After Malak's destruction in the Sith Wars, the Jedi Padawan Revan and her friends were hailed as the indisputable heroes of the Republic. The aftermath of the war surprised everyone, however, Revan herself not the least…….

Revan paced in her room at the newly repaired Jedi enclave on Dantoonine, her dark hair tumbling recklessly about her shoulders. How could it be true? Her mind could scarcely comprehend the words that the messenger had told her. Carth's wife. Alive. Prisoner of the remnants of Sith resistance on Korriban. She sank to her bed and sighed. Though it ripped her heart in two, she would tell Carth. Her mind wandered to Jolee's strangely prophetic words.

Sometimes you and the one you love just aren't meant to be together.

She had never imagined that the words she and Carth had exchanged would dissolve into the dust so quickly. They had never even shared a kiss. She looked down at the Republic medal still glinting brightly on her breast. With a fluid motion she ripped it from her robes and threw it onto the dresser. A single tear worked its way down her cheek, in spite of her resolve not to cry. She was a Jedi knight now. Champion of the Republic. She would do the right thing. She stood up and made for the door, clutching the data pad the messenger had handed her.

There is no emotion, only peace.

With her resolve steeled she sought out Carth. She had no way of knowing how he would react to the news. But this woman was his wife. He had loved her. Revan knew that once the words were spoken, it meant the end of her and Carth. Before they had even begun. But there was no doubt now about what she should do. She paused at the door to his chamber, allowing her fingertips to caress the metal. At that moment the doorslide open with a dull metalic hiss and she was face to face with Carth.

"Revan!" he said in pleasant surprise. "I was just going to find you. We—we haven't had a chance to talk since the destruction of Malak."

For a moment Revan's resolve wavered. Perhaps she should discuss this with the council first?

But no.

It was only an excuse to postpone the inevitable. Carth had to be told the truth. If she let the council tell him, he would feel as though she had betrayed him.

There is no emotion…

"Can I come in?"

He stepped back in surprise.

"Of course." Then he saw her face. In spite of her carefully neutral expression, he seemd to sense her distress. "What's wrong?"

"I think you should sit down Carth."

"Are you ok?"

She swallowed then steeled her features. "Your wife is alive."

Carth leapt from the bed. "What?"

"She is prisoner of the Sith resistance on Korriban."

Carth shook his head in disbelief.

"How—how can this be? I mean, I held her while…I felt the life leave her body."

He looked helplessly at Revan.

"She is alive Carth. I don't know all of the details, but the report is reliable."

He looked into her fathomless blue eyes.

"What do we do?"

Revan purposely misinterpreted his question. It would be better for all those involved if they never discussed the feelings between them again.

"Get your things together. The Ebon Hawk will fly to Korriban."

She turned and made for the door, feeling his eyes on her back.

"Revan."

She refused to turn around and look at him.

"There isn't time Carth."

She continued walking, not even bothering to turn and close the door behind her. She was afraid that if she looked at him, she would fly into his arms and kiss him. Such behavior was unbefitting of a Jedi.

There is no emotion, only peace.

She half expected him to try and catch her in the hallway, but he didn't. How quickly his feelings and concern for her had melted away! She shouldn't be surprised. Carth was a married man now.Time and time again Carth had mentioned his wife. He had even told her that she reminded him of his wife.

"oof!"

She looked up realizing she had just run headlong into Bastilla.

"Revan."

She wouldn't look at Bastilla. If she did, Bastilla would know something was wrong. But of course, Bastilla knew anyway.

"What's wrong?"

Reluctantly Revan told her everything. Bastilla shook her head.

"I told you your feelings for Carth were dangerous."

Revan glared at Bastilla.

"I have no feelings, only peace."

Bastilla eyed her in disbelief.

"You forget who you are talking to. We share a bond remember? I can feel the emotions raging inside you, yet you did the right thing in spite of this."

"I am a Jedi. I will live by the code."

"What did Carth say?"

"We did not discuss it. I told him to prepare the Ebon Hawk to depart for Korriban."

"But you haven't even informed the Council! Revan are you sure this is wise?"

"There is no time to tell the Council. If Carth's wife is on Korriban, then she is in grave danger."

"But Revan! Even if she is there, this could be a trap for you."

"I would gladly sacrifice my life for Carth and those he loves."

"Don't be foolish. In spite of noble intent, you are being ruled by your emotions."

Revan sighed. "Are you coming or not?"

Bastilla looked into the eyes of the woman who had saved her from the dark side in spite of every excuse to kill her and nodded.