A/N: The character Mira Bridger-Wren is based on the AU character created by the absolutely fantastic and amazing meldy-arts on Tumblr. (Also, check out her work she is amazing!)

Pain. It seemed to course through her veins. Everything ached. Everything hurt. Everything was hazy. Mira couldn't open her eyes though she was trying. She felt as though they were pasted shut, that she no longer had any control over them. The ringing in her ears were gone mostly. It was like thousands and thousands of screaming shrills, but now they were mostly silent, like they were dampened. There were hissing sounds. The air was thick. Not only did it hurt to breathe but she felt as though the air was too thick to take in.

She was suffocating.

She was suffocating.

There was light slightly behind her closed eyelids. The hissing was louder around her.

The tightness in her chest…

Something was on it. Something heavy. She couldn't really feel the thing, just the pressure against her chest.

She felt something wet moving across her skin as well, tickling her, moving slowly as though it was a predator sneaking on its prey. It was slow, developing. She felt the predatory threat moving against her temple, down her arms, her legs, escaping through her nose. She felt it running through her hair, almost being masked by the screams around her.

She couldn't move her arms or legs, she couldn't push away despite the want to. She couldn't fight. What would her parents think of her now?

Through the screams was something new despite the thickening air and the light narrowing again.

Steps.

Something coming.

Something for her.

She felt something lightly press against her neck.

"She's alive!" the drifting voice told someone, a sense of electricity was to it as it waved in and out of her mind.

There was an answer, but Mira didn't understand it. It was too thin. It just went past her ears and mind, where she heard it but did not take it in. Where was she? Who was this voice? Why was it so different from the louder screams? How did it sound nicer yet somehow it had the same type of electricity as the other screams?

The air was becoming very thick and the light was slowly starting to disappear again, a dark smoke threatening to swallow her whole.

There was the vague feeling of whatever was on her chest coming off. Like it was slipped off and slowly she was able to breathe better. Subconsciously her breath was getting deeper with every inch the heavy thing was gone.

Then suddenly the floor was gone. She felt herself being lifted, actually lifted. There was the vague feeling of something under her legs and something across her back, but she was already floating. The pressure didn't seem real yet she knew that she was. It was as real as the horrid screams and the voice.

No…

"Shh, it's okay," the voice was much softer now. Mira didn't know if that was because of how she was floating away, the engulfment of the smoke, or because the voice itself seemed to lose a lot of its electricity. Or perhaps it seemed like it lost electricity because she was moving away, but she couldn't be sure. She could feel something against her, "we'll take care of you."

Could they?

She tried to sense through the smoke an floating, to try and connect with this voice. She would be left unprotected, vulnerable, small. It may not be safe. It may not be safe!

But she was met with something protective yet comforting. Something loving and caring.

Something safe.

The energy was strong in comparison to hers and it gave her a sense of relief that she was going to be taken care of. There was no threat. Whatever this voice was she knew it would not do her any harm.

Mira relaxed slightly, the feeling of floating different, almost as though she really was. She couldn't fight the smoke anymore and soon even the feeling of something against her skin gave way.

~.~

"Kanan, you can't blame yourself."

"I should have let her go first. I should have carried her out. I should have used the Force…"

"Kanan, saved her life."

"She's gone."

"She's missing. She could be alive. If you shut the door to the Phantom like you said than she most likely is. It could have been the difference between life or death."

Mira reaching out her shaking hand to him.

"If I let her go first then she wouldn't have been on it in the first place."

Her fear.

"Kanan…"

Her trust.

"Kanan, you had to go first. You didn't know if the lift was stable enough for her."

"Grandpa?"

"You went first to make sure she could get on. You were risking yourself to make sure she could get on safely."

No.

"I've got you."

"Ezra and Sabine will never forgive me."

"I've got you."

"They don't blame you, Kanan."

"GRANDPA!"

How the next blast pushed her back into the ship.

How he could sense the ships about to go into hyperspace.

She was trapped.

"Kanan, please…"

"It's my fault, Hera!" Kanan screamed.