DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS AND THE CHARACTERS OF STAR WARS BELONG TO LUCASFILM AND DISNEY.
Chapter 1: Silent Night
It's a silent night on the ship. I hate it. There's to many things to be afraid of that can be hidden in a silence. I think of Finn. My friend. My saviour. He came back for me. Nobody had ever done that before. I think about his injuries; an image of Kylo Ren runs through me. I remember he felt so cold. Not physically but mentally, isn't as if his mind was a so cold, emotionless. No empathy, happiness or sympathy seemed to marked his face in any way. No emotion seemed to have crossed that face for years.
Finn. Finn. God I've missed him. I've never missed a person before, never had anyone to miss. He was the first male I'd ever met who wasn't mean, spiteful or a goblin of sorts for that matter.
I hope he's okay. They said he was. I just want to see him for myself. I want to give him a hug. I miss how warm he was. That's how I know that I trust him. Otherwise I would have hit him with my staff the moment he took my hand.
Chewie comes into my room, gives me a sad grin and sits down by my bed. I give his arm a stroke. For being such a furious creature he is really merely a gentle giant. His grin soon falls away.
"I know you miss him Chewie" I say. He looks up at me and makes a small sad growl sound. He puts his head against my arm. I think he begins to cry, however I don't want to embarrass him by letting on to seeing this.
"We're going home Chewie, soon you'll see your princess again soon enough"
He looks up again, an impish grin on his face.
He knows.