It had taken two weeks to get the answers, and there were still a lot of questions. It had started off simple enough, he was going to take care of a few things, but it hadn't ended there, which was why she was here now, in this place very few knew about.

“Darlin' there are a lot of people asking a lot of questions, they deserve some sort of answers don't you think?” Mystic looked levelly at her friend.

“You know the answer to that already, Red. I have told you what is going on, anyone else finding out, it could be dangerous, for them...and for me.”

She did know, it had happened before, would probably happen many more times. Someone went underground, took care of what needed to be taken care of and...if they survived, they would come back...if they survived. It had been part of her life since her earliest days in Blak, there were things that had to be taken care of that had to be off the radar, completely off the radar, with only one, maybe two people knowing the whole story. Most of the time it was a couple of people knowing parts of the story, so she supposed the fact that she knew it all should ease her mind....it didn't.

“Then let me come help, watch your back...” She never finished, the look in his eyes told her the answer before he spoke.

“Hunni, no, someone has to protect CLM, your that someone. Not to mention, your still recovering, and don't think I cant keep an eye on you even with me gone.” His finger touched the charm around her neck, “never take it off, you promised me.”

“I will keep my promises, all of them” She was frustrated, but she knew the score, hell Borb had just recently returned, or so she had heard, he had yet to get in touch with her, although she knew he would as soon as he safely could, now Yoda was doing the same thing, leaving her with a simple goodbye. For who knows how long, she had to say goodbye to a friend and watch them leave, while holding her head high and her tongue silent.

“So what explanation have you given CLM for my disappearance?”

“I told them you needed a break, a vacation of sorts, that you would return soon”

“Good, thats good” Yoda seemed reluctant, yet anxious to leave, meeting Mystic here had been something that had to be done, yet, he didn't want to chance her being seen and possibly linked to him if anything went wrong. “Hell she is linked to me no matter what”, he thought. Not that he would have it any other way. Their bond was strong, she would keep his secrets, as he kept hers, as they both kept their other friends, til the grave. It was their code, who they were, who they would always be.

“You have to go don't you?” She knew the time was here, dreaded it, yet accepted it. Standing, she wrapped her arms around him in a warm hug. He held her in a tight embrace for a while, neither speaking, no words were necessary, each knew the others feelings, they might keep each others secrets, but there was no secrets at this moment. Finally he released her, “I have to go hunni, but you need to leave first, so no one sees us together.”

She pulled closer to him one last time, kissing him softly, “You better return to me, in one piece, or I swear I will hunt you down and rip apart anyone that tries to stop me.”

Yoda chuckled, “You would do it too I'm sure, just as I was ready to rip apart Uit territory to find you and bring you home.”

Finally she smiled, “Well I suppose I'm off to run CLM and wreak havoc on hapless traders then....” she paused, “They will probably be glad when your back, because things may just get nasty while your gone. You know I have a tendency to get in trouble when your not around”

“Aye, that I do hunni...that I do.” He watched as she left, feeling a bit uneasy because he had kept one thing from her, but he was sure she knew it deep down, if she would just accept it. The fact that he very well might never return.....

An hour later found her in her office, contemplating the all too brief meeting with Yoda, as she worked on the docket, things that had to be taken care of no matter what else came down. CLM would survive, it always had and it always would. Every day routines went on and on. This time however, there was a heaviness on her shoulders, a feeling she just couldn't shake, for she knew that things were going to get very interesting.

Of course there were questions still pouring in from everywhere about yoda, when would he be back, where had he gone. To which she gave the same answer and smiled. “He will be back...he always comes back.” This time, she wasn't so sure even she believed it.

"Don'tcha miss the good'ol days some times..." A familiar voice behind her said with an exhale of cigarette smoke from his lungs.

Rogue, assassin, criminal, ex-military, jack of all trades, and spy. All these words had more then once been splashed across news holos in every known part of space right next to his face, a burry security feed, or in some cases live footage. Of course up close an in person this man of infamy was much different.

Just blow average hight at 5'8 and lightly but athletically built he wasn't an imposing man by his mere physical stature, yet he carried him self like a man twice his size, standing tall as he could his eyes never seeming to stay in one place long as he took in every sight and sound around him, always alert, some would say he didn't want to be taken unaware but the truth was he just didn't want to miss any thing life had to offer.

For a man that hadn't been seen or heard in over a year he was dressed well. Not overly dressed as some one with to much wealth, or some one heading to a formal event. But rather dressed as a man that took time and care in his appearance and enjoyed looking well.

"Wasn't ignorance bliss, back before we had fame and wealth all we gave a damn about was getting some food. Now... Hopes and dreams are gone and we trod along stuck in this system we can't escape from." He said with another drag from his cigarette as Mystic turned her mouth agape and her teary eyes wide with surprise.

"I know I know, I should have brought some flowers or some thing..." He said with a slight smirk the first his weary face had made in some time. He had a darkly tanned complexion betraying time spent on a plant with some type of a sun, he only wore earth toned colors to high light his naturally dark brown well groomed hair and beard.

"Borb! Tumble had said you we're back... I didn't know if he was drunk or not." Mystic said slowly as she found the words.

"He was sober this time." Borb replied.

'Where in the hell have you been?"

"Around..." He said as his eyes slowly got a vacant look to them, his eyes were one of the features most people always remembered about him. Some said they were intense or piercing, an others would say they seemed to always be toying with some thought or idea, as if in on some secret joke no one else knew. Yet now they seemed to belong to a much older man, as if he'd woken up that day to find he trapped in a much younger mans body and his eyes were the only part of a much older man that remained.

"Look I know a good place in Latos, why don't we go have lunch or some thing, you fill me in on all the fun I've missed out on." Borb said flicking the butt of his smoke off into the metal grating of the large cargo warehouse

"Are you asking me out on a date?" Mystic said with a playful smile.

"Nah you know I wouldn't have to ask for some thing like that."