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A/N: This is a neat chapter. Once again got the idea off a Bio on Jan and Kyle. Some say that Jan was working as a spy when they met again, but I thought this was more appealing.

3 years later

Kyle walked calmly through the Imperial base; he was now a decorated officer, but he didn't feel like one. It was as if his honor of the Empire was slowly slipping away. He had seen soldiers murder surrendering Rebels; He had watched as they completley destroyed a Rebel Base, with all of them inside. He was beginning to see the bloodbath that Empire wanted. Had the leaders of their Empire know the meaning of compassion and mercy? Kyle rembered how he had allowed a Rebel woman live. He had kept it a secret from all, but her face still wafted in his memory. Her strong determination had intrigued him greatly, and her beauty still lingered with him. He wondered if he was on the wrong side of this fight.

A red light a bove him began flashing and an anoying buzz ringed in his ears. Kyle swiftly pulled out his blaster; someone had entered the base.

"Oh, Sithspit!" Jan yelled frustrated.

As if getting into the base hadn't been hard enough, now the Imperials knew she was here. She was going to have to download those codes and get out of there fast. She hated being rushed. She raced down the corriders spying the main computer. She fired at a Stormtrooper, then raced towards the machine. Her fingers flew over the keyboard as she desperatley tried to get to the codes. "I don't know how I'm going to get out of this one," she muttered to herself.

Kyle stood on one entry way of the Computer room; on the other side were two Stormtroopers. Between them stood the Rebel, pecking away at the computer.

"Freeze!" One trooper called out, stopping the Rebel, "Hands up."

She began to raise her hands, still looking at the computer. Her right sudeenly shot to her waist and she pulled out her blaster. With two shots, both troopers lay crumpled in their armor. She was oblivious to Kyle. He ran over pulled the woman to the ground; knocking the blaster from her hand. He pinned her to the ground, and looked straight into her eyes. It was he same Rebel he had allowed to live. Her face showed that she too recognized him.

"Hello," she said, then gave him a hard kick in the stomach, knnocking the breath out of him. She then gave him a right hook in the jaw and scrambled to her feet. She picked up her blaster and fired at the troops who had spilled into the room. A Stormtrooper from behind set his rifle for stun. A blue beam erected from the blaster and encircling the Rebel. She sank to the ground; her blaster still clutched in her palm. Kyle climbed to his feet rubbing his sore jaw,

"Take her to the ship," He instructed his men," She'll be questioned there."

When Jan opened her eyes, she was staring into the masks of several Stormtroopers.

"Get up you Rebel scum."

She was kicked to her feet, and her hands were locked into binders. She saw the face of the man who had the chance to take her life, but chose not to. Jan gave him a cold stare, and saw something flash across his eyes. It wasn't anger, could it have been sympathy? In all of her wildest dreams she had never expected to see him again. She wanted to ask him why he had not taken her life, but she was taken away from the room and marched towards a docking bay. The Imperial followed and boarded the shuttle with her. The troopers placed Jan in the back and guarded her.

" Be strong Jan," she told herself," Don't tell them anything about the Rebellion or your mission."

She knew that they would torture her with the pain droids she had heard of. She wasn't sure how painful it would be, and she honestly didn't want to know. There was no chance that the Imperial would get her out of this mess. It had been three years since the Empire had taken over the base on Guala, whatever had stopped him from killing her then, was probaly swept away by the Empire. She was on her own.

Kyle and his crew boarded the Star of the Empire. General Toras walked over to Kyle,

"Captain Katarn," he said sternly," You said you have a prisoner."

"Yes, she was found in the Main Computer. I beleive she should be questioned."

"A woman," the general said unamused, "You found a Rebel woman in your base and you think she should be questioned. What can she possibly know?"

"She hacked into our base, killed a number of guards and gave me a beating I'll never forget, I beleive she knows something."

General Toras appeared to be contemplating what he should do, "We'll hold her for the time being."

The Rebel and her three guards were brought out of the shuttle. Kyle stared at her, he had ever thought of seeing her again. He used to wonder what happened to her. He had figured she would still be part of the Rebellion; he had seen the determination in her eyes. He followed the General to the command center, leaving her to be put in the detention block.

Jan was shoved ungracefully into a cell. The black walls absorbed the darkness; single light shone from above, providing little light. A small bench was cut out of the wall, a makeshift bed. She sat down on the bench and put her head in her hands. The Republic couldn't find her, not here. Torture would eventually be placed upon her and the temptations would strike. It would be hard to resist, but she had too. They would bargain for the information she knew, but she wouldn't say one word. When would they kill her? Would it be after her torture, or would they keep her alive for much longer time? The door suddenly opened, and revealed the Imperial who had helped her on Gualas. Now only one question ran through her mind, what was he doing here?

Kyle had to see her. The curiosity of who she was had finally built up to much. He could see that she was surprised to see him, but not at all afraid.

"So we meet again," he calmly greeted her.

She appeared unmoved,

"How's your jaw?" she asked refering to the bruise she had afflicted. Kyle gave a small smile at her false concern,

"This time may I have the pleasure of you name?"

His politness was not for courtesey, he was only playing her game of sarcasm.

"Jan Ors," She muttered not looking at his eyes.

"Kyle Katarn."

"Katarn?" she asked obviously recognizing his name.

"Yeah, heard of me?" he asked curious.

"Not exactly." Kyle saw the slight frown on her face, and wondered what she meant by the comment. But he seriously doubted that she would tell him anything.

"What are you?" He asked her.

Jan looked up at him, "I'm a pilot."

"Then what were you doing at the computers?"

Jan said stubbornly, "I don't generally talk to Imperial scum."

"Well I don't generally allow Rebel scum to live,"He replied angirly.

"We try to save the galaxy," Jan shot back, "not slaughter it."

"We don't murder people for no reason."

"What has the Rebellion ever done to you?" she asked bitterly.

"Your Rebellion," He said putting emphasive on the last word,"ambushed my home world of Sulon, and murdered my father."

"I don't know what your talking about!" She shouted at him.

Jan had never heard of this, "The Rebellion would never do such a thing."

"Are you so sure about that?" he questioned.

Jan was absolutley certain, never in her entire life had she heard of the Republic doing something like this. In fact, it sounded more like the Empire would do something so morbid.

"What was your father's name?"

What does that have to do with anything? Kyle couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking.

"Morgan Katarn."

"Morgan Katarn!" She exclaimed leaping to her feet, " We never killed him, why would we want to?"

Kyle clearly did not understand what she meant.

"Morgan Katarn was a Republic sympathizer," Jan explained, "He was executed for treason by the Empire."

Kyle was shocked by her words. He had never heard of this.

Jan was also shocked, could this really be Morgan Katarn's son? She had never met Morgan, but she knew that his death had been a hard blow to the Rebellion.

"Why should I believe you?" Kyle asked her.

"I don't follow a liar, traitor and murderer which is what your Emporer is. I'm telling the truth," She told him, "we didn't kill your father."

Kyle swallowed hard, was this girl saying the truth? Had his father been murdered by the Empire? He left her cell coldly, trying to figure out what he had just heard. There was only one way to find out if this was true. He walked to a computer and searched the records for executions. His heart sank when he came across a name.

Morgan Katarn: Executed for treason on Sulon, moon of Sulust.

She had told the truth. The whole time he had been fighting to avenge his fathers death, yet he had bee working side by side with the murderers. His anger for the Rebellion melted away; now his rage centered on the Empire. He had believed a lie for years, killing innocent people for a murder that they were not responsible for. He knew he couldn't continue fighting for the wrong side; he had to join the Rebellion. There was no way he was going to leave Jan on this ship. She had told him the truth, now he owed it to her to set her free.

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