DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE. Hope you guys enjoy this little thing I whipped up in my head at 11 pm. Tell me whether or not you think I should continue! Read and review as always, too. And also, there may be some mistakes in there because I'm too tired right now to completely edit it perfectly so if you notice something wrong, don't be shocked.

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"......I am..nothing." Malak wasn't 'nothing.' He was a monster, a terrorist, a tyrant. He used to be smart, funny, and charming. Revan didn't care anymore, though. Malak was dead and that was that. He had Bastila to think about now. Getting back to the Ebon Hawk and ultimately, Bastila, for she would most likely be waiting for him outside the door or with the Hawk along with Carth and the others. It was possible, but Revan doubted it because she should have been using her Battle Meditation against the Sith. He was jolted back into reality when the enormous space station shook violently. Revan ran through the doors where the sight he was greeted with wasn't all that pretty. There were Jolee, Canderous, HK47, and Bastila fighting off the remaining Sith soldiers and Dark Jedi. They all looked tired and worn. Even HK looked like he needed a good ol' fashion shut down for a bit. Revan called out to them as soon as Canderous had gunned down the last Sith.

"Hey guys, c'mon! Back to the ship before all our hard work is wasted because of this damned Star Forge. Don't worry," he added as he saw Jolee's questioning face. "Malak is dead and I have the bastard's lightsaber." Without another word, the five retreated back to the Ebon Hawk. First thing Revan saw back at the ship was a flash of an orange jacket beckoning them up the loading ramp.

"Carth! Let's get outta here. Malak's dead and this place is about to blow up."

"You got it," was Carth's simple reply. Revan went down to the cockpit where Bastila and Carth were already taking the ships controls and guiding her out. As soon as Carth said he had things under control, Bastila left the room. Revan looked at Carth as if asking for permission to go. Carth was about to open his mouth to say something but the pilot's console was beeping which could only mean they were getting the inevitable call from the Republic forces. Before Carth answered it, Revan raised an eyebrow and Carth nodded.

"Thank you, Carth. You truly are a great friend." The soldier only smiled in response and took his call.

Bastila was in her room standing. Just standing a few feet from the door as if she didn't know what to do next. In truth, she really didn't know exactly what to do next...interrupting her thoughts however, was a knock on her door. It could really only be one particular person, she thought.

"Enter." She called. Revan entered and almost walked right into her with how close she was to the door.

"Have you been just..standing here? This whole time?" Revan asked, surprised and slightly amused. She smiled and played along.

"Well in truth, I was waiting for you, your majesty." Before Revan could react she threw her arms around him. "No, love, I just wasn't quite sure what to do next. And now that you're here, I think we should talk." She looked into his root beer colored eyes. He looked back into her steel blue ones.

"Sounds great, Bas." She took a deep breath and started,

"On the Forge, when I said I loved you, I was telling the truth and nothing but the truth but I'm not sure what the council, or anyone else really, will think about this. What do you think will happen?" Revan sighed and responded,

"Honestly, Bastila, I'm not sure but you have to answer me one thing." She sent him a silent question through the bond. What?

"If the council...disagrees with our relationship...would you choose me over being a Jedi? Would you come away with me so we could do something that didn't require all of their customs?" He pulled back from their embrace and looked straight at her, and at nothing else in the room

"Revan-I-," Bastila stuttered over her answer. At last after a few seconds of tense silence, she finished her response. "Of course I would Over anything in the universe, I'd choose you, my dear." Revan looked overjoyed at her answer. Now, he could rest, knowing that they could be together. He smiled at her and motioned to the bunk closest to them.

"Bastila, what do you say we get some sleep before our undoubtedly ecstatic welcoming committee at Lehon?" Seeing Bastila's unsure look, Revan hastily added, "No no all I have in mind is sleep, trust me I'm too tired for anymore strenuous activities at the moment." He winked at her and all she did was roll her eyes.

"Alright, Revan I think I get the picture. Now come here," she sat down on the bed. Revan smiled and laid down on the bunk, pulling Bastila down with him. She squealed when he did that. Revan found that highly amusing but decided to let it slide for now. Instead he secured his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. She was tense at first but relaxed in his embrace almost instantly.

Sleep came easily for Revan and Bastila Shan that night. Or day, or whatever it was when Revan had defeated Malak and fell asleep with the love of his life safely in his arms, savoring the feeling of the protection he was providing her. Revan and Bastila. Bastila and Revan. Whoever or whatever they were, they were together and that is what mattered.