It was freezing cold and raining on this side of the planet. Poe hated it. He had his hands stuffed into the pockets of his leather jacket, and hunched his shoulders to try to keep himself warm. Poe and Dara trudged through the rain towards a cave.

"I hate the rain." Poe muttered. He could almost feel Dara rolling her eyes at his admittedly redundant statement. He had gotten the ship pretty close to the very specific cave that Dara wanted to go into.

"Stay here." Dara said, putting a hood up around her delicate face.

"Pfft. As if." And now he was out in the rain, like an idiot. But he wasn't going to let her go anywhere alone. Not when she was in the state she was in. It took them far longer to reach the shelter of the cave, and when they did, they were gasping for breath, and soaked to the skin. The entrance to the cave was narrow, so they were very close together, yet again. They looked into each other's eye's for a moment, their faces inches apart. Poe had never wanted to kiss anyone quite so badly before. His eyes darted to her plump lips, glistening with the drops of rain that clung to them. He could see her glancing down at his mouth. He couldn't do this. She was the General's daughter, and he was her best pilot. He looked back up to her eyes. Things were ridiculously intense now. She was looking right back at him. He squeezed past her into the dark cave, and lit a flare, the red light really making matters just a little worse. She looked striking in any lighting, but extreme lighting highlighted her excellent bone-structure. He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his wet locks.

"So… What exactly are we doing here? We need to fight a dragon or something?" he quipped over his shoulder.

"Nothing so fanciful as that I'm afraid." She stepped into the cave, looking around at the walls. It wasn't a big cave, but it was cosy. Despite that, Poe was still frozen, and he was starting to shiver. He dropped the flare on the ground and it illuminated the entire cave. "I'm looking for something I left here a long time ago. Are you okay?" His teeth were starting to chatter.

"Radiant. What are we looking for?" She didn't answer. Well. He couldn't help then, could he? "We're looking for silence? Wonderful."

"Shut up." She meant it playfully, there was no harm in it. Poe searched along the walls of the cave. Blank and smooth. "Here it is!" He came to stand by her side. There was a small child-like drawing of a man with a sword scratched into the rock. Poe's face looked like a thunderstorm.

"You dragged me out into the cold and wet for this?" This time he actually saw her rolling her eyes. Beneath the drawing there was a hole cut into the rock. Dara stuck her hand inside and rooted around. She pulled out a dusty package. The air of mystery just increased about tenfold. What the hell was that? Dara held the package in her hand for a time, not moving and simply staring at it. This was something important, he could just tell. It felt as though everything was about to change.

"What is it?" His voice cracked a little. She stood and turned to him. It seemed she couldn't say a word. She quickly put a hand behind his head and kissed him, just as she had done that first night she had met him. It was passionate, warm, tempting, and for some reason, it felt final and heart-breaking. He put on hand on her waist, the other on her face, and kissed her back, just as he had been longing to do for so long. For a moment in that cave, all alone on the other side of the planet, he forgot everything that had happened. He was that guy in the bar again, and she was that beautiful girl. He forgot how that night had ended, that she was the General's daughter, he forgot all of it.

When they parted, he felt a little big light-headed. He was still holding her, hoping that maybe everything hadn't been a lie. She looked quite sad again.

"After today, I can never kiss another person…" she muttered miserably. That took Poe by surprise.

"What?" She started to unwrap the package, revealing a metal cylinder. He didn't understand what he was seeing. She stepped out of his reach and was soon illuminated by two green blades of light. She was holding a lightsabre.

"It's exactly how it looks, she said miserably." Poe was shaking his head.

"No. Don't say it…"

"I'm a jedi." Jedi weren't meant to love people. Weren't meant to have relationships and kiss people. She'd done it again. She'd stung him. But he felt sorry for her too. It couldn't have been an easy life, being a Jedi. Dara didn't deserve any more hardship. But kissing him like that… She was just making this hard for the both of them.

"Dara… You're the General's daughter. I'm her best pilot. You can't be kissing me like that. You might get me in some major trouble…" He didn't actually care about that, but he couldn't say she was stomping on his heart repeatedly. He could have her, he couldn't have her, he could have her again, but only for a second because she was jedi. She turned off the lightsabre.

"If that's all you care about take me back to base." she said, deadly. He cursed himself for saying it, but it seemed he may have put the final nail in the coffin.

"I care about you…" he said quietly. But she'd already left the cave, and she couldn't hear him.