Disclaimer: Star Wras is Lucas's inevention, I am not an Inventor. It's not mine, ya happy?

A/N: To all my fan's, did I get this chapter out fast enough for you. I'm just gonna shut up right now and let you read it because I think I have held you in suspense long enough.

Chapter 5: Betrayal

After we had been on the Star Forge for over a month, we had to leave again. It was truly a shame to leave Revan's shining palace, but we boarded his flag ship again and went on our way. My mind was still in turmoil over my emotions. How had I let them grow? Master Vrook had always told me to keep my feelings in a firm hand, but lately I found myself gazing at Revan, and thinking about him when I didn't want to. It was terrifying how much I had let go, but also exciting some how.

In the sector of Dorin, a dispute had started. Malak and others feared a rebellion would start on their newly claimed world. Revan had gone down to investigate the matter, and soothe the people's ruffled feathers. I was stuck in his quarters.

I didn't understand why Kayla came bursting in like she did, but there she was red faced and panting.

"Miss," She said, her timid voice panicky, "You must come quick!"

"Kayla, is something wrong?" I glanced over the data tape I had been reading.

"Please, Miss, you must come!" She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me as hard as she could out the door.

"What in the galaxy is going on?" I asked getting rather irritable. I would have preferred staying in my room rather than being dragged out onto the ship.

"You must come!" was all she said. I began to wonder what had her so frightened.

On the bridge I could see s myriad of people. The buzz of their conversation drifted into my ears. I only caught a few words, "Jed….ambushed…Lord Revan…dying."

I stopped in my tracks like a cold bucket of water had been dumped on me. Dying!

I pulled myself out of Kayla's grasp and ran into the throng of people. I kicked, elbowed, and stomped my way until I could see the crumpled form lying on the floor.

The people pushed me out of the circle, and I stood there numbly for several seconds.

I could have left right then, no one would notice, no one would care. I could have taken a shuttle, an escape pod or something and left the flag ship. I could have gone to Dorin, and found some way to get back to the Enclave on Dantooine, or seen the Council on Coruscant. I could have left.

But I didn't.

In stead I shoved my way back into the crowd, clawing my way back to the trying man on the floor.

Malak was there watching Revan as he faded away. He rubbed his jaw brace with his mechanical hand gleefully. The scars Revan had inflicted on him would be meaningless now. Soon he would be dead, unless I did something.

The crowd tried to shove me back but I hollered at them, "Let me see him! Let me go, I need to get to him! I can save him!"

Malak gestured to the soldiers, soon to be his soldiers, "Get her out of her; take her to my master's quarters."

"No!" I cried as the soldiers grabbed me, "Let me help him, please!"

The soldiers looked to Admiral Abon; while Revan still breathed they were under his command. The Admiral stared at my tear streaked face, then back at Revan. Slowly he nodded, and they released me from their grasp.

I knelt next to Revan, searching out his wounds. He had been slashed and several times in the chest, one narrowly missing his heart. A severed head injury oozed blood from under his mask. I knew Revan would have hated it, but I had no choice, I had to remove the mask.

I hastily unlocked the bindings, and gently raised the black mask from his face. A few people in the crowd gasped when they saw their leader for the first time.

I sank into the concentration I had mastered over the years. I pushed myself into Revan's aura, and searched for his life signs. Only a single ember of life still burned within him. Using the Force, I breathed onto the small spark urging it to grow into a flame. His life began to burn brighter, and leapt into a small flame.

I fell out of my meditation breathing hard. Revan's wounds had closed, but were still severe.

"Take him to the medbay immediately," I said as I left Revan to be attended too.

The crowed moved aside to let me pass, whispering amongst themselves. Kayla seemed to stare at me with awe, the same way she had stared at Revan so many times.

I caught Malak's eye as I left to bridge. He stared at me with a glowing boil of hatred. I had ruined his chance at becoming Dark Lord of the Sith, I feared exactly what price I would be forced to pay.

Kayla returned an hour or so later. I was sitting on Revan's bed watching the chronometer, wishing Revan would walk through the door.

""Miss?" Kayla asked entering the room.

I flew to her before she had her foot through the door, "How is he? Is he alright? Will he live?"

Kayla seemed startled by all the questions, but answered them as best as he could, "He's okay for now, Miss, the medics say they ain't sure he's gonna make it yet, but you and your magic have sure given him a better chance."

"Can I see him?" I asked, perhaps wishing for too much.

"Oh I don't know miss," Kayla said, "They're hardly letting anyone see him."

"Please, Kayla, will you just take me to the medbay?" I begged to the girl probably half my age.

"If...if that's what ya want, Miss, but I ain't given no guarantees about getting in."

"I understand," I said, "but I have to try."

"Alright then, Miss," Kayla led me out of the room.

I followed Kayla through the corridors of the ship. Several servants and soldiers turned to stare at me with wondering gazes. I couldn't understand why at first, until I realized it was because I had done something to help Revan. I was his prisoner, yet I may have saved his life.

Two soldiers guarded either side of the medbay entrance. They blinked in astonishment when they saw me, but didn't move from their posts.

When Kayla stepped in front of them, one put his double bladed sword in front of her path.

"The good lady wants to see Master Revan," Kayla looked at the soldier beseechingly.

"I'm afraid that no one is allowed to see Lord Revan."

"Please I must see him," I pleaded at him, "I must."

"That is not possible; my orders come from Lord Malak, he fears she may kill Lord Revan if given the chance."

"Don't ya understand that she saved Master Revan's life?" Kayla asked, a hint of disgust in her voice, "Please just let Mistress Bastila see her lover. That's all she wants."

I would have chided Kayla on calling me Revan's lover if the situation were different and two soldiers weren't in front of us.

The soldier in front of Kayla looked at his comrade and sighed. The second officer nodded, and he turned back to us, "Very well, but be brief."

I gave a small grateful smile to the soldier as Kayla and I entered the medbay. Revan was lying on a bed, with tubes protruding from his arms and a breath mask covering his nose. His handsome face was a ghastly white, and his eyes were still closed. Two med-droids and a medic were bustling around the room, maintaining his blood pressure, and checking his vital signs.

Tears stung at my eyes, and I pressed a fist to my mouth. I hesitantly walked over to where Revan lay. I wanted him to open his eyes. I wanted to see his smile, to hear his laugh; I even wanted to hear his sarcastic comments.

I brushed a stray strand of hair from his cheeks as the tears spilled over.

"You should not be here," the medic said, "You must leave immediately."

"Please don't make me leave him," I whispered pleadingly.

"I can't allow you to do that," the medic replied truthfully sounding apologetic, "He needs to heal without any interruptions."

Solemnly I nodded and walked away from Revan. I glanced back at him before I left. Please don't die, I begged him silently in my mind.

For several days I was in a world of loneliness and doubt. My head was filled with worry as I waited each day for news on Revan's condition. At night I continued to lie on the floor, but I couldn't sleep. Images of Revan lying covered in blood on the floor played before me every time I shut my eyes.

It must have been the Council who had sent the Jedi to attack Revan. He must have been outnumbered, it was the only way they could have hurt him. My jaw tightened when I thought of that. They were no better than the Mandalorians! How could they try and kill a man without knowing him! I knew him, and he wasn't a monster! If he died, I swore they would pay.

When I thought of that, I bowed my head in shame. I had never thought of revenge before. A Jedi doesn't seek revenge only peace. I didn't trust the Council, but I couldn't blame them totally for Revan's injuries. This was war, they had to do it. I should know, I had tried to attack him once. Had it really been so long ago? How long had I been with Revan? What would happen if he died? Would Malak have me killed, or worse tortured?

All of these things filled my head during the night and brought me no peace.

Kayla came each day to see me, and each day I asked about him.

Her answer was always the same, "He's doing fine."

No matter how hard I pressed, she couldn't tell me anymore.

Three days after Revan had been ambushed, the door opened behind me. I had been sitting on the bed trying to unclutter my mind so I could meditate. I wasn't successful.

I leapt from the bed, "Kayla is he…?" I trailed off with my mouth hanging open as wide as a cave.

Revan was standing in front of me without his armor or mask; dressed only in his black tunic. His pallor was much healthier color than what I had seen before, and his head wound had healed. He winced a little when he stepped forward, but he seemed in almost perfect health.

"Oh…oh," I said still recovering from my shock, "You're back."

His smile suggested that he had something to say, "Yes, I was quite amazed to learn that I was supposed to be dead."

I swallowed, Uh oh. I had a feeling what was coming next.

"But I was more surprised when I heard that you saved my life," Revan said closing the distance between us, "I'm just curious as to why you would do that."

"Uh…um," I stammered, "The, uh, Jedi we value all life, we don't believe in…"

"I was brought up among the Order, Bastila, I know that particular lie," Revan said.

I glared at him a little, "That's not a lie, we do…"

"If the Jedi believed in preserving life then they wouldn't kill anyone," Revan said, "They would have helped me fight against the Mandalorians to help people. But I don't want to argue with you, Bastila; I want an answer, why did you save me?"

"I already told you, I had too, the Jedi…" Even I thought it sounded pathetic.

"Don't lie to me!" Revan cried, I backed up a little, "I want hear the truth. Why?"

"I don't know why!" I said with as much force and frustration as he did.

"Yes you do, you know the truth," Revan said his eyes poring into me, "Did it hurt you when I was injured? Did it make you feel sick to think that I could die? Do you love me, Bastila?"

He had never said that word before; I had never believed that I could be. I didn't want to believe.

"No!" I cried, "Never! I..I…I couldn't. It's impossible."

It stung my heart to see the disappointment in his eyes. Revan sighed, and walked a few steps away from me, his head bowed.

"So you still think that the Sith are corrupt," Revan said sadly, "You still think that we are evil."

I licked my lips, and softly walked over to him. I took his hand and entwined my fingers with his, "I don't think you're evil," I whispered.

I saw the faintest trace of a smile on his lips. He looked down at our enlaced fingers and brought my hand to his lips. When they brushed my skin my hand started to tremble.

I pulled my hand away, but Revan's smile grew, "You do feel something."

"I…I…" I turned away, too frightened to look into his eyes. I took a deep breath before turning back around, "I will not give into this," I said sternly with more confidence than I felt, "I will not give into my emotions."

Revan continued to smile when he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. My breath shook, but I didn't pull away. He brushed his fingers across my cheek, "You already have."

His eyes seemed to be endless depths of green, and I was entranced by them. Slowly he brought his lips to mine and kissed me ever so softly. I didn't pull away, I didn't want to.

All thoughts of the Council and the Code flew out of my mind. I only wanted to be with him. I was enspelled, trapped.

Captivated.

I yawned sleepily when I started to emerge from my dreamy sleep. For some reason the ground beneath was much softer and more comfortable than it usually was. It was almost like I was sleeping on a…bed.

My eyes popped open when I realized that. I was right; I wasn't on the floor, but in Revan's bed. I noticed that the dress I had worn now lay crumpled on the floor, along with a black tunic.

I became aware of a weight resting on my abdomen, and I looked down to see an arm slung snuggly across me. Revan.

The blood rushed from my face when I realized what had happened. I turned over in the bed, my back facing Revan. Why had I done that? I couldn't say that I wasn't thinking straight, I could certainly remember thinking a lot of things, none of them dealing with the word 'stop'.

What would the Council think? I frowned when I thought that, did I really care for what they thought? It wasn't like I hadn't stopped Revan; did that mean that I wanted it to happen?

I saw two choices before me, I could give into what I was feeling, or I could tell him that it was mistake. Which one was right? Which did I want?

I felt Revan stirring next to me, but I didn't move. He already knew that I was awake. He turned me over so I could see his face; it was like he knew what I was thinking.

"I've betrayed them," I said softly, "I've betrayed the Order…the Council…betrayed them."

Revan looked away when I said that, I could see the disappointment…the hurt in his face.

"Are you ashamed for what we have done?" He asked.

I pursed my lips and frowned thinking hard, "My head says that I should be, but my heart disagrees."

"Then which path will you choose?' Revan asked a sense of hope in his voice.

When I looked at him, I saw what I wanted. The Council, my masters, had always warned me to never give in, to always bury your emotions deep down. I didn't want that anymore. All I wanted was him.

"I want this, Revan," I said, "I don't care what the Council says, I want this."

He smiled and kissed me hard on the lips and I melted against him the way it had been last night.

The way it should be.

TBC

A/N: Was it everything you thoaught it would be? Ar eyou dying to know what happens next? Reveiew to let me know.