"Revan?" Carth whispered, "Please answer me gorgeous."
"Mhmm," Revan sighed.
Carth's face lit up with joy and he kissed her cheek. Revan smiled faintly and move her face in his direction.
"She going to be ok!" he grinned, looking at everyone in the room.
Master Vandar stood nearby, slightly shocked, nothing they had been taught could have explained what just happened. Carth had somehow sensed the Jedi were loosing the battle with Revan's mind, he felt her dying. He had shoved past several Jedi to get to her side and whispered to her. His mind struggled with the attempt to reach her, and then, all in one instant he felt her thoughts dancing in his mind. He touched her then, and felt the socked response. The Jedi are forbidden to love, yet love was the only thing that have saved Revan. Twice now love had saved her, what were they to think.
"I will leave you now, we must discuss this matter more in private," Vandar calmly mention.
The Jedi walked out of the medical bay, exchanging slightly shock expressions at each other.
"I am glad she's doing better Carth, but don't get too excited yet, she's got a long way to go." Bastila mentioned on her way out.
"Thanks, for being here," he smiled at her.
Doctors huddled around Revan, checking her vitals and smiling at each other. One doctor inspected the terrible wounds to her right side. The bleeding was slowing down, "Thank goodness," he thought.
"I think she's over the worst of it, but Revan still has a long way to go," Doctor Mirria mentioned to Carth smiling warmly, "We will have nurses keeping an eye on her and if you need anything feel free to ask." Carth thanked her and continued to hold Revan's hand fondly.
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It was two hours later that Carth wondered down to the mess hall, he needed to get something to eat but didn't want to stay away from her long. Sitting down at a bench he stared at the food in front of him.
"Mind if I join you?" a familiar voice asked.
"Sure, have a seat," Carth said, motioning a hand.
Jolee sat down next to Carth and they sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Something wrong with your food?" Jolee asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What? Noo nothings wrong with it…" Carth mumbled.
"Oh? Well something's wrong, since your staring at it like it's going to jump up and hop away…" Jolee commented.
"Hehehe, you are not going to leave me alone until I tell you what's on my mind, are you?" Carth chuckled, looking at Jolee.
"Nope," Jolee smirked, "I'm old and I've been around, and maybe, just maybe I might have some advice for you."
"Ok, I'll spit it out," he said, scanning the busy mess hall.
"Somehow I managed to touch Revan's mind, and not just a glimpse, I saw a lot of what she was feeling… and what the poison, the darkness of that creature was doing to her… it was frightening. " He sighed.
Jolee raised an eyebrow, "Well, that's very interesting, no wonder the Masters looked like they had seen a ghost on there way out. Hmm, I wonder if it is possible… anyway go on."
"I felt her despair in life and such a great fear… Damn it," He hit his fist on the table, "I hate what the council did to her, what they are doing… I just fear that they WILL take her away, and I just can't bare it, especially after what I saw… still am seeing." Carth's voice broke off.
"Well, it seems the answer is simple then," Jolee smiled.
"What? What are you talking about old man?" Carth said with slight exacerbation.
Jolee chuckled, "It's pretty obvious, Don't let them take her away."
"I don't think it's going to be that simple, but I suppose you are right. First things first, we've got to get Revan better." Carth sighed, starting to stand up.
"Not so fast, there is something I want you to answer for me." Jolee said, motioning a hand for Carth to be seated.
"Oh?" Carth asked, raising an eyebrow.
Jolee folded his arms and stared at Carth critically, "How did you touch her mind?"
"What? What kind of a question is that, like I would know," Carth said.
"Oh? Don't you," Jolee commented, raising an eyebrow.
Carth scratched his neck, "I don't know, I'm not force sensitive… but I felt how much she loved me…" he smiled fondly.
"Ahha!" Jolee smirked, "See, you do know. You love her so much and she feels the same. Also Revan is extremely sensitive to the Force…. Hmmmm it makes sense," Jolee commented thoughtfully, "Very interesting… maybe you two are forming some kind of Force bond…" he mumbled thoughtfully.
"Maybe…" Carth commented, "I hope so…" he thought wistfully.
"Well, you'd better get back to Revan," Jolee smirked.
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Bastila wandered down the corridors in the Liberty. She was heading to her temporary quarters, the captain of the medical ship had fixed her and her companions with accommodations so they could be close by and keep an eye on Revan. She was looking down the hall, observing some of the crew members briskly walk by. She sighed regretting for not helping the council in their effort to save Revan.
"It was for the bes,"t she mussed, "still too soon…for me to completely move on from the darkness that taints my heart." She had a long way to go and she knew it. "I suppose the masters will try to retrain me…help me cope with all of this."
Bastila frowned, one thing she had learned from all that had happened with the Star Forge, Malak… herself was that things are never as they appear, and she was going to be much more careful in the future… she never wanted to trail down the dark path again.
CHIRP! "What in the world was that," Bastila thought, turning around a corner to the quarters.
"Get back here!" yelled someone.
A little, whitish gizka came hoping down the hallway with Mission hot on it's tail. Bastila suppressed an amused smile. Zaalbar came running from another corner and scoped up the little gizka.
"You have got to be more careful with him," growled Zaalbar, handing Hoppy to Mission. "If someone found out you snuck him aboard…"
"What is he doing here?" Bastila asked trying to suppress a smile. "Just like Mission, the little blue scoundrel."
"Ahhh," Mission stammered, "Please don't tell anyone I brought him… I just thought he might cheer up Revan." She smiled.
"You little scoundrel, how did you get aboard?" Bastila said.
"Canderious flew the Ebon Hawk up here and docked with the Liberty," Mission smirked. "At least she didn't call me a kid…" thought Mission.
"Hmm, very well I won't tell anyone, but you better keep him out of sight," Bastila sighed.
"Of course," Mission said, while hanging onto the struggling gizka. Suddenly Mission's expression changed to sadness, "How's Revan?"
"Better, better than expected," Bastila commented.
"Come on Zaalbar, we better get back to the ship, then." Mission said, "and hide you." Mission looked at the tiny gizka.
Bastila watched them walked off and then proceeded to her courtiers. Another thought drifted into her mind… "Maybe if Revan could fight off the darkness several times…maybe there's hope for me."
"Yes, Bastila, sister…there is always hope…" Revan's mind answered her.