Jaina ran down the hall,hoping against hope that Valin was right. She couldn't risk getting caught. She started down a corrider, then stopped. For at that time she heard the unmistakeable voice of Nom Anor and Tsavong Lah. It sounded as if they had just finished a conversation. She glanced around quickly, then perched high up in a corner. Nom Anor strode past her, not knowing that if he glanced up, a 20-year-old female would be above him. Sighing, Jaina let herself fall, slowing herself down with the Force. She had to find Mirax, and fast. She knew that Danni would have gotten Valin out by now, and only had a few minutes' time. She tried to think. They had gotten Valin's location by a hair from his head that had been taken when he was born. Mirax, however, had been born before the New Republic had even been thought of, meaning that the New Republic didn't have any records of her birth. The Wraiths had jumped to conclusions when they predicted that Valin and Mirax would be together. She kicked open a door and found Tsavong Lah and Mirax. "Jaina!" She screamed. "RUN!" Tsavong Lah placed a hand over her mouth and turned to Jaina. "Ah, the speak of the devil." He looked at Mirax. "Am I right, Horn?" Mirax just glared, pheraps because she was too angry to talk, or pheraps because with Tsavong Lah's hand clamped over her mouth anything that she would say would be muffled and incomprehendable. Jaina remembered that Danni was waiting, and tried to think. She had to get Mirax and herself out of there alive. Suddenly, out of the blue, a coufee appeared. The last thing that Jaina saw was Raglath Naught grinning.
"What's taking her so long?" Tyria whispered. The adults were trying not to let Valin hear them, but he could, even though he was in another room. He leaned closer against the door. "We can't wait all day for them," Face Loran muttered. "We can't just leave them here," said Danni. There was a murmer of agreement as Kell said honestly, " Well, we also can't risk our lives for two, when twenty-four need to bail out." Sighing, Face nodded. "Very well. We'll wait a few more minutes, then we'll leave, get a rescue team, and return." He looked around the room. "Everybody agree?" Everyone but Danni nodded. "Danni?" Slowly, Danni nodded. "Good. Any questions?" Danni put up a hand. "Yes?" "What if Jaina wasn't captured? What if she and Mirax are trying to get back now? Or what if they come back while we're gone?" Face looked thoughtful, but Kell raised a hand. "We can leave a coded message of some sort. If anyone could break a code, Jaina can." The rest nodded. "So it's settled. We'll leave,go get a rescue team, return, and mean while, Kell will be making a coded message. Clear?" They nodded. "Crystal," Tyria said.
Luke settled himself into a chair by the window. Mara sat on his left, Leia on his right, Jacen beside Mara, Han beside Leia, and Wedge and Iella Antillis near the desk. Borsk Fey'lya was sitting by the door, next to Saba Sebatyne. Tahiri Veila sat on the floor beside Jacen. She had put a pair of light-leathered boots on, and her lightsaber was visible from beneath her Jedi robes. The Jedi bowed to Borsk and sat down again. Bork sat at his large desk. "Ahh, Princess, General, Master Skywalker, welcome. "Have you any business with me?" Luke and Mara exchanged a glance. "Yes," Luke said slowly, "We were all curious on how you are dealing with the Yuuzhan Vong." "Fine,fine, and without counciler Shesh, it's much easier." Everyone present knew that Senator Viqi Shesh-the senator of Kaut- supported the Yuuzhan Vong. On a recent mission to Coruscant, Tahiri, Mara, and Luke had seen Shesh kill herself by letting herself plummet from a tall building to the ground below. She had, needless to say, not survived the fall. Mara nodded and asked, "Have you been communicating with anybody-say- offworld?" A look of panic flickered across the Chief's face, but he quickly dissolved it. In its place was a slick, democratic mask. "Excuse me, but do you know-?" "We know perfectly well who we're talking to," Tahiri cut in, anger clear on her face. "We also know who you've been talking to.
"You've been sending secret messages to the Vong, for what I don't know. Maybe to kill more innocent lives. Maybe to keep them from killing you!" Luke turned to Mara, Leia, and Han to calm Tahiri down, but they were wearing similiar expressions as Tahiri. He glanced at Jacen and saw that it affected him the same. He knew that they were all thinking of Anakin.
Giving up, he turned back to Borsk, and decided to play along with Tahiri. "Like Tahiri said, we know that you have been sending messages to the Yuuzhan Vong. And also like Tahiri said, why, I don't know. But we have solid proof that you were." Borsk's fur stood on end. "What?"
Wedge gave him a few holopads. "Your assistants can betray you." They watched in silence as Borsk slipped the first one into the datapad. Words appeared and messages from last month came up on the screen.
His eyes widened, and he looked to Leia. "Surely you don't believe this after all the support I have gave the Jedi?" The glare that he recieved answered his question. "If word of this gets out, you could be terminated," Iella told him. He looked nervously out window. "No I wouldn't," he said and jumped up.
He threw a hydrospanner at the window Luke and Mara were forced to duck, caught off gaurd. It busted the window. Borsk jumped out of it. Jacen cursed and followed, Tahiri, Luke, and Mara on his tail. Saba ran out the door to the ground with Iella and Wedge behind them. By the time they got down he was gone. "Blasterz!" Saba hissed.
Jacen squirmed impatiantly. Mara, on the other side of the room, gave him a side-long look and he fell still. Even though he was always the patient twin, he was getting tired of waiting for nothing. Mara smiled as Luke came in with Jag. Colonel Jagged Fel could easily be described as a younger Kyp Durron and an older Zekk, black hair, green eyes, slim, and tall. He was with the Chiss, and as his father, mother, sister, uncle, and aunt walked in he gave Mara nothing more than a nod, though the two got along perfectly. He gave no sign of recognition to Jacen, even though he was, well, in love with Jaina, Jacen's twin sister. Baron Soontir Fel gave Luke a cool look and sat beside Mara. Jag's little sister, Wynssa, gave Jacen a small smile and sat next to him. Jacen had met Wyn once before, and eventually had to save her life. She gave a small wave, and he smiled back. She had grown in the past year. Her long black hair was cut shorter, and was in two braids. Her green eyes still glistened with the anticipation of a child, though, and her foot tapped either excitedly or impatiently, Jacen couldn't tell which. She stopped quickly when her father turned his glare her way. When he turned his back she looked at Jacen, rolled her eyes, and made a face. He fought to keep a stern expression, but he knew that she could see through him. She grinned wickedly. This was going to take awhile.