When I woke up, I was back in my bed at home. I lay there for a few minutes. Then I crawled out of bed and stumbled sleepily down the hall to the kitchen for breakfast. Daddy was sitting at the table with a data pad and he laughed slightly when he saw me coming.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty. You have the worst case of bedhead I've ever seen." He put down the data pad and stood up. He came over and hugged me then ran one hand over my hair trying to make it lie at least somewhat flat.

"Good morning, Daddy. I'm hungry," I was too. My stomach was growling and I realized that I hadn't eaten since before going to see Cliegg.

"I'm sure you are. You just slept for almost thirty hours straight. What made you so sleepy?"

I shrugged, "I dunno. Why didn't you wake me up so I could say goodbye to Cliegg?"

"I tried, Kiddo. You were fast asleep."

"What's for breakfast?"

"What would you like?"

"Anything. I'm really hungry."

Daddy passed me an apple and started making something for breakfast. I crawled onto one of the chairs and ate my apple.

"Luke. Luke, wake up." Daddy shook my shoulder gently.

"Daddy?" I blinked.

"Luke, do you feel all right?"

"Yeah, I think so. Why?"

"You don't normally sleep this much, Luke. I just thought you might be sick or something. Are you ready to eat now?"

"Yes! Please," I added.

Daddy smiled and returned to the kitchen. He came back with two plates of food for us. He passed me one and sat down with the other. I ate quickly then started yawning again.

"Luke, are you sure that you're all right?"

"My arm hurts," I had just noticed.

"Really?" Daddy started being scared. He jumped up and ran around the table to look at my arm. I held it out to him. "This is the same arm that Cliegg was hurt on, wasn't it?" Daddy asked.

"Yeah it was." As I said it, my arm started to hurt way more. I started to cry and Daddy held me close.

"Luke, are you okay?"

"No! It hurts!" I started to cry harder.

"Luke, listen to me. Is there one place that hurts more than the rest of your arm?" Daddy held my face still.

I nodded and pointed to one place where the skin had been pulled away from the bone on Cliegg. Instantly, the pain got way, way worse and I started screaming. Daddy picked me up and carried me to the medicine cupboard. He pulled out a syringe and I tried to pull away.

"No, Luke. Don't try to hide from the needle; it's going to make the pain stop. It'll just slip under your skin, just a little prick, and then it'll be over, okay?"

I whimpered and nodded. Daddy pushed the needle under my skin and everything went dark. I just heard Daddy say, "You'll wake back up soon," before I passed out.

When I did wake up, I was curled in bed. I didn't hurt anymore, but Daddy wasn't there either.

Luke? Daddy's voice called through the Force.

Daddy? Where are you? Am I gonna be okay?

You'll be fine, I'll be home soon. Stay in bed.

Can I get something to play with?

As long as it wouldn't require you to move too much. Just stay as still as possible, okay?

Okay.

I'll be home soon, then. Take it easy.

Daddy stopped calling me through the Force and I crawled out of bed to find a toy to play with. I chose a little video game and crawled back into bed to play with it. I had managed to play almost one complete round before I fell asleep again.

I woke up again in a few hours and picked the game back up. This time I managed to stay awake because I could feel Daddy getting close. I heard him come in the door, finally, and I wanted to run to meet him, after all, I felt fine now, but Daddy had said not to. So I curled up under the covers and waited for him.

As he came up the stairs I started to sense something else too. As he entered my room the feeling got really strong. I looked up from my game and saw that he was holding Cliegg in his arms. My friend was limp and bleeding from a cut in his forehead.

"Is he okay?"

"He will be," Daddy carried him over to my bed and sat next to me. He carefully rested Cliegg's head on his shoulder and his eyes opened weakly.

"Luke?" his voice was so small. He started coughing and Daddy carefully held up one hand and wiped away the blood, then wiped his hand on his pants.

"You're going to be all right, I promise. Don't give up." Daddy told Cliegg.

Cliegg nodded weakly. Daddy carefully rested him on the bed beside me. I sat up and looked at him again. Some jerk had taken off the bandages Daddy had given him. His hair was even more full of blood. He smiled at me a bit when he saw my worry.

"I'll be okay, Luke," he moaned.

"Promise?"

Daddy moved me on to his lap, "I promise I won't let anything hurt your friend. Sleep now, both of you. I'll explain everything tomorrow."

I nodded and Daddy picked up Cliegg.

"Would you like to kiss him goodnight, Luke?"

I sat up and kissed Cliegg's cheek, "Goodnight, Cliegg."

Daddy carried Cliegg out and in the direction of his own room. I listened as Daddy took him some food and water. Then I heard a door close and I could just hear the murmur of their voices. I tried to listen in on them for a few minutes, but they were too quiet and I was tired. I went to sleep.