Chapter Five

She had been plagued with nightmares most of her life. None ever made much sense and sometimes she would go days, weeks even months between them. The issue was they were always the same.

Darkness, she feared it but not even really understanding why. She didn't like how it seemed to chock in around her. She felt suffocated, almost as if she was drowning. She was standing in it, turning every which way trying to see something, anything. But all that surrounded her was the never ending darkness. The sounds around her seemed to intensify, scratching, clawing, raspy voices that didn't make any kind of sense but it grew louder .So loud that she covered her ears letting out her own silent screams, falling to her knees. Suddenly it was quiet and she looked up to see a large looming figure standing above her. Usually this would be where she would wake up, shaken by the whole thing. This time however the figure reached hits hand out to her. She saw nothing but his eyes. Eyes she had seen before, eyes that felt safe, eyes the color of honey.

"Come, with me." A familiar voice echoed back to her. Reluctantly she placed her hand into his dark gloved one. Just as his grasped hers she woke with a start and a gasp. Her eyes flew open and in her panic as she tried to figure out where she was. She tried to sit up only to feel a sharp pain in her head. She wanted to drop back onto the surprisingly soft pillows that were under her head but she forced herself to sit up only to be pushed back down with gentle yet firm hands.

"Easy there princess, you took quite a bump to the head." The voice above her spook and she looked up into the honey brown eyes. His face was still covered from the nose down but the eyes and that voice were recognizable. She was finally confronted with the voice in her head only to not truly see him.

"Who are you? Where am I? What is this place? Why…" He chuckled a deep chuckle as he lightly brushed her hair from her forehead. A very intimate gestured but something seemed to relax and comfort her. The way he looked at her and the way he touched felt as if they had known each other their whole lives but since that wasn't possible it just struck her as odd, like everything else on this planet.

"So many questions. Always so many questions." For some reason this annoyed her.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She once again tried to sit up only to once again be pushed back down. The corners of his eyes seemed to crinkle as if he was smiling under that mask.

"And stubborn, so very very stubborn."

"Who are you? And I am not stubborn!"

"Stubborn and temperamental." He added. He was teasing her and it was infuriating her in a way she couldn't explain. Every instinct in her was telling her to run but she couldn't, she couldn't even move as if some invisible force was keeping her there. That's when it hit her...the force…the bastard was using the force to keep her here. She knew this planet would be trouble and yet she still came. What she didn't know was why her. She was no one special. Why would a force user connect with her in her head? "Stubborn, temperamental and very wrong. You are special and you will learn that in time, you'll see. First you need sleep and then we will talk."

"No I want answers…." She never finished her sentence because he waved a hand in front of her causing her to fall asleep. The last thing she remembered was his voice in her head once again.

"Sleep."

This time when she woke from a surprisingly dreamless sleep she felt a little more like herself, less confused and less groggy. She found that she could move and the pain in her head was nearly gone. This time when she sat up it came with no restrictions. Looking around she found that she was in some kind of cave. She lay on a unexpectedly comfortable bed piled high with blankets. Next to the bed sat a small low table that had a cup with water and a piece of fruit she recognized as one she had seen grow not far from where she had set up her work. Swinging herself over the side of the bed her feet touched the ground which was surprisingly cold. On a planet that seemed to permeate heat she seemed to have stumbled along one of the only cool spots around. She also noticed as she stood nd the cool air hit her bare legs that she was not in the same clothes as she was earlier. She gasped as she looked down. Her legs were indeed bare and she now wore a long black tunic shirt thing which to a regular sized person would just be a regular shirt. It came to her mid-thigh and the arms so long it fell past her hands making her look as if she was a child in her parents clothing. If this wasn't concerning enough the fact that only one person could have possible done this concerned, embarrassed and somewhat pissed off.

"Don't worry princess, its nothing I haven't seen before." Great, her voice was back.

"Although there is that tiny distracting little birth mark above your…" He didn't finish just projected the thought to her head as to where she knew it was. She gasped at this looking to find a blanket to cover herself more fully as if some kind of a barrier against his obvious prying eyes Not that it would make much difference he had already seen everything, which pissed her off even more. She went to the opening of the room where a blanket hung at what she assumed was a door, a soft light filtering in around the edges. She threw back the cloth and stormed into the main area. He sat in front of a small fire his back to her. She stood behind him blanket clutched her tightly.

"Hey asshole, anyone ever tell you it's rude to root around in someone's head."

"Yes but yours is so entertaining." When he spoke it was rough and once again it hit her that maybe he didn't use his actually all that much which was a shame because he had a nice voice.

"So glad I can be a source of amusement for you."

"Relax princess, when you took that tumble down the hill you landed in a rather large puddle. It was rather graceful." He added sarcastically.

"You really are an ass."

"Among other things." He still hadn't turned around to face her. "You were, soaked, you were hurt and I wasn't going to leave you there." He finally turned around, his face was still covered. His dark hair lay like silk across his forehead and ended at his collar. Funny she hadn't noticed it before. She found it suddenly rather distracting. She felt his eyes watching her and she shook herself out of whatever stupor she currently found herself in. She still hadn't moved however shifting nervously from foot to foot and clenching the blanket even tighter.

"Where are my clothes?" She asked trying to get answers from him, any answers really. If he didn't have that damn mask on she would have sworn he was smirking at her.

"Sit. Eat. Maybe smile."

"What?! Where are my clothes?!" She demanded to know again.

"Sit. Eat and smile, maybe?" He was teasing her again and she wasn't sure on how to take it. She sighed rolled her eyes and finally moved closer to sit next to the fire as far from him as she could get. She didn't really want to trust him that would be too easy but she was starving and what he was making whatever it was smelled really good. She couldn't really remember the last time she ate anything but prepackaged rations. She couldn't remember the last time she ate period which left her to ask how long she was really out.

"A little less than two days." He answered her unspoken question because he was in her damn head again. She didn't answer as he handed her a bowl with food. She took it although she wanted to reluctantly.

"I will sit, I will eat, I will not smile." She responded tartly. He seemed to take that for an answer because he nodded his head in her direction and turned his attention back to stoking the fire.

"Whatever you say princess."

"Why do you insist on calling me that?" his answer was a quick shrug of the shoulders and his refusal to look at her. It was almost as if he was unsure of himself.

"Always with the questions."

"And you with no answers." She bite back as she place the bowl back don on the hearth and stood to leave but she was stopped buy a rather large and warm hand that held her arm in a rather firm grip. He turned his eyes to her.

"Where are you going?" She didn't answer for a minute not really having an answer. She looked down at her feet. She heard him sigh before he answered. "Look your clothes are drying, it's raining, again and the Reavers are still out there. And with what little you are currently wearing you do not want another run in with those beast. Just sit, eat and I'll answer your questions." She opened her mouth to speak as she felt her face warm to his intense gaze but he held a finger to stop her. "One question at a time." It was her time to sigh as she nodded her head and sat down reluctantly. She picked the bowl up again looked at it for a moment wondering for the first time what was actually in it. "If I told you what was in it you wouldn't eat it."

"Really?" She asked concerned. This earned her a chuckle which she returned with a glare.

"Relax princess its fine. Just eat." He leaned forward just slightly looking at her with those eyes. "Please." She grumbled a fine and took a bit which was very surprisingly good. She looked up at him in surprise. He just gestured to her to continue seemingly pleased that she was actually eating. So many questions were beginning to swarm her mind and she wasn't sure what to ask first. So She started with an easy one.

"What were those things up there?"

"Reavers, more or less pirates. They scavenge whatever they can find and then sell it to the highest bidder. It doesn't matter what it is as long as they can get money for it they will sell it. It could be artifacts or even people."

"Like a slave trade?' He nodded his head. This thought seemed to hit her hard. She had seen this practice up close and the thought of it still made her ill.

"You're safe here." He told her sensing her anxiety. A slight shiver ran through her as she tried to ride herself of it and decided to move on to the next question.

"Who are you and why don't you show your face?" She tried to pear past the mask envisioning what he might look like.

"A friend and I have my reasons."

"Do you have a name?"

"Everyone has a name."

"You're being vague again."

"Names aren't important."

"Well I need to call you something." She was starting to get annoyed with his teasing of her.

"Call me whatever you like."

"All right pita." This seemed to catch him off guard slightly. His eyebrow rose ever so slightly.

"Pita?" He questioned and she sighed.

"It's a name my brother game me. It stands for pain in the ass p-i-t-a." She didn't realize until that moment just how much she missed hearing him call her that missed his voice. When he had given it to her she had been annoyed but now she just missed it.

"If that is what makes you feel better than by all means." He was humoring her so she let him. So she decided to ask the one question she really wanted the answer too.

"Why am I really here? This place is so odd, nothing makes sense and yet I feel as if I'm supposed to be here."

"Because you are." He answered simply as if that particular answer would solve everything.

"Yes, but why?" He looked at her for a moment grabbing her attention with his eyes as he looked at her, really looked at her. He leaned forward slightly as he asked his own question.

"Do you really not know what you are?"

A/N Thank you thankyou thank you for all that have reviewed and read. I really enjoy hearing from everyone. It truly makes my day. So they have meant but she still doesn't know who she is but I swear its coming and yes she will act accordingly. I look forward to hearing from you!