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Author's note: Well I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter. Thank you to all of you who reviewed and Sticks, let me tell you: I GOT THE HINT!
Wedge Antilles was having a good day, the first in a very long time. He had recently been reunited with his wife and children and, now with the victory over the Yuuzhan Vong forces over Borealis just yesterday, the galaxy was looking just a little bit brighter. The first sign that all was not as well as it seemed came only a few minutes after he entered the command center on Borealis. To his shock, a panicked Kyp Durron came storming in, muttering vile and obscene curses in as many different languages as he could think of and followed by an almost visible air of death and darkness.
The moment that Kyp stopped ranting long enough to speak clearly his words froze Wedge where he stood. "I can't Sithing find her, Jaina. Son of the sith-spawned emperor I can't feel her in the force either."
"Calm down, Kyp," snapped Wedge, "Calm down and tell me what's going on."
Kyp looked at Wedge for a moment as if he were insane then said, "Jaina is missing. She's not dead, but I can't find her in the force, I can't even feel her."
"So maybe she's just blocking her self from you. Maybe she wanted a little bit of privacy," suggested Wedge.
"No," muttered Kyp darkly. "No something's happened. I need to talk to Organa-Solo, without Master Skywalker around she's the only one who might have a chance to find Jaina."
"Absolutely not," snapped Iella, surprising both Kyp and Wedge, "You say she's alive, Kyp," when the disturbed Jedi Master nodded his agreement she continued, "then we shouldn't take this to Leia quite yet. Leia has already lost two children to this war, lets not upset her like this until we know more for sure."
She held Wedge's gaze tightly until he tersely agreed. His face took on a new expression as he began to think, to analyze the situation. "All right, Kyp, you've spent a lot of time with Jaina recently, start looking for places where she might just be hiding out. Check everywhere, obvious or not. I'll start a base wide search and have all the ships and their personell start searching for her. Let's do this."
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"Our daughter!"
"I married her?" came the startled exclamations of Leia Organa and Han Solo respectively.
At Leia's glare he flashed her the infamous Solo grin. "Hey Highnessness, I didn't."
"I don't even want to hear it, nerf-herder," snapped Leia in response.
"Sith, I had forgotten how much I missed this," muttered Jaina.
Luke turned to her with a mock-horrified expression. "They act like that for the next twenty-six years?"
At Jaina's solemn nod Han and Leia stopped to glare at them momentarily. "So Jaina," Han interrupted, "You say you're my oldest daughter. Do I have any other kids?"
Her face blanched momentarily but then Jag put a steadying hand on her back and she continued. "It's ironic in a way. I have a twin brother named Jacen and another younger brother named Anakin."
"I named my child after HIM. Why in the galaxy would I do that?" demanded Leia in shock and anger.
Surprised at the out burst from the women that was usually the epitome of calm and grace under pressure, Jaina replied carefully. "To show the galaxy you had forgiven him, Anakin Skywalker, to help heal."
Luke finally spoke up entering the conversations again with a query of his own. "Are the three of you Jedi? I mean you are carrying a lightsaber."
"Yes we are, although I have to admit my brothers have had a bit more training than myself. I kind of quit to join Rogue Squadron."
"So you're in Rogue Squadron?" queried Han his voice a mixture of curiosity and pride.
"Um no actually I uh got kicked out because I'm a Jedi but, now I do have my own squadron."
"How old are you?" asked Leia curiously.
"Nineteen," growled Jaina, letting the cold durasteel of a hardened warrior creep into her voice. "Why?"
"I just can't believe that I would let my nineteen year old daughter join starfighter command."
"You didn't." Jaina said shortly, "You let you sixteen year old daughter join starfighter command. Now if you'll excuse me that was a long fight."
Startled by her behavior, and her quick exit, they finally took note of Jag standing off to the side. "Well who are you?" asked Han speaking for all of them, although Leia was still a bit preoccupied by Jaina.
"I'm a pilot in Jaina's squadron. Jagged Fel."
"Fel?" Han questioned, "Are you related to Soontir Fel?"
"He's my father, Sir." Jagged replied politely.
"He works for the Empire, how do we know you won't betray us?"
"The Empire and the New Republic have been at a state of truce for the past fifteen years." Everyone, but especially Leia, looked shaken by Jag's news.
Luke though was the first to consider all of the implications and ask worriedly, "Well then who are you fighting?
* * * * * * * *
Five hours had passed before Kyp got first lucky break. In his search for Jaina, he had recruited Tekli, Lowbacca, and Zekk, although the later at first almost refused to have anything to do with Jaina. He had asked them, quite politely he thought, although Zekk had preceded to glare at him the whole time, to help him search for Jaina.
Tekli had been assigned to search the outlying areas of the base. When after only five hours she had called his commlink, he was surprised. He arrived at her location as fast as he could. Beside Tekli stood an old man, his hair a mixture of gray and brown and wearing a tattered jumpsuit that identified the man as a fighter pilot maintenance worker.
When Kyp stopped in front of her, Tekli nodded solemnly in greeting and then turned to the old man. "Would you tell Master Durron what you told me please?"
"I was just telling the girl here," he gesture loosely at Tekli with a wizened grease covered hand, "that when I was working around mid day yesterday, I saw the young girl she described and another fellow about your height," he said nodding at Kyp. "He looked like a pilot; had dark hair."
Excited, Kyp thanked the old man and then took Tekli to the side to talk to her privately. "Was it just me or did the man he described sound like Jagged Fel."
Tekli gave Kyp a smile or at least what passed for a smile with the shy young Jedi apprentice. "That's why I called you, Master Durron." She turned slightly and gestured towards the forest. "He also showed where they entered the forest. I thought I should notify someone before I went to check it out."
Despite his distraction with the situation at hand, Kyp remembered to reassure the young girl. "Good thinking, Tekli. Would you show me this place?"
"Certainly, Master Durron. This way."
To Kyp's surprise nothing about the forest struck him as unusual or looked as if there had been a disturbance of any kind there. Stretching out with the force Kyp struggled to find an echo of Jaina or Jag's presence in the surroundings. To his dismay Kyp felt not only an echo of their last emotions, but also a strange void in the force that could mean only one thing, Yuuzhan Vong.
"Tekli," he called immediately, "be careful, I sense the Vong around here or some of their biotechnology."
The small Jedi nodded immediately and stood back as Kyp searched the surrounding area, for whatever he was looking for. It only took him a few moments for him to find what he was looking for to his surprise. He had expected for it to take much longer. The creature he found looked like nothing else he had ever seen the Vong make but, he decided to not guess at it's function until he had Lowbacca or another expert in Yuuzhan Vong technology take a look at it.
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Jaina pivoted and stabbed her lightsaber behind her head, catching the bolt from the remote that had, a moment ago, been in front of her. Switching to a one handed grip, she whipped the blade back around in front of her sweeping aside two more incoming bolts. She brought her blade back up to the guard position and noticed that Luke Skywalker stood watching her from the entrance with a rapt attention. However, she purposefully did not acknowledge him. Casually, she next executed a move that had been taught to her by her aunt Mara. She flipped into a midair summersault, bringing her blade with her and sweeping a bolt away from the air where her feet would have been and back towards the remote, knocking it to the ground.
She brought her blade back up and just for the fun of it she deflected the next bolt towards Luke. After he quickly dodged the laser bolt, he exclaimed indignantly. "Hey. What was that for Jaina? Where did you learn that move?" He asked quickly moving on, his curiosity overtaking him. "It was actually quite a simple move," he analyzed," but I don't think I would have thought of that combination."
"Despite what Yoda may have told you, you're not the only Jedi in the galaxy, even now." Jaina replied, probably a bit more tartly than she had intended.
"There are others." His remark was as much a statement as a question.
"Of course, and as for that move. Well it was taught to me by my Jedi master."
"I didn't teach you?" Luke asked sounding more surprised and almost a little hurt.
"Well not really. You did some, but mostly you taught my brothers. Mara was the one who taught me."
"Mara?"
At that Jaina had to smile. "Mara Jade," she left a nice pregnant pause and then added, "Skywalker, my aunt."
He stood there a bit startled for a moment and then he seemed to sputter for a moment and said at last. "I'm married."
"For almost ten years now, in my time."
He seemed to absorb that then changed the direction of the conversation abruptly. "Why did you get so upset back there? You practically ran out."
Jaina sighed. It's complicated, Uncle. Mother and I have been fighting for so many years now it's almost habit to me. In my time, a lot of stuff has happened and the galaxy has been turned upside down. I resent her in many ways, and she doesn't understand me. So, we fight, a lot."
"Don't you ever talk to her?" Luke asked calmly ever the mediator.
"I hardly see her. Most of the time I'm on the other side of the galaxy with my squadron." Jaina laughed but with little humor in her voice. "If Mara was here she would have my hide for sulking like this." Then she ruefully shook her head and turned to Luke her attention now focused outward rather than inward. "Well Uncle what's the current tactical situation?"
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Author's note: Well I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter. Thank you to all of you who reviewed and Sticks, let me tell you: I GOT THE HINT!
Wedge Antilles was having a good day, the first in a very long time. He had recently been reunited with his wife and children and, now with the victory over the Yuuzhan Vong forces over Borealis just yesterday, the galaxy was looking just a little bit brighter. The first sign that all was not as well as it seemed came only a few minutes after he entered the command center on Borealis. To his shock, a panicked Kyp Durron came storming in, muttering vile and obscene curses in as many different languages as he could think of and followed by an almost visible air of death and darkness.
The moment that Kyp stopped ranting long enough to speak clearly his words froze Wedge where he stood. "I can't Sithing find her, Jaina. Son of the sith-spawned emperor I can't feel her in the force either."
"Calm down, Kyp," snapped Wedge, "Calm down and tell me what's going on."
Kyp looked at Wedge for a moment as if he were insane then said, "Jaina is missing. She's not dead, but I can't find her in the force, I can't even feel her."
"So maybe she's just blocking her self from you. Maybe she wanted a little bit of privacy," suggested Wedge.
"No," muttered Kyp darkly. "No something's happened. I need to talk to Organa-Solo, without Master Skywalker around she's the only one who might have a chance to find Jaina."
"Absolutely not," snapped Iella, surprising both Kyp and Wedge, "You say she's alive, Kyp," when the disturbed Jedi Master nodded his agreement she continued, "then we shouldn't take this to Leia quite yet. Leia has already lost two children to this war, lets not upset her like this until we know more for sure."
She held Wedge's gaze tightly until he tersely agreed. His face took on a new expression as he began to think, to analyze the situation. "All right, Kyp, you've spent a lot of time with Jaina recently, start looking for places where she might just be hiding out. Check everywhere, obvious or not. I'll start a base wide search and have all the ships and their personell start searching for her. Let's do this."
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"Our daughter!"
"I married her?" came the startled exclamations of Leia Organa and Han Solo respectively.
At Leia's glare he flashed her the infamous Solo grin. "Hey Highnessness, I didn't."
"I don't even want to hear it, nerf-herder," snapped Leia in response.
"Sith, I had forgotten how much I missed this," muttered Jaina.
Luke turned to her with a mock-horrified expression. "They act like that for the next twenty-six years?"
At Jaina's solemn nod Han and Leia stopped to glare at them momentarily. "So Jaina," Han interrupted, "You say you're my oldest daughter. Do I have any other kids?"
Her face blanched momentarily but then Jag put a steadying hand on her back and she continued. "It's ironic in a way. I have a twin brother named Jacen and another younger brother named Anakin."
"I named my child after HIM. Why in the galaxy would I do that?" demanded Leia in shock and anger.
Surprised at the out burst from the women that was usually the epitome of calm and grace under pressure, Jaina replied carefully. "To show the galaxy you had forgiven him, Anakin Skywalker, to help heal."
Luke finally spoke up entering the conversations again with a query of his own. "Are the three of you Jedi? I mean you are carrying a lightsaber."
"Yes we are, although I have to admit my brothers have had a bit more training than myself. I kind of quit to join Rogue Squadron."
"So you're in Rogue Squadron?" queried Han his voice a mixture of curiosity and pride.
"Um no actually I uh got kicked out because I'm a Jedi but, now I do have my own squadron."
"How old are you?" asked Leia curiously.
"Nineteen," growled Jaina, letting the cold durasteel of a hardened warrior creep into her voice. "Why?"
"I just can't believe that I would let my nineteen year old daughter join starfighter command."
"You didn't." Jaina said shortly, "You let you sixteen year old daughter join starfighter command. Now if you'll excuse me that was a long fight."
Startled by her behavior, and her quick exit, they finally took note of Jag standing off to the side. "Well who are you?" asked Han speaking for all of them, although Leia was still a bit preoccupied by Jaina.
"I'm a pilot in Jaina's squadron. Jagged Fel."
"Fel?" Han questioned, "Are you related to Soontir Fel?"
"He's my father, Sir." Jagged replied politely.
"He works for the Empire, how do we know you won't betray us?"
"The Empire and the New Republic have been at a state of truce for the past fifteen years." Everyone, but especially Leia, looked shaken by Jag's news.
Luke though was the first to consider all of the implications and ask worriedly, "Well then who are you fighting?
* * * * * * * *
Five hours had passed before Kyp got first lucky break. In his search for Jaina, he had recruited Tekli, Lowbacca, and Zekk, although the later at first almost refused to have anything to do with Jaina. He had asked them, quite politely he thought, although Zekk had preceded to glare at him the whole time, to help him search for Jaina.
Tekli had been assigned to search the outlying areas of the base. When after only five hours she had called his commlink, he was surprised. He arrived at her location as fast as he could. Beside Tekli stood an old man, his hair a mixture of gray and brown and wearing a tattered jumpsuit that identified the man as a fighter pilot maintenance worker.
When Kyp stopped in front of her, Tekli nodded solemnly in greeting and then turned to the old man. "Would you tell Master Durron what you told me please?"
"I was just telling the girl here," he gesture loosely at Tekli with a wizened grease covered hand, "that when I was working around mid day yesterday, I saw the young girl she described and another fellow about your height," he said nodding at Kyp. "He looked like a pilot; had dark hair."
Excited, Kyp thanked the old man and then took Tekli to the side to talk to her privately. "Was it just me or did the man he described sound like Jagged Fel."
Tekli gave Kyp a smile or at least what passed for a smile with the shy young Jedi apprentice. "That's why I called you, Master Durron." She turned slightly and gestured towards the forest. "He also showed where they entered the forest. I thought I should notify someone before I went to check it out."
Despite his distraction with the situation at hand, Kyp remembered to reassure the young girl. "Good thinking, Tekli. Would you show me this place?"
"Certainly, Master Durron. This way."
To Kyp's surprise nothing about the forest struck him as unusual or looked as if there had been a disturbance of any kind there. Stretching out with the force Kyp struggled to find an echo of Jaina or Jag's presence in the surroundings. To his dismay Kyp felt not only an echo of their last emotions, but also a strange void in the force that could mean only one thing, Yuuzhan Vong.
"Tekli," he called immediately, "be careful, I sense the Vong around here or some of their biotechnology."
The small Jedi nodded immediately and stood back as Kyp searched the surrounding area, for whatever he was looking for. It only took him a few moments for him to find what he was looking for to his surprise. He had expected for it to take much longer. The creature he found looked like nothing else he had ever seen the Vong make but, he decided to not guess at it's function until he had Lowbacca or another expert in Yuuzhan Vong technology take a look at it.
* * * * * * * *
Jaina pivoted and stabbed her lightsaber behind her head, catching the bolt from the remote that had, a moment ago, been in front of her. Switching to a one handed grip, she whipped the blade back around in front of her sweeping aside two more incoming bolts. She brought her blade back up to the guard position and noticed that Luke Skywalker stood watching her from the entrance with a rapt attention. However, she purposefully did not acknowledge him. Casually, she next executed a move that had been taught to her by her aunt Mara. She flipped into a midair summersault, bringing her blade with her and sweeping a bolt away from the air where her feet would have been and back towards the remote, knocking it to the ground.
She brought her blade back up and just for the fun of it she deflected the next bolt towards Luke. After he quickly dodged the laser bolt, he exclaimed indignantly. "Hey. What was that for Jaina? Where did you learn that move?" He asked quickly moving on, his curiosity overtaking him. "It was actually quite a simple move," he analyzed," but I don't think I would have thought of that combination."
"Despite what Yoda may have told you, you're not the only Jedi in the galaxy, even now." Jaina replied, probably a bit more tartly than she had intended.
"There are others." His remark was as much a statement as a question.
"Of course, and as for that move. Well it was taught to me by my Jedi master."
"I didn't teach you?" Luke asked sounding more surprised and almost a little hurt.
"Well not really. You did some, but mostly you taught my brothers. Mara was the one who taught me."
"Mara?"
At that Jaina had to smile. "Mara Jade," she left a nice pregnant pause and then added, "Skywalker, my aunt."
He stood there a bit startled for a moment and then he seemed to sputter for a moment and said at last. "I'm married."
"For almost ten years now, in my time."
He seemed to absorb that then changed the direction of the conversation abruptly. "Why did you get so upset back there? You practically ran out."
Jaina sighed. It's complicated, Uncle. Mother and I have been fighting for so many years now it's almost habit to me. In my time, a lot of stuff has happened and the galaxy has been turned upside down. I resent her in many ways, and she doesn't understand me. So, we fight, a lot."
"Don't you ever talk to her?" Luke asked calmly ever the mediator.
"I hardly see her. Most of the time I'm on the other side of the galaxy with my squadron." Jaina laughed but with little humor in her voice. "If Mara was here she would have my hide for sulking like this." Then she ruefully shook her head and turned to Luke her attention now focused outward rather than inward. "Well Uncle what's the current tactical situation?"
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