A/N

Hello my beloved readers! I'm going to immediately apologize for this wait. I've recently gone through drivers training and that's taken up tons of my time, and I just got a job, and we've just moved! I've been working hard on this chapter, however, because I don't want to give you a bunch of garbage. I want to give you high quality, well thought out content. That said, chapters take awhile for me to write. But you typically get more than 1k or 2k words, so there's a bonus. This chapter is actually ranged at 5K words! I've worked hard here and am already working on the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, because there's some interesting chemistry going on now between Kejia and Aurora. Enjoy the read:)

Aurora shifted. She had been sitting, screaming angrily for five minutes. No one heard her and chances were, no one would. Aurora blinked a few times to clear her head. She knew this was a chance to escape, and she would not let this opportunity slip through her fingers. Aurora assessed her surroundings, trying to find anything to undo her cuffs. There was nothing of use. She could get out, but it would be risky. It was a risk she had to take. Aurora gave a glance around and concluded it was safe. Shutting her eyes, Aurora made a connection with the force. Everything was blurry and unclear, but she pushed that aside and focused on the locking mechanism of the handcuffs, mentally picturing them unlocking. Nothing. Aurora opened her eyes and huffed. "C'mon, you can do this. Again." She muttered as she shut her eyes tight, and bit her lip in desperation. It was difficult, but she focused on the lock and the lock only. A click and the sound of metal hitting the floor broke the silence. Aurora let her arms drop immediately and the relief was immense. When Aurora opened her eyes, they were met with the glow of her hair. The interior of the shuttle illuminated by the light. Aurora exhaled in irritation. She hated it more and more. Aurora cradled her wrist in one hand and gently twisted them, loosening the cramped joints while waiting for the glow to die. When it did, she began to sit up. She felt a burst of energy from her rest on the voyage.

She had always been an extremely fast healer; it was her gift. But despite this, she wasn't fully healed by any means. She had to be careful—her arm still hurt, and her leg was in pain as well. Aurora's first destination was the door. She tried it a few times just to say she did. But Kejia was smart, and he had locked it. Aurora pried the control panel until she had accessed the inner controls. Her father had taught her a number on accessing secured equipment. And that she did. Not a minute had passed before Aurora succeeded, and the ramp descended open. Aurora gave a light grin in satisfaction. She then peaked out cautiously. She was alone, no one in the immediate area. Aurora slammed her hand on the panel and the ramp began to shut behind her. Then she took her chance and ran just as fast as she could without hurting her leg. She hadn't run this fast in a long time and it felt wonderful to be free.

oOo

Kejia knelt, bowing his head before the holoprojector as his master flicked into view. "My lord, we have run into some complications."

"Of what source?" Inquired Kylo Ren.

"The stronghold was attached. Without forces, I had no choice but to flee. I made it to the capital," informed Kejia.

Kylo tilted his head lightly. "And the girl?"

"Secure, my lord." Kejia's eyebrow twitched lightly.

"Excellent, Kejia Ren," continued Kylo. "You must bring her to me."

"My lord, our shuttle is in desperate need of repairs. Perhaps you could procure us a star destroyer?"

"Impossible. Our forces are preoccupied with the increased Resistance attacks. You will improvise. I pray you are up to the task?"

"Yes, master." Kejia swallowed his annoyance and accepted his master's words.

"Rendezvous at Starkiller base as soon as possible. Remain strong, Kejia Ren." The transmission ended with a flicker. Kejia rose out of his kneeled position without another word.

After gathering the hook transmitter, he turned around and made his way through the abandoned building he had taken refuge in, proceeding back to his shuttle. It wasn't an awfully long walk, just enough to give him a moment to think—which was too long in his opinion. He was looking forward to when this mission ended. He didn't want to deal with Aurora anymore. She wasn't an average prisoner. She was stubborn and persistent, and slightly irritating. And overlooking that, smug and confident and she craved his protection because she was afraid. Kejia shook his bedhead, and picked up his pace. The sooner he got back the better. What Kejia did know was that he had to travel with this girl for at least a few days. Keeping her close would be doable. But dealing with her was another thing. She would be extremely standoffish, and Kejia wasn't looking forward to dealing with that. He was also extremely concerned about his shuttle. He doubted it would make the trip, so he must find parts and repair it before they began their trip. But despite him not knowing, those were the least of his worries at the moment. He rounded the corner, coming the shuttle bay where his ship was docked. Everything was completely silent, and he knew then something was wrong. Everything appeared the same as he had left it from the outside. He entered the security code, and the ramp began to open. As soon as it was low enough, he stepped in. His suspicion was confirmed when he saw the empty cuffs lying on the floor. Kejia stomped his foot and grumbled in irritation. She couldn't have gotten away on her own, could she? She was to week, or so he thought. She was too strong-willed for her own good, and if his master got what he wanted he'd better watch out. Kejia had to figure out where she had gone. He knew she would get as far away as possible, so she would try to find a ship or a pilot. The main docking bays were too obvious. Where was another source of pilots? The Cantina. It was his best bet.

oOo

Aurora stepped through the threshold into the cantina. She nearly coughed when the smoke and stench hit her lungs. She slowly made her way over to a bar stool and sat upon it. She took a small moment to glance around the room. There were numberless beings everywhere, talking, eating, drinking.

"Hey lady!" Someone shouted behind her.

Aurora swiveled about on her chair to face the bartender. "What do you do want?" He asked.

"Oh...uh," Aurora stuttered.

The impatient bartender lifted his fading brows and dropped them with a dramatic blink. "Correlian brandy is the special."

Aurora blinked. "Uh, no thanks. I don't want anything."

The bartender shook his head. "Then why the kriff did you come in here?"

Aurora's eyes lit up a tad. "I need a pilot off world. Can you help me?"

The man nodded towards a group of men at a table nearby. "The Rodian, best pilot in the place."

"Thank you." Smiled Aurora. "Also... what planet are we on?" She asked with a nervous look.

The bartender raised his brows in shock. "Naboo...are you alright?"

Aurora nodded. "I'm fine. Thank you." Aurora stood and slowly made her way over the table. Her heart was beating much too fast, she could hear it in her ears. At the table was the said Rodian, a large human male, and a smaller one. Aurora approached the table, and at first, no one even noticed her. They were talking and drinking merrily. Aurora cleared her throat loudly, so as to get their attention. It worked. All three beings gave her angry glances until they saw her figure. "What can we do for you, lady?" The thin man asked.

"I need a pilot off-world, and I heard you were the one to ask," shared Aurora looking at the Rodian.

"Depends on what you pay." Snipped the thin man.

"I'm a good mechanic, I'll do some maintenance," told Aurora with an assertive look.

"Hm, maybe... not too sure..." muttered the large man. Aurora's stomach dropped when she felt his hand touch her back. Before Aurora even knew what she was doing, she punched him. The man went tumbling off the stool and hit the floor, making the room shake. The other two at the table leaped to their feet. Aurora held a battle ready stance.

"No!" Broke in the large man while he stumbled to his feet. "She's mine." His eyes held a devilish look in them. Aurora lifted her fists in self-defense. "Don't you ever touch me again," She hissed through gritted teeth.

The man grumbled and leaped at Aurora, she, however, acted quickly and kicked him in the knee. This made him angry as he stumbled to the floor. Aurora was about to run but the man grabbed her ankle. She held her balance and didn't fall. Instead, she stepped on the man's hand. He hollered and jumped to his feet quickly, taking a swing at Aurora's head. She barely missed it by dropping to a crouch. But this gave her attacker an open window. The man went to kick her, but Aurora was faster. She rolled to the right and twisted to stand—all in one smooth motion. Her leg was becoming sore from this movement but she pushed the pain aside and continued to defend herself. Aurora had to admit, this man was fast for being drunk. But just as she stood she found herself ducking again to miss the man's elbow as he whipped it around. Aurora jumped up as soon as his elbow was clear and kneed him in the gut. He slouched and coughed as Aurora stumbled back to run, but instead she fell onto a table. This left enough time for the man to get his bearings and grab Aurora by her hair. She cried out in agony as the man pulled her to the floor, leaving her sprawled on her back as he kept a firm hold on her long brown hair. Aurora, however, acted fast and took hold of the man's fists, digging her fingernails into his flesh. To her relief, the man grunted and let go. Aurora turned over and leaped to her feet once again acting fast as the man took another swing at her. She partied him with her arms. Aurora then realized that Felix had always gone easy on her during their sparring matches. Aurora got ahold of the man's sleeve and yanked with all her strength. Despite her efforts, this man was stronger than her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down with him. Aurora's cheek scraped the hard floors, skinning it slightly, and she grunted in pain as the muscles in her arm flared up. As soon as they were down, Aurora scampered to her feet and tried to run. But her adversary got ahold of her ankle once again and pulled her to the floor. This time he stood quickly to overtake her. But Aurora jumped up just as quickly and dodged another of his swings, responding by twirling about, kicking her adversaries knee. He stumbled, hollering in anger. Now he was becoming delusional. He jumped forward, kicking and punching at Aurora frantically. If she hadn't been busy dodging, Aurora would have noticed how clumsy and uncoordinated he was. But Aurora wasn't much better, she was becoming exhausted. She jumped and ducked, being forced in the defensive. She had always hated being in the defensive, she liked having control of her situation. But Aurora was stunned when the man landed an uncoordinated side punch to her nose. She could feel the blood start flowing out, but there was nothing she could do but swallow the pain and continue to defend herself. The man smiled in victory when he caught sight of Aurora's bloody chin. Aurora, on the other hand, was fuming angry now. This was her mistake. She began to act on her anger rather than her defense and she became distracted. She wasn't fast enough. The man landed a kick to Aurora's weak leg. She shrieked loudly so that some in the cantina flinched. She was in such pain now she wasn't fast enough to react before her attacker landed a hard punch to her gut. She gasped in agony. Her breath was knocked right out as she fell on her week and wobbly knees, gasping for air. Before Aurora even had a chance to open her eyes, her adversary grabbed ahold of her shirt collar, lifting her off the ground, and holding her in the air.

Aurora was disgusted with herself. She was trained in how to defend herself, and here she failed. The stamina booze gave people was fascinating.

"Your mine now, girl!" The man bellowed in victory. His crew assembled around him as the onlookers returned to their business.

"Let's move," one of his men murmured.

Aurora felt panic course through her stomach. She had one last option, and she was going to take it. Aurora concentrated and thrust out her hands, channeling the force through them.

Before she knew it, the Cantina was deadly silent. Her captor was across the room, lying between a few tables. Aurora lay sprawled out on the ground, her hair illuminating around her body. Aurora was sore and exhausted, but this was her opportunity. She scampered to her feet and ran for the doors. She could feel the entire stunned Cantina watching, and as she went, she heard the man yell at his men. "What are you doing? Go get her!"

Aurora felt her stomach drop. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins and her heart was beating in her ear. Aurora nearly ran into several pedestrians. She could barely see due to dizziness, and she wasn't making much ground. She was so close to dropping from exhaustion. She didn't know where she was going, but what she did know is that she had to get away from there. Aurora suddenly felt the hard weight of a being as she accidentally ran straight into him, falling in the process. But the being grabbed hold of her arms and helped her up, keeping her steady enough to stand. "I'm sorry!" She cried without even looking. She went to start running again, but the being tightened his grip on her shoulders. Aurora held her breath and looked up quickly, where she found herself staring into Kejia's eyes. When Kejia saw Aurora's face his eyes widened and his brows drew together. Her nose and chin were covered in drying blood. "My god, what happened to you?" He exclaimed. Aurora couldn't even respond, for just at that moment the men came out of the Cantina in a riot. They swiveled their heads about looking for something. Kejia watched them for no more than a second before one man caught sight of Aurora. "There she is!" He yelled, and they started out after her.

"Time to go," declared Kejia bending slightly. Aurora's breath hitched when Kejia pulled her up bridle style. And as Kejia began to run down the alleys of the city, Aurora felt her cheeks heat up. Of all the situation for her to be in, this was by far one of the most awkward of her life. Aurora tried desperately to change her mind from the situation, but couldn't help but notice how familiar this was. Everything felt familiar. The way he ran, the way her head bumped against his chest as they ran down the streets. It was all déjà vu, only thing was, this was not Naar Shaada...

It took no more than a few minutes to reach the shuttle, and when they did, Kejia set Aurora down gently on the floor, where she slumped in exhaustion. She felt as fragile as a newborn baby, and it made her feel helpless.

"Hold on!" Commanded Kejia. Immediately after the words left his mouth, the shuttle jolted as it left the ground faster than it should've. The ship whirred and shuttered in the cloudy night sky. Aurora watched as Kejia desperately tried to keep his shuttle in the air. A loud spark and the scraping of metal made Aurora jump, and immediately afterward the shuttle began to slowly and steadily descend.

"Brace yourself, we're going down!" Hollered Kejia while he pulled the yoke against his abdomen with all his strength. True enough, Aurora felt her stomach flutter at the sudden dropping of the old shuttle as it fell through the sky with a light spin to it. It took no more than a few seconds before the ship jolted sharply and scraped along the ground before slowly screeching to a halt. Thanks to Kejia's landing skills, neither Aurora or Kejia were severely hurt, only Kejia got a scrape on his wrist against a sharp corner on the console in the motion. But Kejia didn't waste a moment to acknowledge this. Instead, he leaped up, grabbing the bag in the same motion. Aurora was startled when Kejia bent over and picked her up bridle style. As the man lifted Aurora up, she took a glance over his shoulder and noted the sparks as they flew from the panel, and the deep groaning sound coming from the engine. Kejia was faster than the oncoming fire though. As soon as Aurora was secure in his hold, he ran. They got no more than 300 feet when Kejia dropped to the ground and hunched over Aurora, holding their bag above his own head. And just in time, as an explosion made the ground shudder and shake. Aurora found herself clinging to Kejia's cloak as she squeezed her eyes shut. And as soon as it started, it ended. The explosion was gone and the fire that replaced it burnt in patchy areas.

Kejia slowly lifted his head, turning to see what was left of the shuttle. It was merely a sharp lump of metal now, useless. Kejia converted his attention to Aurora. The girl's eyes were wide. She too had been looking at the shuttle remains. He was close enough to see her clearly, and how her nose was covered in blood. The deep red that smeared her face brought out her piercing blue eyes that seemed to sparkle, sparkle like gems as the burning fire reflected itself in them with the help of the moon, as it shone down on them from the navy blue sky. Aurora turned to look at Kejia and swallowed a bit too hard. "Now what?" Her voice was no more than a faint whimper. She was scared.

"Now, we get out of here before anyone gets suspicious. And we get you cleaned up." Kejia took hold of Aurora's waist and helped her stand. "Can you walk?"

"I think so." She informed as she tested her foot. It hurt much to bad, but Aurora bit her lip to compensate. Kejia knew better though and helped her along by placing his arm around her waist snuggly. Aurora accepted and rested her arm on his shoulder. They made their way down various alleys and streets, stealing no more than a glance or two from passersby.

Kejia wasn't as disappointed as he could've been, for the shuttle had been a hindrance more so than it was actually worth. The only problem was that they were stuck here on this peachy little planet, with no way off. He was delayed once again, and how he hated being delayed, and not because of him, but because of his master. He just wanted to get this mission done with. But first thing was first–Aurora had done something to make her the number one target of the cantina low life, and hurt her leg again. She needed to be tended to. And it was extremely late— the trip to the capital had taken all day. Kejia happened to know of a small inn/cantina nearby that they could stay at for cheap. So, that's where they went. The two made it outside the building. It was unbearably old, but Kejia knew it'd be safe, and that's really what mattered at the moment. Kejia lead Aurora in, holding her arm to keep her close.

Aurora shivered when the cool outside breeze followed them in. Sadly, the interior of the cantina was not much better than the chilly outdoors. It was dark and dusky, and Aurora had to hold her breath to resist coughing. She was scared, honestly. Her legs began to feel weak when she walked. Cluelessness clutched her senses. Why exactly were they here?

Kejia lead Aurora up to the front counter, where a Hutt sat. He looked up indignantly, until his eyes caught Aurora.

Kejia slammed down some creds on the counter, pulling the Hutt's attention to him. "I'll take one room for the night." Stated Kejia in a tone Aurora hadn't heard before.

"How much for her?" Asked the Hutt, a suddenly interested tone in his voice, as he grabbed a key.

"She's not for sale," Snipped Kejia through gritted teeth. He snatched the key form the Hutt's hand, then smiled cooly. He then took hold of Aurora's arm and lead her upstairs. Aurora could feel the Hutt's eyes follow them until they were out of sight. They made their way up the stairs slowly, for Aurora felt week. She stumbled and nearly fell, but Kejia grabbed ahold of her with both hands, steadying her before she could fall. Carefully, they made their way upstairs, then to their designated room, without any conversation. Aurora's heart was beginning to pound, but no sooner than she realized this, she was given a shove into the room. Kejia locked the door behind them, double checking it was secure. Aurora turned around and gave a glance to the room. It was small, cold, and musty. Immediately to her right was a small fresher. There was one full sized bed, a small table, and a small chair that lay in the corner. Kejia tossed the bag on the chair and began to look through it. Turning to Aurora, who was standing and staring, he asked. "Would you like a shower?"

Aurora nodded eagerly.

"Do you have any nightclothes?"

"No—but I can wear what I have on." Stated Aurora quickly.

Kejia looked Aurora up and down with a skeptical look.

"No. You can't wear that, it's covered in blood."

Aurora looked down at her black shirt and pants. Sure enough, large areas of the shirt were blotched and crusty. Aurora looked up, trying to think of a valid reason she could wear her shirt, but Kejia was holding out a bundle. "You can wear this, it's clean."

Aurora took the bundle hesitantly, then held it up. "Your shirt?" It was meant to be oversized on him, Aurora knew she'd practically swim in it. Aurora mumbled thanks then turned to go, but Kejia stopped her. "Wait, you may need these too."

Aurora turned around and gasped sharply. There he was, holding up a pair of her underwear with a devilish grin on his face. Aurora snatched them out of Kejia's hand quickly, and she knew her cheeks were beginning to flush as she gaped at him, horrified. Kejia chuckled lightheartedly, but stopped when he noticed the limp in Aurora's step as she stumbled to the 'fresher. "Wait! Are you sure you're capable? I can help you undress if you can't."

Aurora whipped around and glared hard at him. She could physically feel her cheeks heating up—she was sure they were beet red. She turned around quickly and slipped into the 'fresher, shutting the door quickly behind her. Kejia chuckled as he continued to organize the contents of the bag.

Aurora couldn't begin to describe how wonderful a shower felt. The water stripped away the grit and grime from the pasts recent events. With a washcloth, Aurora gently washed away the dried blood off her nose. It wasn't broken in the least; only cut. She felt cleaner than she ever had felt. As Aurora dried her hair thoroughly, she stared at her own reflection. She could've sworn she lost weight since she left home—but no wonder. She had been through more in the last few days than she'd ever been through on a normal day at home; by far. The girl dressed slowly; underclothes then stretch pants. She held Kejia's shirt in her slender arms, staring at it with indignation. It was awfully soft, however, Aurora had to admit. And it was long, too. Aurora has always liked a long shirt. She hesitantly put on the shirt, and tied the build it sash around her waist as it was meant to go. Aurora had to admit, this shirt was much more comfortable than hers. The young girl gathered her nerves and exited the 'fresher, entering the cold room. Kejia was sitting there; tinkering with his lightsaber. He was wearing a shirt similar, but definably different, to Aurora's. He spared a quick glance at Aurora but didn't look away for several moments. It made her a bit nervous, so she looked down upon herself self consciously. The shirt she donned was a black the color of Kejia's hair. It had a v neckline that tracked down to Aurora's mid-chest. There was a built-in fabric belt around the waist which brought out her figure. Aurora's black leggings went well with the top—clinging to her legs snuggly. Kejia turned his head away and put away his lightsaber while Aurora made her way to the bed. Then, to Aurora's dismay, she realized there was only one bed, and two of them. She stood at the end of the bed staring at it dumbly while Kejia stepped up beside her. It seemed as though he had realized this situation the moment they came in, because he looked at Aurora and she swore she saw a sparkle in his eyes when he grinned at her. Aurora, however, was emanating pure distrust and honest horror.

"Well–" Kejia broke the silence, making Aurora look at him. "–I'm not sleeping on the floor. And I'm kriffin' sure you won't either; being a girl." He wrinkled his nose at the last word.

Aurora glared–oh she glared. "Well, I-"

"We'll share." Interrupted Kejia smartly and quickly. He strolled over to the bed and jumped in one side.

Aurora was startled. "What? Ew, no! I don't just sleep with random strangers—especially you!" Aurora folded her arms and lifted her small chin high with an unmovable stance.

"Suit yourself, chicky. There's a chair over there, or the cold floor if you prefer." Kejia smiled smugly as he lay there, eyes closed, hands behind his head.

The room was filled with a fiery silence. Kejia, calmly in bed. And Aurora, tapping her foot angrily at the end of it. Finally, Aurora stomped her foot hard with an exasperated huff. She slipped over to the opposite side of the bed and lay hands down hard in fists to lean on. Kejia opened his eyes and looked at Aurora curiously. "Listen here; the only reason I'm sharing is that the circumstances are unavoidable. If you touch me in any way, shape, or form, I will know; and I will fight you so bad you'll regret everything. Got it?" She snapped.

"Yeah yeah; don't get your panties in a twist. I won't hurt you." Assured Kejia calmly from the bed. He shut his eyes softly again. Her threats to him were like a tooka kitten swinging its little claws about, thinking it was intimidating.

"I mean it." Aurora's words came out harsh and threatening. She climbed into the bed; the mattress sunk slightly at her weight. She turned, so her back was to Kejia. After a moment of quiet, Kejia lifted his hand, and with a flick of his wrist he turned out the lights using the force. The room was left horribly quiet, only the sound of the late night wanders out of doors were to be heard. Aurora did have a place to sleep, really, she should've been contented. But the person she shared this space with made her uncomfortable. But Aurora didn't have a moment more to dwell on that. Exhaustion overtook her, as the hum of the city lulled her to sleep.

oOo

There she was again, in that dark room. The glass-like walls so silky smooth they seemed to reflect everything within its view. It was cold—terribly cold. Aurora startled when a dark figure stepped before her, seemingly out of nowhere. He was like a blur, Aurora couldn't make out one detail. But she did see him reaching for his belt. He pulled out a blood red saber faster than Aurora could blink, and now he was coming towards her at an alarming rate. Aurora reached frantically for her own lightsaber, but, to her utter despair, she found her belt empty. When she saw she was helpless, she began to stumble backward, feeling quite trapped and afraid. And oh how confused she was! With every step Aurora took back, the man came a step closer. Aurora inhaled sharply when her back hit the cold wall. The man held his saber high above his head, ready to strike Aurora dead. She was sure he would, too. Aurora couldn't do a thing; she felt frozen stiff in fear. But right as the man went to swing, another figure jumped between her and this shadow. Their red sabers clashed and sparked, filling the room with a deathly red glow. Then Aurora's savior gave a hard shove, causing the shadow to fall back. Her savior turned sharply to Aurora immediately, tearing a mask from his face. Kejia! It was Kejia standing before her. He looked very different. His hair was longer, and his eyes held a passion that Aurora couldn't yet place. "Aurora!" He yelled frantically at her. "Run!" He ordered with a sternness that bled concern. The shadow came running up behind them again, lightsaber blazing. Kejia turned quickly and parried the attach with ease. Their sabers seemed to dance back and forth with grace as Aurora scooted along the wall.

She watched them battle for what seemed like an eternity but was only a mere minute or two. Aurora felt a spike of fear in the depths of her stomach as Kejia was kicked and thrown across the room and left on the floor. Aurora ran toward him, oblong across the large place. But before she could reach him, she was overtaken by the shadow as he stopped before her. He spoke, but Aurora couldn't hear what he was saying. It was only muffled noise. Aurora was frozen stiff with fear, so bad it felt as if she was bound. The shadow lifted his saber once more, and Aurora felt as helpless and fearful as the first time. She couldn't do a thing. But a shocking weight collided with Aurora's side, pushing her to the ground out of dangers immediate path. Aurora found herself face to face with Kejia, looking up into his hazel eyes.

And then everything was dark and quiet. Aurora wasn't afraid; in fact, she was warm and comfortable. "You're safe." Kejia's soft voice whispered into her ear.

Aurora jumped slightly. She sat up, taking in her surroundings. The room was dark, but soft light from the streets below let in a small stream of different light colors and Aurora remembered where she was. She stole a long glance at her sleeping roommate. His breathing was soft and quiet as he slept, back facing her. Aurora found she was shaking. She had dreamt of her vision, and this time knew who the cloaked man was. It was Kejia, Yes, the very Kejia who lay beside her now. Aurora didn't understand it yet, but she knew right then that she could trust Kejia somehow, even after all they'd been through. She somehow knew that this was right. Aurora took a deep breath and lay back down. Kejia stirred lightly in reaction, then settled down to a deep sleep once more. Aurora to began to settle too, drifting off into a truly deep slumber, knowing in her mind that she was safe.

A/N

Oh boy! Kejia and Aurora are in quite the situation, huh? I hope everything was conveyed nicely and simply. I enjoyed writing this chapter for you.

Review Answering time!

From: Guest.

"Ha, Aurora is definitely is Ezra and Sabine's daughter all right. She has Sabine's temper and Ezras dedication. I love her already."

Thank you thank you thank you, guest! You have no idea how much this means to me. Aurora is for sure my favorite, and I love her too! I appreciate you noting her inherited personalities as well, good eye. Thank you :3

From: Guest

"Can you have Kejia have an inquisitor lightsaber and a mask like the one that seventh sister wear please"

That's a lovely and interesting idea. (I actually had kejia wearing a mask in Aurora's dream just for you;)Thank you.

Remember that reviews are always welcome, along with suggestions and constructive critique. I enjoy hearing from my readers. Thank you all again. See you next time! Bye Bye!