I'm a part of the graduating class of 2015, no more High School. Now, I'm onto the next stage of my life. Still got the job at Guitar Center, taking care of me, and my son. It's currently 6/2/15. Let's see how long this chapter takes to upload. Heads up: There's a lemon at the end of this chapter.
Diagnosis
On board the Ebon Hawk, Jolee entered the main hub of the ship, to speak to Dr. Kapp.
"Are you ready to examine Griffin, my friend?" Jolee asked.
"As soon as they get here." The doctor responded. "How long till that is, anyway?"
"They'll actually be heading to Griffin's ship. And so will we. We'll be taking a speeder, in this ship's garage, to his ship."
"Let's not waste time then my friend. Let's head to Griffin's ship, he'll need us."
Twenty-nine miles away...
Griffin parks up his speeder bike, with Cariana holding on tight to him, and Revan parking his speeder up right behind him. CID-01 was waiting outside of the ship, on his Master's request. Griffin dismounted alone, to speak to his droid. He had his helmet over his head
"Greeting: Welcome back, Master." The droid started. "Query: Are these new allies?"
"Before I answer, You're programming makes you loyal to me, not the Empire, correct?"
"Answer: Yes Master. That is what your Master programmed me for."
"Then there is something's you should know. Darth Odysseus is no longer my Master." Griffin then retracted his helmet. "And I am no longer Darth Terecept. I am Griffin Walker, again." Revan powered down his speeder, and walked up behind his apprentice. "And CID, these aren't new allies, their long-lost allies. And this..." Griffin motioned to Revan. "...is my real Master."
CID took a moment, to process everything. "Confession: I expected the great Jedi Master Revan Marek to be taller."
Revan leaned in, to whisper to Griffin. "This droids mouth is almost as smart as HK's."
"You haven't heard anything yet. But he grows on ya just as quick as HK. No Meatbag references, either."
"That's a relief. That comment is only funny when HK uses it." Revan addressed the droid. "What does your designation stand for?"
"Combat Intelligence Droid. I am programmed with advanced combat tactics, for small skirmishes, and full-scale battles. I am also capable of teaching, and training Soldiers, in my battle tactics. Addendum: Darth Odysseus also programmed me, in all seven lightsaber forms, so that I may serve as an excellent training partner, for my Master."
"Griffin, what will you be doing with this ship?"
"Keeping it. The Blade is a fantastic vessel, and I'll admit I've grown rather fond of it. The Dark Side doesn't influence a ship, after all."
"I agree with you. This is a mighty fine vessel. And now you're friends will still be able to have sole ownership of the Snowblind."
"I still miss that ship. Let's head back to Coruscant."
"Not yet. We're waiting for the retired Jolee Bindo, and his surgeon friend to arrive."
"Didn't know they came."
A bolt of thunder sounded, and it started to rain.
"Let's head into your ship."
"Does this surgeon know what he's doing?"
Revan paused. "We talked to him, on the way here. He knows what he's doing. We're not sure if what's been done to your arm, can be undone. But when he's done, you'll never need to use that breathing system, again."
"That's a relief."
Griffin's wife walked up behind him, and kissed his cheek, wrapping her arms around him. "It'll be okay, baby." She whispers in his ear. Griffin places his still, mostly natural left hand, on the side of Cariana's head. He then takes his metal one, and grabs her arms.
"At the bare minimum, I'll still have a right arm after this. It just won't be natural."
"I hope it doesn't come to that."
Griffin kissed Cariana's forehead. "Let's head inside, the rain is really picking up now."
The three humans, and the droid all entered the Blade's Edge. Arriving ten minutes later, was Master Bindo, and Dr. Ira Kapp. They quickly entered the ship, and apologized to it's owner, when they tracked a bit of a trail of water, from the rain. "It's alright Master Bindo. It'll dry."
"I'm retired kid. Just call me Jolee." The old man stated. "Doctor, ready to take a look?"
"Whenever he is. Where is your ship's medbay?" The doctor asks.
"Follow me." The former Sith Lord led his companions to his shp's medbay. "Will you have everything you need, doc?"
"Kolto Tank, operating table, cots, some additional instruments, to go along with the ones I brought." Dr. Kapp nodded his head. "This medlab will do just fine." He concluded. "Take a seat." Griffin walked over to the closest cot, and sat down. Everyone else all gathered around him, as the doctor performed his assessment. "Let's start with your left hand. Hold it out for me." Griffin did as instructed. The Doctor put his glasses on, and examined his patient's hand. "Most obvious pain, is the rings on your fingers, from where the blades were attached. Do you feel it anywhere else?"
"No, just where the flesh is hurting."
"You're powers helped to hide how deep the blades went in, but not completely. Far from it actually. I can still tell that the blades attached all the way to the bone." The doctor took another thorough look, at the fingers. "Still, this is a simple fix, due to what you did to heal the fingers. Soak them in either bacta, or kolto, for half an hour, twice each day, for a week. Do this, and they'll be fine. Now, let's see your right arm." Griffin raised his right arm up, as the doctor took a look. "My word, those Sith certainly know how to mangle flesh." He said, after first glance. "No matter the outcome, this will definitely require some form of surgery. Let's see what needs to be done." He examined Griffin's arm, turning it around to get a full glimpse of the situation. "The way that what little flesh remains on this arm is... for lack of a better term, patterned, on top of the metal, it's horrifying. What is the purpose of it?"
"The purpose of the whole armor, as Odysseus intended, was to make even the most powerful of Dark Council members, fearful of me, from my appearance alone. The purpose of still having some flesh on this arm, is so that it will be properly able to use Force Lightning, as that power requires living tissue, to use."
"I see. Well, I'm going to leave this one up to you. You're choices basically come down to these: I could just scrape away the skin, on your arm, right now, and you could just live with that arm. I could completely amputate that arm, and give you a prosthetic limb replacement, or one similar to Jedi Master Bao-Dur's replacement arm. Or, we could wait until we return to Coruscant, where I could have my full team, and workspace at my disposal, and we could perform an admittedly risky operation, and completely remove the metal, from your arm. I'll leave the decision up to you."
"What are the risks involved with this operation?
"They aren't as high as they could be, and I'll explain why, in a moment. The risks are very simple: Once the metal is all taken off, you could bleed out, if we don't act fast enough. Your arm might be two weak, for our medical equipment, to help your skin grow back, in any way. And even if we can make the skin re-layer itself, you're right arm may be scarred, for the rest of your life. However, many parts of these risks are reduced, due to the fact that your are a Jedi, and thus you heal faster than the rest of us. The risks could be even further reduced, if other Jedi were in there, with us, to use the Force, to help our operation."
"I'd gladly volunteer." Jolee said.
"Griffin is my apprentice. I'll do whatever you need me to do, to help him." Revan added.
"With this much support," Griffin started. "The decision is obvious. I'll accept the risks of the operation, doctor."
"Then we'll head to my workplace, as soon as we get back to Coruscant. For now, I want you to sleep in the Kolto Tank, tonight. Doctor's orders, because you are clearly in pain. You can come back out, at around nine, tomorrow morning."
"Alright doc, you got it." Griffin looked at Revan. "Master, help me remove the chest portion of this armor." It took the two Jedi a couple of minutes to get the armor off. "Thank you. CID, bring my speeder into the garage."
"As you desire, Master."
"Everyone else, it's late. Get some sleep. Crew quarters are to the left."
Jolee, and Dr. Kapp went to the crew quarters. "I'm heading back to the Hawk." Revan stated. He gave his apprentice a hug. "I'm glad you're back, kid."
"I owe it to you, for bringing me the best reason to come back, old friend."
Revan smiled. He gave Cariana a hug. "Thank you." She said.
"My pleasure." Revan turned to leave the ship "I'll see you all on Coruscant." He said, before leaving.
"I'm staying in here, with you." Cariana told her husband.
"I'd prefer it that way." Griffin took his sleeveless shirt off, and prepared to enter the kolto tank. Cariana grabbed him by the arm, turned him around, and kissed him, for ten seconds. "I love you." She said, tearing up a bit. "I love you, too." He whispered, kissing her for another six seconds. He let go, and stepped into the kolto tank. He put the breathing mask on, and closed the glass, firing the mask up, and then using the Force, to activate the controls. As he floated, Cariana sat on one of the cots, and looked at him. She was unable to tell if Griffin was conscious, or not, with the kolto bubbles obscuring her vision, of his eyes, but he was able to see her smile. Even though she was also crying, Griffin was happy to know that he had her again. Now, he couldn't wait to get to Coruscant, get this surgery done, and finally go home, to his wife, and finally meet his son.
Ten minutes later, Twenty-nine miles away...
Revan entered his ship, heading to the communications console, to ensure that he wouldn't be flying home, alone. He still had a squadron of Jedi here, and decided to contact them, to give them a ride home. He then had to make a call to home, to the best healer active in the Order: Master Mical.
Six minutes into the conversation...
"So, Griffin did survive." Mical started. "I'm not surprised. He wasn't only extremely strong in the Force, but he was extremely tough, as well. Any other species, who doubts humans, should look toward him."
"Indeed. This surgery that I've told you about, is very high risk. The good doctor has told me that Griffin has a 95% chance of survival. I don't want to take the chance that the 5% chance wins. I want a 100% chance of Griffin surviving this operation. As such, I want a third Jedi there. I believe you to be the best healer in the Order, so I want you to be there, Master Mical."
"I will be there. Send me the coordinates, when you arrive."
"I'll see you on Coruscant, my friend."
The call was ended. Master Juhani, and her squadron arrived five minutes after the call was cut. They left Alderaan soon after, and headed for home.
Nine in the morning...
Cariana woke up, taking a couple of minutes, then looking toward her husband, in the kolto tank. She smiled, then stood up, went in front of the tank, and looked into Griffin's slowly opening eyes. "Your probably not too disoriented, baby. Blink if you can hear me." Griffin blinked. "Are you ready to come out of there?" He blinked again. Cariana stepped back, and Griffin used the Force, to drain the tank. His feet set back down onto the bottom of the tank, and he removed the mask. He opened up the tank, stepped down, and closed the tank behind him. He went to pick up his shirt. "Leave that," his wife started. "You won't be needing it." He knew immediately why she didn't want him to pick it up.
"The smell of Kolto doesn't bother you?"
"Not at all." She walked right up to him, and whispered to him. "In fact, even if I did, I'd suck it up, because I want you, so badly right now." She bit her bottom lip.
"My room's that way." Griffin stated, pointed toward the captain's quarters.
She led the way, as Griffin pulled his main lightsaber, in his hand, and followed. He Forced it onto the nightstand, and Forced the door closed, and locked it. She turned, and smiled at him. "Don't look at my arm, it'll be a mood killer."
"Noted."
Griffin smiled back at her, and cupped her face in the palm of his left hand, going in, and gently pressing his lips to hers. She was so close to the wall, that Griffin didn't want to waste time, so he picked Cariana up, and pushed her against the wall. She broke the kiss, and giggled. She knew just as well as he did, that they had done this so many times, before this one. She kissed him, as he slid his hands down her shirt, until reaching the hem of it. She broke the kiss again, to allow him to take the shirt off, over her head. He tossed it by the closet, and then reattached his lips, to hers. She missed the feeling of his lips, of his warm breath on her skin. These two things alone, we're enough to drive her mad with lust. And as one trained in the Force, Griffin could sense it. And he had just as much lust, as she did. He wasted no more time. He used the Force to zip her jeans down, and undo the not of his pants, as both soon fell down. They then each stepped out of their respective pants, and he continued to use the Force to slide down his boxers, and her panties. He was fully erect, and ready to go. Without any hesitation, he pushed into her.
"O-o-oh yeah." She purrs, as he slowly pushes into her. He would always start off at this slow pace, to warm himself up. And they both truly needed to take their time, as this was the first time either of them had done this, since their son was conceived. He pulled out just as slowly, making her shiver. Even more so as he pushed back into her. As ten seconds went by, he finally increased his pace, just a bit. He would repeat this every ten seconds, until he was going at his fastest pace, eighty seconds after they started. All the while, she moaned out all of her pleasure. Finally getting sick of the wall, Griffin walked them both backward, toward the bed. He intentionally walked into the bed, and fell back-first on it. "Am I riding you, baby?" Cariana asked him.
"Yes." She smiled at this. She liked top-position, and he never had a problem giving it to her. She leaned down, and kissed him, as she bucked herself, up and down on him, which always caused him a great amount of pleasure, when she did. He had his right arm, wrapped around her waist, and left hand on her ass. She cupped his face, in both of her hands, as she kissed him. She continued to do all the work, for two minutes, before he took control. He moved both hands to her ass, and pushed himself in and out of her. She broke the kiss, pushed her hands into the bed, and voiced her pleasure. "OH, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP! OOOO FUCK YEAH!" As it was his ship, Griffin didn't care how loud she screamed, or if anyone else had a problem with it. They could live with it, and if they couldn't, they'd best learn how to. He attached his lips to her neck, as they continued to make love. They had been at it on the bed, for about four minutes, and they weren't going to make it much longer. "FUCK!" Cariana yelled at the top of her lungs, and came.
"FUCKING HELL!" Griffin yelled out loud, five seconds after she came. He slowed to a stop, and pulled out of her. They kissed again, and Griffin felt a tear get stuck in between their cheeks. Cariana was crying. He broke the kiss. "Baby, what's wrong?"
"Tears of joy, Griff. I'm so happy that we were all wrong, that you didn't die, and that we're still married. I had only ever dreamed of doing this, with you, before this moment."
"Took the words right out of my mouth."
She smiled. "I love you, Griffin."
"I love you too, Cariana."
They kissed one last time, and then fell asleep, with her laying on him, and at long last, in his arms.
Four standard hours later...
Cariana lost her sleep, for a brief moment. She regained enough consciousness to take in a scent. Griffin's scent. She was awake enough hear his light breathing, to feel his skin against hers, feel his sex leaning against her leg. She opened up her eyes, and was once again reassured that none of this was a dream. Griffin did survive Korriban. She smiled, as more tears of joy formed in her eyes. She almost jumped, when she felt Griffin's left hand reach up, and wipe the tear off of her face. Then he leaned in, and kissed her.
"I know its gonna take some time," Griffin started. "but it will settle in. I'm back."
"I know." She kissed him. "I love you.
"I love you, too."
She pressed the side of her head to his chest, and they both fell back asleep.