JACEN!

"Oww! Shavit!" Jacen Solo jerked out of bed, smacking his head on the low ceiling above. He gingerly reached up to rub the shock off, all the while, trying to remember what it is that had woken him up.

JACEN!

The cry came again and his body involuntarily jerked, awaking his sleeping companion. As he heard her stir he tried to wipe the sweat off his brow, tried to calm his beating heart. She wrapped an arm around his back.

"Jacen?" The same call…one softer, sweeter and much less urgent. And instead of sending him into a fit it calmed his heart and let him get a grip on reality.

"It's alright…It's alright…Just…something…" She wrapped her arms tighter around him and nuzzled her face into his strong embrace. For a few moments they both sat still, enjoying the quite of the night.

JACEN!

This time the call was softer and then Jacen felt the presence wink out entirely. He felt his companion give a small gasp as she too felt it through the force.

"Is that what you heard Jacen?" Tenal Ka Solo gently rubbed her husband's back, trying to help him shake away the tenseness.

"It was Jaina," he said finally. He hung his head down, closing his eyes and reaching out to his twin. He felt Tenal trying as well. Neither of them could sense anything of the usually bright and bubbly Jaina Solo.

Jacen's eyes snapped open. He threw of the covers, racing towards the door.

"Jacen? What can you possibly do?" Tenal ran out the door, following him.

"She shouldn't have gone in the first place! I knew this was a stupid idea…Force! Jag is gonna be SO dead if I ever get close to him…"

Jacen headed straight for his parent suite. Franticly punching in the code he rushed through the door, Tenal at his heels.

"Dad!" Jacen flipped on the lights in their bedroom. Han Solo shot up with a small grunt, himself also hitting the low ceiling that was common in the ship.

"Ouch!" Jacen heard his dad mutter several select Corillian curses before turning towards his son. "Jacen? What in all the stars of Corillia are you doing here?" Jacen saw his mom slowly sit up as well.

"Jacen?"

"Sorry to wake you guys up but this is a lot more important than sleep," his face turned to confusion as he realized something. "Mom? Didn't you feel it?"

"Feel what Jacen? Good morning Tenal," She said sweetly, nodding her head to the young queen.

"If it is morning…. Which I doubt," Tenal tried to stay in her regal nature but Jacen saw her inconspicuously wiping the sleep out of her eyes.

"Can we dispense with the formalities for just a moment and concentrate on Jaina?" Jacen shouted.

"What about Jaina?" Han's face flickered into a frown and he looked back and forth from all the force users. Leia was just as confused.

"Find her mom. Try and find her and tell me what you sense," Jacen looked deep into his mothers eyes, compelling her forwards. Leia slowly reached towards the comforting presence of her only daughter.

"Han!" Her hand shot out towards her husband and she gave him a fearful look. Jacen saw the blood run from his father's face, and all of a sudden, he looked old, haggard and Jacen felt the rage and anger boil up inside him. It was just as Jaina described it when she saw their father look at Anakin's dead body. Jacen now had another reason to hate the Vong. He and his father locked eyes and the decision was unanimously made. Face set. Jacen reached down to grasp Tenal's hand, she leaned against him, her strength and love flowing towards him.

Jacen looked towards his mother's face and saw the worry in her eyes, the fear that another one of her children could be lost. Jacen had already betrayed his family once, He would not put them through that agony again.

They were going to find Jaina, and all of them would be coming home. Jag not included…Jacen thought in his head. He felt Tenal give him a little elbow in the ribs. Yes Jag would be coming home, but in pieces if necessary…