I woke up to my comlink going off, the sound alone was making my head pound. I groaned as I reached over and pulled it off the nightstand, "Yes?" I spoke into it.

"Hangar. Now." Vader's stern voice responded and I sighed as I sat up, the room still felt like it was spinning. Force how much did I drink? I walked slowly to my bag of clothes and changed out of my pajamas.

I felt my stomach churn uncomfortably and I ran to the bathroom to vomit last nights indiscretions into the toilet. After finishing and flushing the toilet, I proceeded to brush my teeth and pull my hair into a tight bun. I breathed heavily to push away the nausea before exiting the room so I could meet Vader.

I walked slowly, the events of last night were a bit of a blur but I could make out a few things. One when Adam kissed me, two when Vader was so close to me I almost thought he was going to kiss me, what a stupid thought, of course that would never happen but drunk minds are drunk minds, and three vomiting into his wastebasket. I was so embarrassed and a little nervous to see him, would he be angry with me? Were we all going to get in trouble for drinking?

I opened the door to the hangar and saw him standing over near the corner with his hood up as he was eyeing something in his hand. He looked up when he heard me and held up the bottle of whiskey from last night, "It appears you forgot something."

"Sorry." I mumbled as I looked towards the ground nervously.

"Whatever," He threw it into the trash can, "That's not why I called you here."

I looked up to meet his gaze and was startled when I realized how much closer he had gotten without me noticing, "Why did you call me?" I questioned.

"Do you remember what I told you last night?" He asked as he tilted his head to the side.

I thought back to last night and got nervous when I realized I didn't, I didn't even remember getting back to my room last night, "Honestly no." I admitted with slight reluctance.

He rolled his eyes, "I expected you wouldn't. Now that you're done with these," He gestured around the room, "I will be bringing in more for you to do."

"More?" I whined with a sigh.

"Is that an issue?" He growled at my reaction and my eyes slightly widened.

"No." I quickly shook my head and I immediately regretted when I felt my head begin to pound thanks to my wonderful hangover.

He smirked, "Good," He stepped closer to me, "Now, how about we discuss that other little thing." He kept moving closer to me and I was slowly backing up into a wall, feeling intimidated.

"W-what other thing?" I asked nervously as his face got even closer and I felt my heart racing a million miles a minute.

"When you kissed Adam, why were you thinking of me?" He asked and he was now so close to my face that our bodies were pressed together.

"I wasn't." I lied breathlessly, was this really happening?

He brought his finger up to my lip, "What did I say about lying (y/n)?"

"I-I don't know why, I was just drunk." I answered his question honestly. I just assumed that the reason he came to mind was due to my intoxicated state.

His eyes traveled along my face as he stood there in thought, "Did you wish it was me?" His nose touched mine and his lips were so close it was like I could already feel them and for a second it felt like my heart had stopped beating. Like we were frozen in this moment. "Well?" He asked softly as his eyes burned into mine.

"I don't know what to say." I responded timidly.

"The truth, might as well, I already know the answer." I saw the corner up his mouth tug into a devious smile. The feeling of his closeness was almost too much for me, I felt like I couldn't breath.

"Yes." I swallowed nervously as my eyes darted from his eyes to his lips then back to his eyes again just as he did last night.

He chuckled with amusement through his nose and backed away from me, "The new TIE-fighters will be here tomorrow." And with that he turned and walked away from me, leaving me there with my nerves erratic.

I let out the breath I was holding when I heard him leave. I was shocked and confused about what just happened to the point where I couldn't move. Was he trying to toy with me? I sighed as I leaned my head back roughly against the metal wall. I'm going to have a hard time pushing these events out of my mind. I've been close to men before, I wasn't a nun, but something about him just took my breath away like no other man had. I was intoxicated by his scent alone and I hated it, I hated feeling this way. Especially for someone like him. I waited until my racing heart had slowed down before pushing myself off of the wall. I decided to distract myself by getting breakfast, it might make my stomach feel better and I was hoping Adam would be there so I could talk to him about last night.

I would push away these thoughts for now and deal with them later.

As I walked into the cafeteria I scanned the area and found him eating alone at a table near the back of the room. I grabbed a tray of food and walked over to him, "Can we talk?"

He looked up at me and gave me a soft smile, "Sure." He gestured to the seat in front of him for me to sit down.

I took a seat and looked up to his pretty green eyes, "I'm so sorry about last night." I apologized, the last thing I wanted was to hurt his feelings. He's such a good guy, I actually wish I felt something more. He is the kind of guy I should feel something for.

He smiled sadly and looked down to his empty tray, "Don't apologize, you were drunk and I never should have kissed you like that without your permission." He's too sweet for his own good.

"Listen," I reached my hand over and placed it on his, causing him to look back up at me, "You're an amazing guy Adam, but I'm not ready for anything, with anyone right now."

He nodded and turned his hand around so he could hold mine, "I understand let's just forget it ever happened and have things be normal between us," He smiled happily. "Agreed?"

I returned the smile and squeezed his hand gently, relieved the events of last night didn't ruin the friendship that we built. "Agreed."

He didn't release my hand right away, instead he squeezed a little tightly and his eyes were peering into mine with longing.

"Again, am I interrupting something?"

We both jumped at the voice and I pulled my hand away quickly and looked up to see Vader standing next to our table. Once again, the idea of giving this man a bell came to mind.

His eyes met mine and I quickly looked away feeling nervous after what just happened in the Hangar. I couldn't look at him without feeling those same butterflies, "No my Lord." Adam responded for us both and I heard the Vadersnort.

"Come with me Adam, we have things to discuss." He spoke sternly and turned to walk out the doors. Adam looked at me apologetically for leaving me alone before standing up and following Vader out of the room.

I sighed as I stared down at my plate, I was hoping this food would make me feel better but just by looking at it alone made my stomach hurt even more. I stood up and grabbed both mine and Adam's tray that he left and threw them away.

The new ships wouldn't be here till tomorrow so I didn't have anything to do today, kind of like a day off. So I began walking around the halls wondering what I should do when only one thought came to mind, sleep. I went back to my room and pressed in the code that I now remembered, I changed into pajama shorts and a t-shirt before dropping myself onto my bed. I closed my eyes so sleep could take me but Vader stayed in mind, I groaned annoyed at my own thoughts. I just wanted to sleep.

I laid on my back and stared up at the ceiling and began to count the tiles, it's something my brother taught me. He told me that if I ever have trouble sleeping, to find something on the walls or the ceiling, whether it be tiles, cracks, or designs, and count. He said it calmed the mind since it gives it something else to focus on. The last thing I remember is mumbling fifty-two and sleep took over.

"(y/n)!" His voice shouted at me from afar. I began to struggle as I pushed past the bushes and trees of Naboo, looking for my brother by following his cries. "(y/n) help me!" He shouted again and this time it sounded more like he was in pain.

"I'm coming Noah!" I called to him and pushed past another bush and that's when I saw his body lying on the floor in a field of grass. I ran towards him and knelt by his side, I began shaking him to wake him up but nothing was working, "No, Noah please don't leave me!" I cried at the loss of the last person I had. I grabbed ahold of him and placed his head on my lap as I cried uncontrollably, "No!" I shouted as loud as I could causing the birds and animals in their trees to flee.

"Noah!" I shouted as I shot up from my bed, my breathing heavy and quick as I recalled the nightmare. I brought my knees up to my chest and began to cry into them. That was my first time dreaming about him. Seeing his face brought me so much heartache.

I continued sobbing until I felt a headache form and I began to try and calm myself down.

I stood up from the bed and walked into my bathroom to wash my face, trying hard not to think of the nightmare I just had. I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror to see my puffy eyes. Suddenly my comlink went off and I thanked it for the distraction. "Yes?" I spoke into it trying my best not to sound sad.

"Come here." Vaders voice came through smoothly, he didn't sound as angry as usual. But that didn't stop my heart from picking up its pace. I was nervous to face him after what happened. But then again, I'd rather face him than be in here alone with the thoughts of my brother.

"On my way." I responded before leaving my room, I didn't bother changing out of my pajamas. As soon as this talk is over, I'm going right back to bed. At least I'm hoping I will, I'm a little afraid to dream again. I lifted my hand to knock on his door but it slid open before I got the chance. He was sitting to his couch and gestured for me to come inside. He was sitting there in his pants with his robe on but his chest was exposed.

"Sit." He pointed to the seat next to him.

I listened to his words and sat down, "Why did you call me?" I asked as I turned to look at him, but he wasn't looking me, he was looking towards the floor.

"I felt your pain." He responded before handing me a cup with brown liquid inside. I sniffed it and recognized the scent to be whiskey, I was surprised he was even handing this to me, especially after yesterday. I stared into the cup debating on it but I knew I probably shouldn't, I barely just recovered from the last time I drank this stuff.

"I don't know if I should drink this, " I admitted setting it down on the table in front of us, "Not after last time." I recalled the awkward memory of me throwing up in front of him.

"More for me." He grabbed it and downed the cup in a few seconds without taking a breath. I was surprised at the state he was in, I could smell the alcohol coming off of him. He looked so vulnerable.

I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. Why did he call me here? He said it was because he felt my pain, but still, why does it matter if I'm in pain? What the hell was he doing with me in the Hangar? And also, what happened to the man from last week? '"Can I ask you something?" I questioned as his eyes stayed fixated on the cup in his hand.

"I know what it's like to lose a sibling and the man is dead." He answered two out of the three questions I had thought of, not at all surprised the man is dead and I was a little surprised at myself for not caring, but wait did he say he had a sibling?

"You had a sibling?" I asked surprised by this revelation.

He nodded, "A sister." I saw a small smile appear on his lips, "She was a snippy little thing."

"Those beads," I remember how gentle he was with them and how sad he looked when he held them, "They were hers weren't they?"

He nodded as his smile turned into a frown and he began pouring more alcohol into his glass. I decided to change the subject, I could tell it was hurting him to talk about it.

"You missed one of my questions." I stated and he looked away from the cup to meet my eyes before setting it down.(GIF)

"Ask me then." He leaned back on the couch but kept his eyes on me.

"The hangar, what was that?"I asked and the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He tilted his head with a smirk.

I gave him an annoyed look, "Seriously?"

He leaned forward to get close to me, "You mean when I did this?" His nose was touching mine again like before and his lips almost touched mine.

"Yeah," I responded nervously, he was so close to me again and all I wanted to do was... I did it. Don't ask me why, don't ask what came over me to even attempt something as insane is this. I just had to, the urge was so strong.

I pressed my lips to his and I felt him stiffen in surprise but eventually he kissed me back. I brought my hands up to his face and pushed myself closer to him, enjoying the feeling of the rush inside of my body. I've kissed people before, but no one came close to making me feel the way I do now.

I heard him growl against my mouth and he gripped onto my hips, lifting me up, and setting me on his lap. I deepened the kiss and his hands went through my hair and eventually the kiss broke and he brought his lips to my neck, I moaned at the feeling.

But like all good things, it ended.

It was like he snapped himself back into reality and he gripped me roughly and shoved me off of him and onto the floor. I tried to catch my fall and I landed on my wrist and I cried in pain at the feeling of it possibly being broken. He was standing up now and had his back to me, "Get out," He spoke in an angry tone and for a moment I was too frozen in fear to move, "I said get out!" He shouted aggressively and the lights in the room began to flicker.

I quickly used my good hand to push myself and I ran out of the room. I was gripping onto my hurt wrist as I turned a corner and then sat on the floor, I was so confused, and in pain, and afraid. What the hell just happened? Why did I do that? Am I crazy?

"Oh my god are you okay?" The sound of footsteps were rushing towards me and soon Adam was knelt down next to me.

I looked up at him, "I fell," I lied, I couldn't possibly tell him what really happened,"I think I landed on my wrist wrong." I held it up for him to see the visible swollenness.

"Let me see," He gripped it gently and moved it around and I winced in pain, "It's just a sprain, but lucky for you I was a wild child and I know a thing or two." He smiled and picked me up bridal style.

"You know my feet still work." I gave a small chuckle.

"I know," He winked, "But I'm trying to be a gentleman." He carried me through the hallway and I couldn't help but look back towards Vader's door. Although I wish I hadn't, he was standing there glaring at me and the last thing I saw before Adam turned the corner were his burning yellow eyes.

(a/n Had a lot of fun with this one, I hope you like it!)