Luke Skywalker snapped out of his vision with a jolt. To his surprise, he was laying facedown on the floor of the Millenium Falcon. He could hear the thumping of feet running down the corridor behind him. They were getting quieter, so whoever it was was running away from him, not towards him.
He struggled to his feet, a little wobbly. He shuffled over to the bed in the crew quarters where he had set down the two light sabers. He pushed them aside and sat down, sighing. He thought of the vision he had just had. Luke thought of Ben, of Laboh, of Kira- or Rey as she now took to calling herself.
At least she's alive, Luke thought. Then he heard the foot steps again, followed by Rey and Chewbacca rushing down the corridor.
"Sir! Are you alright?" Rey asked nervously. "You were on the floor for a long time, I was worried you wouldn't wake up!"
"Yes, yes, I'm fine," Luke replied. But he wasn't fine. This wasn't the first vision he'd had. It was the most recent of many, and they were getting more frequent. He knew it must have had something to do with the Resistance finding the map, and the light saber. But the visions were taking a toll on Luke. He couldn't sleep without having a vision.
"Chewbacca, get some water for Master Luke," Rey ordered the wookiee. He obeyed with a small growl, and went and retrieved some water. He handed it to Luke, who nodded and mumbled in thanks.
"We're almost to D'Qar, sir," Rey began. "Only a few more hours."
Luke smiled at the thought of seeing his twin sister again, but frowned at the fact that Han wouldn't be there beside her like he usually was.
Rey, on the other hand, was excited to get back. She had no idea how Finn was doing, but she was hoping for the best. She knew exactly what she was going to do as soon as they landed: run straight to his room. She wouldn't talk to anyone, even acknowledge anyone. Finn was her number one priority. He was her first real friend, anyways.
"So..." Rey started. "Would you like to keep talking?"
Luke thought for a moment. "Sure, tell me more about yourself. Tell me more about your friend Finn you told me about."
Rey smiled, but her smile quickly faded. She sure hoped he was okay.
"He's in critical condition," she stated. "Well, atleast he was in critical condition when I left. He has a light saber wound straight down his back. Thanks to Kylo Ren."
"How did that happen?" Luke asked.
"It was on Starkiller Base," she began. "He fought against Kylo Ren, with your light saber. I don't remember much, because was knocked out by Kylo Ren. He threw me against a tree."
Luke frowned. "That wasn't very nice," he said.
Rey chuckled. "No, it wasn't. Finn was good with the light saber, but he had no training. Kylo Ren was stronger, and he overpowered Finn. He sliced Finn's back with his light saber."
"How did you two get away?" Luke asked.
"When he nearly killed Finn, he ended up flying the light saber into a snowbank," Rey continued. "It was then that I woke up, and all I could see was Finn on the ground, and Kylo trying to get the light saber. He stuck his hand out- he must have been trying to use the Force. I don't know why he couldn't just walk over and get it. Anyways, I did the same, and it flew into my hand, not his," Rey explained, looking at her hands in wonder. "We fought, and I won. But he wasn't at his full ability. He was wounded. That's probably the only reason we got out alive."
"Finn's very lucky to be alive, with a wound like that," Luke said. "You said he used the light saber. How did he do that?"
Rey thought. "I don't know, he just did."
"And you did too?"
"Yes, I did-" Rey started, before they were interrupted by Chewbacca running in. He growled excitedly. Were they back to D'Qar already?
"Thank you, Chewbacca!" Rey exclaimed happily.
Yes, they were! A few hours ahead of schedule, but neither Rey nor Luke minded. They both had priorities. She stood up.
"We're here," Rey said. "Follow me, sir."
She walked down the corridors, followed by Luke, and then Chewbacca. She lowered the platform, and there was Leia, standing there wide eyed, looking for her brother. Even though she needed to see Finn, Rey thought she could wait a minute to see what happened between the two siblings. She held her hand out for Luke to go first.
"After you, sir," she said proudly. Wow, she had just reunited the last surviving Jedi and the general of the Resistance. This was a life's accomplishment on its own!
"Leia," Luke whispered to himself. He was about to run over to his sister, but instead Luke just stood there. He didn't really know what to do. There was a big group of pilots and officers standing around them, and Luke was a little off-put.
"Luke," Leia said back, and she ran over to hug her brother. They were quick to embrace eachother. The crowd "oohed" and "awed", while Chewbacca, Rey, and R2-D2 just stood there looking like three lost puppies.
The embrace lasted for a while. Rey didn't feel the need to stay and look as a bystander, she felt that they needed their privacy. Besides, Rey knew she needed to be somewhere. After getting her bearings straight, remembering where the medical ward was, she booked it down the tarmac in that direction. She could hear the audible little gasps and "Rey's back" from the different pilots, but she payed them no notice. Finn was all she thought.
She burst through the medical ward doors, down to the intensive care unit.
"No running!" A nurse yelled. Rey would have yelled bloody murder back at her, but she instead ignored her. She knew where she was going and was going to get there as fast as she could. Screw the damn nurses!
Finally, Rey came to the room Finn was asigned to. His name was still on the door- his name looked kind of sad, it was all alone- so he was still under the watch of the nurses. But nevertheless, she ran in without knocking. Not that she wanted to be rude, she just wasn't yet accustomed to the Resistance's manner.
She stood in the doorway for a moment, she all-of-a-sudden got really confused. But there he was, sitting up on his bed, and once she saw him, she once again remembered where she was and why. Finn was there, staring at Rey like she was a ghost. Slowly, a smile crept it's way onto both of their faces.
"Rey?" Finn asked in disbelief. He almost didn't recognize her. She looked terrible tired. Her eyes were sunken and she looked somewhat pale. He wondered when she last slept, but he figured she had other things on her mind than sleeping. He slowly made his way out of his bed and started to shuffle over to Rey.
"Finn!" Rey shouted. She wanted to run over and hug him, but she couldn't believe that he could walk! With an injury like that, he was lucky to be alive, let alone be able to walk again.
Rey couldn't hold herself back. She ran over and met him halfway. It was a powerful moment, in a sense. Rey was so happy, she started to laugh uncontrollably. She was laughing and smiling so much that she started to tear up.
Finn could hardly contain himself, as well. Rey hadn't realized it, but this was the first time he had seen her since the confrontation on Starkiller Base, and he was as amazed to see her alive and well as she was to see him.
"I can't believe it," Rey managed to say between laughs.
Finn began to laugh too. He pulled her away to look at her face. He cupped his hands around her neck.
"What's wrong?" He asked, seeing the tears on her face. His face immediately turned into a look of terror. It confused him. If someone is crying, then they're sad. But Rey was laughing too. Was she happily sad? Was she going insane? He was truly worried. "Why are you crying?"
Rey's laughing stopped and her smile vanished. The same look of terror washed over her face aswell. She gingerly reached up and touched her cheek, and yes, it was wet with tears. She looked at her hand in somewhat disgust. "That's new," she ambled. She rubbed her fingers together. "I don't know why I'm crying."
They both shrugged it off. She looked back at Finn, and him at her. Their smiles returned, and they were quick to hug eachother again.
"You're alive!" she exclaimed.
"You're alive too," Finn said. He was smiling more than he ever had in his life, he thought. But his smile quickly faded. "Are you alright? Poe said that you refused medical help after that fight with Kylo Ren. I hear you won, too?!"
Rey smiled less. "Yes, but I only refused medical help because I didn't need it. I was fine," she explained.
"You got bashed into that tree and fell down almost twenty feet, you weren't alright," Finn demanded. "No one could walk away unscathed from a fall like that. You could have been seriously hurt. You still could be seriously hurt!" Finn shot back from Rey and started to pace the floor. Well, as much as he could with his injury. He just sort of wobbled around in a circle.
But he was noticeably mad. His life had changed so much since he left the First Order. Rey was one of his first real life friends (second only to Poe), and he would be damned if she was going to run around hurt only because she refused help. He really did care a lot about Rey.
"Finn, I promise I was alright," she said, shuffling her way over to Finn and puting a hand on his shoulder. He froze mid pace and looked shyly at her hand. It looked utterly frail, he thought.
"But if it makes you feel better," she began, "it's mandatory that all personnel be checked after each mission, and since I just got back, they'll have to check me over sometime soon." She said with a sly smirk.
He was quiet for a few seconds. "Good," Finn said finally. His smile returned, and he was quick to wrap his arms around Rey again. He had missed her so much, even if she had only been gone for four days, two of which Finn was still unconscious for. Talking to Poe about everything and nothing got kind of boring after a while. Don't get him wrong, Finn loved having Poe as his friend, and talking to him about what was going on in the real world was a new, fun thing for Finn, but talking politics for two straight days would bore anyone who wasn't a politician.
Their hugging lasted for a good solid minute before Finn finally said he had to sit down.
"Oh, sorry," Rey said as she quickly backed away from Finn. "Did I hurt you?" She asked worriedly.
Finn laughed. "No, of course not! I just can't stand for very long." He wobbled his way back over to his bed and sat down with a thump. He looked at Rey, who was still standing in the same spot, looking confused. She yawned. She didn't realize that she was so tired until now, really. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she slept, or ate, or drank.
"You can come sit, if you want," Finn said to Rey, patting the chair that sat beside his bed. Rey smiled acceptingly and meandered over to the big, heavy hospital chair and sat down by his bedside.
"How long ago did you wake up?" Rey asked.
"Two days ago," Finn replied.
"Were you alone?" Rey continued.
Finn through for a moment. "No," he started, "Bee Bee Eight was here as a messenger for Poe. He wanted to know as soon as I woke up that I had woken up. He wanted to be here as soon as possible. So when I woke up, Bee Bee Eight left, and came back a minute later with Poe. And a bunch of nurses," he added.
Good, Rey thought. "So you weren't alone for long." After all he had gone through, he didn't deserve to wake up and be all alone.
Rey had only just noticed that Finn wasn't hooked up to many monitors. Only one, in fact. She was happily surprised. It was giving off a rhythmic beeping that Finn had grown accustomed to. It had a long wire that went from the machine to Finn's wrist.
"What's that?" Rey asked, pointing at said monitor.
"That's a heart monitor," Finn explained. "It just tells the nurses that my heart is beating, that I'm still alive," he said with a chuckle.
"I'm surprised you're not hooked up to more," Rey said. In a way, she was relieved, because that meant that Finn was improving well and quickly, which meant that he'd be able to leave soon.
Suddenly, everything got quieter. Finn started to say something, but nothing came out. It was as though his voice had suddenly vanished. Maybe he's just talking quietly, Rey thought. She laughed. Or maybe all of the loud noises of the Millenium Falcon's dulled my hearing, she guessed.
"Huh?" She mumbled, but then she realized that she couldn't hear herself, either. This is strange, She thought, and tried again.
"Huh?" She said again, but she still couldn't hear herself. She also couldn't hear the beeping of the monitor, or any other ambient sounds anymore. All she heard was a loud, dull ringing that came on suddenly. Finn was saying something but she couldn't hear it.
"Are you alright?" He mouthed. Rey could barely make it out. She managed- or atleast she thought she did- to utter a "Yeah".
But then her vision started to go, too. First, she got double vision, then everything went blurry, and then the lights in Finn's room suddenly became way too bright for her to handle. This combination came and went for a few seconds before they all merged. Something was definitely wrong.
With the little bit of self control that she had left, Rey managed to stand up. Her head was spinning and she got really dizzy, and she stumbled around a little bit before she finally managed to stand straight.
Finn quickly got up after her to try to stop her. She started making her way over to the door, taking a few steps, but her knees buckled from under her, and she started to fall.
Rey couldn't hear herself, but she was trying to yell. Finn could hear her, and her shrieking was horrible. Unbearable. He couldn't stand it. He covered his ears sheepishly, and couldn't help thinking of was when he was back on Jakku when they attacked that village. The shrieks coming from his best friend sounded exactly like the shrieks of the villagers.
Rey frantically reached out for something to hold onto, only managing to latch onto the chair she was sitting in, digging her nails into the slippery fabric. Her grip didn't hold, though- on the chair and on reality.
Everything went in slow motion.
Regardless of how fast he was, Finn wasn't quick enough, and Rey blacked out, hitting the floor with a thud. She managed to bring the chair down with her, which landed on her ankle with a crack. She was sprawled out on the floor of Finn's room, out cold.