“What do we do then?” Hilli asked. Cade sighed and looked down at Andreas; he had coughed up a bit more blood and started to feel the pain that the painkillers didn’t help well with. “Guess I’ll have to do what I’ve done before.” Cade stuck a small ball into Andreas’s mouth. “Chew on that till’ it’s a pulp.” Cade explained. “Then swallow it.” Andreas did as directed and passed out before he swallowed the pulp. “What good did that do?” Hilli asked.
Cade sighed and started to lift up the upper side of Andreas. “He won’t feel the pain as we take him to the ship,” Cade explained. “Lift his legs, we’re going.” Hilli started to lift Andreas’s legs then stopped. “I don’t have a ship!” Cade sighed, Jedi could be so stupid. “We’re going in my ship you fool! Now help me out and take Skywalker to my blasted ship!” Hilli lifted Skywalker’s legs and they lifted him up and into a ship. “Rose,” Andreas muttered.
“What did he just say?” Hilli asked.
“Rose,” Cade replied. “He said it again! Any ideas of what it means?”
“Nope.”
“How long have you known Skywalker?”
“Just met him today.”
“I see, make a left. The ship’s behind you.” Hilli looked behind him and gawked at the ship. It was the Twilight, the ship that Anakin Skywalker used times with his Padawan. “Is that really . . .?”
“It is,” Cade finished. “The Twilight. Still works too, not as well as it did before but I can manage. Do you know where we need to land?”
“Rose,” Andreas groaned.
“Not you!” Cade snapped as is Andreas really were awake.
“There’s a Jedi Fleet not too far from here,” Hilli answered. “We can go there.”
“Rose.”
“Is he going to stop saying that?”
“Well maybe if we figure what kind of ‘Rose’ he means we can figure out what he’s muttering about. Okay, think of the tone of voice. Any ideas Master Jedi?” Hilli shook his head. “No, but I think it’s a person. Because he said ‘Rose don’t leave me I lo-’ then he passed out.” What do you think?” The door of the Twilight opened and they stepped on. “I agree,” Cade replied. “There’s no way we can grill him for details. Okay, set him down here on this seat in the back of the cockpit.” Andreas was placed down in a char. “Rose,” he groaned. “Rose, I love . . .”
“I think Rose is a person,” Cade commented. “And he might like this girl, or should I say love. Don’t worry Skywalker, you might see ‘Rose’ soon.”
“Rose . . .”
“I’m not Rose!”
“Rose, Rosali . . . don’t go . . .”
“Oh never mind, I don’t think he can hear me.”
“Stop trying and let’s get him to medical attention,” Hilli snapped. “I don’t want any more Jedi to die.” Cade sighed and started up the old ship and took flight. Later the ship landed inside the Jedi Fleet ship and confirmation of a reason to land on board. A stretcher was provided and soon Andreas was set down on it and still out. “Rose . . .” He would groan at times. “He better stop doing that,” Hilli said. “I’m getting tired of it.”
“Master!” A young teenage girl about twelve for thirteen ran up to Andreas. She was a mix of a Torguta and a Twi’Lek. Her skin was a teal color, she had very short white lekku striped purple that didn’t even touch her shoulders, the young girl’s eyes were green and on her face were purple Torguta face markings. She was around five feet, slender, and wore mainly black; she had a lightsaber attached to her belt and a very small part of the Torguta headdress. The girl must have been Skywalker’s Padawan. “Oh no, Master,” The Padawan said. “What happened?”
“He got hit with a spear to save a life of someone he never met,” Hilli explained. “But he’ll recover. You must be his Padawan.” The Padawan girl nodded. “I’m Teal, so Master jumped in the way of the spear to defend someone else?” Hilli nodded. “That’s right. Is that something he’d do?”
“Yeah,” Teal replied. “He’ll save lives of people he’s never met.”
“Rose . . .”
“Do you know why your Master would mutter that?” Teal shook her head. “Not a clue, he does it sometimes in his sleep. He talks in his sleep. But why are we standing here? Master needs help now!” Teal started to pull the stretcher across the docking garage. Hilli and Cade ran behind and took control. Skywalker was lead to the medical room. Teal blurted everything she was told about the incident and Skywalker was taken off to medical treatment.
“There,” Cade sighed. “Now I must go.”
“Who are you?” Teal asked Cade.
“The name’s Cade.” Just then a female doctor immerged. “Master Skywalker requests to see all of you,” she said. The doctor led them into a small room. “He’s only half aware of what’s around him,” the Doctor explained. “We gave him some pain killers so he might slur and say things he won’t even remember and might even regret. But he requests your presence.” She opened the door and Cade Hilli and Teal entered.
“How beautiful,” Andreas said with a slight slur. “I like it. It sparkles . . . like her eyes . . . Oh hello folks! Howzz zzzzzzzzzzzziiiii weaza?? Hot, cold, snowy, windy, or perfect weatha?? I hope rains . . . I rather like the rain. Ah! More Pain Killers! More pain killers! The pain, it’s killing me! So kill the pain!!!!!! Grrrrraaa! I love Rose . . . oh where is Rose? Where art my Rose? And that scramball player can eat his heart out for secretly breaking the rules . . . I break rules better than he can!!!!!!!!” The doctor injected a needle into Skywalker’s arm and he passed out.
“It’s a pity,” Cade commented. “I was hoping to hear more but he had to beg for painkillers. Does he think it’s the cure to everything or something?”
“He’s just out of it,” Teal replied. “But is he really going to be okay?”
“Rose . . .”
“Do you know what he means by Rose?” Cade asked.
“You already asked me that and I don’t know,” Teal replied. “Let’s see . . . Rose . . . Rise . . . I don’t have any ideas. Master sometimes talks in his sleep. Sometimes really late at night I’ll walk by his quarters and hear him talking about the most random things. Later I found out that he was talking in his sleep, he only does it at times. I think the more tired he is the louder and more he talks. To tell the truth I can’t find a pattern. I haven’t been his Padawan for very long. It’s only been a week.”
“Rose . . .”
“Now what?”
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