Villain (Rex)

15

"You've been slurring your words." Kix put the light away. "Do you have a headache of any kind?"

"Yes," Rex answered. "But it's just from hitting my head on my desk."

"You have a concussion," Kix bluntly said. "You need solid rest for at least a week."

"A week?" Rex repeated in outrage. "I can't sit around for a week!"

"At least a week," Kix corrected, pushing Rex onto one of the bunks he kept in the medical bay. "I'm keeping you here until I see fit."

"I can't!" Rex tried to sit up, but the steady pressure of Kix's hand on his chest was difficult to fight. "I have things to do!"

"Sir, as the team medic, when it comes to the health of the men, including you, I outrank everyone." Kix smirked and turned his back to Rex as he went in search of medication. "Now get out of your armour."

Rex grumbled, but peeled the plastoid off until he was in his blacks. "I want it put on record I'm not happy to be here."

"Uh huh."

"And I want another pillow."

"Sure."

"And a fresh set of blacks. This one has a hole in it."

Kix ruffled Rex's hair, which had begun to grow out slightly. "Anything for my sickly little patient."

"That's it." Rex tried to get up, but was shoved down again.

"No. You're staying here." Kix covered Rex with the blankets. "I'll get you some juice."

"I don't want juice."

"You're getting some."

Rex was suddenly holding a cup filled with purple liquid. "What the kriff is this?"

"Juice. Enjoy." Kix wandered off to find the other pillow Rex requested.

Rex sipped at it. He placed it on the table next to the bed and pretended it wasn't there.

About a minute went by before he drained the cup completely.

"How's my patient doing?" Kix asked, hours later.

"Fine," Rex curtly said.

Kix laughed under his breath. "You really hate being here, don't you?"

"I could be helping!" Rex huffed. "I could be doing something!"

Kix leaned in close. "You didn't hear this from me, okay?"

Rex raised a brow. "Alright," he agreed.

"They used the information on Kara's datapad to find the base and a way in. They launched an attack a couple hours ago," Kix whispered. "You're not supposed to know, or you'd be trying to help. It's too late for you to do anything now, though."

"How did it go?" Rex eagerly inquired

Kix shrugged. "That's all I know."

"Is that why you're preparing extra bunks?" Rex softly asked.

Kix pressed his lips together and sighed. "Yes. I already have three confirmed injuries."

"And?" Rex prompted.

"Five deaths." Kix flashed Rex a weak smile. "At least they got Kara out."

Rex perked up. "They rescued her?"

Kix nodded. "Apparently she's pretty beat up. She's cooperating and willingly being taken back. Seems like she really did change sides."

Rex beamed with pride. "I knew it."

"They're back." Kix was flying around the medical bay, pulling out supplies and cleaning surfaces.

"How'd it go?" Rex asked.

"You can ask them yourself." Kix motioned to Anakin and Ahsoka, who were assisting in carrying the wounded in.

"General Skywalker," Rex called.

Anakin's face split into a grin and he walked over. "It was a success! We destroyed the base!"

"What about General Madden? And Coda?" Rex questioned.

"General Madden is over there." Anakin pointed to Fives and Echo. In their arms was Kara, unconscious. "And we couldn't locate Coda. He either escaped or was killed when the abse was blown up."

"So we'll be headed elsewhere soon?" Rex followed Kara with his eyes as he spoke.

"We're returning to Coruscant. I'm to speak to Master Kenobi, and General Madden will be trailed for her crimes."

Kara was placed in the bed next to Rex's. She was covered in blood and her face was screwed up in pain.

"What's wrong with her?" Rex worriedly asked.

"She was mostly just complaining about period cramps." Anakin chuckled. "Seems like they tortured her, though."

"She'll be fine," Kix said as he whizzed by.

Rex let his head fall back against the pillow with a sigh of relief.

 Unedited. I'll get to it later.