When Tahiri awoke, she immediately squirmed beneath the metal cables binding her by her arms and legs to her bed upon seeing Jacen leer over her with an expectant look, sitting in the chair she bound him in while he was unconscious. Once it occurred to her that her efforts would be in vain, she screamed out for help until her lungs felt like they couldn't allow her to shout anymore.

"You know, while you were doing that, I had a Force-bubble around this room preventing any sound from escaping," Jacen said. "So good job on nearly giving yourself a sore throat for nothing."

"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" Tahiri asked fearfully, her voice now an unintentional whisper.

"Ask for your help, and I'm going to convince you to do that," Jacen said. "You see, Nommy and I-"

"Wait, wait... Nommy?" Tahiri asked incredulously, in spite herself. "Nommy? Really, Jacen? You're giving that bastard a nickname? Even if you were the Jacen that was once Anakin's brother, I have a hard time believing you'd give Nom Anor any kind of affection."

"Well, he is part of my journey, as I have to make sure he gets the Force, redeem the Yuuzhan Vong, give the rest of them the Force, yaddi-yaddi-yadda," Jacen said. "You heard all that before on the HoloNet, right?"

"Yeah, and I still believe it's osik, as the Mandalorians would say," Tahiri said. "That, and the very idea of this Force entity that could destroy the galaxy. And even if this Abeloth did exist, I doubt the Jedi really need you to defeat it."

"If that's the case, then why did the Force bring me back?" Jacen retorted.

"I don't know, and I don't care," Tahiri said without hesitation. "All I know is that I'll never help you ever again, after all you did to me; I have no idea why I continued to help you at Shedu Maad even after you told me I couldn't stop Anakin's death with flow-walking."

Jacen's lips were set firm as he looked back at Tahiri with regret. "I don't expect you to forgive me, Tahiri, nor do I expect anyone else to either. Hell, I don't think I can forgive myself for all I did. But this isn't about you or me; it's about what the Force itself wants-"

"I vowed to never help you again even if the fate of the Force itself depended on it," Tahiri said.

Jacen gave her a mixed look of confusion and sadness. "You actually vowed that?"

Tahiri nodded. "I had dreams that you'd return, Jacen. I wasn't sure if they were visions or just nightmares, but I still made my internal vow not to help you at all, alive or dead."

"You're betraying the Jedi, Tahiri," Jacen said. "Even though they didn't give me another chance at Shedu Maad - and I don't blame them - they gave you another chance."

"They spared me, and they offered me back, but I quit," Tahiri said.

Jacen sighed in defeat. He understood why she would leave the Order entirely, but he was still disappointed. The thought that she wouldn't even help him for the sake of the Force became secondary then.

Right at that moment, Jacen seized up in a vision. He saw a future in which police showed up at Tahiri's apartment, arrested her, having her stand trial for murdering Imperial Grand Admiral Gilad Pellaeon during the Second Battle of Fondor, and then finally executing her in a grand room by forcing her to swallow a killtab.

When Jacen came out of the vision, he realized that that future will happen if he and Nommy just leave Tahiri here to continue on their own for the Jedi Temple. So he looked back down at her and said, "Tahiri, whether you like it or not, you're coming with us, or you're gonna die here." Before the blond-haired woman could protest, Jacen placed his left palm on her head and induced another temporary sleeping coma, one which should last Tahiri a few hours.

He then unwound the metal cables holding her down, picked up her sleeping form, and carried her out of the room to meet with Nommy. "We're gettin' outta here now," he said as he made his way for the apartment's exit, seeing the Yuuzhan Vong still watching the HoloNet, "so turn that off and follow me."

Nommy did as he was told, but once he caught up with Jacen as he palmed the exit open, the Yuuzhan Vong asked, "Okay, but how is she going to help us drive to the Jedi Temple when she's unconscious?"

"She won't," Jacen said as they entered the corridor and continued toward the turbolift that Tahiri stopped them from going to earlier. "We're taking her with us."

"Jacen, we have enough crimes on our hands, we don't need kidnapping to be an addendum," Nommy said as they made it for the turbolift, but turned to make it for the door that would lead to the stairwell; since turbolifts tended to have security cams installed, it wouldn't do to enter one when you were a fugitive or two with an unconscious woman.

"It's not that simple," Jacen said as he kicked open the door to the stairwell and then began making his way down, Nommy still following. "I had a vision showing me that she'll die if not for us, for a mistake I made her go through. And even if I have to kidnap her, then so be it."

Nommy sighed in defeat combined with trying to keep up with the former Jedi ahead of him. "What did you make her do anyway?"

"She killed the leader of the Imperial Remnant," Jacen answered simply but with obvious regret in his tone.

"Ah," Nommy replied with understanding.