**Blah, sorry it took so bloody long to post this chapter. I have been so busy lately and have had no time to write at all. Please forgive me? Oh and thank you for the reviews, those of you who have been reviewing, and you know who you are.





The Devil at Heaven's Gate





After many hours of travel, Keilana decided to stop into a club quickly. She knew she shouldn't be taking a break, but felt as if she desperately needed one to perform at her best. She took a quick look around and stepped quickly into the nearest club.

Once inside, she was surprised to find herself in a more refined club rather than the type she was used too. She just shrugged and wandered to the bar. Once there, she pushed her way through the crowd and leaned on the counter, looking at those who protested her force. The men around her quickly closed their mouths when she stretched her body out and put a slight arch in her back, continuing to gaze in their direction.

Keilana turned her head to the bartender and wasn't surprised when he was staring straight at her. He was a young man with blonde hair and dark eyes. He had a white towel over one shoulder and was wearing nice pants and a nice tunic.

I'll take a she trailed off and looked at the list of drinks. She removed her helmet and ran a gloved finger over her lips, hooking her left leg behind her right and jiggling her left foot in the air. Hmm, it's just so hard to decide. She looked at the bar tender and smiled. What do you suggest?

The bartender seemed surprised and looked at Keilana. He then leaned on the bar himself and brought his face close to Keilana's. Keilana was actually quite disgusted, but she kept the mask of a teasing smile on her face.

Our wines are quite good, he smiled. Keilana shook her head, her dark hair falling out of it's ponytail and into her face.

No good. I'm looking for a good time here, not some politicians party, Keilana smirked, her finger now making circles on the bar counter.

We have a variety of mixed drinks too.

Good, give me you're speciality, Keilana winked and touched the bartender's nose with her still gloved finger. She stood up and leaned on her hands on the bar and the bartender turned around and started to make Keilana something to drink.

While waiting, Keilana scanned the club with her eyes. She was looking for anyone who could help her with the bounty. A Jedi, perhaps. Just as that thought entered into her mind, her eyes fell upon a man on the other side of the room. He was dressed in black with several layers of tunics on and pants that tucked into knee high black boots. He was sitting by the dance floor absently sipping at his drink. The man was not much older than Keilana, his black hair slicked back on his head. He turned as he felt Keilana's eyes on him and she turned quickly, but not before she spotted the lightsaber hanging from his belt. She grinned to herself as the bartender handed her the drink.

Here you go, the most exotic drink for the most beautiful girl here tonight, he slid a tall glass with light pink liquid inside across the bar toward Keilana. She smiled as she picked it up and sipped.

Very good, thank you, she smiled and slid several credit's to the man. She grabbed her helmet, turned and headed for the other side of the club and the Jedi who stood there.



Ganner Rhysode looked up as a woman, Keilana, slid in to the seat across from him. She smiled at him as she set her drink down on the table, followed by a helmet with a cloth mask attached. She slowly turned her head to look at the dancers and then back at Ganner.

You looked lonely, she smiled, her voice soft, but loud enough to be heard over the music, so I thought I might join you for I am lonely too.

Looks can be deceiving, Ganner smiled back, sipping his drink. The woman picked up her light coloured drink and sipped also, her eyes never leaving Ganner. Ganner was taken aback by the stranger's presence in the Force but shook his head at the thought. That's probably the drink thinking, Ganner ol' boy.

Yes, I know, she put her drink back down and started to scoot her chair closer to Ganner. Sorry, but I just couldn't hear you over the noise, she lied as she moved as close as she could.

Then again, Ganner shook his head a second time, still trying to convince himself that there was nothing out of the ordinary with this woman.

Keilana said, her voice quiet enough to force Ganner to strain his ears to listen. She started to run one gloved hand up and done the fabric of his right sleeve as she took another sip of her drink. Why are you here all alone? I'm sure there are dozen's of girls who would love to go out with you.

Ganner coughed and looked at the small hand that was rubbing his arm and then back at the face of it's owner. He swallowed and took another sip of his drink.

Oh, shy are we? She smiled and turned her body a little to look Ganner in the eye. She smiled and stopped her stroking. Ganner almost cried out and Keilana grew a smug grin on her face. Ganner quickly recovered and took another sip of his drink.

First off, I really must know your name, please, Ganner looked at the woman and glanced at the dark hair falling into her eyes. Keilana sat back a bit and pushed one of the stray locks out of her face.

Yours first, Keilana said, looking the Jedi up and down.

Oh but please, I asked first, Ganner smirked and turned a little to regard the woman. She was smaller than him, about half his size, but nearly as tall as he, and very slender. Her pale skin was a stark contrast to her dark brown hair. Her sharp eyes looked to be taking in every detail of everything around them and they were just as dark, if not darker, than her hair.

Keilana tried not to sound irritated, though she was becoming so. She looked around the room quickly for any inspiration and then back at Ganner. Most people call me Key.

Key. What aninteresting name. I'm Ganner, he smiled holding out a hand.

And you said my name was interesting, she grinned, taking his hand. When she touched him, a weird sensation shot through her body, but she ignored it. She just pulled her hand back and crossed her legs. She suddenly stood up and decided she wasn't doing a very good job at gaining the trust of this Jedi. Let's dance. We're both young and you look bored.

But I really can't, Ganner shook his head.

Everybody can dance, granted it might not be good, but everybody can, she removed her gloves and, folding them, she stuck them in her belt. Ganner's eyes quickly travelled to the belt and was surprised at the number of tools and other items she kept on it. Keilana noticed him looking at her belt and, lifting his chin with her hand, she bent over and put her head close to his face, her lips next to his ear. Frisky, are we? Just wait until later and perhaps we can have some more fun.

Keilana laughed as she pulled the shocked Ganner out of his chair and out onto the floor. They were quickly surrounded by other dancers while they just stood there.

This really isn't a good idea, Ganner said, looking down at Keilana.

Keilana pressed her body against Ganner, her breasts pressing against his chest through the many layers of clothing they both wore. He wanted to push her away and leave the floor until, that is, she started to move with the music. C'mon, Ganner, don't spoil my fun.

Like I said, I can't dance, Ganner said, but he didn't move away. Keilana grew a wicked little smile on her face and put her hands on Ganner's back. She could feel the toned muscles, even through all of the clothing he wore and smiled.

Hmm, a worthy specimen, she grinned to herself. Ganner moved closer to her she she touched his back, pressing their bodies closer together. He took in a sharp breath and looked at the laughing woman in front of him.

What are you doing?

If you won't dance on your own, then I will just have to help you, she grinned, moving her hands slowly down Ganner's back. When she reached the small of his back, she brought her hands to his hips and smiled as he jumped. Don't worry, I'll save that until we are alone, she laughed again as she caught the look on Ganner's face. She started to move his hips slightly with the music. See, there's nothing hard about dancing.

Ganner gave her a brief smile and Keilana shook her head. What? Why are you shaking you're head.

Can't Jedi have a little fun, or is that forbidden, Keilana leaned her face close to Ganner's as she let go of his hips. He looked surprised but the emotion quickly melted off his face. Keilana smiled and shrugged. She then grabbed one of Ganner's arms, which was rigid at his side and set his hand on her hip. She smiled again as he seemed surprised, but was happy he seemed to be picking up on the rhythm of the music. She nodded as he started to dance, even if it was timid. Keilana took this moment to turn her back to Ganner. He pulled his hand back as his fingers swept over her stomach. Keilana sighed and pulled Ganner away from the dancers and back to their seat.

Well then, Ganner said, sitting down. He looked at Keilana as she gingerly sat at the edge of her chair.

That was great fun, she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Ganner laughed as he reached for his drink, which wasn't there. Keilana noticed her drink too was gone. She looked up, frantic, but noticed her helmet still on the table. She picked it up and put it in her lap. Thank the Gods I didn't lose this.

Ganner looked at her with some interest and then stood up. I really should be getting back.

Oh really, where do you live? Keilana stood up also, holding the helmet in one hand at her side.

Right now I'm staying at the Jedi Temple. You? He asked, starting toward the door.

I don't actually have a place to stay. My ship is in the shop and I was just going to rent some room at the nearest place available, Keilana said, flanking Ganner immediately. It'll probably be some shit hole with my current money situation, but I can live with that.

I could take you back to the Temple to see if there is a room you could stay in, Ganner offers as they step out into the night, now early morning.

Really? Could you actually do that? Keilana said, acting surprised. Inwardly, however, she was smirking. All too easy.

I'm sure I can find something for you, Ganner smiled, looking down at Keilana. She wanted to put her helmet back on, but was afraid he might recognize her as the bounty hunter she was.

Oh, Ganner, that would be absolutely wonderful, Keilana was almost giddy. However, there was still the feeling that something was wrong.

No problem, he shrugged as they started down the street.

Keilana danced around at Ganner's side as they walked down the street. He glanced at her and laughed. He couldn't read anything coming off her mind, for she had put up a mental wall, but he could try and pick up on her emotions from her actions.

Why are you so giddy? He smiled as they continued to walk.

Giddy? Me? She giggled. Quite an act you're putting on, girl, she told herself. He's sure to think of you as some airhead. Well, better an airhead than a bounty hunter and the truth.

Yes you, Ganner laughed. Do you not notice?

Perhaps it's the drink, Keilana shrugged.

Ganner looked back at her before turning a corner and stopping. There it is, he smiled. Keilana stopped next to him and gasped.

It's beautiful. I've never seen it this close up, she kicked herself for saying that. I mean, I saw it through the cockpit while landing, but that's about it.

Don't come to Coruscant much, I take it, Ganner glanced at her as they continued forward once again.

Well, not this hemisphere, Keilana shrugged. I visit the other side of the planet often enough, but not the political district. I tend to steer away from here on purpose. Can't stand politicians, she shook her head.

Ganner shook his head and chuckled. I don't like politicians either and they don't like me, or Jedi as a whole, rather.

Yes, so I have heard, Keilana nodded as they scaled the steps that bring them to the entrance. They entered through the grand front doors and stopped in the front hall. She looked up and was surprised to see the ceiling very far above her. She smiled as she looked around at the different art and then back at Ganner.

It's beautiful, she admited. He nodded and started to turn away.

Please, I will be back in one moment, Ganner said as he started down a hall to Keilana's left. She nodded as he walked away and silently moved to one of the statues. She touched the nameplate of one and was about to lean over to read it when Ganner returned.

Keilana stood up to look at him. With him there was a tall, blonde man with black robes billowing about him.

Keilana smiled to herself as she stepped forward. Perfect.

Ganner smiled and took a step in front of the other man. Let me present to you my Master, Master Luke Skywalker.

Keilana moved forward, her arm extended and a genuine smile on her face. Luke took her hand in his and shook it, a smile on his own face.

It is my pleasure to be meeting you, Master Skywalker.