Crash Landing // Poe Dameron

07.

"What do you mean the Resistance came? I didn't see them." Thalia's confusion was ignored, as they traveled back to the Resistance base. Her wound was wrapped up, and her arm in a sling.

"Once we get there, you're going to need stitches." Thalia's eyes widened, she had only gotten stitches once, and she cried like a baby.

The flight to base was shorter than expected. She stepped out of the falcon, and was immediately taken by nurses to be fixed up. They tried to take Poe's jacket out of her arms but she refused.

They removed her sling from her body as they were walking. Pain radiated over her body. "Will it be infected?"

A nurse shook her head at her, and the injured girl sighed in relief. As they continued walking, Thalia was waved at by her fellow pilots, she smiled back, happy to be home.

A body stood in front of her in an orange jumpsuit, his brown hair as curly as it usually was, "Poe?"

His head snapped towards hers, "Thalia!"

A smile covered her face, which then was replaced by a grimace at the sudden movement of her arm. Before the two could reach each other, she was pulled away.
Thalia frowned, and threw one last glance at him.

She was placed on a counter, and she was told to take her shirt off. A blush covered her face, but she did as she was told. The nurses cleaned the blood off of her body, then grabbed the needle for the stitches.

Her jaw clenched as the needle worked it's way in and out of her skin. A tear slid down her cheek, and a gasp escaped her lips. She tried to think of happy things, but to no avail.

Her eyes were squeezed shut, and a hand slid into hers, "Hey Princess."

Thalia's eyes opened to see Poe holding her hand, a half smile/half grimace came on her face.

Poe followed Thalia, and after some time found a way to get in to see her. When he saw her sitting there, with a tear sliding down her soft cheek, he immediately went to help her.

"Why don't you tell me what you've been up to."

Thalia then proceeded to tell him what happened, how she thought he was dead. How she traveled with Han Solo, she told him about Rey. She could still feel the pain from the needle, but it was lessened by talking to Poe.

She then told him about the jacket, how she had been shot in it. "Sorry about that."

Poe smiled at her, she had been shot, and all she could think about was the jacket. "No worries Princess."

The nurse put gauze back on her wound, and told Thalia she was done.

Thalia stood and threw her arms around Poe, ignoring the pain from her shoulder. His arms pulled her closer and she whispered words to him, "Don't ever make me believe you're dead again!"

He pulled back and smiled at her, "wouldn't dream about it Princess."

Authors note: sorry for the shorter chapter, but they're together again, yay!!