Cassian was a logical, pragmatic man. That part of him had come to terms long ago that the odds were that he was going to die far before the war actually ended - if it ever did. As such, he formed partnerships, not attachments. What good would they do if they would only be broken in the end?
Slowly, some of those walls began coming down, and Cassian started letting people in more until he'd gathered a sort of family all his own. It hurt knowing that he could lose them at any time, but at least he no longer felt quite so alone in the universe.
And then Rey came into his life and those walls crumbled down completely, one stone at a time. He had never cared for anyone as much as her, never thought it possible to give himself over to someone so completely and thoroughly, but stars, he loved her. Cassian couldn't promise that he would return from his missions, but for the first time in years, he wasn't so careless with his safety and did everything in his power to return to her as unscathed as possible - even though he couldn't guarantee that either.
For the first time in his life, Cassian began thinking about a life after. A life spent far, far away from the turmoil currently wreaking havoc on the galaxy as a whole. A lifetime with Rey ... perhaps with a family all their own.
It was a more terrifying prospect than Cassian had ever faced before, but he was certain that if it was at all possible for them, he wanted to take the chance.
The last mission had taken a toll on all of them, and when he fell into a dreamless sleep, his arms curled around Rey, keeping her held tight, he thought that it would take a natural disaster to wake him.
Turns out, all it really took was the vague feeling of her sitting up quickly before hurrying into the 'fresher. Torn from sleep and instantly worried, Cassian followed, knocking gently on the door as he blinked his sleep-heavy eyes rapidly in an attempt to wake up.
"Rey - ?", he asked, his voice soft but concerned. "You alright?"
one million years later ...
Slowly, some of those walls began coming down, and Cassian started letting people in more until he'd gathered a sort of family all his own. It hurt knowing that he could lose them at any time, but at least he no longer felt quite so alone in the universe.
And then Rey came into his life and those walls crumbled down completely, one stone at a time. He had never cared for anyone as much as her, never thought it possible to give himself over to someone so completely and thoroughly, but stars, he loved her. Cassian couldn't promise that he would return from his missions, but for the first time in years, he wasn't so careless with his safety and did everything in his power to return to her as unscathed as possible - even though he couldn't guarantee that either.
For the first time in his life, Cassian began thinking about a life after. A life spent far, far away from the turmoil currently wreaking havoc on the galaxy as a whole. A lifetime with Rey ... perhaps with a family all their own.
It was a more terrifying prospect than Cassian had ever faced before, but he was certain that if it was at all possible for them, he wanted to take the chance.
The last mission had taken a toll on all of them, and when he fell into a dreamless sleep, his arms curled around Rey, keeping her held tight, he thought that it would take a natural disaster to wake him.
Turns out, all it really took was the vague feeling of her sitting up quickly before hurrying into the 'fresher. Torn from sleep and instantly worried, Cassian followed, knocking gently on the door as he blinked his sleep-heavy eyes rapidly in an attempt to wake up.
"Rey - ?", he asked, his voice soft but concerned. "You alright?"