Poe Dameron [One-Shots]

#24 Is He Alive? [Part 2] [Request]

FennaB11 Here is part 2! Hope you like it! 

He was still alive. You took your vibroblade out of its small sheath around your ankle, and carefully cut a path through both the vest and the flight suit. You worked slowly so as not to jar the metal spear in Poe's chest and cause more damage. You pulled the material away from the wound, and you knew that if you didn't do something Poe wasn't going to last more than another few moments.

You pulled the broken helmet off his head, there was blood there too. You placed a hand on his cheek before putting one hand next to the shrapnel, bracing against Poe's body, and your other gripped around the sharp metal. Poe groaned in pain, you couldn't grip the metal without jarring it a little.

The groan quickly turned into a yell, as you tried to gently pull the shrapnel out. Though it was a piece of shrapnel, so gentle wasn't a good word to describe what happened. More like ripped.

His back arched, a hand came up trying to tear away your own. And his eyes fluttered opened for a second in confused, and terrified, shock.

He had lost to much blood. He was too out of it to recognize you. He hurt all over. He... crashed? He never crashes! And then the red hot burning in his chest turned white, and he screamed.

Then it was too much. He sank back in the battered pilot's seat, and have it to whatever it was that was pulling him apart.

And just before he fell back into blissful oblivion, he heard a faint voice... Who... What.... His hand involuntarily relaxed it's grip, but didn't fall. Something had it. Maybe the voice?... His breath hitched... and stopped.

The Medical/Rescue team arrived on scene just moments later. But what they found was more shocking than they had been prepared for. Commander Dameron was still strapped into his seat. He was covered in blood. Some of beginning to dry, and some still slowly seeping through the remains of his flight suit that had fallen back into place.

But this hadn't been what shocked them. They were here to rescue Poe. They were prepared for this. No, what shocked them was you.

You had fallen onto Poe's chest. One arm pinned between you, your hand still placed over the gapping wound. Your other arm had fallen to the side in an awkward semblance of a hug, Poe's hand still gripped tightly in your own.

Your back was turned to the approaching team, and at first they called your name, asking loudly for Poe's status, but your hazy mind couldn't find the strength to respond. A second later the wound in your own chest, that had grown with the healing of Poe's, and had begun to drain you of your own blood, forced you into unconsciousness.

Poe didn't know where he was, he felt like crap, and he was sick of sleeping. He knew he was somehow being drugged. He knew distantly that it was for the pain he could still feel in his chest. He also knew that he was really out of it. At least he thought he knew all of this. Or he just heard all of this going on around him. Something about an infection. A fever maybe. He didn't know. it was all so fuzzy and blurry, and painful to think. so he would give into the blackness of sleep that always seemed to be pulling him down.

And then he would hear a voice. That voice. Singing. She was so familiar, but his mind couldn't place it. He would be in the dark. Writhing in pain, and then he would hear the voice singing, and suddenly the pain would stop and he would feel like he was floating through space. Only instead of being cold and dark, he was warm and safe.

You had started healing very quickly. Your injury was caught sooner than Poe's had been, and you also hadn't been subject to the metal actually ripping through your chest. So that eliminated the shock, infection, and fever that Poe was now fighting. You were still stuck in bed though.

You were next to Poe and very grateful for it. You would talk to him whenever you were awake. A few times you heard him mumble something about singing. And you realized that he had heard you, at least a little, back when you had healed him in the x-wing. You weren't sure how to feel about that. I mean, you knew you could trust him, but you've never told anybody. Much less used your power on anybody. So this was new and unstable ground for you.

When you weren't busy talking to Poe, you would sit and wonder what the heck you were going to tell him when he woke up, if he remembered. For the doctors and Medical personel you had resorted to the age old, and time tested response of 'I don't know." when they would ask what had happened. But you were pretty sure that answer wouldn't fly with Poe.

Poe had come out of the fever finally. And for several days now, he was able to talk, and hold a normal conversation when he was awake for long enough. You had joked with him about how you would have hugged him, but couldn't get past his bandages to reach him. He had laughed and then noticed that you were also hospitalized.

You sort of brushed him off and told him to get some sleep but he wouldn't let it go. You knew you had to tell him. He was your best friend and he deserved an explanation. "Poe," you started, "I have this ability to-"

"Heal people?" he cut you off. Your head jerked up to meet his gaze. He was smiling at you.

"How did you know?" you asked him relieved that he seemed fine with it, and not the least bit freaked out.

He shrugged, "I kept dreaming about how much it hurt, and then in my dreams I hear this voice singing, and the pain goes away." He paused thoughtfully, "I didn't realize till my fever broke that the voice was your voice."

"Oh,.. yep. That was me." you looked down at your hands and smirked a little self consciously. Poe had heard you singing. Not that you were a naturally shy person or anything, but this was Poe and you really liked him. His opinion mattered alot to you. So the fact that he had heard you sing was a little fear inducing.

He went on. "It would also explain why you are randomly injured exactly the same way I am. Like somehow your powers transfer the injury to your own body."Here he stopped again, and sent you a disapproving look. "You shouldn't have done that you know."

You quirked your eyebrow at him incredulously. "Poe, you were dying. I was watching you die. In fact, the doctors say that you did die. Your heart had stopped. What was I supposed to do?" You had responded calmly, without anger, but there was still an underlying tone of contention that had laced your voice.

He raised a hand to brush through his hair, and ended by scratching the back on his neck. "I- your right." he stuttered a little, thinking. "I was, wondering, if maybe, you could sing it for me again?" he paused, and when you just looked at him, trying to process the request, he rushed on. "It's just that I don't remember the words, you know, and it sounded really pretty, and felt really good, you know, and I... want to feel that again?" he sucked in a breath of air and winced at the little jolt that sprang through his chest.

You started nodding before Poe had finished and smiled at him when he was done. "Uh... sure. Just you know, don't freak out when my hands start to glow."

His eyebrows raised questioning if he had heard you right, "What?" he asked. You looked at him smirking. "Uh, okay." he nodded, and motioned for you to continue. You swallowed nervously and sang.

Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine

What once was mine

You opened your eyes and looked over at Poe. He was staring at you with an odd look on his face, and his mouth hanging slightly open in, maybe awe? You didn't think so but, then he snapped his mouth shut and grinned at you and you blushed.

"What?" you asked.

He just kept grinning, and then said, "As soon as they let me out of this bed, I'm going to kiss you and then I'm never gonna stop."

You blushed again and then grinned back, "Finally!"

A/N

Here is one more! Hope y'all like it!

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