Carth had just finished loading everything up on the new ship, now dubbed, The Rubicon, by Revan. Carth had no idea what the meaning was behind the name but made a mental note to check into it as soon as they were settled.

Revan had been pretty adamant about naming the vessel and he had obliged. It all seemed petty to him at this point, which actually surprised him, considering he was a trained pilot and understood the deeper meaning in naming ones ship. Actually, none of his former training, commitment to the Republic or things he once held sacred seemed to hold much meaning anymore.

He was in the middle of making small talk with the merchant before their final departure. He had just said something amusing and was enjoying the laughter he had managed from the otherwise stoic man, when suddenly everything, or more accurately, everyone, went still. He turned his head, seeing Revan smoothing her black robes. He was still frowning as she replied, "They won't be held in limbo for long, we better get moving," as she moved up the boarding ramp.

He quickly followed, glad that her back was to him, since he knew his irritation was plainly displayed. When they entered the central room she paused and turned to him as if she wanted to say something. Carth continued moving towards the cockpit, figuring they could talk on the way. And he wanted the first words, "You know the dangers of using force powers, you need to stop acting so reckless or this mission is doomed to fail."

Revan followed behind him, once again dismayed at his disapproval. "And you need to realize I am doing this all for the mission! Do you think they were going to just let us leave? I bought us time! Once again you should be grateful. And if you hadn't stopped me earlier, I wouldn't have had to use my force powers!"

He stopped dead in his tracks, speaking as her body crashed into his from his sudden halt. His hands gripped her arms, steadying her. "Listen to yourself Revan. Do you actually believe this bantha crap you keep saying? Not to mention that you have such little faith in me that you didn't think I already had a plan. One that didn't include exposing you as a Jedi, once again! X-14 has been entering our destination codes while I made small talk. We would have been in hyperspace before they even sent off a shot if we would have had enough time. Force Revan!" His left hand moved away from her and he ran it through his hair before bringing it down the side of his face, pausing as a few of his fingers rested on his chin, his index finger still on his cheek.

She reached up, grabbing his hand and placing it against her chest, "I have faith in you, please have faith in me too. You are here" she pressed her hand against his, the one that she had placed on her chest, "in my heart." The way she looked up at him then made him melt. She looked so sincere, so much like the Revan he remembered when she had first confessed her love for him. Desire flowed through him as he looked into her open eyes. His hand moved off her chest, reaching up to cup the side of her face as he took the kiss that her full lips were begging for.

He gasped for air, "Revan, we have go." Her arms were gripping him tightly and she refused to let go, "The droid, let him finish…" she pushed him against the wall of the small corridor, running her hands down his chest as she looked up at him. The desire burning in her eyes was leaving him with a thirst he desperately wanted to quench. He mustered all the resolve he could, "Revan, if we don't leave now…"

"Shhhh" she held a finger to his lips, keeping him further silenced by a kiss as her hand moved seductively down his waist.

A low groan escaped his lips as he tried to break off the kiss. But his head was flat against the wall and she was kissing him with a desperation that sent waves of heat coursing through his body. He reached up, grabbing her head and pulling it just slightly away from his, her lips still brushed against his face while he took in a few breathes before speaking, "Rev, if we don't leave now we'll have some angry company boarding this ship in a few minutes."

"Exactly!" she replied, still pinning him against the smooth metallic wall. The sparkle in her eyes was unmistakable, "And then I can finish what I should have before." She grinned at him, giving him a look of pure hunger, "And then we can finish this."

In that one instant the burning desire he had been feeling was replaced with an ice cold knot in his gut, "YOU! You set me up." He ignored her wicked grin as their positions changed, Carth quickly moving to pin Revan against the wall as he had yelled to the droid, "X-14, secure the doors and get us the hell out of here, NOW!"

He was unsure of how much pressure to use to keep her there, "I won't let you do this Revan." He decided to see how much she fought to break away and instead just used a slightly forceful hold, relying on his body to serve as backup. He was left in total bewilderment when she collapsed in his arms, "Thank you Carth" she uttered before she rested her head on his chest.

He was tense, waiting for her next move, believing she was just doing this to break free from him. Instead she started crying, her whole body shuddering and he couldn't help but bring his arms around her in an embrace. Careful Onasi, she's already played you once.

Their bodies swayed in unison, still in an embrace, as the ship began its take off. After ten minutes they were still like that and Revan was still sobbing, but softly now, her body no longer shook from the sobs.

He had to admit he was a sucker for a girl crying, let alone Revan. She's real, this is the real Revan. She has nothing more to gain now. He so wanted to believe these thoughts but he was afraid to let his guard down. "I uh, I have to see how she's flying." He brought her face up to his, "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm sorry." She moved away from him and he used the opportunity to move towards the cockpit. He gave a final glance back at her and noticed the look of shock that appeared on her face as she looked down at what she was wearing.

Every instinct in his body told him to go back to her now but his damaged pride refused to allow him this luxury. As he continued his gait he wondered how much more of this he could take. Trust was paramount to him and Revan had continuously smacked him in the face, whether intentionally or not, and actually a little of both. He entered the cockpit wondering if this was the beginning of the end of their relationship.

A/N – Is anyone else following this story besides my three reviewers? Should I continue? Yes, I am begging for feedback. It really does keep a writer going. Is it worth me spending 5+ hours per day writing/thinking/drafting etc? Also… anyone willing to be a beta reader for me? Just drop me an email. I just am not getting enough feedback to know what is working and what is not. It's so frustrating. Okies, enough of my rant – til next time!