I originally intended the last post to be the end, but then I had this brainstorm. So, you as the reader, choose which ending you prefer. Enjoy!


"Danni?" Kyp asked as he tried to nudge her awake. She made no sound or move to wake, so he tried again, a little harder.

"Quee!" he practically yelled into her ear. He saw her jolt from her slumber and stifled a chuckle. "Wake up!"

Finally, Danni began to stir. "Good morning," she purred without opening her eyes. Then she stretched her toes and rolled over letting her hand come to rest on the pillow next to her, expecting to find a warm, firm, male body lying close by.

But it was empty.

At that instant, her eyes shot open and the empty spot beside her left her completely bewildered. She sat up and saw Kyp standing over the bed, fully dressed and ready to leave and continue their mission. She looked around the small cabin taking in every detail, but it didn't make any sense. No ashes remained in the fireplace from the night before, and the overhead lights were on, clearly proving that the generator was alive and kicking.

What-what's going on? she asked herself.

Then she glanced down at herself, and the confusion only escalated. She was fully clothed and wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday- including the shirt Kyp had ripped to tend the cougar cut on her shoulder.

At that thought, her hand went to the wound and brushed it lightly expecting to cringe from the pain-but there was no pain. There wasn't even a mark. It was as if last night had never even happened.

"My-my wound," she muttered massaging her arm.

"What?" Kyp asked. "What wound? Are you hurt?" He brushed her hand aside and took a cursory glance at her back but found nothing. He straightened back up and shook his head. "There's nothing on your back."

"But the cougar. it slashed me across the back," she started to explain with a frown on her face.

Kyp narrowed his gaze and studied her face carefully. "What cougar? You're freakin' me out, Quee. What are you talking about?"

"The storm knocked the generator out last night, and, while I was trying to fix it, a couple of red-crested cougars pounced on us. You fought them off but not before one slashed me."

One of Kyp's eyebrows lifted in interest as he listened to her story. Instead of replying, he urged her to continue.

"Then we came inside, you ripped my shirt off so you could tend my cut." At the mention of that last detail, Danni turned away, her face blushing from embarrassment.

"Go on," Kyp said. "This is getting better by the minute."

She took a deep breath and kept talking. "Well, then you built a fire in the fireplace and-and," she paused.

"A fire in the fireplace, eh?" Kyp snickered. "Sounds awfully romantic. Now let me guess what happens next. You're overcome by my blatant male sensuality and I carry you off to bed and make mad, passionate love to you all night long."

He caught the surprise on her face and knew he'd hit the nail on the head. "I was right, wasn't I?!" he crowed. She refused to look at him, and he couldn't contain his laughter any longer. "You don't have to answer that. It's written all over your bright red face."

She slunk back under the covers and pulled them over her head. "None of it happened, did it?" she mumbled from underneath her fabric shield.

"Unfortunately not," Kyp lamented sarcastically as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the blanket off of her. She forced herself to look at him, images of her vivid dream flashing through her mind. Kyp took her hand in his, that roguish look gleaming in his brown eyes. "But we could make all of those dreams come true."

The suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows was more than she could take. She jerked her hand from his and quickly maneuvered her way around him and jumped off of the bed.

"It's okay, Danni. You're not the first female to fantasize about me," Kyp boasted playfully leaning back on his elbows.

"Oh, please!" she groaned, looking hurriedly for her pack so that she could flee to the refresher.

Kyp chuckled and continued to taunt her. "And besides, I've been fantasizing about you since we started this mission." That stopped her dead in her tracks.

"You have?" she asked softly. He stood up and sauntered over to her. To his surprise, she didn't back away or smack him when he got close.

"Of course I have. What man wouldn't? You're quite a woman, Quee."

"I-I am?" she said, looking up into his handsome face.

"Yes, you are," he stated firmly. "You're intelligent, funny, and so sith- forsakenly beautiful that it hurts." He gently pushed a stray lock of her curly hair behind her ear, sending a shiver of delight down her spine. She felt her heart rate increase and her head begin to spin as Kyp's mouth was heading slowly but surely for hers. It was apparent that at any second, Kyp would be kissing her, and after her dream of last night, once he started, he wouldn't stop.

Just as his lips were mere centimeters from hers, she pulled away. "So, um, what really happened last night?" she asked returning her attention to her pack. Stunned, and a bit perplexed, Kyp stood frozen in place wondering what had gone wrong.

"Uh, well," he began trying not to show his deep disappointment, "when I got back to the cabin from securing the perimeter you were sound asleep on the bed. You must have been really tired because you slept all night." He paused for minute and then chuckled. "Only I suppose you did more in your sleep than just rest."

Danni shot him a look to kill before blushing and looking away again. Kyp shook his head in amusement. Just knowing the Jedi scientist had dreamt about him was enough to make his day. Yes, this mission was getting better and better.

"Well, enough playing around, Quee. Your wild fantasies will just have to wait. We have a mission to complete. You have twenty minutes to get ready and then we move. I'm going out for some fresh air."

Danni watched him turn and leave. all business again. He was so frustrating--- and so unbelievably sexy. All of those sensations from her dream came flooding back and she felt herself heat up from head to toe. How was she going to make it through another three weeks with this man? If things kept going like they were, well--- she was afraid to even think about what would happen.

But she could always dream.

~* The End? *~