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A/N: Thanks to my 4 reviewers, I hope I get more soon. I didn't mean to offend one of my reveiwers, I don't know much about Mara Jade or Mysteries of the Sith. So none of my work will have them in it. Any ways, lets get to the next chapter.

Kyle and Jan watched as the Star of the Empire shrank slowly into a tiny speck in the sky. They were safe, but Jan was not ready to set a course just yet.

"We should be safe now," Kyle said.

"Good," Jan replied nodding slightly. Suddenly she whipped out her blaster and pointed it straight at him. Kyle put his hands up in surprise.

"Did you help me escape so I could lead you to the hidden base?" Jan asked authoritavly,"Is there a homing beacon on this shuttle?"

"No," Kyle said shaking his head.

"Are you really Morgan Katarn's son?"

"Of course, I never lied to you."

"Why should I believe you?" Jan asked still keeping her weapon on him.

"Look," Kyle began," I swear on my father's grave I'm not going to hurt you. There is no trick in this."

They stared at each other for a few moments, then Jan put her weapon back in its holster. She resumed back to her piloting and stared straight ahead. Kyle looked at her,as if trying to figure her out.

"You don't trust many people do you?"

Jan turned to him," I trust myself, and thats enough for me."

Kyle seemed content with that. He settled back into his seat, but Jan wouldn't let it rest.

"What about you?" Kyle looked at her now,

" I'm sure you trusted everyone on that ship."

"One of the rules of the Empire," Kyle told her," trust is a weakness, only trust yourself."

"Is mercy a weakness?"

Kyle looked down, hoping to avoid her question,"Yes."

"And yet you showed me mercy," Jan stated.

"As I've said, I don't believe in the Empire."

"Why did you let me live?"Jan asked him,"I've been wanting to know for three years."

Kyle wasn't sure what to say." I don't know why," Kyle said shaking his head,"Maybe it was because you didn't show fear or beg for mercy, but I don't know."

Jan was speechless. Never in her life had she ever been at a loss of words. She decided not to say anything. Just to look ahead and pilot the shuttle, but

Kyle was obviously curiouse about her,"Where you from?"

Jan shook her head a little, surprised by question,"Alderaan."

"Really?"

She nodded.

"I thought Alderaan was a member of the Senate?"

"It is, but we also support the Rebellion in secret."

"Oh."

They were silent for a few moments, now out of things to say. Jan suddenly felt awkward around him for some odd reason. She flicked some switches on the control pad and the stars became brilliant streaks as the flew into Lightspeed.

After a few hours of silent flying and trying to avoid each others eyes, it was time to move out of Lightspeed. Kyle watched as she slowly pulled up the lever, making the stars slowly turn into tiny specks of light. A mammoth, gaseouse planet hung before them. A belt of planet sized moons orbited the planet.

"Yavin?" Kyle asked her, finally breaking the silence.

Jan nodded at him.

"Never would have thought to looke there," Kyle said reffering to the Rebel base.

"Of course," Jan replied," Thats why its a hidden base."

Kyle laughed a little at that, and saw her give him a small smile. Kyle grinned himself, never had he seen a more beautiful site than her smile.

Jan slowly moved towards the fourth moon of Yavin. She established contact before breaking atmosphere.

"Base, this is Jan Ors, pilot class 3, identification number 11436."

She waited for a response; it didn't take long. "Hey, Jan we thought you were dead."

She smiled,"Apparently not. I have hijacked a small Imperial Shuttle, tell patrol not to fire at the enemy ship. I don't want to be dead twice."

They both heard the guy chuckle over the intercom,"Will do. Over and out."

Jan turned to Kyle now,"Look, when we get down there let me do all the talking."

Kyle nodded," Agreed."

They desended into a jungle of a moon. Trees were compltely green and criss- crossed with vines. Kyle could see a few temples poking out of the green. Jan flew them into a hangar, and Kyle could see that a small crowd had gathered for them- or really her. Jan moved in front of him and walked down the ramp.

"Jan, I can't beleive your alive!"

"What happened?"

"How did you get out of that rat hole?"

"We all thought you were dead!" The crowd grew silent when they saw him. Kyle knew that this wasn't good.

The shouts of joy quickly became shouts of terror.

"Imperial!" "Destroyer!"

"Imperial scum!"

Rebel guards swiftly attacked Kyle, and Jan could do nothing.

"Stop! Wait!" She pleaded," You don't understand," She cried struggling through the crowd to reach Kyle,"You can't do this!"

But no one listened. Jan watched as they lead Kyle away. She hadn't meant for this to happen at all.

When Kyle was gone the people turned back to Jan,"Are you okay?"

"Did he hurt you?"

"Your so brave, capturing an Imperial by yourself!"

Jan shook them away and raced over to General Williard,

"General Williard!" She cried.

"Yes, Miss Ors?"

"Where have they taken the Imperial in capture?"

Willard began too walk further down the corridor,"That's not your concern, I believe."

"I believe it is," She replied sternly,"What are you going to do to him?"

Williard frowned here,"I find it intresting that you are concerned of his well-fare."

"He should not held as a prisoner."

"And why not?"

"Because he came with me on his own free will," Jan said her voice climbing do to frustration,"I didn't capture him."

"Are you sure you can believe him?"

Jan was about to explode. She clenched her fists and took a deep breath,"You have to release him!"

"I'm afraid that I have no authority to do so," Williard replied calmly.

"Then who does?"

"I'm afraid you will have to speak with Mon Mothma in that matter."

With that said General Williard was on his way again. Jan stood now slightly worried. Mon Mothma was the leader of the Rebellion. She had the power to protect Kyle or kill him. She could even label Jan a traitor for wanting to release an Imperial. It was a terrifying task, but Jan had to try.

It was soon around the base that Jan Ors was alive, and she had captured an Imperial. Those who had seen the Imperial said that he looked completley twisted and evil. That he looked at the crowd, and especially Jan, with a look of pure hatred. They said that Jan captured the Imperial on her own, and stole a shuttle by herself, holding him at gun point.

Only two people knew the truth, Jan and Kyle. When Jan heard the rumors, she burned with anger. They were already making her a heroine, while Kyle was being unjustly treated. She didn't want the praise and glory she didn't deserve. She walked down the corridors too the Presidential quarters, with a stomp in her steps. Enough was enough, she had to talk to Mon Mothma.

Two Rebel officers guarded the door. Jan rolled her eyes, she was pretty sure they were only there because of Kyle. As if he would hurt Mon Mothma. She walked over to them.

One of them put a hand up,"Halt!"

Jan turned to him,"I wish to speak with Mon Mothma."

"She is busy at the moment." Jan put a hand on the arm blocking her,"I need to speak with her now!"

Then she squeezed his arm.

The guard winced and she released him. "Yes miss," the guard replied obviously knowing not to mess with this angry woman. They let her pass.

Jan could see the leader of the Rebellion staring at a glass panel. It was covered with battle plans, and she appeared to be thinking hard. The first time Jan had met this woman was when she was first sworn into the Rebellion not long after her escape from Gualas. After that she would see her whenever an award or ceremony was given.

Mon Mothma always had the appearence of leadership and authority. She could be a kind gentle woman, or as tough as steel.

Jan took a deep breath,"Excuse me, Mon Mothma?"

She turned and looked at Jan.

"I'm Jan Ors."

"Yes you are the woman who captured an Imperial."

"No, I didn't do that."

Mon Mothma looked at her completely confused.

"I think we should release the prisoner."

Mon Mothma raised her eyebrows, then gestured for Jan to sit.

"This is no small task,"She said taking a seat as well,"May I ask why you want me to do this."

"I didn't save myself on that ship," Jan began to explain; finally someone was listening to her,"I was intercepted at the base, and that man helped me escape."

Mon Mothma looked surprised at this. Jan continued,"I think we should show him the same courtesy he showed me."

Mon Mothma sighed,"He's still an Imperial."

"Yes, but he saved my life, twice as a matter in fact."

"The Empire doesn't save lives they take them."

"Not this Imperial, he helped me, he's good."

Mon Mothma still appeared unmoved. "His name is Kyle Katarn, Morgan Katarn's son."

Here Mon Mothma paused, shocked by this news,"Are you sure this is true?"

"Yes, I'm certain."

Mon Mothma stood and put a hand under her chin, as she went deep in thought. Jan took this as good news; she was making someone consider the possibilities.

"Even if he is Morgan's son, he still swore loyalty to the Empire."

"But he no longer is loyal to them, he wants to swear loyalty to the Rebellion."

Jan could tell that she was making Mon Mothma think really hard. She had to let Kyle free.

"If you'll just talk to him I'm sure you'll understand," Jan pleaded.

She watched as Mon Mothma considered her plea.

"Officer Creson!" She called to one of the guards.

"Yes?" the guard asked. "Have General Williard bring the prisoner to me, I wish to speak with him."

Jan smiled at the leader of the Rebellion.

"Right away my lady."

Kyle was led farther into the Rebel base. Some how being held as a prisoner didn't seem to be part of Jan's plan. He was saw two guards standing before a door, making him wonder where he was going.

The two bozos at the door looked at him with hatred. If only his luck would change. The door opened and Kyle saw two woman in the room. One of them was Jan still dressed in her plain pilots garb, but her face was refreshing after being dragged to a cell. The other woman was dressed in a floor length white gown with a circle of auburn hair. He knew he was staring at Mon Mothma, the leader of the Rebellion. Jan stood when he was led into the room. She looked relieved to see him alright.

"Thank you," Mon Mothma said to Kyle's escorts and General Williard,"You may leave us now."

The officers left leaving Kyle alone with Mon Mothma and Jan. "You know who I am I presume."

Kyle nodded,"Yes."

"Jan here says that you are the son of Morgan Katarn."

"Yes I am."

"She has also told me that you saved her life, helped her escape from the Empire."

"Yes."

Mon Mothma nodded,"Jan is here becuase she has pleaded for you to be released."

Kyle looked at Jan, almost surprised that she would do this. Hadn't she said that she didn't trust anyone but herself.

"And," Mon Mothma continued," She says you wish to join the Rebellion."

Kyle turned back to her,"I never knew that my father was helping the Rebellion. I was told that you had taken over Sulon and had my father killed."

Kyle looked at Jan again,"I know now the truth, and I would rather fight for the Rebellion not the Empire."

Mon Mothma smiled, then pushed a small button on her desk, "General Williard you may come in now."

The General entered looking at Kyle, Jan, and Mon Mothma in surprise.

"Yes my lady?"

"Kyle Katarn will no longer be held as a prisoner, he will be used as a mercenary and a commando for the Rebellion."

"Uh, as you wish my lady."

"You may go now." Mon Mothma looked at Kyle again,"Kyle Katarn will you please step forward"

Kyle did so, making Jan smile.

Jan Ors watched as Kyle Katarn was sworn into the Rebellion.

Kyle was now situated with a small ampartment like complex. He had changed out of his Imperial Officer atire, wanting nothing more but to burn them. He was lacing up his boots when the door opened. Jan calmly walked in.

"Hi," She said a little nervouse.

"Hi," he replied.

"I uh, wanted to thank you for saving me and geting me out of there."

"I should be thanking you for telling me the truth about my father."

Jan smiled and he returned her the same.

She looked down blushing a little. She was amazed at how awkward things were when they were alone, but how free they were when they were trying not to get shot.

"Mon Mothma is sending me on another mission," Jan said surprised to learn that she was a little sad,"I just wanted to say thank you."

"Your welcome then," Kyle said now he was looking down.

Jan felt her cheeks grow hot all of a sudden, and she decided to leave.

"So long Katarn,"She said turning towards the door.

"Hey." Jan turned back to him,

"It's Kyle."

She smiled a little,"Jan."

She turned around and left, hoping someday that she'd see him again

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