A/N: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated I a while, I've been juggling school, track, an art show, the act, and this 3-week acting program I managed to get into for the summer. Thanks for your reviews! I love you guys!! Oh! And I'm not sure what Carth Onasi's wife's name is- I think I'm going to stick with Morgana-everybody else is using that one, I might as well jump on that train.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars- I wish I did….

-Out of the Darkness-

Chapter 9: Failing to Remember

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Carth

            I had walked to my wife's grave, the path was older than it had been all those years ago, but it was less worn.  I was going there as a sort of memorial, I guess, in all honesty, I didn't really know why I was going.  The white stone marker caught the sun's light, and the grassy earth was scattered with tiny white flowers.  I stood there for what seemed like hours, looking down at her grave, wondering what I was going to do, wondering why I was even there, when finally, I just started talking.  Funny how people are so willing to talk to ears that can no longer hear them.

            "It's been a while, hasn't it Morgana? I can't remember exactly how long it's been since the last time-those days are a hazy blur.  I've had a wild few months, that's for sure.  It all started on the Endar Spire-I'm still in the republic fleet, you know, it was all I could do to stop thinking about everything that had happened.  But we were stationed near Taris, when the Sith fleet attacked! Most a the crew died on that ship-I was waiting by the escape pods for the last survivor-a new recruit that had just come on board the ship.  We ended up on the last escape pod to Taris-little did I know what the future would hold…"

            I continued to stand there, relating the entire experience to her, telling her every detail of our adventure.  I told her about Revan, and how she seemed to pick up people's lives, dust them off, fill in all the holes, and make them better than they were before.  How she helped anyone in need-anyone she ran into.

            "Revan is an amazing woman, Morgana.  When she's around, I feel…I feel as if I am alive again…I died that day when you breathed your last breath, the only difference is that my body kept going.  This woman, Revan, when I'm around her, I feel alive again.  She's turned me into a different person, she's given me a new meaning…I had to come here when we stopped, I had to tell you everything…I have to go now, I'm meeting with Dustil in the cantina."

            I turned away, and walked off.  I kept walking until I had reached my speeder, and I rode off to the cantina.  It was a local cantina, one that was owned by an old friend I had gone to school with when I was a boy.  It had been rebuilt after the Sith had bombed the planet.

            I strode thought the doors, and looked around.  It was dimly lit, and a band was playing in a corner in the rear.  I spotted Dustil in the back, listening to the band play.  I joined us, and ordered a couple of drinks. We sat there, as the band played for a few hours, catching up.

            "Don't you have someplace to be, Father?"

            "No, why would you ask that?"

            "It's just that that Revan woman you travel with seems like a very busy woman-that's all."

            I can't help but smile.  "Yeah, Dustil, she's great-wait 'till you meet the rest of the crew, you'll love being on the Hawk. 

            "It's not the crew I'm worried about, Father, its Revan-what is she to you?"

            I sighed. "What does she want with me? Well, nothing but a friend and a captain-for now."

            Dustil smiled. "You're in love with her aren't you?"

            I laughed. "Is it that obvious?"

            "Father, with you, everything is obvious, you have never been one to mask your emotions." Dustil said sarcastically. We continued to talk for an hour.

            "So lemme get this strait-a Wookie, a Twi'lek, two Jedi, a Madalorian, a homicidal droid, a security droid, and you? And you haven't killed each other yet?"

            "Nope"

            "Then Revan's reputation is true-it'd have to be, to keep a crew like that…"

            But Dustil was cut off by a loud roar coming from outside the cantina, almost as if a parade was passing by.  Some men were entering in drones, either cheering or arguing about bets.

            "What's going on Dustil?"

            "Don't you know? Big swoop bike race- I was wanting to watch, but we were talking so…"

            I froze in my chair. I didn't. No, I couldn't have. Oh, god, I did.

            "Damn it, she's going to kill me," I yelled, slamming my mug into the table, and rushed with Dustil off to the Ebon Hawk.