~Side note~

~Before you hit me, I did a time skip. The Sepratist base was captured. Yay! And everyone is heading back to a medical base. Ok read on~

As soon as the cruiser docked, at the base, Pulse ran to the medical wing. Nothing would stop him, he heard nothing and he wouldn't hear anything until he saw Smoulder again. His heart pounded in his ears as he ran; it's irregular beat setting his pace. No one would stop him.

He ran into the critical ward and stopped dead in his tracks. Tears sprang into his eyes as he looked upon the centre most tank which contained his love. The scars and tattoos he knew so well. He couldn't trust his eyes but found that he was drawn to the tank.

Reading the data screen, Pulse knew it was safe to release Smoulder from the bacta tank. Carefully he drained the tank and open the hinged door. At first his legs wouldn't move, but when they did he rushed over to Smoulder.

Gently lifting Smoulder into his arms Pulse held him. He was so cold but there was still the distinct sound of the Commander's heart. That in itself was a comfort to the medic.

Smoulder stirred slightly "Pulse? Whe- where am I? What's going on?" he asked in barely a whisper.

"Shh, you're safe Smoulder. We're in the Mid-Rim on a Republic medical base." the medic replied gently as he held his commander.

"I-I can't remember anything. I don't even know how I got here. Pulse Help me!" he sobbed burying his face into the crook of Pulse's neck. "I'm so scared..." he whispered sobbing.

Pulse almost went rigid with shock. He had never encountered this kind of case before and he had never seen Smoulder so venerable.

"It's alright Smoulder. I'm here. We can get through this."

Smoulder's eyes shone with tears and stared at two clones who had just entered the room.

"How is he Pulse?" one asked.

The medic let out a small sigh "Not too well unfortunately, I'll have him on leave until further notice."

The other clone fidgeted "He'll be alright, right Pulse?"

"Yes, Snake. He'll be alright."

Good to know. He's a good commander, would hate to have to recondition him." said a voice from the doorway.

Smoulder couldn't handle the amount of questions about him and clung to Pulse terrified.

"General Skywalker, I'll do everything I can to restore his memories but I will need time. It's not as easy as plugging in a droid to be reprogrammed."

"Of course Pulse. But if he doesn't recover them in time, you know what will happen. I can give you five months but if you need more and have shown an improvement in his memory, the council may or may not grant you more time."

"Of course Sir." Pulse replied calmly.

As the strangers left, Smoulder cried openly, he didn't understand what was happening. It scared him. Who were those people? What were they talking about? How'd they know him? He didn't know, he couldn't remember. His head hurt too much.

Pulse sensed Smoulder's distress and gently rubbed the other's back "Shh, it's alright Smoulder. I'm still here love. He whispered softly kissing the commander's temple. "I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Smoulder looked up at Pulse trembling "Why am I here?"

"You were very sick a few days back..." he trailed off " The fever must have affected your memory. I'm so sorry Smoulder. I should have left instructions to reduce your fever first. It's my fault.."

Smoulder placed his fingers over Pulse's lips "It's not your fault."

"You remember?"

"No, but from what I do remember I know know this wasn't your fault. You saved many people and eased the pain of those you couldn't. I know it's not your fault I can't remember."

"What do you remember?"

"Not much but it all centres around you. I remember that I love you, so much. I can't explain it Pulse. Don't send me away."

The medic smiled and kissed Smoulder who responded as if his memories with still there. "Not in here hun," he said when Smoulder tried to grope him. "Not the best place to have a moment like that. Hmmm I don't want you bunking with the others. It could cause problems if stayed with them."

"Others?"

"We... um we have a very large number of brothers. Snake and Stinger where here earlier were a couple of them."

"We're in some form of army right?"

The medic nodded "That's right, now lets get you settled in." He said helping Smoulder to his feet. The commander was wobbly but he could stand upright, walking was not so easy. Pulse Dressed the Commander and helped him hobble down the hallway to his quarters.

"Pulse, you don't share a room?" Smoulder asked after they had past a few bunkers.

Pulse shook his head "It's just me in that room."

"Because you have some sort of condition right?"

"Yes. A heart condition actually."

The commander stopped " I would never do anything to hurt you Pulse."

"I know butt... A while ago you used to hate me."

"Why?"

"I was 'useless'."

Smoulder shook his head "But that's not true! You're not useless and what ever I said then, I didn't mean it. But I do mean it when I say I love you."

"I know." Pulse said opening the door to his room "And I love you too, so very much."

Smoulder followed Pulse inside and closed the door; a big grin was on his face. The medic backed up a bit.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The commander crossed the room and embraced his medic, pulling him onto the nearest bed and kissing him hungrily.

"Mm Smoulder, slow down." Pulse said, gently pushing Smoulder away "I'm not that strong love."

"Sorry but I can't resist you anymore, you're so tempting and soft." Smoulder told him kissing the medics neck and undoing the armour "Say you love me again. I love it when you do."

Pulse smiled softly "I love you." he whispered pulling Smoulder close enough to kiss. He was blissfully unaware of the sections of armour landing on the floor; that or he didn't care that they clattered to the floor as Smoulder undressed him, kissing him as if the galaxy was about to end.

Smoulder relieved Pulse of his under garments as well as his own. When the last article of clothing was gone he froze. In plain view was Pulse's horrendous scar. A pale thing that sprawled across the left side of the medic's chest like the cracks in a transpara-steel window, thickening at the center. The entry point of a blast wound. He looked at it with mixed emotions before gently tracing it with his finger.

"Does it hurt you Pulse?" he asked quietly as he traced the scar..

Pulse shivered "N..no, but my heart aches sometimes..."

He looked at Pulse sadly then gently kissed the scar. "If you hadn't been hurt I never would have met you..." the commander said soothingly before he sucked on one of Pulse's sensitive nipples. Somehow he was remembering each and every way to make the medic mewl with delight.

"Oh Smoulder!" the medic gasped as the commander teased and fondled the super sensitive flesh between his legs. "T-touch me more!" he begged practically squirming with pleasure.

The commander kissed his medic passionately as he felt up his lover "You still feeling OK Pulse?" he asked kissing the medic's face.

His answer was lost in a moan "Never better my love." he whispered. Wrapping his arms around Smoulder's broad shoulders. "You can put it in now."

Smoulder nodded suddenly remembering how Pulse liked to be held during sex. Gently he looped his arm under the small of Pulse's back and gently lifted him as he eased himself inside the tight hole. The medic's body fit perfectly inside of his arms as he slowly rocked in and out of the medic. With each each moan that escaped him, the commander quickened his pace until he thought both of them would break.

Pulse's fingers dug into the other's skin as he screamed blissfully. His whole body felt like it was on fire and with each thrust he felt as if he were melting. His breathing was quick and ragged, he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

The commander groaned as he pounded his engorged length into his lover. He felt the other suddenly become tighter, then loosen before the walls clamped shut around him, squeezing his length. He released his load deep inside the medic who had also just peaked. Panting he laid beside his lover.

"Was it good? Like how I used to make you feel?" Smoulder asked.

Pulse smiled "Unforgettable."

The commander smiled warmly "I love you so much."

"I love you too. Always will." the medic replied snuggling up to the commander.

"I just remembered something." the elder announced.

"Oh? What did you remember?" the younger clone asked curiously.

Smoulder blushed "Is Snipe still mad at me?"

Pulse tried not to laugh at the honest question but found that he couldn't help it. He laughed so hard his chest hurt. Smoulder didn't know what was so funny as Pulse laughed at him.

When he finally calmed down, he just grinned "He he's mad at you. He was really mad when he realized you had forgotten him."

"Sorry about that."

"No worries, Amnesia is a hard thing to live with. But I will do everything I can to help you remember." the medic told him gently.

Smoulder nodded "I really want to remember, but what if I don't?"

Pulse looks away sadly "I can retrain you the basics but... if you don't regain your own memories... They'll recondition you..."

Smoulder was confused "Recondition?"

"It means they'll kill you. He said in a whisper "But I don't want to see you killed."

Smoulder's eyes widen, tears filling them as he clung to Pulse.

"I don't want to die!" he wailed as he cried into Pulse's chest. "I don't want to leave you alone."

Pulse gently rubbed Smoulder's back "You won't die Smoulder, I won't let it happen." he said softly wincing a little bit. "But first... Please move your right knee..."

Smoulder raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"You're crushing it." Pulse explained trying to shift.

"Oh!" the commander said, moving his knee. "Sorry about that." he apologized kissing Pulse.

"No harm done." the medic replied knocking Smoulder onto his back and hovering over him "But try not to do that again please. It's not comfortable." he said before licking Smoulder's neck and down his torso.

"Nnm.. What are you doing?" the amnesiac commander asked.

"Just playing around; don't worry, you always loved it when I did this for you. I promise it won't hurt." Pulse assured him kissing and sucking the skin of Smoulder's abdomen. Moving steadily lower, he fondled the commander's still sensiive length with light touches of his finger as his lips reached the other's pelvis.

"Still comforable?" he asked in case Smoulder wasn't.

Smoulder looked at pulse and nodded. His eyes had completely glazed over in escasy. There was a very obvious blush on his face. "I feel like I'm on fire... Pulse, is that normal?"

"Yes, very normal love. But this will feel even better." the medic grinned before opening his mouth and licking up the length of the shaft, loving the taste and feel of tthe other clone. He continued to lick the engorged flesh for about a minute before sucking on the nerve packed head, hearing a muffled moan as Smoulder bit the pillow.

"Just let it all out Smoulder. No one can hear us in here. He sasid continuing to suck on he tip as one would a frozen dessert.

Smoulder moaned, arching his back as the pleasure grew inside of him. He felt amazing and rather spoiled. Pulse wasn't feeling the way he was.

Pulse put the whole appendage into his mouth and sucked alittle harder. Bobbing his head slowly up and down, Smoulder's cock was completely covered in saliva.

"Naahaaa! Pulse!" he heard Smoulder gasp as pre cum leaked into his mouth. Allowing a small chuckle to escape his lips, Pulse sucked and bobbed his head faster, flicking his tongue against the throbbing underside. Smoulder was abou to burst and Pulse knew it.

With one final cry, Smoulder peaked once more. The load shot into his medic's mouth, but there was too much to swallow all a once.

Pulse felt the other convulse and tasted the sweet and salty substance as it flowed into his mouth. There was so much that some was forced out of his lips. Swallowing the load, he gave the cock in his mouth a finall sucking before releasing it. Licking the cum around his mouth away, he laid down beside Smoulder.

"Didn't think you'd release that much after a hard orgasm earlier." he commented snuggling up to Smoulder's side "Was it enjoyable? Be honest love."

The commander nodded "Yes, but now I'm so tired."

"Then you should sleep. Don't worry, I'll be right here when you wake up."

Smoulde smiled as he cuddled up to the younger clone and closed his eyes. Almost immediately he fell asleep. Whether to the irregular beat of Pulse's heat or exhaustion, he slep peacefully.

Pulse stroked his lover's hair before pulling a blanket over them and hitting the switch. He loved Smoulder more than anything and knew he could never leave Smoulder. No. He would never leave him.