Shields, for the springtime meadow of wildflowers & berries challenge Author: Earlybird-obi-wan Time-frame: legends Character: OC Tarhin Engaron, Jedi from the high republic; Stellan Gios, Avar Kriss and Elzar Mann Genre: short story Summary: Tarhin Engaron gets involved in an investigation. Jedi are trouble for him. Shields Chapter 1 'The clouds have a silver lining.' Tarhin Engaron observed when he guided his speeder to a stop in the parking-space to begin his work at Boreas-city police station 1. Careful. He didn't want the box with pastries to become messy. He took the box from the passenger-seat and hurried to the entrance. “Good morning inspector Engaron” “You too Sheila.” “Had a nice day?” “Yesterday I visited the new exhibition at the museum of modern art but have to come again seeing only half of it because it was rather crowded.” “Figures with big city Coruscant and its art-lovers only a four hours trip through hyperspace away. But what's that?” “Something to go with your caf.” He placed the box on the counter. “Oh my.” Sheila Laverne opened the box to reveal the pastries decorated on the icing with a 5. “You are 5 years on the job. That's sure something to celebrate after your difficulties to apply when you came to my desk and had a meeting with Chief commissioner Gulian.” “She sent me 10 years ago to the academy. 5 years of study and excellent grades and here I am, seeing you almost every day with your lovely smile.” A blinking light on her console had Sheila Laverne looking down for a moment and getting a big smile on her face. She knew. Tarhin's colleagues were planning something in the interrogation room. “What's up?” “Get upstairs.” “See you,” Tarhin took the box and hurried to the second floor and the office he shared with his colleagues. Entering he saw empty desks. But his sharp ears picked up some shuffling coming from the closed door of the interrogation room. Placing the box on his desk he sat down and waited. 'They are planning a surprise.' And he waited and waited and reflected on his previous job, the one that had given him more knowledge about special operations. Sure he had been a special ops officer in Noranan, his hometown since his birth now more than 253 years ago. 'Graduating from Monir police academy I became an officer in Noranan and moved through the ranks until I was at special ops as a junior. One incident had me deciding to explore the galaxy in the guise of a young human and the first planet was Serindan. Nice people. I could get my grades and had those papers knowing more about special ops work when Boreas was my next destiny. I should have known with Coruscant near that you had to have Republic papers. I had to start anew and...' “Engaron, get your gear. We have a situation at the museum of modern art.” “Me?” “I don't see your colleagues. Just you. Come.” Tarhin took his blaster from the drawer in his desk and hurried after Chief Gulian, picking up his protection vest when he passed the open door of his office. He had to work with her, not the most preferred work. But with colleagues planning something he had to go. He had heard the giggles and had seen Sheila's smiling face. And he was getting a bad feeling.