Hey guys! I just want to say a quick thanks to all of those who reviewed. I really appreciate it! Here are the next two chapters of the story, which I hope everyone has been enjoying. Also, if anyone is interested, I did a little one-shot about Jaina and Zekk called the Best Birthday Ever that is set right before her and Jacen leave to go to the academy if anyone wants to check it out. It's in my bio. And without further ado…

Chapter 22

It was only about five hours later when the group received an incoming call from Csillia. Switching on the ship's comm unit, Jaina was now standing before the blaring voice of a very angry Soontir Fel.

"Jagged!" he screamed. "Jagged Fel, where is my daughter?"

Jaina turned to look over her shoulder at the young man who had quickly arrived upon hearing his father bellowing out his name.

"Dad. I don't know what you're talking about…"

Cutting his son off, Soontir began again, "What I'm talking about? I'm talking about the fact that your mother and I specifically told your sister this morning that there was no way in hell that we were going to allow her to go off and join some war that she has no business sticking her fourteen year old nose into. And for some reason when your mother sent me up to Wyn's room twenty minutes ago to try and get her to come down for midday meal, she wasn't in there. But do you know what was in there? A note. Do you want to know what it said, don't worry I'll read it to you. 'Dear Mom and Dad, I'm sorry to have disobeyed you, but Jag was right. Sometimes you just have to do what you know is best. I love you both. Wynnsa.'"

"Dad, I swear I had no idea that you told Wyn she couldn't come with us. She showed up right before we left this morning and said that you told her it was alright."

"And you actually believed her! Never mind, I want you to bring back my little girl this instant!"

Stepping into the range of the comm system, Jaina spoke up nervously. "I'm really sorry to butt in sir, but we really don't have time to turn around right now. After all, there is a war going on that we have to get to. If you like, we could put Wyn on the first transport that comes back in this direction, but there is no telling when that would be."

Pausing to think for a moment, "No, that would be pointless. If she is going anyways she might as well stay and see what she has gotten herself into. But Jagged, I am holding you completely responsible for her well being. Do you understand me?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. Fel out."

For a few seconds after Soontir had cut the link off, Jag and Jaina just stared at each other. With his anger gradually building, Jag suddenly whipped around and walked to the back of the ship, calling out at the top of his lungs, "Wynssa Fel, get out here!"

At the time of his call, Wyn had been lying down on her bunk reading a holomag that she had brought with her from home. But as soon as she heard her brother yelling her name, she knew exactly what he was mad about. Slowly rising from the bed, Wyn made her way out into the hallway and sheepishly turned to face her oldest brother. "What's going on?"

"Would you like to explain to me why I just received a furious call from our father saying that you were supposed to be coming downstairs for lunch right now?"

"I guess he forgot that I was leaving today?"

"I guess he never knew! What happened to 'Mom and Dad said it was ok'?"

"Well…"

"Well, now you are my responsibility, and if anything happens to you, Mom and Dad will kill me."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

"Well, you better start before you get yourself killed." And with that, Jag turned on his heels and walked away.

Back in one of the ship's cabins, Tahiri was laying down on her bunk, reading the holomag that Wyn had left in the room earlier. Seeing an article that made her laugh, she began to read out loud. "What kind of garbage is this? 'Ten Ways to Make Your Man Scream for More' How do they come up with this stuff?"

Hearing her voice from the corridor, Cem walked into the room. "Maybe I could help you find out," he said with a sly grin.

Rolling her eyes at him, she fired back. "Please. What makes you think I am at all interested in you."

"Hey, you don't have to be in love with me. We can just have a little fun. After all, that's what sex is all about, right?"

Getting angry, Tahiri stood up and walked over to him. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, you're the expert right? And if you ask me, right now would be the perfect time for you to be getting it on; you're already pregnant!"

That was the last straw. Completely on the verge of losing it, Tahiri gave Cem a good, hard shove. "You listen, and you listen good. I am just about sick of you and your mouth. And despite what you may think, just because I'm not a virgin, it doesn't mean I'm some street whore. And even if I was, you couldn't pay me enough to sleep with a piece of scum like you!" With one final shove that did the trick and knocked him flat on his hind regions, Tahiri stormed out of the room in a huff.

Cem just layed there on the floor and watched that beautiful blonde goddess leave. What kind of mess had he gotten himself into? He honestly did not know what was wrong with him. Back home on Csillia he would never have any trouble getting any girl he wanted. But when it came to Tahiri, it seemed like everything he did was wrong! Sometimes he really didn't understand women.

Frustrated and furious, Tahiri went marching down the corridor in a huff. She eventually came upon a small storage space where she thought she would be able to be alone for a little while. But as soon as Tahiri walked through the door, she knew that she wasn't alone.

Glancing around the tall boxes and containers, she eventually saw the other occupant of the room. Perched on top of a supplies box and facing in the opposite direction sat Jag. And by the looks of things, he didn't seem too happy.

Curious, Tahiri took a seat on the box opposite of Jag's. "Are you ok?"

Jag looked up, startled. "Oh, Tahiri. I didn't even hear you come in. Yeah, I'm fine I guess. You?"

"Same, I guess. So what's going on?"

With a sigh, Jag shifted his body to face the girl in front of him. "To what are you referring? The fact that my baby sister lied to me so that she could stow away on this ship, or the fact that my father will kill me if anything happens to that sister."

With a small grimace, Tahiri said, "That's rough."

"Yeah, I know. It's just that I can't imagine Wyn lying to me just so that she could run off and get herself potentially killed."

"Well, I can't really say anything. After all, I did basically the exact same thing last year and nearly got myself and Anakin killed. But it all worked out in the end. This will too."

With a little smile of gratitude, Jag replied " Thanks. I sure hope so. So what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just frustrated. But I'm better now."

Even though he heard her, Jag was less than convinced, but he didn't want to pry. "Ok, well if you want to talk, you know where I am."

"Thanks." Tahiri then hopped off of her box and left, feeling a little bit better.

But that feeling didn't last long because almost as soon as she walked out of the door, she ran into Cem. "What now?"

"Look, Tahiri I just wanted to ask…"

"Ask what? If I would sleep with you again? You know what, Cem. Why not? If you want to just throw away one of the most special events in your life, why should I stand in your way? Come on Cem, if you want me, take me. Right now, I'll do anything you want."

"Tahiri-"

"What's the matter? Not so eager anymore now that I'm giving in."

Shocked, Cem just stood there. What now? Was this just another female deception? Of course his body was telling him to go for it; after all he had a beautiful girl standing before him practically throwing herself at him. But his head said no. If anything happened between the two of them, it would be for the wrong reason. And so, before he could change his mind, Cem turned around and walked away.

Chapter 23

The rest of the trip had been a little bit awkward. No one really said much to anyone else and they were all trying to avoid each other. By the time they reached Borleis, the group was more than ready to have some space.

After a morning of meetings and debriefings, Jaina finally got a chance to go locate her new room. As soon as she got inside, she collapsed down on the bed and thought about everything that had happened in the last couple of hours. She had just been informed that in addition to receiving her own squadron, the Twin Suns, she would have a major role in a highly important ruse that had been set up to trick the Vong. She would be playing the role of the Trickster Goddess, and would have anyone and everyone on the base treating her like royalty. And as great as that sounded, it was also a little scary. She would have a lot to deal with in the upcoming months; maybe more than she could handle.

Eventually, Jaina fell into a deep sleep; forgetting her troubles until morning.

The three Fel siblings were given a small apartment on the base to share. At first glance Wyn began to regret her decision to leave home. Although not a spoiled brat, Wyn had always had a very comfortable life due to her father being a baron and her mother a former actress. She had never wanted for anything, nor had she ever been subjected to the type of living conditions that she was now in.

It wasn't that the apartment was bad; it was just small and plain. Taking a deep breath, Wyn forced her pride back and smiled. "This place is great."

Not believing his sister for a second, Jag grinned and said, "I'm sure this is exactly the type of freedom you had envisioned."

"Of course. Who wouldn't want to live in a small, cramped apartment with their brothers? It will be an adventure. Hopefully."

After a few days, the three were beginning to settle in. Wyn was starting to get used to military life, even if it meant not having every little luxury that she had growing up. And while her brothers had been off training with Jaina's new squadron, she had been studying with Tahiri; learning some basic combat skills and military procedure.

And in their free time, the girls went off and practiced flying in the simulators together. Tahiri was surprised to learn that Wyn was actually very good, considering she didn't really have any formal training.

The third day after arriving on Borleis was Wyn's fifteenth birthday. As a gift Jag had promised that they would take Wyn with them to a squadron party late that night, which was very uncharacteristic for him considering how protective he usually was over his baby sister.

Wyn, Jaina, and Tahiri spent hours getting ready for the party, which was a gift in itself for Wyn, who greatly missed her previous fashionable way of life. Although lately she had been wearing mostly flight suits and work out clothes, Wyn did have a few nice things that she had brought with her from home. After searching through her suitcase for a moment, she finally came upon what she was looking for: a flowy mauve top that had always made Wyn feel like a princess and a pair of tight black pants.

Likewise, Jaina began to reluctantly dress for the party. Never having been all that much into clothes, Jaina didn't find this part of the night to be all that exciting. She wore a simple, low cut sweater with a pair of slightly baggy beige pants. And somehow even despite her efforts to look casual, Jaina still came off looking gorgeous.

This whole time Tahiri had been busy watching the other two girls getting dressed, helping out where she could. When asked by Wyn why she wasn't getting changed, Tahiri simply replied, "I don't really look all that great in most of my clothes right now. Everything seems to make me look…well…pregnant."

Suddenly brightening, Wyn ran back to her luggage. "I have just the thing for you." She pulled out a deep blue top and a pair of pants. "Here. This shirt is long and flares out at the bottom, so it won't show your stomach any. No one will be able to notice your condition in this."

Smiling, Tahiri took the clothes that were being offered to her, and she quickly discovered that Wyn was right. She looked as tiny as ever in these clothes. "You know what? I think I'm ready to go party."

By the time the small group had arrived, the party was in full bloom. And it wasn't just people from Twin Suns there; they saw many others whom they had never laid eyes on before. After getting a drink for himself and Jaina, Jag found a small table for the group to sit at. As he was leading the group over, Cem walked up with another young man in tow. He looked vaguely familiar to Jag, but for some reason he couldn't seem to place him.

Introducing his friend, Cem said "Wyn, Tahiri, this is Drake. He's a member of Twin Suns. Drake, this is my sister Wyn, the birthday girl."

Taking her hand, Drake brushed his lips gently across it. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope you have had a good birthday."

"Great."

As his sister was talking to the young man in front of her, Jag began to recognize him a little bit more. Cem was right; Drake was in Twin Suns, but he had never really spoken to Jag. He looked to be about nineteen, had sandy blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Suddenly feeling very protective, he walked forward and offered his hand. "And we've never been formally introduced. I'm Jagged Fel, Wyn's oldest brother. It's a pleasure to meet you."

With a quick shake, Drake responded, "Likewise." Returning his attention to Wyn, Drake asked, "Can I get you a drink?"

Before Wyn could open her mouth to respond, Jag said, "Wyn doesn't drink. She is just now turning fifteen."

"While I appreciate you clearing that up for me, I think Wyn is old enough to make decisions on her own. Besides, it's her birthday. She should be allowed to have some fun."

With a grin, Wyn turned to Jag and said, "I like this guy. C'mon, lets go dance."

As he watched the two walk on to the dance floor, Jag had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. And apparently it was obvious to all the way he felt because Jaina put a hand on his shoulder and said, "It's ok. He seems like a nice guy, and it is her birthday. There's nothing to worry about."

Still watching their retreating backs, Jag murmured "Yeah, nothing to worry about."

It was early the next morning before the group left the party. After walking Jaina to her room and Tahiri to the Skywalker apartment, Jag finally made his way back to his new home. He had allowed Drake to walk Wyn home, but he didn't like the idea much. Once he got there he noticed that both Drake and Wyn were still standing in the corridor talking.

"I thought you would have been out like a light by now," he said to his little sister.

"Oh, no. I could stay awake and talk to Drake for hours. He's so interesting!"

"Isn't that great," Jag said under his breath. "Well even if you could talk to him for hours, you have to go to bed soon. I'll let you two say your goodbyes." He then turned around and walked through the door.

As the door closed, Drake brought his hand up to Wyn's arm and rested the other one against her hip. "I had fun tonight. You and I should hang out again, some place more private."

Enthusiastically Wyn replied, "Sure. Any time you want!"

A grin passed over Drake's face. "Ok then. Maybe in a couple of days. But to hold you over until then, I want to give you this," and he leaned down and kissed her, hard.

At first Wyn didn't know how to respond; she had never been kissed before. But after a moment or two she went with it, and when Drake pressed his tongue against her lips she parted them.

After a few more seconds, Drake stepped away looking satisfied. "See you later, baby."

In a daze, Wyn walked into the apartment. Inside she saw both Jag and Cem sitting and waiting for her on the small couch.

Seeing the smile on her face, Cem asked, "So how did it go?"

"Awesome. And he wants to see me again in another couple of days."

Standing up from the couch, Jag said "I don't think so. He's way to old and…experienced for you."

"Hate to break it to you big brother, but you're not my dad. You can't tell me who I can and can't date."

"You're right, I'm not dad. But the moment you ran away from him, I became responsible for you. You will do what I say."

Getting up also, Cem walked over towards Wyn. "Lay off her, Jag. Drake's a good guy, why can't you see it? If he likes her and she likes him, then Wyn should be allowed to see him."

"I said no." And with that, Jag marched into his room and slammed the door.

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