GUESS WHOSE BIRTHDAY IT WAS YESTERDAY; That's right, it was me! In honor of this celebration, I have yet another chapter for you! I kinda rushed at the end, but I hope you like it anyway...
Oh, and another thing- THANK YOU so much for the support this has been getting, it makes me feel so happy!
Poe found himself holding Nya's hand when he woke up the next morning. The thing is, he didn't realize it. As the morning noise picked up around him in the medbay, Poe had reluctantly woken up, but he was too tired to even opened his eyes.
Which is why he didn't notice.
He sat in the uncomfortable position he had so unconsciously slept in, wondering what the hell he would do now. Nya was better, or well on her way to it, so he'd have to make himself productive. He'd have to continue looking for the map- The map!
The map to Luke Skywalker. The whole reason he was in the mess. That was why he had followed that Star Destroyer. Now he would have to find it- or, continue finding it. But what about Nya? Would he leave her? Leia wanted to keep this mission a secret, for now. Poe wouldn't be able to tell her! But... what if he could take her with him? Was it possible? Poe considered his options. He'd have to talk to Leia, of course...
"Poe?"
It was not the voice he was expecting. Poe thought for sure Nya would be the one to wake him up, but it was decidedly not so. Instead the friendly voice of C-3P0, of all people, begged for his attention.
He opened his eyes reluctantly, looking up at the protocol droid, "Good morning, Poe Dameron, it is so nice to see you again!" The droid mused. Poe couldn't keep the smile from creeping in, and he began to stand.
And that was when he noticed.
Nya's delicate fingers were laced with Poe's, her arm draping over the side of the bed. He paused. She wasn't awake yet, and so she had no idea. Had they fallen asleep like this? Poe couldn't tell, not remembering much from the night before. He gently her hand across her stomach turning back to Threepio.
"General Organa wishes to have a word with you- I do hope you haven't gotten yourself into more trouble!"
Poe winced. Maybe he had? He couldn't tell if Leia hated him for bringing back an unknown girl, or if she was really grateful.
"Poe?"
This time, it was Nya's voice. She opened her eyes sleepily, looking up at Threepio, "What's going on?-"
Poe was just about to explain when the droid cut in, "My name is C-3P0," He exclaimed, "human-cyborg relations. I was just tell Poe that the General requested an audience with him-"
"Alright, alright, Threepio, I'm going!" Poe turned to Nya, whispering to her, "I'll talk to you later." Before scurrying off.
Nya watched Poe walk away, wondering why Leia had wanted him. The protocol droid- C-3P0- turned her attention away though, asking with an almost overbearingly friendly tone, "And what is your name?"
"Nya. It's nice to meet you, Threepio."
The droid looked to be a standard protocol droid. He was gold all over, but he had a red arm that looked like it didn't belong. He raved about how amazing and truly wonderful it was for him to meet someone new because, from his point of view, no one liked to listen to him. He said how absolutely dreadful it was that no one listen to his stories, and- "Why, would you like to hear one of my stories, Miss Nya?"
"How did you get your red arm?"
"What a wonderful story indeed! I'm sure you'll love it! There I was, a valiant hero..." and from there, the protocol droid managed to keep Nya entertained for a full fledged hour, spinning a tale of high adventure and sacrifice...
On the outside, Poe was calm, but on the inside, a war seemed to constantly rage. He was so confused- about everything, really. Why did she want him? What would Poe say? He couldn't think of any answers to satisfy his need to know, so he picked up his pace to General Organa's office, hoping this meeting could give him what he wanted.
Her office was small, offset from the rest of the base. The only thing in it was a worn out desk, which she barely used, and a chair for visitors. When Poe came in, the General was pacing the room, in thought over something. At his entrance she looked up.
"Does Nya know about the map?" She sat down in her chair, so deep in thought, she was unable to make eye contact with Poe. The pilot sat down in his own chair, mildly confused over how quickly this was progressing, "No, I didn't tell her, but what-"
"You have an instant connection with her, Poe, one I've never seen before..." She paused, running her hands over her eyes. She seemed to make a decision on whatever she was thinking about, and she stood up again, "I've been thinking- a lot. I want you to tell her about the map. I want her to help you."
Poe nodded slowly, processing what she wanted from him. She certainly hadn't stalled, leaving Poe dumbfounded from the onslaught of information. Yes... It's what he wanted, to have him and Nya be together. He didn't want to leave her after all she had done for him, "Thank you, General, I-"
"Dismissed."
He left her office with a foolish grin on his face as he numbly walked down the hall to the med bay. Nya would be excited to hear about this! He would explain everything, and they would be able to do so much more together...
When he arrived, he saw that Threepio was still there, wrapping up his famous tale, "...and that, my friend, is how I got my beautiful red arm." Nya was grinning too, clearly being one of the very few who actually seemed to enjoy the droid's company.
"Nya!" Poe called, and she made an effort to prop herself up, answering almost half-heartedly, "And what are you so excited about?"
Poe sat on her bed excitedly, "I have good news."
"Good news? What could possibly make me feel better than this?"
"Do you know who Luke Skywalker is?" Poe questioned impatiently. All he wanted to do was come right out and tell her, but he was afraid she wouldn't understand at first. She thought for a second, scrunching up her face, "Yeah? The famous Jedi?"
"Well... He's gone missing," Poe lowered his voice, "and there's a map to find him." Her eyes widened, and Poe continued, "The problem is that we don't know where the map is. That was why I was near Tatooine in the first place. To find it. And now that you're here... I want you to help me."
Nya whispered in surprise, "Help you? But I don't know how to do anything! How can I help with something as big as this?"
"I could teach you, Nya, just think about it!" He pleaded. Nya seemed to consider for a second, clearly weighing her options before nodding to herself and giving a small shrug.
"Sure. Why not?"
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