A slight groan escaped my throat as I relived the memories with every trace my eyes made across her delicate little form. I knew the voices would be joining the torture soon as I fought back the need to let my rage out onto something, anything.. but then her soft little whimper came out and my world stopped spinning as I focused on the heavy panting of her breath and the movements she made while she tossed and turned.
The attack on my brain stopped and I saw nothing but her. I felt nothing but her, as my fingertips laced down her cheek before I even knew what I was doing. Her presence destroyed me and calmed me down, both in one.
Another whimper and I was aching yet again, I knew she was having a nightmare, a nightmare which most likely consisted of me... and Luke. I wanted to take away
