he’s back. jerhal is back.
vyen’a told me last night that they - she and lieutenant teral - had known for a week. but they wanted me to be surprised. and i was. i was.
and it was the best surprise ever.
even though i was moved into my flat, vyen’a told me to come with her to corellia. she said she’d need some help with this shipment she was picking up. which was strange, but sometimes things get sticky so i didn’t bother asking. and she left me to set up the cargo bay like she needed and went to organize the paperwork, and then she commed me and asked for me to go to the hangar to make sure everything was starting to move. and that made sense, because the last few shipments she’s taken have just dragged and dragged. so i downloaded the manifest from her display and went to the hangar but i couldn’t find it, and when i looked to doublecheck…
jerhal came up behind me. and put his arms around me. and it was perfect. it was wonderful. he’s home. he came back. he’s alive and in one piece and and and…
lieutenant teral gave him a few days rest before putting him back on the line. he’s so nice. vyen’a and he are good together. but since jerhal had a few days off, he climbed right back on a transport and we went back to carrick and he got to see my flat. and we curled on my chair with my blanket and counted the stars again.
and just the bliss of being there, with him?
it was perfect.
he wants to marry me. he wants to have a family with me. and that’s perfect. it really is. my headaches are still there, and he’s going to help me find out what’s wrong, why they’re still so bad.
and my drawings aren’t as shaky as they were. and i might…
i’ve been thinking about it for a while. i might go to one of the fight nights that viper and vysht organizes; if jerhal will go with me. no one will know me, probably. and i won’t fight. just watch.
i haven’t really wanted to go back since that night. but i feel stronger now. stronger than i have in a really, really long time.
i feel like me.