[2.1 Apologize ]

Trever sat back to back with Kale. They were on the floor of the workshop after one of their fights. The fights had gotten worse since Kale and he had been cut from each other. The gaping wound felt like a hole in his heart, in his body, in his mind. His soul had been torn in half. It was amazing they hadn't died. They almost did.

But Tobias had saved them. Saved Kale. Even though he had done it to them. Trever didn't quite understand that one. That entire day blurred in his mind. Kale didn't remember it all.

But Tobias had saved them.

And all in return he had given the Jedi was anger.

He stood up suddenly, causing Kale to tumble backwards.

"Where are you going?" Kale asked, looking up at him with those semi-dead eyes. Kale had been hurt far more than he had. He could still feel the Force, Kale didn't exist in it anymore.

"I'll be right back. Promise."

His twin nodded as he sat himself back up.

He found Tobias easily. The older man, scruffy, lined and scared, but still handsome, sat reading in bed. More comfortable for him with his bad leg -that Kale broke again. He sat on the bed and rested his head on Tobias' shoulder.

"What's this?" Tobias asked surprised. Trever knew why. Out of the two of them, Kale had always been the more affectionate one.

Trever didn't say anything. He kissed Tobias on the cheek and squeezed his hand, sending a brief pulse of gratitude through the Force. Then he got up and went back to Kale.



Trever Delvar
Star Wars
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