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Cassian Andor | Rogue One

[alltheway]

[billionyearoldcarbon]

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the nos
On their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
As your soul embarks
I will follow you into the dark

[alltheway]

When Cassian came to in the medbay on Yavin 4, he almost thought that he was dead - he had to be - Scarif, the Death Star, the bright, yellow glow of certain death...but no, he was here and alive when he shouldn't have been. He had been prepared to die on that beach that day with Jyn - sure, he would've liked more time, but he knew he wasn't going to get it.

Jyn.

There was a curtain around his bed, obscuring his view of the rest of the medbay. She must've made it out, too. But what of the others? Bodhi, Chirrut, Baze - K2, the droid who gave it's life so that they could finish what they started...the pain of that loss was overwhelming.

[billionyearoldcarbon]

When Jyn woke up she stared at the ceiling for a long time, slow to be convinced that she wasn't dead, that she hadn't been blown apart by the shock wave on Scarif. When the truth finally took hold she turned her head, looking at her surroundings. A curtain kept the rest of the med bay from her view, but she could hear muted sounds of people talking, droids chirping, breathing powered by machines. She pushed herself up from the bed to find that she was clad in a white gown and stuck all over with wires. One by one she peeled them off, grimacing when the adhesive refused to surrender without some skin. Once entirely untethered she swung her legs around and carefully stood. She wobbled back to the bed, her muscles weaker than she expected, but on the next try she was able to stay standing.

Jyn pulled the curtain aside and got her first look at this unfamiliar place, full of unfamiliar people who paid her no mind. Again she wondered if she were actually dead, if she were merely a ghost drifting through the world, and decided that either way it wasn't far off. After what had happened, after all her friends died...

All of them?

If she was alive, wasn't it possible, even likely, Cassian was as well?

If he was alive, she had to find him. She shuffled, barefoot, to the next curtain-enclosed bed, and drew the curtain aside just enough to look inside.

[alltheway]

Cassian attempted to get up, but the room started swimming the moment he managed to get himself upright. The stabbing pain in his back and chest, no doubt from that 20-foot fall and the blaster shot, also stopped him in his tracks. He felt like he'd aged fifty years.

He hadn't noticed Jyn yet when she peeked in. His eyes were closed as he breathed through the pain. Pain is temporary, he thought. He'd been through worse, but he managed to come back in one piece each time - even this time when the odds were against them.

But he had to at least try to find her - to make sure she was okay. He promised her despite knowing that it wasn't the time to make promises - but it didn't mean it didn't have any weight.

[billionyearoldcarbon]

When she saw him laying there she rocked back on her heels, pressing her lips tight, blinking back tears, momentarily overwhelmed. In that moment, on her knees on that beach, clutching Cassian, she had known that of everything that was coming to an end in a wave of fire it was his end that she most wished could be undone. To see him laying there made her ache, with joy that he was alive, with grief that so many others were not. For a moment she watched him breathe, seeing the pained expression on his face, wondering the extent of his injuries. He had been in a bad way at the end, from the blaster shot and the fall, and it would not have been a surprise if he had not made it even without the Death Star. The idea that even now, even within this miracle, she may still lose him made her throat tighten.

She blinked again, reached up to rub her tear filled eyes with the back of her hand, willed herself to be steady.

"Cassian," she said, her voice quiet and rough.

[alltheway]

He opened his eyes slowly at the voice, as if he were in some dream - it had to be, right? He wanted more time when they were on that damn beach. How was it possible that he got his wish?

When he looked for the source, a breath shuddered in his chest before he attempted to sit up again. "Jyn," he said just as quietly, although his tone was pleading. She was here - she was alive - how that was possible, he didn't know, but at the moment he didn't care. He just wanted to hold her - make sure that she was real and solid and whole.

[billionyearoldcarbon]

She nodded when he said her name, her throat tight, her smile sad. "Don't...don't get up," she said, slipping inside, making her way unsteadily to his bed. She reached out for his cheek, her fingers trembling, fearing that he would vanish, that her fingers would go straight through him, that this was a dream, a hallucination of a dying mind.

Her fingertips met flesh, and she drew a shaky breath.

"You're actually here."

[alltheway]

"You are, too," he said, looking at her with such...he didn't want to think about what he felt when he saw her - he didn't know how to put it into words yet, the relief, the guilt - his heart felt full and pained all at the same time. When he felt her finger tips on him, he reached out and took her hand in his, just reassuring himself that she was, in fact, real and not a ghost.

"I thought...I thought we were going to die," he said after a long moment, his voice breaking as he tried to keep all his different emotions inside.

[billionyearoldcarbon]

"I thought so, too," she said, her own tone likewise strained under the weight of emotions she didn't know how to give voice to. She had long avoided feeling deeply about anything or anyone, because nothing lasted and no one stayed. But now, with him, she couldn't keep herself from feeling.

She turned her head, listening to the sounds behind the curtain, the world going on and passing them by. She turned back to him and carefully climbed into bed with him, lying on her side beside him.

[alltheway]

When she started climbing into his bed, he didn't say a word, only moved over a little so she had room. Pain shot up his sides, but he kept himself from grimacing from it. He wanted her close - it was overwhelming how close he wanted to be to her. He'd denied himself for so long - the close company of another human being - he was almost unsure of what to do aside than needing to feel her against him - to keep making sure that she was real.

"The others are gone," he whispered. He remembered - somewhere, somehow - someone saying that they were the only two. Pressure built up behind his eyes. He didn't know Bodhi, Chirrut, and Baze for very long but he still considered them friends. And K2...the droid who gave it's life for them. How was he suppose to go on?

[billionyearoldcarbon]

Jyn had been the same, keeping herself separate, apart, denying herself any closeness with anyone. But she found she wanted...no, needed...to be close to Cassian. Everything else, her father, the man who raised her, even the man who killed her mother and stole her childhood...it was all so much ash, along with their friends. But he was there, he had stayed, they had died together...and somehow survived together. She nodded at his whisper, her own eyes threatening tears.

"But you're not," she whispered back. "We're not."

[alltheway]

"I know," he said and he did, but that made his guilt that much heavier and deeper. Why did he have to live while the others didn't? He'd done so many things for the Alliance that he didn't even question - all the death by his hands, all the immoral tasks that were asked of him...he did it all and he kept doing them without question - as if he was numb to the fact that what he was doing was wrong - but it was for the Alliance, right? That made things difference.

[onlyeverdoubted]

Come one, come all to observe the fall
Free tickets to the free for all
And it never ends, it goes around against
And we're all bit players in the scheme of things

And I hope someday you'll find
All the answers to the questions on your mind
In time you will cross the line and you'll realize
That everything you thought was right

Did you lose faith? Yes, I lost faith in the powers that be
But In doing so I came across the will to disagree
And I gave up, yes I gave up and then I gave in
But I take responsibility for every single sin

[made_of_stars]

when you close your eyes and you fall asleep
and it's down to the sound of a heartbeat
i can hear the things you're dreamin' about
when you open up your heart and the truth comes out
you tell me that you want me
you tell me that you need me
you tell me that you love me
and i know that i'm right
'cause i hear it in the night

i hear the secrets that you keep
when you're talking in your sleep

[alltheway]

Cassian didn't know that he talked in his sleep. Even on missions with Kay, the droid never alluded to the fact. It wasn't until he was actually sharing his room with someone else that it was mentioned to him.

[made_of_stars]

It could be a recent development in the wake of Scarif. At first, the phenomena hadn't bothered Jyn, because it was mostly just noises, every now and again, and didn't sound like anything other than ... settling into sleep. But eventually, those softer noises gave way to gasps and grunts and sometimes even the sorts of cries that made her blood run cold; 'no', and 'Jyn', and 'don't go', and perhaps most heartbreaking of all 'I'm sorry, I'm so sorry'.

And while he normally settled back into sleep easily, tonight, it seemed the dreams were getting the better of him. Jyn didn't wake Cassian up outright, but she did turn and shift and get closer so that she could gently brush hair out of his eyes and murmur into his ear - "It's alright. I'm here ... we're safe ... "

[alltheway]

That seemed to calm Cassian down somewhat, although a whimper escaped from his mouth as he turned onto his side, facing Jyn. He was still asleep as he gripped at the blankets.

Whatever dream he was having - it was worse than all the others.

[made_of_stars]

At least he'd stopped tossing and turning, and that was something. But it was clear that whatever he was dreaming about was still taking quite the toll. It broke her heart to see him so affected. Maybe it would be best to try to bring him out of it, she thought, as she ever so gently nudged his shoulder, a little louder as she urged him - "Come on, come back to me. It's just a dream, it can't hurt you, I promise."

[alltheway]

His body broke out in a cold sweat before, finally, he woke up when Jyn nudged his shoulder. Her voice sounded so far away in his head, but there she was, looking at her with such concern. Even in the dark, he can see her creased brow. "Jyn?"

He knew he was having a bad dream. He buried so much of his guilt and pain and anger that the only way it could release itself was through his dreams. Sometimes he remembered them, sometimes he didn't.

[made_of_stars]

She sighed softly, relieved beyond belief when he woke, effectively ending the dream there. That wasn't to say that it wouldn't come back, but for the moment, he was with her, and maybe it would help to know that they were both okay.

"You were talking again, it didn't ... didn't sound very good. Do you remember what it was? Do you want to talk about it?", she asked, gently squeezing his hand. If he didn't, or couldn't, she'd understand. But she thought it might help, too, to offer it.

[alltheway]

And of course she'll want to talk about his dream when all he wanted was to forget it. He knew he had to open up eventually, but not yet. It was still a touchy subject for him - especially since the dream concerned his parents.

"I remember it," he replied honestly. "But I don't want to talk about it." After a moment, he added, "at least not yet."

He turned on a light on the side table and grabbed the glass of water he kept by his side of the bed. He felt sticky from his sweat and on edge.

[made_of_stars]

His reluctance to speak about the dream was understandable, and Jyn hardly felt offended that he'd rather keep it to himself for the time being. After all, she had nightmares, too, and didn't always feel like speaking about them out loud.

"Alright", Jyn replied turning onto her side in order to be able to face him better once he settled back down beside her. "We don't have to."

They could speak about something else entirely, as a way of distraction. Or even attempt to go back to sleep. No matter what it was, she'd be right there with him.

[alltheway]

"Okay," he said, relieved. Jyn wasn't one to push him when it came to something like this. Other things? She'll push and push more than was necessary.

Sighing, he turned out the lights, but felt wide awake. There went a good night's sleep. "Do you still remember living inside the Empire when you were a child?" He asked. She spoke to him about it before, but not in depth.

[made_of_stars]

She trusted that he'd tell her if he needed to, but more importantly, if he wanted her to know. If it was too difficult, it wouldn't do to poke and prod until he snapped at her. She could and would, though, offer any comfort that she could.

"Mm ... ", she hummed, really taking the time to ponder the question. "Sometimes? Not very clearly, I remember a city and how busy it was, but not much else." There was Lah'mu, too, but that was harder to speak about. The losses she experienced there still felt painfully real.