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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Put Your Lips Close to Mine

Saachi slowly walked past General Tionne's corpse, her eyes white and glazed over, cheeks sunken and gray.

She blinked and it wasn't General Tionne anymore. It was General Secura, or at least how Saachi remembered her from the one time she'd met Yulia's cousin. General Secura looked as terrifying in death as General Tionne had, her blue skin was ashen, and blaster holes littered her body.

Then the blue turned pink and Saachi screamed. Not her. Not Yulia. She wouldn't let them take Yulia.

"Saachi!"

Hunter wasn't holding her, but his hand rested on her cheek, wiping away the tears.

"Easy, Saachi. It's just a dream."

She grabbed his wrist, and his hand fell to rest on the side of her throat. She took a deep breath, following the cadence of the beat he tapped out on her skin.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," She mumbled.

"I was already awake. Just got off of watch," Hunter said, “What happened?”

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Nobody Cares At All

Saachi’s jaw dropped, “You want to leave her?”

“We don’t have any room for-”

“So we’re just going to abandon her? We can’t just leave her alone, she needs her parents!”

“Well, we didn’t have any, and we turned out fine,” Wrecker pointed out unhelpfully.

Saachi glared at him.

“What do you want me to do?” Hunter snapped. Saachi took a step back, and Hunter paused before continuing, his voice tense, but tempered.

“You want us to invade an Imperial Base? take Omega back to Tipica City? Take on Crosshair, who knows our every move? Remember Bracca? I came up with half of our battle strategies with him, he knows my next move before I do.”

“I-I’ll pay you double!” Hera tried to bargain.

Hunter shook his head. “All the money in the world won’t matter if we’re dead."

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"Hold on," Hunter gently positioned her arms around his shoulders. He wrapped an arm around the small of her back, and the other under her legs. The ground fell away, and Saachi gripped him tightly. "You alright?" Saachi nodded, pressing her face against his chest to avoid the bruising on his neck.

Me: maybe I should stop drawing Hunter kissing Saachi all the time.

@meadow-of-daisies-and-lavender :Every time you draw a kiss scene a fangirl gets it's wings.

So uh, have this ❤️👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾

"This is a dream."

"Then it is a good dream."

Interstellar Heartbeats Chapter Twenty-Four: From Sprinkler Splashes to Fireplace Ashes

“If we did stay…” Hunter murmured softly, “Would you be strong enough to deal with it? To let them attack you like that at point-blank range?” 

Only Hunter would see a family dispute and turn to battle strategies. Saachi laughed, wiping her nose

“Well, the money would be good,” She said lamely, as if that answered his question.

“We can get more money from Cid.”

“The guards would be on the lookout for the Empire. We could relax.”

“That's true… “ Hunter agreed. 

“The Marauder gets fixed up and refueled for free.”

“The longer his ship stays unsupervised, the closer Tech’s getting to an aneurysm.”

“We could all have the chance to take a bath.”

Hunter was quiet.

“I have to admit, you’ve got me there.”

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In the rubble of their homes, the people of Pabu managed to find the pieces of a few instruments, each from a different planet, and began to play a few popular folk tunes. The impromptu concert got even those who were exhausted from the day of building to jump up and dance.

The sparks flew from the bonfire, painting the air around them as Hunter twirled Saachi against him.

"Is this what Natborns usually envision when they think about their future?" He asked, holding her close as he whispered in her ear. He needed a moment to catch his breath. He wasn't even sure he was doing any of the steps right, he was just copying what Phee was doing with Tech.

"It's what I think about," Saachi told him, squeezing his hand.

Hunter hummed thoughtfully. It wasn't the first time any of them had brought up staying on Pabu permanently, setting down roots while you were on the run from the Empire was a bit of a gamble, but now he was starting to see the appeal.

"Credit for your thoughts?" Saachi asked, looking up at him. Hunter looked back into her brown eyes, glowing in the light of the fire. Her breath heaved from the excitement of the dancing, and the stray hairs escaped from her ponytail framed her face.

Hunter would give up everything to keep seeing her like this.

The song ended, and a new one immediately began.