Disclaimer- I do not own the rights to Star Wars Kotor 1 and 2 or their characters and likeness.

Author's Notes- I know it took awhile for the next part of the story to come out. It was a combination of writer's block and my personal life not giving me a lot of opportunities to work on it, but hopefully this extra long chapter will make it up to you guys. Enjoy.

Ch 3

Alone in his and Brianna's room, Andrew twisted and turned on his feet cutting at the air with open palms. "From the first movement flows the second; strike, repeat, circle one's opponent, and look for an opening. Left jab to opponent's face to disorient them, roundhouse to their midsection to take their breath away, and then finish them off with a right haymaker."

Suddenly the door opened and Bao-Dur came in. "General we've arrived on Manaan. everyone is ready and waiting for you."

Andrew grabbed a towel that was lying on top of his bed and wiped the sweat from his face. "Good let me just change into some fresh clothes."

"General if you don't mind I think I'd like to stay on the ship while were here. I have some repairs to do, and frankly I feel like someone needs to stay behind and look after the old girl."

"If that is what you wish." Andrew then made his way to the exit ramp, everyone was already there. "Alright I'll say this once again. If anyone asks, we are simply travelers who are wanting to experience the beauty of Manaan, and if that's not enough maybe a little force persuasion will do the trick."

"Why do we have to be so secretive and hide our identities?" Asked Atton while straightening his civilian tunic, which they all had to wear.

"Even though we are trying to rebuild the order, there are still some people who don't take too kindly to Jedi. That especially includes Manaan; to its officials we are nothing more than violent warmongers who enjoy watching others suffer."

"That is ridiculous" Mira bursted out. "The Jedi stand for peace and the preservation of life."

"The Selkath would argue otherwise, but come on let's not wait any longer. We can divulge in the politics of the galaxy at a later time."

As soon as the exit ramp started to open, each of the crew members was instantly hit with the smell of salty waters and the feel of an oceanic breeze on their face. Most of them were unscaved by it, except for Mira who scrunched up her face in discomfort. She had grown used to the feel of tranquil planets, however she still felt uneasy when she was on them. "I predict this will not be a pleasant few weeks for me."

Once everyone got off the ship, a slender protocol droid approached them. "Welcome to Ahto City, my name is IC-78. What is your business here today on Manaan?

"We're visiting, my wife is eight months pregnant and we need a place to stay for a few weeks."

"I see. What about the group of individuals accompanying you?"

Andrew took a brief pause to think of his next response. " Oh...ugh... they're relatives of me and my wife. They all traveled far across the galaxy to come see this happy occasion."

"I'm from Tatooine." Little Vaner had pushed himself to the front of the group and started speaking directly to the droid. "It's a sand planet, so we don't have much water there." Bastila made an attempt to grab him, however, Andrew stretched his arm out to stop her. At first she questioned it, but then she realized that Andrew was trying to tell her that it would be ok. If it was anyone else, she would have snatched her son right up without a moment's hesitation, but this was Andrew. He was practically family, she knew he cared about Vaner and would never let anything bad happen to him. She trusted him. Vaner then moved even closer to the droid and said "Tatooine has two suns and three moons. How many do you have?"

IC-78 stared down at the child for a moment and quickly responded. "The planet of Manaan has one sun, however, it currently does not have any moon in orbit."

"Ahh, I'm sorry. Maybe one day you'll get a moon." IC-78 did not answer back, he simply continued to stare down at Vaner. "My Aunt Brianna is going to have a baby and I'm going to be a cousin." No one noticed, but Andrew let a small smirk slip across his face at that last comment.

"I see." IC-78 looked back and forth amongst the group taking a moment to analyze all the information that was given to him. "Very well, I shall refer you to our nearest medical center and have rooms made available for all of you. I can take you to them now if you like."

Atton grabbed Andrew's shoulder before they started moving and whispered in his ear. "Why don't you guys go ahead, Mira and I want to look around before getting settled in."

"That's fine, we'll contact you two later with what room you're in."

The remaining members of the group followed the droid as it lead them to their respective rooms. They walked down a corridor that had an open balcony view of the vast ocean on Manaan. Each of them was mesmerized by the beauty. On their way Andrew noticed that Carth was slouching, kind of trudging along, and hadn't said a word to anyone in the last few hours. "Carth must still be pretty irritated about being here on Manaan, and I completely understand why. He probably thinks we're giving up, that we're going against our promise, and that we're turning our backs on him and Revan. I wish there was a way I could show him that it's not like that at all, to make him see that Brianna and I are doing all that we can."

"Maybe if you talked to him you could get him to understand." Andrew was startled to hear a foreign voice in his head, but strangely it sounded familiar to him. He looked around and saw his wife Brianna gleaming at him with a mischievous grin. "Sorry but I couldn't help but overhear some of your surface thoughts about Carth. You really do need to speak with him. Regardless of what Bastila says he needs some sort of reassurance."

"This is the first room." IC-71 had stopped in front of them and motioned to a door on his left.

Bastila stepped forward with Vaner holding her hand. "I hope you don't mind but I think me, Vaner, and Mira will take this one." There were no objections and she and Vaner waved goodbye as the remaining three continued on with the droid guiding them.

Brianna had moved closer to Andrew and started poking him in the back. "Ugh, Carth I think we need to talk."

"No we don't." Carth shot back almost like he was expecting Andrew to say something. "We're already here there is nothing that can be done about it now."

"Regardless I feel like we need to clear the air, because I think the last thing either of us would want is for one to be mad at the other."

Carth pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh. "Listen I'm not upset with you, and I'm especially not upset with you Brianna. It's just I'm really frustrated with this situation. I want to continue on and keep searching, but I know that's not possible. For now I'm just going to put my personal feelings aside. I may not like it but I'll go along and do what I need to do." Both Andrew and Brianna wanted to say something, but neither of them could come up with the words. Then surprisingly to the two of them, a small smirk broke across the Republic Admiral's face. "Besides there's a small part of me that would kick itself if I wasn't here to see that baby get born."

IC-71 had stopped once again. "This is the next room."

Without missing a beat Carth motioned to the door and said "I'll take this one, I'm going to shoot Atton a message on the comlink and tell him which room we're sharing. Thank you for your concern, but this is something I need to take time to get over." He walked in and the door to the apartment room shut behind him leaving Andrew and Brianna still speechless.

The protocol droid started to walk to the next destination, however, he was instantly halted when Andrew put his hand on IC-78's shoulder and asked "What's our room number?"

"531."

"I think we can find it from here, you may go back and fulfill your normal duties." With that IC-78 left the couple as they walked forward without him.

"So what do you think?"

"About what?"

"Do you think Carth really is ok with this, or do you think he simply said all of that so we wouldn't bother him about it again."

"I don't know Bria. I pride myself on my keen insight, but there is something about Carth that makes it difficult for me to read him. He's obviously conflicted about what he wants to do and what he needs to do."

Brianna hooked her arm around Andrew's and pulled herself close into him. "Sweetheart, I sense there's a lot of frustration in you as well. You shouldn't beat yourself up about this,"

Andrew then stopped in place, turned to Brianna, and put his hands on her enlarged stomach. "I am sorry dear, please don't think that I'm feeling guilty about us having a child. That is sure to be one of the greatest moments of my life when I finally get to hold them in my arms."

She giggled and gave him a quick peck on the lips "I never thought anything of the sort. By the way that reminds me, we have still yet to pick out a name. What do you think it should be?"

"Well if it's a boy I refuse to name him after myself. Growing up in the Jedi temple on Dantooine the other kids would harass me everyday because of my name. Bastila was my only friend and the only one who wouldn't tease me. She would always say to the others that the quality of a Jedi shouldn't be measured by the sound of their name." Andrew then paused realizing that he just disproved his own argument. "Regardless, just to be safe I'd still like to take precautions and pick out something that sounds normal like Ronan or Matlous."

With a sly grin still on her face, Brianna said "I see, but tell me what are some ideas you have if it's a girl?"

After a brief awkward silence, Andrew chuckled to himself and rubbed the back of his neck. "I have no clue. I guess I haven't given much thought to that possibility."

"Well lucky for you neither have I." Brianna's voice then became calmer and she turned to look out at the sun that was now setting against Manaan's endless sea. "Up until two years ago I didn't see the value in a name, but you changed my viewpoint fairly quickly. Now I can't imagine myself as anything other than Brianna, the daughter of two war heroes and the wife of the kindest man in galaxy." Out of reflex the young woman then flung her arms around him and kissed him with nothing but utter passion. When she finally broke the kiss she laid her head against Andrew's chest and grinned. "Sadly, my creativity for coming up with names is a little lacking. So it seems we'll just have to wait until the day he or she arrives to make a decision."

Holding Brianna in his arms, Andrew couldn't help but admire the beauty of his wife. Even though he knew how exhausted the pregnancy has made her, she still retained the same radiance as the day he met her. Of course he also knew that the reason for this was that her force enlightenment power kept her stamina and physical condition above the normal degree. However, that didn't make her look any less strong for going through this. "Hey dear why don't you go find Atton and Mira and see what they're doing. I'll get things set up here and join you shortly."

She stared back up at him with a confused look on her face. "Are you sure?"

"Yea I'll be fine, let me do the good husband thing and unpack everything. Ok?"

"Alright, we'll wait for you and then we can experience all the luxury's Manaan has to offer."

With a farewell kiss Brianna was off and disappeared when she went around the corner of the corridor. Andrew took one last look at the beautiful ocean view in front of him before turning to his and Brianna's temporary apartment room. Just as he was about to push the button to open the door an image of a hooded figure flashed in front of his eyes. He stumbled backwards slightly from surprise, then suddenly a sharp ringing noise entered Andrew's ears and sent him careening to his knees. Faint words almost like foggy whispers ran through his mind. "You think you can run from me. You can't hide. I will make you bleed." Andrew raised his hand up and used the force to activate the opening mechanism on the door and crawled through it. Once he did the voices in his head all at once stopped. He quickly stood up and closed the door behind him. This all happened in under a minute, yet Andrew's entire face was completely soaked in sweat. He put his forehead against the wall letting the cold metal framing cool him down.

"You must be quite conflicted Exile."

Andrew spun around instantly drawing his lightsaber from the hidden strap in his sleeve. "Who's there?" The cyan glow of his blade illuminated a great portion of the dark, and as he cautiously moved closer to the source of the voice he caught view of a person he never thought he'd see again. "Kreia?" In front of the bewildered man stood the figure of his late master. There were no scars upon her body, she even had both her hands, the only strange thing about her appearance was that there was a blue aura surrounding her entire frame. "What are you doing here? I...I thought you were..."

"Dead. If you are referring to how my physical being is no longer apart of this world than you would be correct. However, it seems to be that the force in all its greatness and endless wonder has granted me the ability to communicate beyond the spiritual plane. Another one of its cruel curses upon me I suppose. You can lower your weapon, you have no need to fear me. I cannot issue harm even if I wanted to."

Deactivating his lightsaber Andrew sat down on the edge of the bed that was in the room. "Than why are you here?"

"I sensed a great darkness around you, it draws its strength from somewhere unknown but somehow it also felt familiar to me. I concluded that if I couldn't see this entity clearly, than you must be completely blind to what is happening. I realize that because of our past you may find it hard to trust me, however, let me assure you by saying that I'm here to help guide you through this fog. You were one of my greatest treasures and I will not let all the hard work I put into you go to waste."

Andrew slipped out a small chuckle. "I knew it, killing the force was never your true intention. You only wanted to provide me with a reason to stop you. Our entire journey together was so you could train me and show me how I could destroy the Sith Triumvirate."

"So that is the name the annals of history will remember us as." Kreia quietly whispered to herself. She then raised her voice once again so that Andrew may hear. "Yes it's true I wanted you to kill us, all of us, but not only that. I wanted you to become as powerful as possible. Of course it was not without a few obstacles standing in your way. Speaking of which, how is the former servant of Atris?"

Shaking his head at the question Andrew answered back. "Kreia, though I appreciate you being civil with me, I wish you wouldn't talk about my wife that way. She was anything but an obstacle in my way."

"You married her?" Kreia was genuinely surprised by this and took a second to plan out her next words. "I suppose I could have chosen a better word to describe her, but regardless she is still the reason you are not at your full potential."

"What do you mean my full potential?"

"You know exactly what I mean. You had unlimited power within your grasp, you literally could feel all life around you. Instead of being denied the force, like you had been in the past, you virtually became the force incarnate. Yet only mere hours later after receiving such a gift, you split it in half and gave it to your soon to be lover. Also before you give me an angry retort, I realize it was to save her life. I just wish you could have had more time to push your limits. Maybe if you still had the full access to that power, you could find where this dark presence is emanating from."

After all of what Kreia said the only thing Andrew could do was sigh. "Why does she upset you so much?"

"The Echani? I just told you why. It's that not that I hate her, I simply find it irritating seeing her hold you back."

"Well to me it seems like it's more than that. Anytime I talked about her to you there would always be a certain look on your face, but I couldn't tell if it was of disgust or sorrow. I normally assumed it was the prior because you never seemed to get sad about anything, but now I'm not so sure. She has some sort of effect on you and I want to know why."

Kreia turned her back to Andrew and lowered her head. "Are the two of you happy together?"

Without flinching Andrew responded "Yes very much so, we're about to have our first child."

"She's with child? Things really do come full circle. Listen to me exile, I will tell you the story of my full relationship and involvement with your wife as long as you don't repeat it to her." Andrew nodded and Kreia continued. "You are already aware that I was once Revan's master, but what you probably don't know is that I served beside him in the Mandalorian Wars. He offered me the opportunity to fight alongside him after I had been exiled from the order. Now I never went into detail with you about this before because I felt you didn't need know, however, the reasoning for my banishment was that I fell in love." At that moment Andrew's eyes opened up wide and he listened in more intently. "I fell in love with a man and I kept it secret for over ten years, and in that time the two of us shared a child." Andrew's jaw started to drop as the realization set in. Kreia turned around and pulled the hood on her cloak down so that she may look at him face to face. "My name is Arren Kreia Kae, former master historian of the Jedi order and mother to Brianna Kae the Echani Jedi Knight ."

Andrew began to grin as his mind finished putting all the pieces and connections to this story together. "It all makes sense." Then his expression became serious as he thought back to her request from earlier. "There is no way I can keep this secret, Brianna has to know."

"No she does not! To that girl her mother was a hero and someone she aspires to be like. I will not let her image of me be tainted by the latter half of my life."

"Kreia I tell her everything. I love her too much to ever lie to her."

That last statement surprised Kreia and made her pause for a moment. She then started to smile, something Andrew had hardly ever seen her do. "I now understand why she cares for you so much. You are so much like Yusanis, he always put me above everything else." Kreia lifted her hood back over face and it returned to its normal cynical look. "Do not lie to her, tell her that you spoke with me today. All that I ask is that you withhold that vital information for now. That is a confession she has to hear from me when the time is right. I must go now. It takes a lot of energy to project myself like this, and I can only do it for so long. We will speak more on our enemy later, until then enjoy the time you have with your companions." Kreia then slowly faded way, leaving Andrew to sit and ponder about all that had just transpired and his new-found information about the one he loved.

...End of Ch 3...

Author's Post Notes- There you go guys. I hoped you liked the chapter. Hopefully from now on I can be more involved with the story and come out with chapters sooner. In the meantime why don't you guys tell me what you think the baby is going to be. Is it a boy or a girl, and what should their name be. I already have an idea of what I want, but I'm curious to see what you guys think. Until next time bear with me.