Ok, so I decided to do the rest in 3rd person. I think that the first chapter needed 1st person for the story development, but I think should do 3rd for the rest. I'll still go into their thoughts so I can develop it right, but after this first part, I'll try to do it less.

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Ben continued to think about Vestara again as he started walking back to the sick bay. He couldn't push her out of his mind. It didn't help that they were practically alone on the ship. Sure, Dyon was there, but he was unconscious. It wasn't likely that he would wake up too soon.

So, Ben thought, she actually could like me. But wait, what if she's just trying to get me to trust her again? Then why would she try not to let me sense her hurt? She really must like me! Ben's heart fluttered at the realization. Then if she does like me, it's time for some changes. Up until now, she has been using my feelings, and I thought she was pretending to like me. Obviously to try to turn me. But now, since she saw I cannot be turned, she must realize she can't use them anymore. So let's see if I can try to use her feelings for me to turn her. I never thought any of Jacen's dark training could actually help me. He attempted a hollow snort.

Ben decided the best way to try to do this would be to throw her off. She probably thought he was angry with her, and if he disproved that, he could judge and make sure she still wasn't trying to use him. So, he went and grabbed a couple of meals and a third for Dyon when he woke up.

Ben walked back into the sick bay. Vestara looked at Ben and asked, "What happened?"

"They jumped out of the system." Took some persuasion too, Ben mentally added.

"Here," Ben said, handing her the meal. She looked at it for a split second, surprised, and that was all Ben needed to tell that she had thought he was still angry with her.

Then she took it out of his hands a little too quickly. Ben put a meal down on the table next to Dyon for when he woke up. Then they ate in silence.

"You know, you don't have to watch me. I can take care of myself," Vestara said indifferently. She clearly didn't know how to handle this situation. Something was up. Ben decided to press his advantage.

"Yeah, but what if Dyon woke up and he was still crazy," Ben said jokingly. "He could slit your throat."

Vestara cracked a small smile and played along. "Oh no, he wouldn't be able to. In his world, what he would think is me is that box," she said, pointing at a box in the corner.

Ben let a small laugh escape his mouth. "Yeah, and then I would come in to find him trying to kiss a cupboard."

Vestara started cracking up at this. "Only then, he would realize you are Abeloth and start trying to kiss you."

They both started laughing really hard at this, and Ben almost fell off his chair he was laughing so much.

"And, and then," Ben tried to say in between laughter, "I would say, 'I'm sorry, Dyon, I don't love you anymore.'"

They both started laughing so much they didn't even hear Dyon the first time. The second time, Dyon said it a little louder, "What are you talking about loving me anymore Ben?" His face was priceless, showing terror, disgust, surprise, and anger all in one.

When they saw his face, they laughed even more, and Ben fell of his chair he was laughing so much. They laughed even more after he fell off.

When they finally calmed down, Ben got back in his chair. He looked at Dyon, who had a look that said, "What were you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing," Ben said, smiling.

"Ok," he held the k, unconvinced. "What happened with Abeloth? The last thing I remember was seeing you."

"Dad beat her," he said, unable to hide the pride in his voice. Dyon could figure it out for himself that they were still allied.

"Phew. I thought I was gonna die. Umm Ben?" he asked, pointing to the IV attached to himself.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure," he said as he started taking it off of him. "Sorry, I had no idea how long you would be out." He finished disconnecting the IV and got up and placed it back in a cupboard. When he turned around and walked back he said to Dyon, "There is a meal on the table next to you."

"Thanks."

"Here, Ves, I'll take your dishes," he said, holding his hand out.

"Sure," she said, handing him the plates.

He took his own and walked back out of the sick bay.

The second Ben left the sick bay, Vestara tried to get her thoughts in order. What the hell was she doing? She had originally planned to keep her feelings at bay by trying to make him angry, but for some reason that didn't work and she got swept up in the moment. He was so easy to lose her focus with. She just lost her objective when they talked, and it only made her like him all the more. It would make it all the harder for when they would have to be torn apart. Didn't he understand that? Why couldn't he just realize that? There was obviously no chance of him turning dark; he had proven that in the most strenuous of circumstances. He had stood against her father's words as if they helped him stay with the light. Since there was no chance of them being together, why couldn't they just ignore each other until they were torn apart so it wouldn't hurt as much? She had to strengthen her resolve again so that she wouldn't lose herself in the moment when he came back. They couldn't let themselves grow any closer if she ever hoped to return to the Tribe. With that in mind, she sat back and steeled herself for when he would walk back through the door.

Sorry for the kind of cliffhanger. As a reader, I absolutely hate cliffhangers no matter how small they are. I just wanted to end the chapter there. I'll see if I can update again today. And, don't forget to review. It's those little underlined words in blue next to a yellowish dialogue box.