His passenger semi-unconscious in the back, Jace revved up the engine a few more times, before steering the module towards the docking bay doors. "Pilot, can you open the hanger doors?" he asked, trying to focus on what he was doing and nothing else.

"Yes, I can, Officer Kohen. Opening them now." True to his word, the doors were slowly opening, creaking open to reveal a sight that no one wanted to think about: the Command Carrier was here.

"You remember what you and Moya must do, correct?"

"Yes, we understand. Moya and I are in complete agreement."

"We understand too," replied Stark from command, "All of us wish to remain free than to be slaves of the Peacekeepers."

"Then let it be so," replied Jace, smiling sadly, "but for now, Lara and I had better get going. It was a pleasure meeting you all, and I hope to see you soon."

His co-pilot moaned in the back, and started to wake up, "Good-bye........" She groaned with the effort to say those words, and tiredly, she opened her eyes to a blurry scene, "What's......."

POW! With a final wave to Moya and her crew, Jace kicked up the throttle, and the module shot right out of the bay, zooming through the emptiness of space with the ease of a bird in the sky. The shock threw Solaris back in her seat, and Jace crowed with exultation, "I had NO IDEA this ship, as primitive as it is, can travel so quickly!"

She didn't answer.

"Lara? Lara?" He looked over his shoulder, "Lara?"

"Whaaaaaaa........." she replied, groggy, "Whaaaaaaaaat's going on.......?"

"Solaris, I need you to do something for me, ok?"

"Yeahhh?"

"How do you create a wormhole?"

Her head lolled to one side and her eyes were barely open, "Activate....... transmodulator... and the..... stabilizer..... to create... a rip in space......"

He nodded, and got a feel for the controls, "Alright, hope this works," he murmured, before flipping two levers off to the side that he thought was the propulsion.

At least, that's what he thought, before two automated cannons popped out of two hatches attached to the wings.

"Whoa..."

Solaris groaned from the back, "You dunce......" suddenly, she was right on top of him, leaning on the chair in back of him with her arms over his shoulders, "Here....." she pointed shakily to the switches, "There......."

He flipped it, and a vibrating pulse of energy shot through the module, and a blinding flash poured out from the nozzle of the ship.

Instantly, the particles of the blast connected with space itself, and a rip within time and space, a wormhole in all its blue electric beauty, was formed.

Gun fire exploded around them, shaking the module as four Peacekeeper Prowlers swooped past them above their heads. "Frell," cried out Solaris, "Jace go..... the wormhole, we...... have to go... they can't follow they....... won't survive."

"How do you know we will survive?" Jace questioned nervously, "Have you flown through a wormhole?"

"We'll make it," she insisted, "Now go!!!"

Whether it was his conscious effort or not, he complied, and steered the ship towards it and trying to avoid everything in their path, "You sure about this?"

"Yes." She glanced back at Moya, and tears welled up in her eyes, and she smiled sadly, "Good bye everyone....... Pilot?"

"Yes, Solaris?" replied the tentacled alien.

"Thank you."

"Moya thanks you for everything Solaris."

She was confused, "Me?"

"Yes, because she knows that while you still live, our memory lives on."

She nodded, even though she knew he couldn't see, "I know. Good bye, Pilot."

"Good bye, Officer Solaris Sun-Crichton." With his last words, Solaris saw Moya turn in space, and head straight for the Command Carrier on a collision course.

Suddenly, she couldn't watch, her vision blurred severely by her tears. Realizing that she didn't need to see the next event, she sobbed within herself, as a sharp pain coincided with the megaton explosion that happened outside the cockpit of the primitive vessel she rode. Another piece of her heart died with Moya and Pilot, along with Rygel, Chiana, Noranti and Stark, and now she no longer felt complete. Her core was rocked and in tatters, shredded without much hope of putting it back together.

The only hope she had was to go forward.

"Go into the wormhole, Jace. I've seen enough."

He didn't even know that he was stopping for a moment of silence, "Alright...." He flew the module closer, but suddenly, a crash hit their back wing, and sent a jolt throughout the system. Hanging on, Jace barely knew what happened before the wormhole's gravity sucked them in, right through the center and only millimeters off their course back in time. The shove knocked him into the glass door, blood spattering from a gash in his forehead and knocking him unconscious; Solaris was left barely functioning as the seat in front of her slammed into her gut. Over Jace's shoulder, she barely grabbed the controls in time to fly a straight course, and when they popped out, her eyes went wide at what she saw.

Battle. War. A Scarren Dreadnaught was dead ahead, and sharp pains in her mind remembered her father's experiences with a ship of that magnitude. But it wasn't alone; Peacekeeper Prowlers and Command Carriers, Nebari ships of all kinds, and Luxan star fighters were all caught up in an epic battle, blasting at everything in sight and leaving not much else in the process.

Just as suddenly, the module light up with a communications hail. Her finger moved numbly towards the speak button to accept the message, and was shocked to hear the voice on the other end, "Yo, Who the FRELL are you and WHY are you in my module?"

Solaris was right for once. Wormholes could go back in time.

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