"Rey!" But no, it's quickly apparent that he's not where he was, not with this light and the sounds of--a medbay? Yes, definitely a medbay. And Rey doesn't sound like that. So, after an unsuccessful attempt to sit up, Finn instead turns on his side to focus his still-blurry vision on who is here.
"Poe? Poe! And BB-8! Are you okay? Where's--where are we?"
"Whoa, whoa, slow down there." Poe gets his feet back on the floor, then leans forward so he can put a hand on Finn's shoulder. "We're back at base. We're in medical, because someone decided to take a Sith lord on by himself." He squeezes Finn's shoulder. "Rey's fine. All in one piece, unlike you were."
"She is?" He exhales, most urgent concern taken care of, and the rest of what Poe says starts to sink in. Back at base--they got away! "We got away!" Rey must have held off Kylo Ren long enough to get them off Starkiller Base. Though how she could have done that--Finn had known he couldn't win, not against Kylo Ren, but he couldn't just let him take Rey again, could he?
It must have worked well enough. And Poe's here too, and BB-8, so they made it out. "You musta completed your mission this time, huh?"
"We both did," Poe says, giving Finn's shoulder another gentle squeeze. He still has no idea how the man's doing physically. It had been ugly when they brought Finn in; it had scared the hell out of him, truth be told. Finn doesn't need to know that though, not right now. "You got your mission done, got the shields down for us, got Rey out of there. You did good. I just did what I do after you did the hard work."
Finn smiles, still dazed by it all, and reaches over to clasp his hand on top of Poe's. He has enough strength for that, anyway, even if it is a very loose clasp. "I knew you could." Hell, he'd seen Poe in action; it wasn't bragging when they'd heard he was the Resistance's best pilot.
(And I helped, BB-8 chirps!)
"You're here too, BB? I thought you'd still be out fighting." He wrinkles his brow, though, because something doesn't seem right. "How, uh, how long was I out for?"
"We're in and out," Poe says. "In more than out, right now." Because now the most major action is done, he's been getting fussed at by medical and psych about the whole getting tortured by Kylo Ren thing. Not something he's really looking to talk about, and definitely not with Finn. "You've been down for almost a week. Bet you're tired of laying around, huh?"
He can't help it, he rests his other hand on Finn's, making it a sandwich. It feels so good just to see him moving; the medics had said he'd recover, but day after day of watching him being so still had started to really scare him.
"A week!" Finn blows out a long breath. He could have sworn he was just fighting--but he remembers running, too. Maybe that had been a dream? "I haven't slept that much, ever."
And, truth to tell, he still doesn't feel like hes entirely awake. A couple things Poe's said start to sink in, though, and he suddenly winces as he remembers Kylo Ren's last attack against his back--
He doesn't pull his hand away from Poe's. It feels nice, skin against skin instead of armor on armor. "I don't know if I can get up yet." He looks a little ashamed. A Stormtrooper's supposed to be strong enough to keep going, but he doesn't even have enough strength to sit up by himself. "But I'll try, if you think I should!"
"Look at that. First try at it and you're a champion sleeper," Poe says, laughing.
He gives Finn's shoulder a very light shake when he sees that shame. He's already endured way too much. "Hey, what's that about? I think if I let you get up, we're both going to be in trouble with the medics. You're okay. You hungry? Thirsty?"
Somehow the luxury of letting a patient recover hasn't been explained well enough to him (surprise), so the shame passes quickly enough for confusion. Oh, right--he's in medbay. And if Poe says that'll get him in trouble, he definitely doesn't want to! So he tries to relax again, clearly with some effort. "Okay. I can stay." He tries not to sound too relieved at that.
"Hungry? Yeah, I am." Thirsty, well, not compared to being on Jakku. His mouth is plenty dry, but it's been way worse. But he can always eat. Growing up on rations will do that to you.
And then, to his dismay, Finn yawns again. Come on, he's been asleep for a whole week! But even just talking to Poe is an effort, and as much as his mind is skirting the edges he's beginning to realize he was hurt more than he probably wants to know.
"You better stay," Poe agrees, giving Finn's hand a little squeeze. Just friendly-like. Well, not really. Poe knows himself well enough to know that yeah, this is him falling for the guy who rescued him and then he named like a bantha cub, if just a little. But he can be cool about it. Poor Finn's got more than enough on his plate right now.
"I'll get you something to eat and drink." Though at the yawn, he grins. "If you promise to stay awake long enough for me to get back. Deal?"
"I can do that." If he can stay alert on guard duty, he can stay awake for Poe bringing him something to eat. Besides, it looks like BB-8 is staying to keep him company, happily chirping at him (he thinks it's happily, anyway). He really should start to learn the droid's language.
"Yeah, I'm glad you're okay too, BB-8. And Poe's right, isn't he? Rey's okay?" And even he knows how to interpret a nod from the droid, so Finn is grinning when Poe gets back. He still looks tired, but he's definitely awake.
He gives Finn's shoulder one more little squeeze before he gets up and heads out of the room. It takes him a few minutes to track down one of the medtechs and get out of them what Finn is and isn't allowed to eat or drink. He has a feeling that one of them will probably be by while he's on his errand, or at the least be stopping in after he gets back. Finn should be okay, though
Finn has to be okay. He's not willing to accept any other option.
Several minutes later he's back with a tray, and there's some kind of soup and crackers and water, which is apparently all that should be Finn's speed at the moment. The man really deserves a better meal than that for all he's done, but that can wait until he's out of medical. Make it a celebration, Poe decides. He sets the tray down near Finn's bed.
"The medtech said you're allowed to sit up if I help you and if you're propped up with pillows and if you lay back down immediately if your back so much as twinges. Ready to give that a try?"
It's a little surprising he hasn't been accosted by the medtechs before now, actually, but perhaps his readouts are good enough that he doesn't need attention? Or maybe Poe's going to give them a full report when he falls back asleep again, because he can feel it hovering on the edge of his vision and knows he could succumb to it with the slightest effort. But for the moment, company and food are much more important.
Especially company.
"Yeah. Yeah, I think I can do that." The soup smells great already, and it's not like he isn't used to plain fare. The urge to help set up the pillows is difficult to resist, though, especially with Poe fussing over him, but Finn reminds himself that this is normal when someone's been injured, and if their positions were reversed he wouldn't want Poe risking himself.
Sitting up makes him feel better, more awake, and he pats the bed to invite Poe to sit next to him as he grabs the tray and starts sipping the soup. This feels a lot more natural, being able to talk to him on his own level instead of while he's laying down. "Thanks, man."
He's careful with Finn, more careful than he'd ever been with anyone before, just helping him sit up. It's because he can still remember way too vividly how Finn looked when they brought him in. He remembers trotting along behind the medtechs. Hopefully Finn doesn't remember any of that at all.
He's about to go back to his chair when Finn pats the bed. Well, he's not going to say no to an invitation like that. Hell, Finn just probably wants someone to lean on a little; he's gotten the impression that Stormtroopers weren't much for hugging, so the poor guy's probably starved for affection even without the almost dying thing. He transfers carefully over to the spot on the bed, shoulder brushing against Finn's.
Finn's memory has fortunately blocked that out, at least from his conscious mind while he's awake and in the brightly lit medbay. What it dredges up while he's asleep may be an entirely different story.
Poe's impression is on the spot; having someone to lean up against physically is almost as comforting as being able to sit upright. And, well, Poe doesn't seem to mind, so Finn gives him a bashful smile.
"We can call it even. I needed out of there as much as you did, and you saved me at Takodana."
That smile. That could warm a guy down to his toes if he wasn't thinking very platonic thoughts at the moment.
"And then you saved all of us at Starkiller Base." Poe grins and leans his head to lightly bump against the side of Finn's head. He doesn't want to rock him too much, not right now. "Sorry, buddy, you're stuck being a hero now. A big damn hero."
"Is that what they're saying?" He looks honestly surprised and, truth to tell, a little confused. "I was just trying to get Rey to the Falcon."
He screws his forehead, thinking. Yeah, Solo and Chewbacca had set some explosives, and he knew there was a bombing run on the oscillator, but he...really hadn't done much, himself, except stand up to Kylo Ren which landed him in medbay to begin with.
"What did happen? The official story, I mean." Since he had been out for the most important part.
He probably should have realized that. He sort of had, a little, in his gut. But at that time, when they'd been coming up with the plan, they'd needed something. Poe had been focused on the task at hand--but more important, he'd trusted Finn. Technically, it had been self-interest that had led Finn to rescue him, but it had been a rescue anyway. Poe had known, looking the man in the eye, that he was worth trusting. That he was a good guy. That he'd figure something out.
So this doesn't change any of what he'd known. And he might as well say so. "I kind of guessed. But I also trusted you to figure it out. You're solid."
That's right, Finn's only just woken up. This isn't old news to him. "The charges General Solo and Chewbacca planted put a big hole in the oscillator. Big enough for me to fly my X-wing in and blow it all to hell while you and Rey were dealing with Kylo Ren. Chewbacca picked the two of you up when the planet started to collapse and we escorted the Falcon home."
That gets his grin to grow, and if his hands weren't full he'd give Poe a shoulder-punch - a nudge will have to do. "Glad you did. I didn't know I was breaking out the best pilot in the Resistance." Because if he's solid, what does that make Poe?
He slurps up as much soup as he can while Poe fills him in, nodding at the points he knows. "So it's gone? The whole base?" That was the idea, yeah, but it's still strange to think of. It had been a whole planet...but so had the target planets when the base fired on them. "And you did the heavy lifting. All I did was paint a target on it."
He nods. "Yeah, the whole base is gone, exploded back into the star it consumed." He nudges Finn back--gently. "Couldn't have gotten to it without you. You told us how to blow it up, you got the shield down so we could attack because you volunteered to go in to a dangerous situation. Sorry, you're not going to escape the whole hero thing, get used to it."
"Maybe we both are." Stranger coincidences have happened. He knows that much from the history of the Rebellion - even the version the First Order teaches its recruits. Not for the first time, he wonders if the Resistance has a very different version of the same events. Maybe he can ask General Organa about it some time, since she was by all accounts there for the most exciting parts.
"But I was--" He catches himself, brings his voice down to a hiss. "Poe, I was doing it to get Rey back. I didn't know it would work!"
But it did. And Rey is okay. He believes it, and not only because Poe an BB-8 both said the same thing. If he got out of there alive, she must have, or Kylo Ren would have just killed him and been done with it.
"I heard you the first time," he says. "But you still did what you did, Finn. You still got us in there. You saved everyone. Deal with it." Another little bump of the head.
Finn could have run. Poe's aware of that. And sure, he did everything for Rey. Just like he'd saved Poe to save himself. That didn't change the outcomes. And the fact that Finn stuck around, that he tried... Poe's pretty sure it's not just him being completely selfish about things. Even if Finn doesn't realize it, himself.
Finn shakes his head again, but this time at least he's smiling. "Okay, okay. As long as you admit you helped." If that's the way Poe wants to think, well, he can't help being flattered. General Organa might tell a different story. She won't. Finn is in for a surprise.
Done with the soup, he takes a few crackers to munch on. His hunger isn't exactly satisfied but he can feel the exhaustion creeping up again despite it. "Poe? Uh." He swallows, as much to buy time as anything. "Thanks. For being here when I woke up."
Of all things, those words bring back to him Rey's expression when she saw them at Starkiller Base. We came back for you, Finn had said, and he knew--knew--that it was exactly the right thing to say to her. Nobody had come back for her before, ever.
Nobody'd ever cared if he was okay before. And with just as much surety, he suddenly knew Rey had been by his bed with the same thought. That she wasn't here now could only be because she had something she couldn't put off any longer.
Poe's here, though. And it feels great to know that.
Finn lets himself sink into the pillows and breathes out. He'd like to say he's okay, but if just eating some soup and crackers makes him this tired it wouldn't exactly be the whole truth. "I'll be all right," he says instead, which is much more accurate. "Cause I've got my friends waiting for me."
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"Poe? Poe! And BB-8! Are you okay? Where's--where are we?"
And what happened to Rey?
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It must have worked well enough. And Poe's here too, and BB-8, so they made it out. "You musta completed your mission this time, huh?"
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(And I helped, BB-8 chirps!)
"You're here too, BB? I thought you'd still be out fighting." He wrinkles his brow, though, because something doesn't seem right. "How, uh, how long was I out for?"
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He can't help it, he rests his other hand on Finn's, making it a sandwich. It feels so good just to see him moving; the medics had said he'd recover, but day after day of watching him being so still had started to really scare him.
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And, truth to tell, he still doesn't feel like hes entirely awake. A couple things Poe's said start to sink in, though, and he suddenly winces as he remembers Kylo Ren's last attack against his back--
He doesn't pull his hand away from Poe's. It feels nice, skin against skin instead of armor on armor. "I don't know if I can get up yet." He looks a little ashamed. A Stormtrooper's supposed to be strong enough to keep going, but he doesn't even have enough strength to sit up by himself. "But I'll try, if you think I should!"
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He gives Finn's shoulder a very light shake when he sees that shame. He's already endured way too much. "Hey, what's that about? I think if I let you get up, we're both going to be in trouble with the medics. You're okay. You hungry? Thirsty?"
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"Hungry? Yeah, I am." Thirsty, well, not compared to being on Jakku. His mouth is plenty dry, but it's been way worse. But he can always eat. Growing up on rations will do that to you.
And then, to his dismay, Finn yawns again. Come on, he's been asleep for a whole week! But even just talking to Poe is an effort, and as much as his mind is skirting the edges he's beginning to realize he was hurt more than he probably wants to know.
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"I'll get you something to eat and drink." Though at the yawn, he grins. "If you promise to stay awake long enough for me to get back. Deal?"
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"Yeah, I'm glad you're okay too, BB-8. And Poe's right, isn't he? Rey's okay?" And even he knows how to interpret a nod from the droid, so Finn is grinning when Poe gets back. He still looks tired, but he's definitely awake.
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Finn has to be okay. He's not willing to accept any other option.
Several minutes later he's back with a tray, and there's some kind of soup and crackers and water, which is apparently all that should be Finn's speed at the moment. The man really deserves a better meal than that for all he's done, but that can wait until he's out of medical. Make it a celebration, Poe decides. He sets the tray down near Finn's bed.
"The medtech said you're allowed to sit up if I help you and if you're propped up with pillows and if you lay back down immediately if your back so much as twinges. Ready to give that a try?"
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Especially company.
"Yeah. Yeah, I think I can do that." The soup smells great already, and it's not like he isn't used to plain fare. The urge to help set up the pillows is difficult to resist, though, especially with Poe fussing over him, but Finn reminds himself that this is normal when someone's been injured, and if their positions were reversed he wouldn't want Poe risking himself.
Sitting up makes him feel better, more awake, and he pats the bed to invite Poe to sit next to him as he grabs the tray and starts sipping the soup. This feels a lot more natural, being able to talk to him on his own level instead of while he's laying down. "Thanks, man."
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He's about to go back to his chair when Finn pats the bed. Well, he's not going to say no to an invitation like that. Hell, Finn just probably wants someone to lean on a little; he's gotten the impression that Stormtroopers weren't much for hugging, so the poor guy's probably starved for affection even without the almost dying thing. He transfers carefully over to the spot on the bed, shoulder brushing against Finn's.
"No problem. I owe you big."
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Poe's impression is on the spot; having someone to lean up against physically is almost as comforting as being able to sit upright. And, well, Poe doesn't seem to mind, so Finn gives him a bashful smile.
"We can call it even. I needed out of there as much as you did, and you saved me at Takodana."
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"And then you saved all of us at Starkiller Base." Poe grins and leans his head to lightly bump against the side of Finn's head. He doesn't want to rock him too much, not right now. "Sorry, buddy, you're stuck being a hero now. A big damn hero."
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He screws his forehead, thinking. Yeah, Solo and Chewbacca had set some explosives, and he knew there was a bombing run on the oscillator, but he...really hadn't done much, himself, except stand up to Kylo Ren which landed him in medbay to begin with.
"What did happen? The official story, I mean." Since he had been out for the most important part.
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So this doesn't change any of what he'd known. And he might as well say so. "I kind of guessed. But I also trusted you to figure it out. You're solid."
That's right, Finn's only just woken up. This isn't old news to him. "The charges General Solo and Chewbacca planted put a big hole in the oscillator. Big enough for me to fly my X-wing in and blow it all to hell while you and Rey were dealing with Kylo Ren. Chewbacca picked the two of you up when the planet started to collapse and we escorted the Falcon home."
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He slurps up as much soup as he can while Poe fills him in, nodding at the points he knows. "So it's gone? The whole base?" That was the idea, yeah, but it's still strange to think of. It had been a whole planet...but so had the target planets when the base fired on them. "And you did the heavy lifting. All I did was paint a target on it."
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He nods. "Yeah, the whole base is gone, exploded back into the star it consumed." He nudges Finn back--gently. "Couldn't have gotten to it without you. You told us how to blow it up, you got the shield down so we could attack because you volunteered to go in to a dangerous situation. Sorry, you're not going to escape the whole hero thing, get used to it."
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"But I was--" He catches himself, brings his voice down to a hiss. "Poe, I was doing it to get Rey back. I didn't know it would work!"
But it did. And Rey is okay. He believes it, and not only because Poe an BB-8 both said the same thing. If he got out of there alive, she must have, or Kylo Ren would have just killed him and been done with it.
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Finn could have run. Poe's aware of that. And sure, he did everything for Rey. Just like he'd saved Poe to save himself. That didn't change the outcomes. And the fact that Finn stuck around, that he tried... Poe's pretty sure it's not just him being completely selfish about things. Even if Finn doesn't realize it, himself.
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She won't. Finn is in for a surprise.Done with the soup, he takes a few crackers to munch on. His hunger isn't exactly satisfied but he can feel the exhaustion creeping up again despite it. "Poe? Uh." He swallows, as much to buy time as anything. "Thanks. For being here when I woke up."
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"Wouldn't be anywhere else in the galaxy, buddy. I needed to know you were okay."
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Nobody'd ever cared if he was okay before. And with just as much surety, he suddenly knew Rey had been by his bed with the same thought. That she wasn't here now could only be because she had something she couldn't put off any longer.
Poe's here, though. And it feels great to know that.
Finn lets himself sink into the pillows and breathes out. He'd like to say he's okay, but if just eating some soup and crackers makes him this tired it wouldn't exactly be the whole truth. "I'll be all right," he says instead, which is much more accurate. "Cause I've got my friends waiting for me."
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