Sarra sat among the mussed sheets, one blanket pulled around her body protectively and she breathed deeply. If she kept on breathing she wouldn't cry... she would not cry! As quietly as she could, she moved away from the man smelling of whiskey, off of the bed. Quietly, she picked up her clothes, some of which were torn and pulled them on.
She left the bedroom and crept towards the door. Once in the corridor Sarra nearly sobbed with relief and sped her pace to a near run to get to the lifts. She jabbed at the button to call for the lift, glancing over her shoulder and biting her lip. Sarra didn't know what she would do if she saw him striding down the corridor after her.
The lift came and she stepped in quickly. Only when the doors closed did realization come over her and tears started to trickle down her cheeks. Only then did she realize that she wasn't alone in the lift.
Sarra tried to gulp back her emotions but the brown haired woman took her hand and spoke to her in a soothing voice.
"What happened to you? It's okay - I swear I won't hurt you."
Sarra looked up into brown eyes which were disturbingly familiar. "Take me to Jacen. I just - I need Jacen."
Jaina nodded and head the cancel button on the lift, then the button to send it to her quarters.
Jacen had been having a leisurely breakfast, drinking and appreciating a cup of hot chocolate along with it. Jaina had swept out of the quarters after sharing only a few pieces of fruit with him. Jag had sat with them as long as his wife was present, but as Jaina exited, Jag too made excuses. It was obvious he wasn't yet comfortable around Jacen. To tell the truth, Jacen wasn't yet comfortable around Jag. Both were used to the role as the favourite of Jaina and didn't know how to treat the man with whom they thought they competed for her affections.
Jacen pondered that as he took another sip of chocolate and glanced around the couple's quarters. It was exactly a competition, between them. He would always be Jaina's twin, and Jag most likely would be her husband from now on. He supposed it would just be time until the comfort between them grew.
He was placing his dishes in the washer when the door to the quarters opened again. He turned and moved immediately to the door when he saw who came in.
Sarra threw herself into his outstretched arms, sobbing into his shoulder. He didn't even try to understand what she was saying, focusing instead on soothing the girl. He had gotten Sarra out of Vong territory, and she knew him as the only protector who had ever come through for her. The only protector that had not hurt her when she expected and needed help.
He looked up over her blond head into Jaina's worried face.
:Where did you find her?: He asked her silently.
:In the turbolift. She walked in and started crying. Then she asked me to take her to you.: Jaina was clearly concerned. She set herself upon the arm of the love seat as he settled Sarra on the couch.
A few more minutes of soothing assurances she was able to speak.
"He's here, Jacen. He's here.... he found me and he caught me and...." Sarra spoke into his shoulder, muffling her words but Jacen didn't need her to continue on. He knew exactly what had happened based on the rips her clothing. Red clouded his eyesight for a moment, until he focused the emotion.
"Who's here?" Jaina asked quietly.
Sarra took her face away from Jacen's shoulder, turning to face his twin. " My - my husband."
"There is probably a crew member aboard the ship named Rand Lerrin."His twin blanched and clutched at the loveseat, sinking to the seat. Jacen paused but continued. " Have him thrown in the brig as quick as you can." Jacen said quietly and Jaina nodded, pulling out her comm. Jacen noticed her hand shook slightly but he focused on Sarra as Jaina spoke to the Bridge of the ship.
"We're going to get you to a medbay. Are you okay to walk?" he asked her.
Her blond hair obscuring her face she nodded. "I just feel - dirty. I need to take a shower."
"After we visit the medbay. C'mon." He helped her to her feet as Jaina finished her conversation.
Jaina had a worry line between her eyes and looked pale. "He - he finished the war as a member of Blackmoon Squadron. He's been on detention for a month, he wasn't supposed to be able to leave his quarters. Security's having a fit. But they're on his way to take him into the brig. And to keep him there." She smiled softly at Sarra. "He won't be able to touch you again for a long time."
Jacen reached out a hand to squeeze Jaina's arm. "Thank you."
She smiled again but this smile was not soft, nor gentle. There was a feral look to her eyes and Jacen had a sense that if he had been around for more of the war, he would have seen this smile before. "It was my pleasure making sure that scum got what he deserved."
Jacen had a sense that Jaina had heard the name Rand Lerrin before today, but decided to ask her about that at a later time. Now it was time to get Sarra to the medbay.
Jaina was running sims with her squadron a few hours later when Jagged tapped on her sim chamber. She stepped out of it, and the look on his face made the dressing down on her lips for interrupting her disappear. Jag looked angry and very worried. She left the squadron in the hands of her second and followed him into the corridor.
"You called in an arrest for Rand Lerrin a few hours ago." He spoke in the clipped way he did when he was angry, and was trying very hard not to yell at her.
"Yes."
"What did he do to you now?" Jag demanded.
"Nothing to me. He attacked a friend of Jacen's. It seems they're married."
Jag released his breath explosively."I saw the report and nearly went to find him myself. Who would have been dumb enough to marry him?!" Neither one of the couple held a great deal of love for the aforementioned Lerrin.
"I think misguided would have been the better word." Jaina took a breath and then thought about something her husband had said. "What do you mean - find?"
"Lerrin's made a run for it. Security can't locate him." Jag reached out an arm as Jaina swayed.
"What do you mean they can't find him?! He was supposed to wear a location bracelet at all times! He wasn't even supposed to be able to leave his room!" Jaina's voice was tinging on the hysterical.
"They'll find him. It's a closed ship. He can't go anywhere." Jagged tried to sooth her but she shook her head as her voice shook.
"But he could be anywhere."
Jag pulled her into an embrace, his arms tightening around her small waist. "Did you tell Jacen - ?"
Jaina shook her head. "He doesn't need to know."
"I think he does, sweetheart. It could help his friend."
"What - that I let my defenses down enough once and he almost did to me what he did to her?! I don't see how that will help anyone." Jaina bit her lip. "I won't burden him - or her with that. Maybe... I could have been more insistent and gotten him kicked off the ship...."
"You know that he was kept on just to spite you. His commander would be happy to see us as uncomfortable as possible."
"It's not my fault Aruya hates my family."
Jag's arms tightened around her. "He's a prejudiced bastard, and I'll see him hang now that his buddy has attacked someone else."
"He'll just say he was taking a husband's right. You know he thinks a woman should be at home and pregnant, not higher ranked than him in the military."
"It won't matter this time." Jag promised her fervently. "Now come on, I think you should take the day off. At least until we find Lerrin."
Jaina didn't fight him, only nodding mutely. And that worried Jag more than any of her other reactions. His wife was scared when she let him tell her what to do, and worried.
"And you're going to tell Jacen what's gone on while he's been gone." Jag told her and though he did see one spark of stubborness in Jaina's eyes, she agreed as they entered the turbolift. It was the only way.
Rand smirked as he sat in the sim chamber. The Fel bitch was scared of him. That only made this all the sweeter. Listening to that Imp of a husband assure her they would catch Lerrin was almost too funny. He would make them pay. Along with his dear wife and her so-called protector. They would all pay.