A Simple Life
Chapter 2
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Smoke rose from the burned remains of tank bodies lay strewn from were the antitank round had hit. This was the Mandalorian wars of Dxun a man screamed as a sniper picked him off. The Exile looked up. Across the small clearing Mandalorians were charging in waves. He activated his lightsaber and waited. Beside him soldiers opened fire, men screamed as the blaster fire cut them down. His opponent parried his thrust and slashed the Exile merely killed him with the force. He turned and saw a Mandalorian with his blaster point blank range into his chest.
His eyes flew open he was looking at the ceiling of the Ebon Hawks medbay. He squinted against the light. He tried to move his leg but as soon as he did it felt like a bothan stunner had been inserted into him. Not a pleasant feeling at all.
"Stay still." Visas's voice was at the other end of the medbay. "How long have I been out." He grimaced as his leg shifted a bit. "A couple days." There was a note in her beautiful voice that narrowed his eyes. He pulled him self up to a sitting position. "What is wrong?"
"You ran." Visas's voice had a slight edge to it. "You left the person you claim to love waiting. You have no right to do that." She was now looking at him. "You will not die before me. I have not risked my life to save you to see you die in some futile attempt." Her tone was hard and cold. Something he had never heard from her.
"I had to. I will do what I must to keep you and the others safe. Especially you." Anger began to rise in him. He blew out a breath. There is no anger there is peace. Ironic in the sense he was not a Jedi. If he was anything he was closer to a Sith.
"Promise me you won't do that again." "What." "Promise me you will not run like that again. Please." He voice was pleading and tears were beginning to leak out from under the veil. The Exile squirmed inwardly. He didn't want to but he couldn't stand seeing Visas cry.
"Alright. Alright" The crying vanished instantly. "Glad to hear it." Mouth agape the Exile watched her get some medical supplies from the cabinet nearby. She had been faking it! "Mira has been showing me some things." There was a stain of red on her cheek. "One of them is how week men are to a woman's tears." If the Exile had not been on the borders of shock he would've been mad. As it was he felt like laughing.
"Visas I think I might have liked it more when you would jump when I said hop." His tone indicated it wasn't true. A smile cracked at the corner of her lips. "Don't I always?"
She abruptly turned and sat on him carefully so it didn't hurt him. Leaning her head against his chest she murmured into it.
"You have nothing to fear love I will always be here." The Exile paused the put his arms around her and drew her close. A deep sigh escaped her as she made herself comfortable against his broad chest. He rocked her as she fell asleep. Alone he listened to her breathing. It pained him to know Kriea was right. He would have to leave her. It was all very well to talk about something like that but faced with the reality of being without the women in his arms was terrible beyond imagining. In retrospect she had always been there. To block the blaster shoot to heal him how he did without her he did not know. He hugged her closer and rested his chin on her veiled head. Sleep eventually claimed him and they lay their happiness etched on the two faces.