I tapped my foot on the ground and glared at the clone medic who had confined me to my quarters.

"I'm a Jedi Knight." I growled out.

"And I'm your medic, I outrank you with it comes to your health." He said as he checked my injury.

"I'm fine! This is stupi—"

I was cut off by a sharp gasp as he gently pressed on my side. He sent me a look and I let out a groan.

"This is unfair." I snapped.

"Yep, that's life for you." He said as he bandaged me up.

"I hate you."

"No you don't." He said with a smile.

"Just so you know, Hardcase is now my favorite."

He let out a laugh and shook his head.

"Well as long as you are alive and well, then I don't care who your favorite clone is." He said as he sent me a smile.

"What does your tattoo say?" I asked calmly.

"A good droid is a dead one." He said with a smile.

I let out a laugh and shook my head.

"Seriously? And I thought Hardcase was bad." I said as I shook my head.

He sent me a smile and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked with a frown.

"General Skywalker-"

"If I am confined to my quarters, then you are staying with me."

"Sure you don't want Hardcase?" He asked playfully.

"Well I bet he is a better kisser..." I said with a smirk.

"Oh really? Well in that case it's my job to prove you wrong, General." He said with a smile.

He leaned down and gently captured my lips with his. He carefully watched to make sure he didn't accidentally hurt me. I let out a small laugh as I pulled away and smiled up at him.

"I love you." I said softly.

He gently kissed my forehead and sent me a smile.

"Never scare me like that again... I thought I had lost you." He said before leaning down max recapturing my lips with his.