A Word from the Author: Hey there everyone, this is jediclonecowgirl with another new one-shot. It's an Umbara one-shot again. I just can't get enough from this Arc. Let's get started, shall we?

The clones of the 501st and the 212th were all talking about the mission they had just completed on Umbara. They also talked about a renegade jedi master named Pong Krell, who was dead now. They also talked verry often about the shooting between them, since Pong Krell had convinced the two battallions, that the members of the other battallion were Umbarans in disguise. They mostly talked about excatly that, except for one clone. His nickname was Boil. He had lost his closest brother Waxer in the shooting. He was sitting a few meteres away from his brothers. He cried very hard.

"Why did Waxer have to die? He didn't deserve a death like this! There was too much good in him! He didn't deserve to be killed by the hand of his own brothers! It was all the fault of this kriffin traitor KRELL!", Boil thought.

His shoulders were shaking with sobs. He hoped none of his brothers saw him like this. They probably would call him a fool, but one of his brothers saw him: It was ARC-trooper Fives. He jogged over to his sobbing brother and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Mind, if I join you?", Fives whispered.

"If you want to...", Boil sighed shakingly.

Fives sat down next to Boil. He imidiately noticed, that Boil had been crying. He hadn't been in the shooting, but the other troopers of the 501st had told him everything about it, Waxer's death included. He had worked with the 212th before and knew how much Waxer and Boil had meant to each other. He could understand how Boil was feeling now. Boil quickly wiped away his tears.

"Boil, I see, that you've been crying.", Fives whispered gently.

"N-no, I haven't Fives.", Boil said, but then he sobbed again.

"Ner vod, s'okay.", Fives whispered, wrapping an arm around him.

Boil was trembling again. Fives kept his arm around his sobbing brother, gently patting his shoulder. Boil cried harder, until he was hyperventilating.

"K'uur, k'urr. Udensii. You're hyperventilating already.", Fives whispered.

Boil did not want to think about anything. He was just happy, that Fives was sitting next to him and holding him. As he began to breathe normally again, Fives still didn't leave his side. He just told him a story.

"Boil...I know excatly how you feel. I felt the same, as my brother Echo died, but I can say, that you'll never be left alone.", Fives whispered.

"I know, what Waxer meant to you and I'm pretty sure, that I can not replace him, but I can still be there for you.", Fives murmured, after a moment of silence.

"Th-th-th-thank y-y-y-y-you.", Boil stammered.

"It's no problem at all. We are brothers.", Fives whispered.

The ARC knew, that Boil needed time to get over this, but he knew, that he could be there for him.

"Take good care of Waxer, Echo.", Fives mentally asked his brother.

Ending Word: Yes I know, that it's very CHEESY, but I hope you still like it. I'd love, if you'd leave some reviews behind, but it can wait, if you have to comfort your comrades first. Now I have nothing left to say, but bye, bye and may the force be with you.