Chapter three.

Jaina sighed, looking into the hopeful face of her granddaughter. "It is rather sad."

Tyanna bit her lip. "Please?"

Jaina smiled. "Alright." She rubbed her hands together. "Ten months later, your mother and uncle were born. We were so happy."

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***(((The Constantly Moving Jedi Fleet)))***

Parry-slice, jab and then duck!

Too late. Jaina held her lightsaber a foot away from Zekk's neck. She smiled, "Getting a little rusty are we?"

Zekk grinned right back and then rolled out of the way. "Well, with nobody to practice with over five months, except Raynar, you shouldn't be surprised."

Jaina flipped over backwards and then landed. Her bare feet making a slapping noise against the practice mats of the gym.

Zekk followed with great speed and met her with a slash as soon as she touched the ground. In an instant he had her lightsaber at her side and off balance. Before she fell, he caught her around the waist their faces inches apart. "But you still have to admit I'm better."

Jaina chuckled, kissing him lightly, and then slipping right out of his grasp. She twirled her violet lightsaber through the air, fending him off a couple of good feet.

Zekk had seen her do this before, and knew the counter-move. Dropping down he slid, letting the Force propel him, he took her legs out from under her and she fell. Again he had her in his grip. "Give up?"

Jaina struggled for a moment, and then sighed. "Always."

Suddenly, one of the twins, who were in their crib on the far side of the gym, started to cry.

Jaina laughed. "Saved."

Zekk released her, and she got up and walked over to the carry-crib. He got up and fallowed.

Jaina picked up the pretty girl twin. The poor babe hiccupped, and Jaina rocked her in her arms. "It's alright Shallin." Jaina put the little girl against her shoulder, and glanced at Zekk. She noticed a slight smile on his lips, betraying just how content he was at the moment. She smiled at him. Considering that he never had any experience with children, he was an exceptionally good dad she had found out over the past couple weeks.

Little Dannon, feeling left out, started to cry also. His father picked him up. "What's the matter Dannon? What's the matter little man?"

Suddenly, both babes grew silent, again in slumber. Jaina put Shallin back in the little carriable crib. Zekk did the same with Dannon. Jaina put a finger to her lips. "Shhh."

Zekk smiled, looking around. "Wow. I would never have thought."

"What?"

"That I'd ever be able to do this. I mean, several years ago I wasn't even sure I wanted to live anymore." Zekk glanced down at his two sleeping children. "Now I've got everything."

Jaina smiled. "I've gotta go alright? Take care of them for about an hour."

"Where are you going?" Zekk asked, coming out of his thoughts.

"A conference with my parents. I don't know, but they are worried about something." Jaina laughed. "They're always worried."

Zekk nodded. "Right."

***LATER***

Zekk had finished his work-out, and the kids hadn't so much as woken up. He was hot, tired, and sweaty. C3-po stood watching the children silently in his station. Zekk thought it ironic, and strangely cool that the same droid that watched over Jaina when she was little, was now watching over Jaina's children. "I'm going to take a shower."

C3-PO nodded. "Of course Master Zekk."

"Shout if anything wrong happens."

"Of course." The golden droid answered.

"Even if you think if anything is odd!" Zekk said forcefully.

"I will sir."

Zekk nodded. "Good." He headed toward the shower, taking one last glance at Shallin and Dannon. He felt their life-forms through the Force, two little stars that shined brightly in the universe. Little did he know that it would be the last time he would see them in many years.

***((15 minutes later))***

"3PO, could you take the twins to Jaina?"

There was a pause, and Zekk walked out of the shower-room. He was dressed in his normal sweat-suit, and his black hair was still soaked. "3P0?" He looked around the gym, and his heart froze colder than the surface of Hoth.

There, lying on the floor in several different pieces was the golden droid. The crib lay empty on the floor. Zekk rushed over, and touched the blankets, and felt the warmth still in them from the body-heat of the children. He also picked up images, through the Force. They had taken out the droid with one shot, and they had left ten minutes ago.

Zekk keyed his mike. "There has been a kidnapping." He told the first officer. "Has any ships left the docking-bay over the past ten minutes?"

"Yes sir." A young female voice replied.

Zekk's heart was beginning to race. "H-how many?"

"Uhh." The woman paused. "Fifty."

"Do you record where each one is going?" He asked.

"No sir."

Zekk's jaw tightened. Then he felt it, those two little stars in the Force that were his children, suddenly became incredibly distant. They, whoever they were, had taken his children into hyperspace.

For a moment he didn't breathe. Then, he took the com and threw it across the room where it shattered against the far wall with hissing sparks. Zekk fell to his knees, anger, and pain in his heart. "NOO!"

To Be continued.

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