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Title: And Went Out Into the Morning
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairings: Rex/Rau, Rex & Cody
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Star Wars. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cody wakes Rex up in the early morning worried saying he's worried about Crosshair. Rex comforts.
A/N: Title from the Mary Oliver poem 'I Worried'.
Sequel to: In Time It Always Mends
And Went Out Into the Morning:
Rex opens his eyes to Cody staring at him. He manages to hold himself still, not startle.
“I’m worried about Crosshair,” Cody announces before blinking at him sleepily and scrubbing a hand over his face.
Fenn tenses beside him, starts to rise. Rex turns and pushes Fenn back down onto their bed. “It’s Cody. I’ve got him.”
Fenn relaxes under his hands. His eyes close. “Got it, love you.”
“Love you too,” Rex agrees.
Fenn tilts his head. Rex gives him a brief kiss, pats his shoulder, and shifts so he can sit up on the side of his bed. Cody frowns at him. Rex pushes himself up slowly, then holds out his hand. Cody looks up at him, then slips his small hand into Rex’s.
Briefly Rex thinks that it should feel strange: that he’s so much older than Cody and that Cody’s now a child. He never thought he’d end up here on Lira San with his long term boyfriend raising several clones who’d come back from the dead as children. He’d admired Cut’s parental skills and he’s helped train so many people over the years, but he’s not sure he’s going to be the best parent. Still, for Cody, Stone, Bly, and Sinker he’s going to try.
“Nightmare?” Rex asks after the two of them close the door to his and Fenn’s room.
Cody shakes his head. “Crosshair isn’t here. I was responsible for him and now he’s not here and I can’t make sure he’s safe.”
For a moment Rex considers kneeling or squatting down to Cody’s level and talking to him about Crosshair. How does he convince Cody that he’s not a Marshal Commander anymore, that he’s not a soldier anymore? He knows Cody doesn’t remember being an adult, doesn’t remember that life, but he remembers some of the training for it. How does he convince Cody that all he needs to be is a kid?
“Did you want to check on everyone else?” Rex asks.
Cody hesitates.
“Sinker sneak out again?” Rex asks.
Cody nods. “He likes being tucked in, but he wants to sleep with Bodhi.”
“Bodhi has less nightmares when they share a bed,” Rex agrees. “We can always talk to Zeb and Alex about tucking him in at their house, so he doesn’t have to try and sneak out every night.”
“That’s an option?” Cody asks.
“It’s probably what’s better for both of them,” Rex agrees.
“And Sinker can still get tucked in?” Cody checks.
“That’s the part of the bedtime routine we’re developing that he actually likes,” Rex says. “I wouldn’t take that away from him just because he doesn’t want to sleep in his own bed.”
Cody nods, face going serious as he thinks about it. “Regulations…”
He trails off. He doesn’t need Rex to tell him that they don’t have to follow arbitrary Kaminoan or trainers rules anymore. They slip down the hall and Cody peeks into his room to reassure himself that Bly is still sleeping, then they check the next room to see that Stone is still sleeping. Then the two of them make their way to the kitchen.
“Are we getting a snack?”
Rex checks the time. “Do you think you can get some more sleep?”
Cody shakes his head, then climbs onto a stool at the breakfast bar. He drops his chin into his hands and asks, “Do you have to work today?”
“Not today, Fenn does,” Rex reassures. He starts some toast, then turns to look at Cody. “Hot chocolate or warm milk?”
“Hot chocolate.”
Rex smiles at him, then grabs a plate for the toast. He sets some butter and a knife to spread it next to Cody, before putting the toast on the plate and giving it to Cody. “When you're done eating would you find us a blanket? I think it’d be nice to drink our hot chocolate on the porch.”
Cody nods before buttering his toast then eating it slowly while watching him make the hot chocolate. When Cody’s done he puts his plate in the sink, washes his hands, then frowns at the towel on the counter.
“Would you get a clean one from the drawer and then put them both down the laundry chute?” Rex prompts.
Cody nods, gets a clean towel to dry his hands, then wanders off to hopefully put both towels down the laundry chute and find them a blanket. Rex takes the finished hot chocolate off the stove and pours it into a large mug for the two of them. Then he puts his ingredients away and the dishes in the sink. He’s about to find Cody when Cody steps back into the room wrapped in his favorite fuzzy blanket from the couch. Rex smiles at him and indicates the porch. Cody gets the door and the two of them pad out and head for the rocking chair they’ve been gifted. They only have one, but Rex hopes that they’ll be able to afford more in the future. Lasat design means that it’s a bit on the larger side and is easily sturdy enough to fit the two of them. Rex sets the mug down on a nearby table and he sits in the chair. Cody crawls into this lap, snuggling close as Rex wraps them both in the blanket. Then Rex picks the mug back up and holds it out to Cody. Cody smiles as he wraps both hands around the mug and takes a careful sip.
“It’s good,” Cody tells him. “The warm milk Fenn likes is too sweet.”
“You can tell him to add less sugar,” Rex suggests.
Cody shrugs.
“You’re worried about Crosshair?” Rex prompts.
Cody sighs, takes another sip of the hot chocolate, and thinks for a moment. He stares out towards where the horizon is starting to lighten. Cody frowns, “I don’t like that he’s not here with us.”
He takes another sip of hot chocolate and then holds the mug out to Rex. Rex takes a sip and then sets it on his knee for when Cody will want it next. Cody lays his head against Rex’s shoulder Rex wraps an arm around him.
“I know I wasn’t really in charge, but he kept looking to me for guidance like I was in charge and he got hurt and now he’s not here and I don’t know that he’s not hurt again,” Cody stresses, then runs a hand over his face and sniffles.
“Coming here was a big change,” Rex tells him.
“Waking up on Scarif with a bunch of other kids and not knowing how I got there was,” Cody starts and sighs. “I’m glad we ended up here, I just wish Crosshair had come with us.”
“He wanted to live with Wrecker and Rafa,” Rex reminds gently.
“He wanted Trace to be his big sister,” Cody grumbles.
“Did you want Crosshair to be your younger brother?” Rex asks careful to keep his voice neutral.
Cody frowns, opens his mouth, closes it, and then shakes his head. He snuggles close again. “You’re my younger brother. You’re also my parent now, which is weird.”
“We’ll adjust.”
“Yeah,” Cody agrees as he reaches for the hot chocolate again. He takes a drink, then hands the mug back. He sighs. “Lira San is hidden. We’re safer here. What if someone tries to hurt Crosshair and we don’t know?”
“He’s on Lothal,” Rex reminds. “It’s one of the safer planets in the Outer Rim.”
Cody frowns at the horizon.
“Cody, you realize you’re not responsible for Crosshair, right?” Rex checks.
“I was.”
“But you're not anymore,” Rex tries. “Wrecker and Rafa are. Cody you get to be a kid, this time around you get to be a kid.”
“What if I don’t know how?” Cody whispers before scrubbing at his face. He sniffles, then buries his face against Rex’s shoulder. Rex pushes with his feet to rock the chair as he hugs Cody close. Cody clings to him a moment, then sighs and goes back to cuddling.
“I don’t think you need to know how to be a kid,” Rex reassures. “I think if that’s something that takes time to figure out then that’s normal for the way we were raised.”
Cody sighs. “It’s frustrating.”
Then he reaches for the hot chocolate and cradles the mug. Rex makes sure to keep the rocking slow. Cody takes several more sips while watching the sky shift colors. Eventually he hands the mug back and says, “I don’t want anymore.”
Rex takes the mug, takes one more drink, and then carefully places it on the side table. He tucks the blanket around Cody and they sit back to watch the sunrise.
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairings: Rex/Rau, Rex & Cody
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Star Wars. It's not my toy box and I'm merely playing.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cody wakes Rex up in the early morning worried saying he's worried about Crosshair. Rex comforts.
A/N: Title from the Mary Oliver poem 'I Worried'.
Sequel to: In Time It Always Mends
And Went Out Into the Morning:
Rex opens his eyes to Cody staring at him. He manages to hold himself still, not startle.
“I’m worried about Crosshair,” Cody announces before blinking at him sleepily and scrubbing a hand over his face.
Fenn tenses beside him, starts to rise. Rex turns and pushes Fenn back down onto their bed. “It’s Cody. I’ve got him.”
Fenn relaxes under his hands. His eyes close. “Got it, love you.”
“Love you too,” Rex agrees.
Fenn tilts his head. Rex gives him a brief kiss, pats his shoulder, and shifts so he can sit up on the side of his bed. Cody frowns at him. Rex pushes himself up slowly, then holds out his hand. Cody looks up at him, then slips his small hand into Rex’s.
Briefly Rex thinks that it should feel strange: that he’s so much older than Cody and that Cody’s now a child. He never thought he’d end up here on Lira San with his long term boyfriend raising several clones who’d come back from the dead as children. He’d admired Cut’s parental skills and he’s helped train so many people over the years, but he’s not sure he’s going to be the best parent. Still, for Cody, Stone, Bly, and Sinker he’s going to try.
“Nightmare?” Rex asks after the two of them close the door to his and Fenn’s room.
Cody shakes his head. “Crosshair isn’t here. I was responsible for him and now he’s not here and I can’t make sure he’s safe.”
For a moment Rex considers kneeling or squatting down to Cody’s level and talking to him about Crosshair. How does he convince Cody that he’s not a Marshal Commander anymore, that he’s not a soldier anymore? He knows Cody doesn’t remember being an adult, doesn’t remember that life, but he remembers some of the training for it. How does he convince Cody that all he needs to be is a kid?
“Did you want to check on everyone else?” Rex asks.
Cody hesitates.
“Sinker sneak out again?” Rex asks.
Cody nods. “He likes being tucked in, but he wants to sleep with Bodhi.”
“Bodhi has less nightmares when they share a bed,” Rex agrees. “We can always talk to Zeb and Alex about tucking him in at their house, so he doesn’t have to try and sneak out every night.”
“That’s an option?” Cody asks.
“It’s probably what’s better for both of them,” Rex agrees.
“And Sinker can still get tucked in?” Cody checks.
“That’s the part of the bedtime routine we’re developing that he actually likes,” Rex says. “I wouldn’t take that away from him just because he doesn’t want to sleep in his own bed.”
Cody nods, face going serious as he thinks about it. “Regulations…”
He trails off. He doesn’t need Rex to tell him that they don’t have to follow arbitrary Kaminoan or trainers rules anymore. They slip down the hall and Cody peeks into his room to reassure himself that Bly is still sleeping, then they check the next room to see that Stone is still sleeping. Then the two of them make their way to the kitchen.
“Are we getting a snack?”
Rex checks the time. “Do you think you can get some more sleep?”
Cody shakes his head, then climbs onto a stool at the breakfast bar. He drops his chin into his hands and asks, “Do you have to work today?”
“Not today, Fenn does,” Rex reassures. He starts some toast, then turns to look at Cody. “Hot chocolate or warm milk?”
“Hot chocolate.”
Rex smiles at him, then grabs a plate for the toast. He sets some butter and a knife to spread it next to Cody, before putting the toast on the plate and giving it to Cody. “When you're done eating would you find us a blanket? I think it’d be nice to drink our hot chocolate on the porch.”
Cody nods before buttering his toast then eating it slowly while watching him make the hot chocolate. When Cody’s done he puts his plate in the sink, washes his hands, then frowns at the towel on the counter.
“Would you get a clean one from the drawer and then put them both down the laundry chute?” Rex prompts.
Cody nods, gets a clean towel to dry his hands, then wanders off to hopefully put both towels down the laundry chute and find them a blanket. Rex takes the finished hot chocolate off the stove and pours it into a large mug for the two of them. Then he puts his ingredients away and the dishes in the sink. He’s about to find Cody when Cody steps back into the room wrapped in his favorite fuzzy blanket from the couch. Rex smiles at him and indicates the porch. Cody gets the door and the two of them pad out and head for the rocking chair they’ve been gifted. They only have one, but Rex hopes that they’ll be able to afford more in the future. Lasat design means that it’s a bit on the larger side and is easily sturdy enough to fit the two of them. Rex sets the mug down on a nearby table and he sits in the chair. Cody crawls into this lap, snuggling close as Rex wraps them both in the blanket. Then Rex picks the mug back up and holds it out to Cody. Cody smiles as he wraps both hands around the mug and takes a careful sip.
“It’s good,” Cody tells him. “The warm milk Fenn likes is too sweet.”
“You can tell him to add less sugar,” Rex suggests.
Cody shrugs.
“You’re worried about Crosshair?” Rex prompts.
Cody sighs, takes another sip of the hot chocolate, and thinks for a moment. He stares out towards where the horizon is starting to lighten. Cody frowns, “I don’t like that he’s not here with us.”
He takes another sip of hot chocolate and then holds the mug out to Rex. Rex takes a sip and then sets it on his knee for when Cody will want it next. Cody lays his head against Rex’s shoulder Rex wraps an arm around him.
“I know I wasn’t really in charge, but he kept looking to me for guidance like I was in charge and he got hurt and now he’s not here and I don’t know that he’s not hurt again,” Cody stresses, then runs a hand over his face and sniffles.
“Coming here was a big change,” Rex tells him.
“Waking up on Scarif with a bunch of other kids and not knowing how I got there was,” Cody starts and sighs. “I’m glad we ended up here, I just wish Crosshair had come with us.”
“He wanted to live with Wrecker and Rafa,” Rex reminds gently.
“He wanted Trace to be his big sister,” Cody grumbles.
“Did you want Crosshair to be your younger brother?” Rex asks careful to keep his voice neutral.
Cody frowns, opens his mouth, closes it, and then shakes his head. He snuggles close again. “You’re my younger brother. You’re also my parent now, which is weird.”
“We’ll adjust.”
“Yeah,” Cody agrees as he reaches for the hot chocolate again. He takes a drink, then hands the mug back. He sighs. “Lira San is hidden. We’re safer here. What if someone tries to hurt Crosshair and we don’t know?”
“He’s on Lothal,” Rex reminds. “It’s one of the safer planets in the Outer Rim.”
Cody frowns at the horizon.
“Cody, you realize you’re not responsible for Crosshair, right?” Rex checks.
“I was.”
“But you're not anymore,” Rex tries. “Wrecker and Rafa are. Cody you get to be a kid, this time around you get to be a kid.”
“What if I don’t know how?” Cody whispers before scrubbing at his face. He sniffles, then buries his face against Rex’s shoulder. Rex pushes with his feet to rock the chair as he hugs Cody close. Cody clings to him a moment, then sighs and goes back to cuddling.
“I don’t think you need to know how to be a kid,” Rex reassures. “I think if that’s something that takes time to figure out then that’s normal for the way we were raised.”
Cody sighs. “It’s frustrating.”
Then he reaches for the hot chocolate and cradles the mug. Rex makes sure to keep the rocking slow. Cody takes several more sips while watching the sky shift colors. Eventually he hands the mug back and says, “I don’t want anymore.”
Rex takes the mug, takes one more drink, and then carefully places it on the side table. He tucks the blanket around Cody and they sit back to watch the sunrise.
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