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Ch. 15: Conversations

(Luna's POV)

My eyes opened to see Cal's sleeping face next to me. He looked so at peace, with not an ounce of stress in his eyes or cheeks. Looking down, his hand was still resting on my arm comfortably. I liked it being there. It made me feel like he was protecting me in a sense. That may sound unusual, but I don't care. These are just my thoughts, after all. Surprisingly, I didn't have a nightmare while sleeping. After everything that happened with Sorc Tormo, I thought I would be traumatized by it. Laying in the bed thinking about it, I think I'm okay. That doesn't mean something similar needs to happen to us again!

Tormo said he would chase after us, but I feel safe with Cal and the crew. We're better prepared for a bounty hunter if they ever attack us in the future. Nonetheless, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Thank the force for giving us a full day to rest. I'm probably going to sleep for most of it. That, or at least stay curled up in bed under the covers. If Cal wanted to…You know what, never mind!

I put my hand over Cal's and rubbed my thumb on it gently. He wasn't snoring at all, and I could barely hear his breathing. I guess he's not that much of a snorer. Am I a snorer? I'm not sure. I looked at his face and noticed a strand of hair had fallen over his eyes. I slowly moved it out of the way, and he shifted a little in the bed. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled when he noticed me next to him.

"H-Hey," he said, his voice quiet and groggy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," I apologized. He shook his head and sat up.

"Nah, it's okay. I slept pretty good. Did you?"

"I did, actually," I replied, "I thought I would have nightmares after yesterday, but I didn't. I guess that means you'll just have to sleep with me from now on to make sure I never have any," I joked. I mean…was I really joking? Cal smiled and looked down at the bed sheet.

"Heh, I actually wouldn't mind. I always have that sense of loneliness when I'm in my room. Besides, BD-1 and I usually end up lying in my bed staring at the ceiling. Last night, I fell asleep as soon as I laid down with you, so you might be my cure to depression and insomnia," he said.

"Happy to be of service," I told him happily. I'm a cure for his depression? That's my number one goal in life, to be the person that makes someone happy! Cal is my "special" person. In the small amount of time I've known him, He's been one of the only people I can honestly trust since Order 66. In fact, he might be the only person I trust. I literally let him sleep in my bed with me last night!

"So, are we just taking a rest day today?"

I smiled and nodded.

"After yesterday? Definitely. I do need to talk to Cere and Greez, though. I'm not looking forward to it."

Cal sighed and laid back down.

"Oh yeah, forgot about that…We can talk to them together if you want. That might make it less stressful on you rather than being alone."

I smiled and lay down next to him.

"That's sweet, but I feel like I need to talk to them one-on-one. I don't want to depend on you for everything if that makes sense. But don't worry, I'll still depend on you for most things," I said with a grin. He grinned back and closed his eyes.

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Just know I'm here if you ever need help with something. You should also let me know if I'm too overbearing or annoying. Don't want the possibly only other Jedi in the galaxy to hate me."

I shook my head.

"I could never hate you, Cal," I said, sitting back up and getting out of bed. If I was going to speak to Cere and Greez, I needed to do it now.

"Good," he muttered in sleepy satisfaction. I stared at him for a second before stretching.

"I'm going to go ahead and get the bad stuff out of the way. You going back to bed?" I asked. He nodded with his face in the pillow.

"Mhmm. May the force be with you, Luna."

I giggled and pulled the comforter over the rest of his body.

"Thanks, sleepyhead."

Turning to the door, I took a deep breath and walked out of the bedroom. I peered around the hallway and saw Greez polishing the seat cushions in the living room near the hologram table. Cere must still be sleeping right now. I walked to the kitchen and hesitated to say anything. I didn't want to be rude or say something offensive. Greez was humming to himself as he rubbed the couch with a cloth. It took him a second to notice me out of the corner of his eye. When he did, he stopped what he was doing and rushed over to me.

"Luna! I am so sorry for what happened yesterday! Yep! All that stuff is on me! But you gotta understand, I had totally forgotten about that guy! That's no excuse, but it's true! I-"

He was stumbling over his words nervously. I knew he had forgotten about him! That was such a…Greez thing to do. I stopped him in the middle of another anxiety-ridden sentence and shook my head.

"Greez, I told you yesterday that I'm not mad at you. You can't control what that freak does. I am a little glad that you feel bad about it, though," I laughed. He shrugged and sighed.

"Of course I feel bad, kid. Cal told us what that bastard did to ya and I've been guilty about it ever since. You're sure you're okay?" he asked, concerned.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm tough, remember?"

He chuckled and looked at the ground.

"Yeah…So you're not mad at me?"

Shaking my head, I gave him a smile and patted him on the head. Now that I think about it, I'm finally not the shortest person in the room right now!

"No, I'm not. Though, I would like to know if you're past all your gambling issues."

His eyes widened, and he started flailing his arms.

"My gambling issues? Oh yeah! They're long gone! Gone gone! That ship has sailed, I promise!"

I smiled and crossed my arms.

"No other enemies I should know about?"

He stopped failing his arms excitedly, and that guilty expression of his returned on his face.

"Well, you see, there's probably more than you can count…"

"Of course there is," I said with a laugh. I think I knew his answer before he even said it. Greez seems like the type of person to have a lot of enemies because of the dumb stuff he does. You gotta respect the hustle, though.

"Can I make you some breakfast or something?" he asked, trying to be hospitable. I thought about it for a moment before nodding.

"Simple eggs and bacon would be nice. Sunny-side up and extra crispy?" I requested.

"You got it, kiddo!"

He fast-walked to the kitchen and immediately started working on my breakfast. I smiled and sat at the kitchen table. That was one conversation down. However, Cere's conversation is what worried me the most. I have to ask her why she lied about Trilla, and why she never told me anything. Does she not trust me? Ugh, I'm getting that nervous feeling in my chest again just thinking about it.

As if on cue, Cere walked into the kitchen from the hallway and greeted me.

"Oh, good morning, Luna. Did you sleep alright?" she asked as she made herself a cup of coffee.

"Yes, I slept pretty well considering everything that happened. Greez and I just got done discussing that.

She frowned and sat down at the table.

"I'm sorry you and Cal had to go through that. You both have enough stress as it is," she said. I needed to go ahead and start my talk with her. Just like Greez, I just needed to get it over with. I needed to know where we both stood on the issue. I took a deep breath and started talking to her again.

"It wasn't yours or Greez's fault; however, I did want to talk to you about Trilla."

Her eyes darkened over, and she looked down at her drink.

"You too?"

"Yes…You told Cal about your apprentice, but you never told me about her. Before even finding out who she was, you didn't tell me. Cal mentioned your talk while we were walking to the tomb, and I had no idea what he was talking about. I don't know, I didn't know if you were mad at me or…I don't know…" I let out all in one sentence without taking a breath. I hate confrontation, but I needed to know!

"You've never given me a reason to be mad at you, Luna. I honestly got too preoccupied with everything that's been going on that I forgot to talk to you about it. That's all it was. I'm sorry if you felt hurt by it."

I shook my head and smiled a bit. This was already going better than I expected.

"No, that's actually a relief!"

"As for Trilla being my former apprentice, I should have told you and Cal about that as well. Cal's annoyed with me at the moment, and I hope that that changes. The truth is that Trilla brings up a lot of bad memories. Mentally, I tried to keep that part of my life away. In the back of my mind, I knew you two would eventually find out about her, but I didn't want to accept that fact. I…would give you the specific details of what happened between me and her, but I'm not ready yet. I'm asking you and Cal to give me more time on that," she requested.

I had never seen her so vulnerable before. She was usually so calm and collected, but was obviously uncomfortable right now. I understood how she felt. I have a couple of memories that I would prefer never to tell anybody. Trilla is one of those memories for Cere. I don't want to force her to tell me anything. I just wanted to get some context.

"I think we can do that. Thank you for telling me the truth. I'm sorry it's such a touchy subject for you. I know how hard it can be to talk about certain things. As for Cal, I know that he'll still be annoyed. I'll try talking to him about it," I told her. The edges of her mouth lifted, and the darkness in her eyes eased.

"Thank you, Luna. I'd appreciate that. I'm glad we talked about this."

"Me too," I said as Greez finished cooking. I ate the eggs and bacon real quick, thanked Greez, and stood up from the table. I began to head back to my room, but Cere stooped me.

"If you ever need to talk to me about something, just come and ask like you just did. It was brave of you to do that, and I don't bite most of the time," she said, half joking near the end. I smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, and I will!" I replied gratefully before heading back into my bedroom. My heartrate was starting to go back down, and my nerves were returning to their normal state. I can't believe I had a serious conversation with both Greez and Cere. I actually took charge and confronted them! I mean, I was really shy about it, but it's progress! My coworkers back on Hosnian Prime used to make fun of me for being too introverted. Ever since then, I've been working on being more confident. That's enough confidence for today, I think. I felt exhausted from putting in that effort, and the thought of going back to bed sounded heavenly.

I walked back to the bed, and Cal was still sleeping. He was clutching the pillow in his arms and cuddling with it. I wish I was that pillow…Okay, I really need to stop fantasizing! I walked to my side of the bed and got under the sheets quietly. I didn't want to wake Cal up, but he opened his eyes as soon as I laid my head on my pillow.

"Did you talk to them?" he asked in a sleepy tone.

"Yeah, I did. It went better than I thought it would. I can tell you about it when we wake up if you want," I offered. He chuckled a bit and closed his eyes again. He fell asleep after a few seconds, and I wondered if he would even remember what we said to each other when he awakens. I smiled and inched a little closer to him. The warmth that was radiating off him was so inviting. I didn't want to be creepy and press myself against him. Closing my eyes, I focused on falling asleep, and sure enough, I was successful.

It must have been hours before I woke up again because my hair was a mess, my mouth all drooly, and my limbs overly stiff. Classy, I know. I groaned and sat up. Cal was at the end of the bed petting BD-1. It was cute seeing them have a quiet moment of affection. I didn't want to ruin that, but Cal noticed I had woken up before I could fake going back to sleep. Why is he so freaking observant!?

"Who's the sleepyhead now?" he asked with a smirk. I bit my lip and smiled sheepishly. I began to brush my hair with my hands out of habit, and averted my eyes.

"Sorry, I look terrible right now."

He gave me a look. The Cal Kestis look.

"Luna, literally nobody looks good as soon as they wake up. Even so, you look fine!" he exclaimed. In the back of my head, I knew he would say something like that. I grabbed a tissue from my nightstand and wiped my mouth while chuckling.

"You know, you should be my therapist or something. If not a therapist, then a morale coach!"

He turned around on the end of the bed, so that he was facing me entirely.

"Oh yeah? Do I get paid?"

I tapped my chin in thought.

"Well, the problem is I don't really have any money…per se…I could pay you in…Food or hugs!" I said jokingly. He laughed and shrugged.

"Honestly, that might be better than money. What am I gonna do with more credits? Buy more ponchos?"

I groaned in disgust at the thought.

"Ugh, please don't. Food and hugs it is."

He made a small cheering gesture with his fist and then went back to petting BD-1. I almost thought I heard a purr come from the tiny droid, but it must have been my imagination. I rubbed the crust out of my eyes and scooted close to them on the bed.

"Were you and BD just enjoying each other's company?" I asked both of them. BD-1 beeped gleefully, and Cal nodded.

"He woke me up wanting to be petted, so I had to oblige. Did you sleep okay? I honestly think your bed is comfier than mine."

I tried to think back to when I fell asleep in Cal's bed.

"I think so too. Maybe the sheets are a different material? And yeah, I slept pretty good. I don't think I need to ask if you slept good or not," I joked. He always seemed to sleep so soundly. He smiled and stood up from the bed.

"Yeah, well, I've always been someone who loves to sleep. I used to have a lot of nightmares and sleep paralysis back when…that day happened…but not too much anymore," he said, remembering back to five years ago.

"I had the same thing too. I read somewhere that PTSD can cause that so…"

We both got silent for a second before Cal decided to change the subject.

"Hopefully, you don't get it anymore. What did you want to do today, by the way? We have at least half a day left until we get to Kashyyyk, so we've got time," he said. I hummed at him.

"Hmm, name all the stuff we've done so far on our off days."

His eyes widened with surprise, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

"Oh, crap, that's going to be hard. Let's see…We've cooked together, worked out, slept, played with each other's hair, listened to music, and…oh yeah, you've probably spent a day's worth of making fun of my ponchos," he told me with a sour, but amusing, look. I grinned and nodded.

"They deserve to be made fun of!"

He rolled his eyes and turned to BD-1.

"Can you think of anything else, buddy?"

The droid shook his head.

"In that case, can we talk about how I saw Trilla's memories when I touched her? That's something I didn't know I could do. I thought it was just my memories if they were similar enough to another person. But that? That was a whole other thing. It was like I was actually there! None of the people in her memories could see me, of course, but I could feel the pain and fear that she was feeling before they tortured her. I feel bad for her honestly…" I told him solemnly.

"I can't imagine being tortured so bad that you're brain-washed into joining the dark side. It doesn't help that what she said about Cere is at least a little true. You saw her and Cere before she was tortured?" he asked.

"Yeah, Cere kept telling Trilla that it was okay and begging the guards to torture her instead. It was sad…" I said. Cal sighed and sat back down on the bed.

"That's insane. I mean, that has to be an extremely rare Jedi skill. Even rarer than my psychometry. You said that was the first time that's ever happened to you, right?"

I nodded.

"Alright. You want to see if we can make it happen again?" he asked me in curiosity.

"Yeah, that would help me understand how it works better."

"I think so too! How did you say you saw Trilla's memories at first?"

The memory of the fight between Trilla and me flashed in my head.

"She was attacking you, and then I screamed at her and attacked her with my lightsaber. She caught my hand before I could hit her, and then I tried to punch her with my other hand. When she caught my other hand in hers, that's when her memories showed themselves to me," I explained.

"Alright, if that's the case, I need you to scream at me and then attack me with your lightsaber," he said. I narrowed my eyes at him in doubt.

"Cal, I'm not going to scream at you," I laughed.

"But you would attack me?" he asked.

"No!" I said, laughing again. He chuckled and waved his hands at me.

"Okay, okay, fine. Let's try holding hands. Maybe you'll see a memory of mine or something," he suggested.

"That sounds better," I said to him. He smiled and gently took both of my hands into his. I couldn't help but blush at him. His hands felt so nice in mine. They weren't too rough, and yet, they weren't too soft either. I realized I was staring at our hands for too long, and I looked up to see a pair of green eyes looking at me. He smiled a bit.

"Do you see anything?"

Just your beautiful eyes…Ugh, no I can't tell him that! I shook my head, and he bit the inside of his cheek.

"I wonder if it has to be during something intense. You two were in the middle of fighting each other, so that might've triggered it. I have a couple ideas on how to piss you off enough to fight me, but I don't think that would be good for either of us."

I tilted my head with mirth.

"Really? What are your ideas on how to do that?"

He raised his index finger and counted the number one.

"One, Replace your whole wardrobe with ponchos. Two, cut off all your hair in your sleep."

My eyes went big at him.

"Yep, that would do it! You would never do that…right?"

"No, Luna, your hair's too pretty to be cut off," he said with praise. He went back to thinking of ways to trigger my newfound ability while I smiled to myself.

"Did she do anything to your hands? Like hit them or anything like that?" he asked me.

"Umm…she gripped hard on my hands but other than that, I can't think of anything," I replied.

"Okay, let's try this."

He squeezed my hands lightly, and still nothing was happening. To be honest, I was just happy to hold his hand for so long. Is that weird? I feel like that's a weird thing to say…

"Anything?"

"Nope," I said, "try like…catching my hand aggressively when I try to hit you."

That was my last idea at the moment. I brought my hand back and made sure he was ready before I imitated hitting him. He caught my wrist, and still nothing happened!

"Damn. It must be one of those 'in the heat of the moment' type of things. I hate not knowing how to control it," I complained. Cal loosed his grip on my wrist and lowered our hands to the bed.

"I know what you mean. I'm still trying to figure out my force abilities too. I've learned a lot about what I can do with your help. It definitely helps to have another Jedi with you," he said.

"I agree. It just feels better being with someone who's similar to yourself. If that makes sense," I said shyly. He smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, it does. It's kind of weird saying this while we're, you know, constantly being hunted and threatened with death, but I've enjoyed our journey so far," he said ironically. That made me laugh out loud, and I jumped up from the bed.

"I couldn't agree more!"

He jumped to his feet as well and put his hands on his hips.

"I'm glad! Hanging out with you and BD is way better than being a rigger on Bracca. Speaking of hanging out…Since our plan to explore your power failed, what else did you want to do?" he asked half-jokingly. I could feel the emptiness in my stomach as he spoke, and I instantly knew what I wanted to do.

"Want to get something to eat?"

"Yeah!" he said happily. He must have been starving too. We quickly left the room and made our way to the kitchen. I expected Greez and Cere to be there, but they were in their usual places in the cockpit. Upon seeing Cere, Cal turned to me as we stopped in front of the fridge.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot to ask how the conversation between you, Greez, and Cere went," he whispered quietly so they wouldn't hear. I had completely forgotten about that as well. I mentally kicked myself and grabbed a pitcher of orange juice from the fridge.

"I forgot too! That's fine, I can tell you while we eat."

I poured the juice into a glass while Cal took out a pan and began cooking some beef. It looked like he was cooking some sort of stroganoff because he started boiling egg noodles in a pot of water.

"Stroganoff?" I guessed. He smiled a little and stirred the noodles.

"Yep. I know a good recipe that an ex-coworker taught me."

"Neat!" I said. He stood in front of the stove, and I leaned on the counter next to him. Cere and Greez looked to be too busy with what they were doing to notice us. That, or they were just letting us be.

"So, I talked to Greez first. He basically apologized for everything that happened. Like, he felt really bad about it. I was never mad at him in the first place, but I did want to hear his side of the story. It turns out that he has a ton of enemies like Sorc Tormo."

"That doesn't surprise me at all," Cal replied without looking up. I smiled down at the pan and sighed.

"Yeahhhhh, he's kind of a mess…but he's our mess."

That made Cal crack a smile along with me, and he looked up.

"Yeah, he is. So, that's how that conversation went?"

"Mhmm. As for Cere, I talked to her about not telling me what she had told you about Trilla. I was worried she was mad at me, but she said that she wasn't and never has been. It all summed up to her being afraid to talk about that part of her life. She said she wasn't ready to talk about it just yet, so I told her I would respect that. She also said that you were irritated with her…" I trailed off.

"That's because I am," he retorted.

"I know…but I said I would try to talk to you about it."

He frowned and started mixing the beef with various ingredients.

"Luna, she lied to us. How are we supposed to trust her if she can't trust us?" he asked in a frustrated tone. I tried to think of a good answer to that.

"Cal, she seems like she's really conflicted internally right now. I can sense it. It's like she said, that part of her life is such a bad memory that she's been trying to suppress it ever since. I'm sure you and I both know what that's like," I said, referring to Order 66. He paused and looked at me, knowing I had a point. I gave him a hopeful gaze in return.

"Yeah…"

"I just don't want anyone to be mad at each other. I'm not going to force you to do anything, but I'd really appreciate it if you two made up…at least for now. But, as I said, you don't have to."

He huffed and put the spoon he had been stirring the food with down.

"I'll do it for you."

My face brightened up at his answer.

"Really!?"

He smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, just give me a minute."

I watched him walk slowly to the cockpit and tap Cere on the shoulder. Cere turned to look at him, and they exchanged a few words with one another. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I hoped it was positive. After a couple of minutes, Cal walked back to me. I couldn't read the expression on his face, but Cere gave me a grateful look behind him. I smiled and nodded at her.

"Well?" I asked, wondering what they had talked about.

"I told her I would give her a chance and that I wasn't mad at her. I basically said I would prefer it if we worked together instead of fighting, and she was relieved. I also said I would give her time to tell us everything as you said," he told me.

"Oh, that makes me so happy! Thank you, Cal! You're the best!" I yelled, giving him the best of hugs. He hugged me back almost immediately.

"N-No problem," he muttered. I pulled away from him and grinned.

"I mean it, I'm so proud of you for doing that. You took the mature route."

His face was very red by this point, and gave no signs of lightening up.

"Yeah, well, I only did it because of you. I didn't want to see you sad or anything."

"I know, and that's really sweet. I think your food is done by the way," I said, turning to the stove. He nodded and turned off the heat for both the beef and the noodles. Mixing them together, he made us both plates, and we sat at the table to eat. Cal's face finally decided to lose its redness by the time I ate a few bites. The food was delicious, and I, of course, stuffed my face. I caught Cal laughing quietly to himself, and I groaned.

"I told you I'm a messy eater! It's your fault the food is so good!"

"Guilty as charged," he said back to me. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but be happy. We finished our meal, and I glanced at the clock to see what time it was. A little less than half a day until we get to Kashyyyk.

Cal and I ended up just talking the rest of the day. We didn't talk about anything in particular, just random stuff. Stuff like what type of music and movies we liked. We also told each other funny stories of our lives back on Bracca and Hosnian Prime. He had this one story about getting into a fight with one of the trash droids because it thought he was literal garbage. I couldn't stop laughing when he told me about it. As for me, I talked about how I had cussed out one of the waitresses at the bar I worked at. I was having a particularly bad day, and she destroyed any patience I had left that day. That story ends with her getting fired by our boss because no one in the bar liked her. Ah, good times…Cal was laughing his ass off the whole time I was telling it, too.

I really liked talking to him, and it was like time flew by like a blaster bolt whenever we hung out. Before we knew it, Greez had announced that we had made it to Kashyyyk. Cal and I walked up to the cockpit and saw the gigantic Great Tree. Yep, this was Kashyyyk, alright. I looked at Cal and noticed he was already getting excited. He looked back at me and pumped his fist in front of him.

"Alright, time to find Tarfful!"

And that is the end of the chapter! Sorry for the wait on this! I had both writer's block and work issues going on at the same time, and it ended up taking me longer than expected. I hope you liked the chapter, though! Please review and comment on the story to tell me what you think! Finally, I'll see you guys next time!