Pg 206-209

Kris was leading a very tired group of Jedi down the hall quickly when all of a sudden she felt a pulse of force energy come from her room; it wasn't darkside energy it was just different energy. When they got to Kris's room they saw me, sitting up in bed, and Orunti slouching against the wall, rubbing his head and neck.
"What happened?" Corran asked Orunti as he walked over toward me.
"No, Corran, don't go near her; don't try to touch her," Orunti warned as Corran got closer to me.
But it was too late; I extended my arm and Corran too went flying against the wall, "Don't touch me." My voice trembled from the boosted power I was receiving from the force.
"Tori, it's us," Kris attempted.
My gaze snapped in her direction. "I know who you are! Y-you're with him! You're all with him! I won't let it happen again! I won't!" I shouted as I shook my head. Everything was thrown back a foot or two away from me.
"It will never happen again; he's dead. He can't hurt you anymore," Corran said as he stood stiffly.
" No... no... you're all lying; all of you! How can I trust you? How do I know you're telling the truth?" I demanded as I continued to thrash.
"Because this is a dream, Tori. You're asleep and you're living a nightmare," Tristan explained and I shook me head; he sighed, "Do one thing for me, close your eyes then open them again. You know you can trust us and you want to, I can tell."
I closed my eyes then opened them again; the haze was gone but I instantly experienced a feeling of vertigo, "What's going on? Why is everyone staring at me?"
"You don't remember?" Jason asked in disbelief.
"Why would she? It was a dream; most people don't remember their dreams," Orunti answered.
"That's right, but Tori, this just proves that you need to tell us about what happened.," Corran stated.
"No," I said with finality, "I already have to relive it in my dreams."
"I entered her dream," Orunti stated, "I don't think she should be forced to tall anyone what happened. I will tell you so she doesn't have to."
"Thank you, Orunti," I said with a weak smile.
As if on cue, Skai wandered in, rubbing her eyes and asked, "What's going on?"
"Nothing, let's go back to sleep," Corran said with a yawn as he retreated back to his room.

* * *

I wandered into the small galley about and hour later, still with sleep in my eyes. I was an unprotected swirl of emotions; fear, anger, helplessness. I sighed as I walked over to the small sitting area.

"You couldn't sleep either?" a voice asked from one of the couches.

"No, I can't stop thinking about it, " I replied as I sat down next to Tristan.

"It's really eating away at you, isn't it?" he asked as he turned toward me with a look of pure concern written on his face.

"Yeah... but before you ask: no, I don't want to talk about it," I said as I pulled my knees up to my chest.

"I wasn't going to ask; all that matter to me right now is that you're safe and nothing can hurt you anymore," Tristan said as he reached forward toward me. It hurt to see me fight the urge to flinch; he pulled his hand back and offered a half-hearted smile.

I knew I had to get over my fear of physical contact soon and now seemed as good a time as any. Once he had pulled away I crawled over to him on the couch and leaned against him.

Tristan smiled at the effort I was putting in to get over my fear. He didn't quite know whether to do something and risk scaring me or to do nothing and risk me feeling abandoned. He slowly moved his arm until it was wrapped comfortably around my waist and my head was resting on his chest. He was immensely pleased when he felt my still stiff breathing even out and watched as my hand that was holding onto his robe loosened its grip. I shifted slightly and drifted off into a deep slumber.

* * *

When he awoke the next morning he found that I was still curled up against him contentedly. He noticed that my hand was still holding his robe loosely and my sleeve was pushed up a bit, revealing the lacerations that ringed my wrists. His breath caught in his throat when he remembered all I must have been through. I shifted slightly and muttered something before settling my head back on his chest. He couldn't help but smile at my cat-like behavior and began to twirl my hair through his fingers idly; he wasn't paying attention when Corran walked in.

"I trust she slept well?" Corran asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Like a baby," Tristan replied softly.

"I'm glad she can find comfort in at least one of us," Corran said with a sigh.

"It's really weakening her," Tristan stated as he looked down at me.

"Well, she must be emotionally exhausted," Corran figured.

"Some scars are going to take longer to fade than others; I have a feeling she's going to be like this for awhile," Tristan said with a sigh.

"Well then I guess it's a good thing some of us are going to be inactive for awhile," Corran said with a sly grin; Tristan gave him a confused look," I already talked to Luke about what happened and he agreed that she needed time to readjust and that she would need our support so we've all been stationed on Naboo in the lake country."

"That's perfect; I remember her telling me how much she loved Naboo after her first visit," Andrew said enthusiastically. I shifted and frowned a bit before burying my face in his chest.

"Now I'm sure I don't have to tall you how sensitive she's going to be for awhile," Corran said as he watched Tristan reposition his hand around my waist.

"I know, and you should know that I would die before doing anything that would hurt her," Tristan countered quietly as he looked up from my sleeping form.