by Wayward Daughter Wed 21 Dec 2011 - 23:58
You.... you revived me?! I gasped, shocked. I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't think clearly enough to thank him, but he didn't seem to mind, at all. He was just grinning. He was pleased to have succeeded, and that was pouring out of him.
Wait.... I hesitated. How did I....? I.... I was talking with.... Luke... and then....
I winced, as the memories flooded back into my head, almost as if I could feel that knife protruding into my body again, feel the coldness and the wrongness, the pain. It wasn't physical. Not this time. Just a sheer emotional onslaught. He'd killed me... Luke, Luke had really killed me. In cold blood. He'd killed me........ And I still loved him.