"And, finally, this is the medbay ma'am."
The stormtrooper had given you a brief tour of your living space and where you would be working while on the Finalizer. Well, living space is a generous word, he had shown you the measly cot you'd be sleeping on and where you could go to shower.
He led you to the medbay waiting area that was packed full of people. There were people in every corner of space available and you instantly felt overwhelmed and a little panicked. Although it was busy inside, it was clearly very organized and structured. It made sense- since the First Order was well known for keeping all things in line.
"Is it always this busy officer?" you asked while glancing around the room nervously.
"Depends Miss, well, more recently, yes," he said staring down at you with the monotone voice that came from the trooper helmets.
"Oh, well, that'll make time go by quicker," you said swallowing your fear and slowly walking through the crowds of people behind him.
You clutched your datapad as if it gave you life itself; and maybe it did. It was the only stable thing you had in your life- a relationship with a damn piece of technology. It was also the only thing other than the clothes on your back that you had from Starkiller base. The datapad was a little piece of the only place you called home, even if it wasn't much.
The stormtrooper led the way towards the hallway in the back of the room and the hordes of people made a pathway for the two of you. You could feel the eyes of people staring as you walked through, and you tried to walk with your head held high. The consistent beeping of monitors in the far background added to your nerves and you felt your head start to go woozy. Shaking your head to try and clear it a bit, you followed the trooper double doors that led to the hallway towards the back rooms.
"Well Dr. Walters is the supervisor of this bay, so you'll report to him," he said as he turned around to look at you.
You nodded your head and glanced past him towards the doors to the hallway filled with loud noises and took a deep breath. You then stuck your hand out to shake his covered and armored one, and he grabbed yours and shook it lightly.
"Thank you for showing me around, I appreciate it," you said with a fake smile.
"Anytime ma'am," he said with a quick nod before walking past you out into the bay.
Sucking in a deep breath, you pushed open the double doors into the hallway and they swung open with ease. You were immediately bombarded with the strong smell of cleaning solution, distant and nearby shouting, and consistent dull beeping.
Feeling faint from the sickly smell, you pushed your way into the nearest room off of the hallway, and it was thankfully somehow empty. You grabbed the counter inside for support and tried to slow down your breathing as you set your datapad down.
What had you gotten yourself into?
Also, why were you feeling so faint?
There were large windows in the quiet room that showed off the big expanse of space surrounding the Finalizer. You shakily stood up and walked over leaning your head against the cold glass windows that led to nothingness. Its coolness felt nice against your tired and confused brain, and you shut your eyes momentarily.
You wished you hadn't fought with Max. The guilt was already wearing down on you.
There was a great chance that Kylo could leave you here on the Finalizer and you might never see Max again. Or Damon. Or Kori. You swallowed and tried to not think about it.
You opened your eyes and took a deep breath in and out while gazing at the stars. From your spot, you could just barely see Starkiller base. Actually- you could see some bright red lights from it.
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Red Desire | Kylo Ren x Reader
FanfictionYou've been working on Starkiller base for over two years as a medic. You're hopelessly in love with one of your coworkers who happens to be dating your sister. If that wasn't stressful enough, now Commander Kylo Ren has crept into your life and is...
