Warnings: Explicit usage of language.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything involving the Star Wars Universe other than a POP Poe figurine. All characters belong to their creators. Seraphine and other OCs are my personal characters unless otherwise mentioned.

Author's Note: Sleeeepppppp iiisssss ffooorrrr tttthhheeee weeeeeeeaaaakkk. Two chapters in one day, wow do I love procrastinating. Got a paper to write analysing my failed relationship (Psychology is a strange major that has you doing strange things), so honestly I would much rather be doing this. And I am very sick of chem. So this it is. As always, thank you for the support, it really means a lot.

Chapter Seven - Package Delivered

"Wake Up. Wake Up. Wake Up."

"I am not asleep." Poe groaned open his eyes to look at the blonde who was kicking his seat insistently.

"Good because you have like 5 concussions and sleeping could mean death." Seraphine replied, leaning back into her chair and kicking her legs up. "My mission was to deliver you alive, so please don't die. Thanks."

Poe groaned again and glanced out the windshield at all of the stars going by. He honestly didn't know where he was going, Seraphine refused to tell him. Same bullshit about protecting the person who hired her, Poe still didn't even know who it was. He didn't know why he was trusting her, but it wasn't like he had much choice. He didn't know who had BB-8, or where the hell he was, or what was even going on. But right now he didn't want to focus on that. He wanted to sleep and find a way to get rid of his headache. He really wanted to sleep. But every time he even left his eyes drift close, Seraphine would kick his seat again.

So he turned his attention to the blonde. "So, Seraphine. Where are you from? I don't recognize your accent."

Seraphine groaned. "That is a long story."

Poe simply shrugged. "It's not like we don't have time."

Seraphine frowned, obviously thinking and obviously uncomfortable. So Poe changed the conversation topic, kind off. "Both of my parents were part of the Rebel Alliance, and I guess being a pilot is part of my blood. My mom taught me how to fly. I grew up on Yavin 4, before I joined the New Republic and then the Resistance."

Seraphine nodded slowly before sighing and conceding, "I never knew my parents, I don't know anything about them, nor I really care. I grew up on Talali, a planet that really didn't have any contact with the outside world. Left when I was twelve, for like ten years I moved from place to place and then have spent the last six doing this. My accent is from Talali I think, but I'm not sure."

"So Talali is home for you?" Poe asked.

"Never really had a home, and then I lost closest one I ever had." Seraphine shrugged looking away and ending the conversation but Poe kept looking at her. Based on the numbers she said, she was about 28, not that much younger than him. But she didn't look at it, not in the slightest. She looked like she was barely over 20, if you just looked at her face. If you looked in her eyes, she looked older than she was, for in her eyes was a sadness that was hard to describe.

They were some of the lightest blue eyes he had ever seen, rather striking. It would be very easy to just get lost in them forever, but if one was too look deeper they would see a true sadness. Not a normal sadness, something more.

Poe wanted to know more about this mysterious woman, but she appeared to be very uncomfortable talking about herself. Most people were.

"So where are we going?" He questioned and Seraphine smirked.

"Where we are going."

"When will we get there?" He questioned further and Seraphine smirked wider.

"When we get there."

"Are you purposely trying to be unhelpful, Seraphine."

Seraphine nodded. "Yep."

"Why?"

Seraphine shrugged before standing up out of her seat. "Because is is fun." She fished something out of her bag and then tossed it a Poe. "Here. It is a thingy to keep you distracted, don't fall asleep. I need a power nap or I am going to pass out. Don't even bother trying to change our course or check where we are going, I already locked you out of the system."

"Must you be difficult?" Poe complained and Seraphine simply smiled before lying down and curling up on the bed further back, and tucked within some cabinets. She fell asleep pretty quickly Poe guessed based on how fast her breathing evened out. He was able to do that when he was exhausted, but he normally was stuck staring at his ceiling questioning everything about his life. Then again, she has been awake longer than he had been, and he wanted to pass out in the chair right now.

Knowing Seraphine had been right, that sleeping on concussions was never a good thing, he turned his attention to what Seraphine had thrown her. He didn't really understand it, there were a little moving pieces and he didn't understand the point if it. He just messed with it as the seconds clicked by, trying to drag out the time till they got to their destination.

(some unknown amount of time later, because I don't want to specify or try to figure out the distance and then the math for between Jakku and where they are going. Yah. Just assume it's at least a few hours but not more than a day I guess?)

Poe Dameron was starting to get very bored. He had run out of things to do a very long time ago, and was getting jittery. He really needed to know where they were going. Seraphine had been right, she had locked him completely out of the system. When he tried to figure it out, an automated voice came along as said "fuck off, Dameron, don't touch my shit." When had she had time to program that? He focused instead on trying to figure out the system without touching it. It was an older model, and from what he could tell was very influenced by having an AI (artificial intelligence). He couldn't tell exactly what model of ship they were in, it looked like a few had been put together.

He hated to admit it, but he actually jumped when it started to beep beside him. He glanced at the system and then back at Seraphine. She was still curled up in a ball, her back against the wall. She didn't move.

Sighing, Poe slowly raised himself out of his chair, ignoring the pain that came with it, to head over to the sleeping girl. He crouched beside her and hated that he had to wake her up. She was sleeping so peacefully, it was so different from the sadness in her eyes. She wasn't smiling or anything, but it wasn't like she really did that normally. She looked young, sweet and innocent. Not someone who should be anywhere near this mess. He was fighting to keep people like this out of the mess. She looked so small. She looked like an angel.

He slowly reached out to shake her shoulder, but was interrupted by a hand forcefully on his collar. Seraphine's eyes darted open, the sadness back but also a fire within them. She loosed her hold on his collar slightly when she saw it was him and just looked rather irritated rather than ready to kill. "What?"

Poe opened his mouth and then closed it again, honestly at a loss of words. He hadn't been this close to her and really looking at her face. She was one of the most beautiful creatures he had ever seen. A defined jaw bone, high cheeks, and well defined proportions. Somehow her makeup hadn't rubbed off in her sleep, the two blue streaks leading from her neck down to her collar bone. Her eyes were still lined, and the color on her lips remained. As that thought crossed his mind, his eyes dropped to her lips. They were right there.

"What?" Seraphine repeated, more annoyed, but she smirked when she saw where Poe's attention had turned. She leaned in closer, before moving aside at the last second to whisper in her ear. She could feel his breath on her neck, and that wasn't such a bad thing. "Want to make out, pretty boy."

With that Poe stood up and shook his head to get rid of the thoughts it was not the time to have. Like how he really wanted to pin her down on that bed. How he wanted to make the sadness in her eyes go away, being replaced with pleasure in the best possible way. He was thinking of things he really shouldn't be thinking. Like what she tasted like. That was the hardest one to shake.

Seraphine cursed under her breathe when he moved but swung her legs where he had been. He was hot. She needed to get laid. What was the problem here? "What?" She repeated again, a little nicer this time. She felt like she had barely slept, the tired she never was really able to escape was still creeping in in the corners of her mind. She did smile slightly when she noticed that the tips of his ears were red.

"Your system is beeping." Poe replied gesturing to the cockpit.

"Really, shit." Seraphine darted up, almost hitting her head as she did. She brushed past Poe, and was swinging into her seat. She typed in a code and then started to work, as Poe slowly walked up behind her. "How long was I out?"

"A while." Poe replied lowering himself into the chair, holding his ribs. His chest hurt and blood was rushing to places he would really prefer that it wasn't.

"Well, we are here then I guess." Seraphine replied.

"Where is here?" Poe questioned, wondering when he was ever going to get that question answered. And trying to focus on something other than the blood rushing to his ears and other regions.

Seraphine smiled at him. A real smile. "Poe Dameron, welcome to D'Qar."

"But that is." Poe replied surprised before stopping himself.

"Where your secret base is, yes."

Poe began to stammer, "How did you?" What is the point of having a secret base if someone like a collection agent knows where it is?

"Have you really not figured out who fucking hired me, yet? Who else want's you alive other than the First Order. Fucks, you really aren't the smartest either. Maybe this is why you are losing to the First Order."

"We aren't losing to them." Poe snapped back and Seraphine just laughed. She dropped the ship out of hyperspace, and Poe felt his heart rise when he saw the landscape of D'Qar. He didn't realise how much he missed it. Home.

A voice came over the radio. "Unidentified vessel identify yourself."

Seraphine grabbed the receiver, and replied, "Tell your general that her package has arrived."

There was static on the other end, before the voice repeated "Unidentified vessel identify yourself.

Seraphine sighed and repeated "Tell your general that her package has arrived." When they were met by more static, Poe grabbed the receiver out of her hand ignoring her protest.

"This is Black Leader, identification code Papa-Seven-Five-Oscar-Eight-Echo. Requesting for permission to land." Poe replied giving her a look. She just insisted on being cryptic.

The static cracked again before the voice came back over. "Permission granted Black Leader, glad to have you back, Dameron."

Poe smiled and turned to Seraphine who seemed to be distracted. She seemed to be counting something, moving her finger in the air. "What?"

"Is your identification seriously your name?" She giggled and Poe just sighed.

"Just land the damn ship." He replied, running his hand through his hair.

"Language."

"Like you can talk." Poe muttered rolling his eyes. He let out a sigh of air he didn't know he had been holding, but could still feel a weight on his shoulders. A weight that was always with him, no matter where he went. He might have made it back alive, somehow, but he wasn't done yet. He still needed to find BB-8. Hopefully his friend was okay. "The General hired you?"

"Yep."

"Why you?"

Seraphine shrugged. "Like I said, old friend."

"Your old friends with the General?"

"Yep." Seraphine replied, landing her vessel and opening the loading door. "Here you go, Dameon. Didn't I tell you I'd get you back safe and sound?"

"I seem to remember you threatening to leave me behind, bleeding to death in the sand." Poe replied standing out of his seat, teasingly.

Seraphine shrugged. "If I did I won't have gotten paid."

"Wow that hurts." Poe replied with a fake shock, before exiting the ship to be welcomed by his excited comrades and friends. Seraphine sat with her feet on the dashboard, listening to the commotion outside. When it begun to quiet down, she sighed, knowing who was probably the reason behind that. She did have one last favor to pay an old friend before she could leave. So slowly she got up and started to walk off the ship.

General Leia Organa was speaking to Poe, welcoming him back and glad he returned safely. He had updated her that they needed to find BB-8, and she had already sent the order out. She was happy the pilot had returned, but when the blonde stepped off the ship she couldn't help but smile. Poe who had been talking, trailed off in mid sentence when he realized that he had lost the General's attention. "Hello Seraphine." Leia mused and Seraphine awkwardly waved at her.

"Hey."

"Come here child." Leia laughed, and within a few steps Seraphine had bonded to her hug. "It's been a long time."

"Yeah it has." Seraphine muttered before pulling back. "I brought your man back alive."

"Thank you." Leia acknowledge. "Come inside."

"I really should get going." Seraphine muttered, gesturing back to her ship.

Leia laughed. "Just for a little, Angel. Besides when was the last time you had a real meal?"

Seraphine thought back, and honestly she couldn't remember. "Okay, just for a little."

Author's Note: I haven't had an Author's point in a while and I know it's a lot, but hopefully this will clear up any questions that you guys have about timeline and other stuff. If you have any other questions please let me know and I will be happy to answer them to the best of my ability. As always thank you so much for reading, and please review. Your support really does mean a lot.

Author's Points: 1) Talali is a real place, I made it up in my head and then found it is a real village in Iran. Last time they did a census a total of 16 people lived there. So thats a fun fact.

2) Also, some of the time lines in Star Wars are not currently clear. Some are ridiculously detailed, but some aren't really done being set up yet. Specifically one that is important, as you guys will find out later, but currently this matches my understanding of it/what I filled in the spots with. The new movie comes out soon, and if the timeline is updated at all, I will change things accordingly and let you guys know.

3) Again timelines, I don't understand all of them. I am working on the assumption that Poe is 32. I think it lines up, he was born in 2 ABY according to the WIKI page, but if you have other evidence please let me know and I will happily adjust. I also made his identification code up because he doesn't have one officially and it would be stupid for a secret base (or any base really) to just trust the guy that was flying in claiming to be Black Leader, but not in Black One (his x-wing).

4) At this point of the movie, Finn, Ray and BB-8 are about to meet Han at the beginning of the chapter, and have met Han by the end. The chapters are going rather slowly, but no time has really passed. As Seraphine and Poe haven't slept in a while, we are getting very very close to events that occurred in the movie. As well as events that involve the reason that this is rated M. Thank you for your patience, I swear it is worth it. Or at least I think/hope it is.

Sneak Peak into Chapter Eight (side note, do you hate me yet? You'll hate me slightly more.)

"We found him, Commander." A man shouted running up, slightly out of breath. Poe had just wrapped up in the tank, and was feeling about a thousand times better. It didn't hurt to move anymore. He had found Seraphine hiding in a corner waiting for the General to wrap up with some meetings so they could grab a meal before she left, and insisted on walking her to a better place for her to wait. They both turned to the man who ran up to him. "Your BB-8 unit, we found him. He's on Takodana."

Poe smiled widely. "That is amazing news. Round up the men, we are going to get him." The men nodded, and then ran off again. Poe glanced back at the blonde, "Keep on going, it's the second right."

Seraphine nodded and then replied, "Have fun on your little rescue mission."

"Not a stay safe." Poe teased.

Seraphine shrugged. "I brought you back alive, I got paid. It ain't my worry what you what you do with your life after that." Poe rolled her eyes and turned before she spoke up again. "Dameron." He turned to look at her. "Stay safe. And try to not get captured by the First Order, hiring me is kind of expensive. Won't want to have to save you again." She smiled at him. A real smile.

Poe laughed and nodded before turning away and taking a few more steps. Then he stopped, standing in the middle of the hallway his wheels turning.

He had never seen her smile like that before, it made his heart hurt. He didn't know if she would still be here when he came back. Hell, he didn't even know if he was going to be coming back. The life he chose involved risk, he could get shot down almost any day. He could die and never see her again.

He had sworn to never live life with regrets. He didn't have time for it.

Before he had even completely processed his decision, he had already turned and taken the steps. Before he could really think, his lips were on hers. And then he could only think of one thing.

Heaven.

She tasted like heaven.

It was the only way he could describe it.

Heaven.