* Tracing her Trust *
"Jacen? Master Luke said you were in your rooms. I need to talk to you. Jacen?" Tahiri called out into the darkness of the room, but no response came back. Stepping into the unlit quarters, she allowed the door to swish shut. She had been trying to find Jacen all day to talk with him, but every chance she thought she had found, one of them had been pulled away for some duty or another. "Jacen are you in here?" this time her voice seemed smaller, even to her.
"Do you trust me?" The words caught her off guard, and seemed to be coming from every direction around her. She couldn't tell where, but she didn't know who was speaking.
"Jacen? What's wrong?"
"It's a simple question… do you trust me?"
Feeling very confused and unsure by what he was asking of her, she told him he honest blunt truth. "Yeah, of course I do. It's just trusting my heart and head that's the problem."
"Then don't use them." It had happened so quick, so unexpectedly. She suddenly felt his arms wrap around her body from behind her. He felt so warm. "You're thinking to much… listen to the Force, and you're soul."
"Jacen, I have s—"
"Do you trust me or not." His voice was serious and almost intimidating.
Leaning back in his embrace she nodded and let the Force flow through her body. It rushed into her soul like a cool waterfall. Vibrate life swirled around and throughout her body. It felt like someone had taken away all the burdens that weighted so heavily on her shoulders.
Suddenly the peaceful bliss was cut off by a vision. She saw a woman, herself, crying in Jacen's arms, but before she could question why, the image disappeared.
Her eyes flew open. The lights had been turned up a little now. Slowly she turned to face Jacen. For the first time she couldn't feel Anakin on the ship. Panic alarmed her. "Jacen where…" but before she could get the words out, his lips landed on hers.
"Jacen? Master Luke said you were in your rooms. I need to talk to you. Jacen?" Tahiri called out into the darkness of the room, but no response came back. Stepping into the unlit quarters, she allowed the door to swish shut. She had been trying to find Jacen all day to talk with him, but every chance she thought she had found, one of them had been pulled away for some duty or another. "Jacen are you in here?" this time her voice seemed smaller, even to her.
"Do you trust me?" The words caught her off guard, and seemed to be coming from every direction around her. She couldn't tell where, but she didn't know who was speaking.
"Jacen? What's wrong?"
"It's a simple question… do you trust me?"
Feeling very confused and unsure by what he was asking of her, she told him he honest blunt truth. "Yeah, of course I do. It's just trusting my heart and head that's the problem."
"Then don't use them." It had happened so quick, so unexpectedly. She suddenly felt his arms wrap around her body from behind her. He felt so warm. "You're thinking to much… listen to the Force, and you're soul."
"Jacen, I have s—"
"Do you trust me or not." His voice was serious and almost intimidating.
Leaning back in his embrace she nodded and let the Force flow through her body. It rushed into her soul like a cool waterfall. Vibrate life swirled around and throughout her body. It felt like someone had taken away all the burdens that weighted so heavily on her shoulders.
Suddenly the peaceful bliss was cut off by a vision. She saw a woman, herself, crying in Jacen's arms, but before she could question why, the image disappeared.
Her eyes flew open. The lights had been turned up a little now. Slowly she turned to face Jacen. For the first time she couldn't feel Anakin on the ship. Panic alarmed her. "Jacen where…" but before she could get the words out, his lips landed on hers.