A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! Just wasn't feeling inspired to write. Oh, and there is a reason that the crew isn't acting like their normal selves. Want to know what that is? Sorry...you'll just have to read and wait...hehehe(I'm evil)

Chapter 4

I sat on my bunk quietly, trying to find my center. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes. I could feel the Force wash over me and around me like a blanket. I had always been able to access the Force on command once I had reestablished my connection to it. But for some reason, I couldn't access it as easily right now. My mind was on overload and there was a small disturbance in the Force. Small, almost microscopic, but I could feel it. It was like a small tingling feeling on the back of my neck. I couldn't place it but it was steadily growing larger.

I coninued to sit there, trying to find the source of the disturbance...until there was a light knock on the door. I chose to ignore it for now. Hopefully whomever was knocking would get the hint and leave me alone. Two more knocks, louder then the first. I sighed and got up nearly tripping over my stack of clothes piled at the end of my bunk. I really need to take care of that.

I opened the door to find the last person that I wanted to see right now. "Atton, what do you want?"

"We really need to talk, Oriah." Atton said honestly.

For some reason, I felt inclined to let him in. Whatever it was...it sure was bothering him. "Come, let's meditate."

"I don't wanna meditate, Oriah. I want to talk." He said as he sat on the floor next to me anyway.

"Alright, then talk. I'll listen." I said as I crossed my legs in the usual meditative position.

"Well, I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time. I just haven't had the chance..." He looked away nervously.

"Something wrong?" I asked. He looked a little pale. I wonder if he's sick.

"Um...I...well, I..." Atton studdered.

"Spit it out, Atton. Are you sick?" The man was starting to get on my nerves.

"No, I'm fine."

I decided to mess with him a little bit. It couldn't hurt. "Oh, I know you're fine, Atton. I asked if you were sick." I shot him my most charming smile.

He looked startled for a second. "I did not just hear what I thought I heard."

This was actually pretty fun. Time to really screw with his mind. "Oh you did, Atton. I think you're a lot better than just fine. I think you're downright sexy."

I couldn't tell if he thought I was joking or being serious but he decided to take advantage of it. "Really? Because I was thinking the same thing about you."

I laughed out loud to that statement. "Ok, Atton, that's enough. I was just kidding."

He leaned close to me. Too close. Alarms started going off in my head. Screaming for me to pull back. But I ignored them. "Well, that makes one of us. Because I was serious."

The next few seconds happened so fast that I almost didn't register what was happening. Suddenly his lips were on mine and I was sitting on his lap. I couldn't get enough of him. I kissed him more fervently than before. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and I ran my fingers through his unruly hair. What am I doing? We're jedi! This is so wrong...but if feels so damn right!

I don't know how far we would've gone if there hadn't been an urgent knock on the door. We pulled sprang apart quickly. I smoothed down my robe and stood up. Atton ran his hand through his hair and managed to make it look decent.

"If that's blondy...he sure gonna be in for it..." Atton mumbled under his breath.

"Oriah?" Mical's voice asked from the other side of the door. I looked to Atton who had pulled his lightsaber from his belt. I quickly grabbed and sqeezed his hand. There would be no more bloodshed. Especially on my ship.

"Yes? " I answered sweetly.

"Um, I need your advice on something." He said softly.

"I'll be there in a moment." I heard his footsteps as he walked away. I turned back to Atton and kissed him one last time on the lips. "I'll be back."

"You better." He said as he walked out and towards the cockpit.

I hesitantly followed after Mical. That boy had impeccable timing. After a few hours of meditating and lightsaber practice, I decided to head back to the cockpit and see if I could find Atton. But luck was not on my side and I ran into Mira instead. She grabbed my arm and ushered me back to the main hold.

"Hey, can we talk?"

I was tempted to say 'no, go space yourself' but I held my tongue. "Sure, what is it?"

"My lightsaber seems to have some faulty...um, wiring or something." She said as she took it out.

"You want me to look at it, I take it?" She nodded.

"Yup. I'd have Bao do it but he's busy."

I sighed. "Alright then...let's see what's wrong."

A few more hours later...damn lightsaber...and I decided to try once again to find Atton. He's probably wondering where in the Force I am. But...yet again...luck seemed to really not like me today. Bao rushed around the corner and motioned for me to come over there. At that point I almost was ready to start cursing.

"What is it now?" I said irritated.

He looked down. "Oh, nothing. If you don't want to talk about it than we'll let it drop."

Dammit. I hate it when he does that. "No, it's ok. What do you need?" I said patiently.

"Well, let me show you. See this wire and the corresponding one next to it? Well they connect to the main computer and in turn that connects to..."

I never ever want to see another ship's wiring ever again. I don't know how long I spent with Bao. But it was much too long. I finally gave up looking for Atton and headed back to my bunk. All the way there I couldn't help but feel like someone or something was watching me...

It's probably just my imagination...

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