Disclaimer: I still have nothing to with Star Wars. *cry*.
Chapter Two: Back on the Ship
Grey eyes searched mine urgently. Who was this? Where did he come from? Everyone was dead. Grey-Eyes touched my forehead. Everything came rushing back to me. I'd been shot. There were no medics. I was going to die.
"What is your name?" asked Grey-Eyes.
"It's Abryn," Jacen snapped at him. "Who are you?"
Grey-Eyes turned his cool gaze on him. "I asked her for a reason," he tells Jacen, his voice like snow melting icicles. "If you want her to die, by all means, continue to interrupt me. If you want her to live, you'd better protect us."
Jacen glared, but turned away.
Grey-Eyes turned his attention back to me. "Just lie still," he said. "Tell me about your home." He pressed one hand to my forehead, the other to my wound.
I told him. I told him everything I could remember of Ferrerre ,although I had left when I was very young. As I talked, I was vaguely aware of the pain fading away. I sighed in relief and fell silent, looking up into his deep, mysterious eyes, which were half closed in concentration. I could tell he was deeply in tune with the Force.
Finally he lifted his hands from my heart. He opened his mouth to speak to me, but the sound of Luke Skywalker's ship landing drowned out his words. As the dust settled, Master Skywalker poked his head out of the hatchway. "Let's go!" he cried.
Jacen and Jaina raced for the ship, Tenel close behind. I stood and yanked Grey-Eyes up with me. "Hurry!" I yelled. He hesitated. "Do you want to die?"
He blinked, and we ran, me half carrying him along. We reached the hatchway and jumped in, collapsing on the floor as the ship began to rise.
We lay there, panting. "Are you hurt, Grey-Eyes?" I asked him. He opened one eye and looked at me.
"Not hurt, just...drained," he replied softly. I reached out with the Force, thinking to let him borrow some of my strength. Suddenly I felt exhausted and realized my reserves weren't as deep as I'd thought. I sighed and stood slowly, helping him up.
The door slid up with a "whoosh," revealing Master Luke Skywalker, his piercing blue eyes watching me with concern.
"Are you all right, Abryn?" he asked me.
I nodded. "Yes, Master Skywalker. He--" I pointed to Grey-Eyes, "--helped me. I'd be dead if he hadn't been there..."
Master Skywalker shifted his gaze to Grey-Eyes, who bowed deeply, his fist to his heart, at the sudden attention.
The Jedi Master raised an eyebrow and studied Grey-Eyes intently. Grey-Eyes rose and met the blue gaze. I could feel Mast er Skywalker reaching out with the Force to search Grey- Eyes, but there was a deftly woven barrier strung out to block his probes. I could see surprise and respect in Skywalker's eyes. I was surprised too, I'd never seen anyone block Master Skywalker so quickly and so completely before.
The tension in the air was relieved by Master Skywalker's kind smile. "I am Luke Skywalker, welcome to my ship."
Grey-Eyes nodded in acknowledgment and respect. "Ryken Akesh. I appreciate your hospitality."
"Nothing less for you, you saved my favorite student." He reached out and ruffled my already tangled hair. I glared. I didn't need to look any messier than I felt. I glanced down at the crimson stain on my clothes and winced. Very messy.
Master Skywalker followed my eyes, but I couldn't read his expression when he saw the blood. He looked up again, backing out of the hatch. "You two should get some rest."
We followed him to a set of two bunks set across from each other. I climbed into the top right one and sighed in relief. Finally I could sleep! I thought of something important, and started to sit back up, but Master Skywalker put his hand over my eyes and complete and utter exhaustion overcame me as I fell back into a deep and dreamless sleep.
Chapter Two: Back on the Ship
Grey eyes searched mine urgently. Who was this? Where did he come from? Everyone was dead. Grey-Eyes touched my forehead. Everything came rushing back to me. I'd been shot. There were no medics. I was going to die.
"What is your name?" asked Grey-Eyes.
"It's Abryn," Jacen snapped at him. "Who are you?"
Grey-Eyes turned his cool gaze on him. "I asked her for a reason," he tells Jacen, his voice like snow melting icicles. "If you want her to die, by all means, continue to interrupt me. If you want her to live, you'd better protect us."
Jacen glared, but turned away.
Grey-Eyes turned his attention back to me. "Just lie still," he said. "Tell me about your home." He pressed one hand to my forehead, the other to my wound.
I told him. I told him everything I could remember of Ferrerre ,although I had left when I was very young. As I talked, I was vaguely aware of the pain fading away. I sighed in relief and fell silent, looking up into his deep, mysterious eyes, which were half closed in concentration. I could tell he was deeply in tune with the Force.
Finally he lifted his hands from my heart. He opened his mouth to speak to me, but the sound of Luke Skywalker's ship landing drowned out his words. As the dust settled, Master Skywalker poked his head out of the hatchway. "Let's go!" he cried.
Jacen and Jaina raced for the ship, Tenel close behind. I stood and yanked Grey-Eyes up with me. "Hurry!" I yelled. He hesitated. "Do you want to die?"
He blinked, and we ran, me half carrying him along. We reached the hatchway and jumped in, collapsing on the floor as the ship began to rise.
We lay there, panting. "Are you hurt, Grey-Eyes?" I asked him. He opened one eye and looked at me.
"Not hurt, just...drained," he replied softly. I reached out with the Force, thinking to let him borrow some of my strength. Suddenly I felt exhausted and realized my reserves weren't as deep as I'd thought. I sighed and stood slowly, helping him up.
The door slid up with a "whoosh," revealing Master Luke Skywalker, his piercing blue eyes watching me with concern.
"Are you all right, Abryn?" he asked me.
I nodded. "Yes, Master Skywalker. He--" I pointed to Grey-Eyes, "--helped me. I'd be dead if he hadn't been there..."
Master Skywalker shifted his gaze to Grey-Eyes, who bowed deeply, his fist to his heart, at the sudden attention.
The Jedi Master raised an eyebrow and studied Grey-Eyes intently. Grey-Eyes rose and met the blue gaze. I could feel Mast er Skywalker reaching out with the Force to search Grey- Eyes, but there was a deftly woven barrier strung out to block his probes. I could see surprise and respect in Skywalker's eyes. I was surprised too, I'd never seen anyone block Master Skywalker so quickly and so completely before.
The tension in the air was relieved by Master Skywalker's kind smile. "I am Luke Skywalker, welcome to my ship."
Grey-Eyes nodded in acknowledgment and respect. "Ryken Akesh. I appreciate your hospitality."
"Nothing less for you, you saved my favorite student." He reached out and ruffled my already tangled hair. I glared. I didn't need to look any messier than I felt. I glanced down at the crimson stain on my clothes and winced. Very messy.
Master Skywalker followed my eyes, but I couldn't read his expression when he saw the blood. He looked up again, backing out of the hatch. "You two should get some rest."
We followed him to a set of two bunks set across from each other. I climbed into the top right one and sighed in relief. Finally I could sleep! I thought of something important, and started to sit back up, but Master Skywalker put his hand over my eyes and complete and utter exhaustion overcame me as I fell back into a deep and dreamless sleep.