Jade's Scion: Chapter 14 — Sannah Rating: PG

Sannah runs her hand down Valin's side, probing with the Force, checking to make sure there's no major damage from the blaster burn on his side.

Finally deciding there's nothing seriously wrong; she grabs the medkit and fishes out a bactapatch and applies it to the injury. While applying the patch, she speaks without looking at him. "I'm not a healer, but I don't think it's that bad, though you'll probably want to go into a healing trance soon."

She leans back as he inspects her work and says, "Thanks Sannah."

Turning her head away from him, she speaks softly. "It's nothing."

From the corner of her eye, she can see his gaze directed at her, she starts to blush, and quickly hides her hands to keep him from seeing. Then to give herself something to do, she starts repacking the medkit. She focuses on cleaning that up, to keep the embarrassment from her hands.

"Sannah, can I ask you a personal question?"

At the sound of his voice, her head pops around, and she wonders and is scared, by what he may want to ask. "Yes?"

He quickly asks his question. "Why do you keep hiding your hands?"

She can feel a strong blush start to rise, and she quickly hides her hands. She then turns her attention back to the medkit. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"But you just did it! Please let me see your hands."

She can feel the tears getting ready to fall. She knows a Jedi is supposed to be calm, and in control of her emotions. Yet she can't seem to stop blushing and crying around him. She holds her hands out, looking down at them, seeing their reddish tint.

"What's wrong with them?"

At his question, she can feel herself blushing even more. Unable to handle it, she quickly stands and rushes to her room.

As her door closes, she hears Valin calling her name.

She leans against the door, trying to get control of her emotions, when there is a slight knock on her door. She can hear his voice, through the thin sheet of metal. "Sannah? I'm sorry Sannah, are you all right?"

She wipes away the tears. "Yes, I just ... I need some time alone, okay?"

"Okay. I'm going out into Mos Eisley again to hunt for some information on our smuggler. Com me if you need anything."

Sannah closes her eyes, not entirely certain if she wants him to go or not. "Okay. Be careful please."

"I will."

She presses her ear to the door, listening to the sound of his footsteps as he walks away. She hears the ramp open and a few minutes later close again. Then she allows herself to slide to the floor, and cry.

Finally, she is unable to cry any longer. She stands and walks over to the water basin in the room and quickly washes her face, enjoying the sensation of the water as it trickles down her cheeks.

Sitting once more on the floor, she drags her bag over to her, and opens it up, pulling out a small holocube. Setting it upon the floor, she activates and smiles as an image of Valin, Anakin, Tahiri and herself appears in the air. As she looks at that single snapshoot in time, she hears a familiar voice from behind her.

"Hello, Sannah."

She glances over her shoulder, and upon seeing who is standing by her door, spins and scrambles back towards the bed. Standing in the room with her, shining slightly and blue-tinged is Anakin Solo. "Bu-but you're dead!"

He laughs and graces her with a lop-sided smile. Then he looks down at his blue hands, and back up at her. "Yes, I am."

She sees his lopsided smile, and instantly longs for her childhood on Yavin 4. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to guide you."

"Me? But this is not my quest, it's Valin's."

"That is where you are wrong. It is your quest; it was no coincidence that you were suddenly remembered by the Jedi Council when this mission came up."

"So you're here to help us find Jysella?"

"No, it is not yet time for that, and even if it was, I can only guide, not lead."

"I don't understand."

"You don't have to my friend; you just have to trust in the Force."

She looks up at him. "I'm scared Anakin."

He kneels down in front of her. "I know, and that's okay. You have a destiny to reach, one that requires you to be brave, and to trust in yourself and those you love."

Confusion still plagues her. "But how can I trust myself? How can I when I don't even know if I'll ever transform."

"That's why you also have to trust in the Force."

Anakin glances over his shoulder and as he stands up he flashes another grin. He then fades away, as she hears a knock on the door.


Valin walks in, holding a couple of packages, and two containers of water. He smiles at her. "I brought dinner, are you still upset at me?"

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