Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, or the book that caused this fic wouldn't exist!
A/N: I hope you're all suitably happy I'm writing this. **ducks thrown fruit** Okay, okay. I'm writing this because I hate what's happening in NJO, and have to change it. This is after Star By Star, because that's the last NJO book I could stand to read. So, since I have no idea what's happened since then, don't yell at me for being incorrect! For example, I've heard that Tenel Ka went completely OOC and not only accepted a position as Hapen Queen, but got a prostetic arm! No, I'm sorry, no. So this is the gang as we know and love them, as well as Anakin and Tahiri! Read on!
Dedication: To Tahiri Solo, who was the motivational force for me to write this fic. She has at least two of her own that bring Anakin back in different ways. I'm a comic book fan, so I found this way easiest.
Prologue
*I need to borrow your body.*
Those we perhaps the last words Uldir expected to hear from his dead friends nonexistent mouth.
"You what?! Why? How?" he squeaked. He had been startled enough by the sudden appearance of a dead person; now the apparition was asking him for his body!
The speck of blue light sighed in Uldir's mind. *Well . . .*
"Not even you have a chance of getting my cooperation if you won't tell me why I should give it," Uldir told the phantom voice.
*Alright, alright. To put it simply, I'm trying to come back from the dead.*
"You're . . . Repeat that," Uldir said, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible.
*I'm trying to resurrected myself. All I need is my body, and a channel void of Force-talent to work through. You have to be willing, Uldir. I won't – and in truth can't – force you.*
Uldir shook his head. "Your body's been burned. If that's one of your requirements, it's not even remotely possible."
The blue light dimmed. *Are you sure?*
"Your body's gone. There's nothing left for you to come back to, even if you could pull this off."
*Uldir . . . thanks. If I can find my way around a few things, I'll be back. That is, if you're willing to help me.*
"What exactly would this involve?" the chestnut haired human asked.
*Presuming I can get around the whole 'my body has been burned' thing, I need you to act as a channel for my spirit back into my body. For this to work right, I have to spend a day in your head.*
"That's the weirdest thing I've ever heard, even out of the mouth – figuratively speaking – of a dead Jedi. What's this body-sharing entail?"
*So you'll help me?*
"Maybe."
*Mostly my being able to feel everything you do, in the physical sense. After all, I haven't had a body for a few months. You ought to retain the controls, but I'll still be able to speak to you mentally and I'll still have the Force.*
Uldir started pacing in the cramped cockpit of the Tale End. The blue light waited patiently. "Fine. I'll help you. But only because I'm on my way back from a supply run to the Errant Venture. I've seen Tahiri."
*She's one of the reasons I have to come back. She has a part to play. And – I love her.*