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Finn groaned. He felt torn in two. The pain was unbearable. He definitely wasn't still outside, which meant he was in a room somewhere. The room seem to spin even though his eyes were shut. What happened?! Where was Rey? There was the steady beeps of a machine, and something covering his mouth. Had he been captured by the First Order? If so why was he alive? Were they going to torture him about the Resistance? He heard a voice faintly above him until it became louder
"Buddy? Buddy?"
Was that who he thought it was? Finn felt relief coming over him. He was safe, and alive.
"Po-poe?" he whispered his voice muffled by what could only be a respirator.
"In the flesh" said the voice, and he felt a hand gently stroke his cheek.
He tried to open his eyes but the light above him seemed blinding. He couldn't move his arm to block the lights above him. A machine continued to beep. He must be in a medical bay. Then he realized something was wrong, and he tried to get up out of bed
"Rey? What about Rey?! Kylo attacked us-"
"She's..fine," Poe said. Finn thought he heard a bit of hesitation in his voice.
"Really?"
"Yea, completely. She just went after Luke, the map was completed. She is going to bring Luke back to the resistance, and with any luck get some Jedi training."
Wow, Jedi training. Finn couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, and more than a little sad he wasn't on the journey to meet Luke too. Not that Finn was special. He was just an ex Stormtrooper after all. Finn felt the fog in his brain begin thin out again.
"Wait...She went alone? he said sitting quickly almost upright.
He immediately regretted it. It seemed Poe knew that a poor choice too and his hand pushed Finn back on the bed reassuringly. Finn knew that Rey was capable but, still going alone after Luke wasn't the greatest of ideas especially with Kylo and the Knights of Ren on the lose. They wanted Luke dead ergo, Rey would be a target too.
"She's with Chewbacca."
If she was with that walking rage carpet then she was completely fine, he thought in relief. Finn was a bit taken back with shortness of the reply. He wondered why Poe could be irritated. Was it because- oh of course.
"I'm sorry, your jacket. I think it's torn. I'm sorry just thinking about myself. Of course you are upset."
"Huh?" said Poe taken aback.
"You gave me this jacket, and then I got it ruined. It must be cut up and covered in blood. I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you."
Poe began to laugh. Finn's head was throbbing. He was tired and confused.
"Finn, you are ridiculous. I don't care about the jacket. I'm just glad you are in one piece," he heard Poe's voice hesitate a little bit. "We were really worried you weren't going to make it," Poe said in a whisper.
"Yet, here I am somehow," he said with a small laugh.
He instantly regretted the laughter as his chest strained,and wheezed in pain. He still somehow managed a smile, and for some reason it was almost like he could feel that Poe was smiling too. That was silly thought, he couldn't tell that with his eyes closed. He tried to blink his eyes, and he eventually managed to focus on Poe,
"Oh, you are smiling," said Poe. He tried not to laugh. Laughing hurt.
"I'm glad your okay, but I should probably let you rest. "
Finn tried to nod in agreement but faded back into unconsciousness.