Compromised

Ch. 2 Late Night Visitor

You start moving against the hard cool ground. Hands searching for something you can feel the dried blood that ran out of the corner of your mouth. Sitting up you squint your eyes feeling the pressure pounding behind your left one. Hands examine the area wincing at how swollen and tender it is. Finding the wall you sit up against it and notice your back in your prison cell in Lothal. A moment goes by in pain and you hear that thunderous sound of troopers moving towards you. Blood starts pumping, body starts tensing, and panic sets in. Troopers stop in front of the door and snicker to each other, "Look at you all scared, you should be, pretty thing. The General is glad you're awake. He wants to try again to get information from you." The cell door busts open and you scramble to the corner trying to make as much distance as you can but you fail and they grab you. Flailing and screaming you try to fight but they drag you down the long hall.

You're awoken by the sweat producing blood pounding fear pumping through your chest. Shooting up in bed hands assess your face in reassurance. Instinctively you start to regulate your breathing, in and out in and out. Eyes open and you scan your room when you hear something coming from the kitchen. Slipping out of bed carfulling you press the release in your nightstand gripping the gun you had stashed away tightly. Moving to the doorway glancing around and then relaxing.

Stepping through you sigh, "Holdo, what are you doing here?"

"That's a lovely morning greeting."

"Sorry, Good Morning."

"Good Morning dear. Please come sit I made some breakfast."

Walking across the large apartment to the kitchen counter you sit at one of the stools disengaging the gun and setting it down "You don't have to come and check on me. Im fine."

Her eyes narrow, "I know I don't have to but I want to. Plus I hadn't heard anything from you in over three months, so when I heard about your usual way of a successful mission I saw it as the perfect opportunity."

You were simi shocked, not realizing it had been that long since you checked in with her, but then at the same time you didn't care. Holdo was really great and you had a lot of respect for her. However, you both had an understanding that she was not your mother and she could never be. You were appreciative of her and what she had done in raising Trav and you, but you had your issues which she was cautious of. Now that Trav was gone she was the only familyish figure you had left and you didn't know how to process that. Maybe that's why you hadn't been checking in.

"Uhh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to."

She lets out a sigh, "I know. Sorry for coming unannounced, but I had to set my eyes on you."

Understanding her reasoning you give a soft smile and a nod motioning for her to join you for breakfast. The two of you eat and talk a little bit about different government affairs then it got heavy.

She looks at you with big eyes, "It's almost been a year since Trav."

Your blood starts pumping, "I know"

"Do you want to do something special to remember him?"

"No I don't."

"Dear please, we can do something together. Maybe a dinner back at the house that would be nice."

Instantly your hands hit the counter in anger, "I don't need to do anything special because I remember him everyday. He was my brother, remember!"

She takes a deep breath standing and starts to clear the counter, "I know he was, but remember I cared and loved him." you see the tears welling in her eyes and you take a deep breath.