Hey everybody! I just wanted to say that since school gets out this week, I will be able to post on a more regular basis, which is good because I just finished the story, but I still have a lot left to post. So don't worry, you will be getting more soon! Now, enjoy chapter 24 and be sure to check out the little blurb before ch. 25 also before you read it.

Chapter 24

Things between the Fel kids were a little rocky for the next few days. Wyn refused to speak to Jag and spent most of her time at the Skywalker apartment with Tahiri.

One afternoon the two sat on the small couch in the apartment after they had spent all morning training in the athletic gym together. Completely out of the blue, Wyn asked, "How did you know that you and Anakin were in love?"

Taken by surprise at the personal question, Tahiri didn't answer immediately. "I don't know. It's not like I woke up one morning being in love with him; it happened over time. But to be honest, I had had a little crush on him for years. Not that I was ever planning on telling him because it could have ruined our friendship. But after he came back to Yavin 4 to rescue us, I knew something was different. He had grown so much while he was gone, and I guess I had too by the way he looked at me. I had always loved him, you know, but I think it was that moment, that moment when he returned to Yavin after being gone for so long, that I fell in love with him. It just took me a little while to figure it out."

"That's so romantic. I hope it ends up being like that for Drake and me. I already know I love him."

"Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you're saying? You just met this guy three days ago!"

"I know, but we just clicked. You believe in love at first sight, don't you?"

"Maybe, but not at fifteen. I think it takes a little more time than that."

"Yeah, but when he kissed me, and it was just like…wow."

"He kissed you already? Don't you think that was a little fast?"

"No. It was the perfect first kiss."

"How does Jag feel about this?"

"He doesn't know, and I plan on keeping it that way. He's being way to overprotective; I can take care of myself."

Feeling like it was out of her place to say anything else, Tahiri left it at that.

Having her own squadron was turning out to be tougher than Jaina had originally thought. Although she had Jag and Kyp there to help her out, training new recruits was a lot harder than it seemed. Some of them, like Drake, had a lot of potential but a really bad attitude problem. And then there were others like Cem who were amazing. Jaina was genuinely shocked at how good he could be at only sixteen.

But the more she worked with the group, the more confident she became. When the time came, they would show the Vong what they were really made of. And then maybe she would finally have the chance to get revenge. They took Jacen and Anakin from her; now it was her turn to take everything she could from them.

"I felt that."

Startled, Jaina turned around to see who had just spoken to her. It was Kyp. Facing the other way again, she played dumb. "Felt what."

"That blast of anger that just came from you. It's of the Dark Side. You know that."

"Yeah, what if I don't care. Every day that passes it seems like another piece of my brothers is taken away from me. I can't even completely picture their faces anymore. Sometimes I just feel so alone."

Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, Kyp said, "I know. It's hard, but you'll make it through this. You're strong, which is why I don't want to see you fall to the Dark Side. Believe me, it's not all it's cracked up to be."

This made Jaina smile slightly. "Thanks Kyp. You know, I missed you when I was on Csillia."

With a grin, he said, "Of course you did."

Feigning offense, Jaina slapped Kyp on the arm. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just that I know I'm irresistible and that girls can't help missing me when I'm not around."

"Keep telling yourself that one. Maybe it will help boost your ego some."

"Goddess, I'm wounded."

Smiling for real this time, Jaina turned to walk away. "Yeah, yeah."

Okay, so ch. 24 was kind of short, but 25 is a little bit longer. I have to warn you though, this chapter is rated R, not because of any graphic descriptions or anything, but because of the portrayal of an illegal act against a minor. I'm warning you, it's dark and sad, so don't read it if you think it will upset you. The next chapters will make sense without it, but they won't have quite the same emotional effect. That said, enjoy.

Chapter 25- Rated R

One standard week after Wyn's birthday, Drake approached her in the mess hall about going to a party later that night. Although she knew there was no way in all nine Corellian hells that Jag would let her go, Wyn decided that for once she was old enough to make her own decisions.

It was just her terrible luck when she found out that her brothers were staying in that night and therefore would be at the apartment when Drake came to pick her up. Deciding that this situation called for a change of plans, Wyn commed Drake to tell him she would have to meet him at the party.

After spending two hours getting ready, Wyn snuck out of her room and into the hallway just outside the front door. Calling over her shoulder to Cem, she said, "Tell Jag that I'm going over to see Tahiri for a couple of hours."

Without even looking up from the datapad in his hands, Cem waved his acknowledgement.

It didn't take long for Wyn to find the location of the party. She could hear the loud music and partying practically from the other side of the base. Glancing around to make sure no one she knew would see her there, Wyn stealthily walked through the door.

After a moment or two she found Drake. He was positioned by the make-shift bar talking to a couple of guys. As she walked over to him he smiled and said, "Hey boys, I want you to meet my date, Wyn."

She received a nod and a few grins from the small group. Now that she had successfully made it to the party, Wyn wasn't all that sure of what was to come next.

As if noticing her hesitation, Drake spoke up, having to yell over the blaring music. "You want a drink?"

Wyn paused. If Jag had been here there would have been no way that he would let her have some alcohol. But that was why her big brother wasn't here, right? So he couldn't boss her around. "Sure."

When Drake turned to the bar tender to order her something, she looked back over at his friends. They seemed friendly enough; at least they kept smiling and staring down at her. When she turned back around Drake had her drink ready. "Here, you'll love this."

Accepting the tall glass, Wyn took a big gulp. And nearly chocked to death. The stuff burned the whole way down. Forcing a smile onto her face, she said, "Mmm, good," and downed the rest of it.

A couple of hours and a few more drinks later, Wyn was no longer completely conscious of what all was going on around her. Her head was swimming and she felt like she had ate a tub of rocks. It was at this exact moment that Drake reappeared from the bar with two more drinks. "Hey, do you want to get out of here?"

Not really able to do much more than nod, Wyn followed him out. The two walked for a few minutes down the corridor; sipping at their drinks. And then Drake stopped in front of one of the rooms that was on the way to her apartment. Putting on his best grin, he asked, "You want to come in?"

Although Wyn was in no place to reject a chance to sit down and rest, for some reason there was a nagging little voice inside her head telling her not to go in. Pushing past her doubts, Wyn followed Drake into his room.

It was small and empty, with only a bed and desk for furniture. Seeing no where else to sit down, she plopped onto the edge of the bed. Draining the last of his ale, Drake sat next to Wyn and placed his arm around her shoulders. When he leaned down to kiss her, she didn't jerk away or push him off, so he kept going.

After a few minutes of kissing, Drake reached his hand up under Wyn's blouse. That caused her to pull away. "What are you doing?" she demanded in slightly slurred words.

"Nothing, baby. Just sit back and relax; you'll enjoy it."

Scooting over a little more on the bed, Wyn said, "I don't know."

"C'mon. I'm not gonna hurt you." He pushed her down against the pillows and crawled on top of her. "Just go with the flow."

Wyn let Drake kiss her a little bit more, but when he tried to undo her pants, she pushed his hands away. "Stop."

"What are you talking about? You want to do this, remember. That's why you came in here with me."

"I do?"

"Yeah. Now just lay back and relax."

Once again, Wyn's head was swimming. She couldn't tell what was up and what was down and was barely conscious of what was going on. Before she even knew it, Drake was only in his shorts and he had taken all of her clothes off except her bra and panties.

When he reached his hand up to unclasp her bra, she once again grabbed his hand and said no.

"Come on. I'm getting really sick of this." Drake then pinned her hands down and pulled off her bra. This caused Wyn to start kicking and crying, all in a drunken stupor.

Finally getting all of the girl's clothes off, he pushed her back down against the bed. She wasn't crying as hard now and he took that as a good sign. Forcing himself on top of her, he pushed her legs apart. This caused the water works to start back up again.

Trying to tune out the girls wailing, he pushed his way in. Wyn stiffened immediately and tried to claw at his face, but all Drake had to do was push her arms back down. As he forced his way in a little bit more, he realized with amusement that the girl was a virgin. No wonder she was being so difficult.

After the next push, Wyn cried out in agonizing pain. Why was he doing this to her? She was in love with him! Finally, she blacked out, no longer having to be aware of what he was doing to her.

When she came to a little while later, she found Drake passed out on the bed next to her. Still to stunned to move, she just layed there for a second. Deciding that she needed to get out of there before he woke up looking for more, Wyn grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed before rushing out the door. As soon as she made it outside, she ran all the way back to her apartment, too ashamed to cry anymore.

Once she got to the door, she paused. She couldn't tell her brothers what had happened. They would be so disappointed in her. And what if they sent her home? She wouldn't be able to handle going back there; facing her parents. No, she wouldn't say anything.

Wyn took a moment to collect herself before entering. She ran her fingers through her hair and dried her eyes. And then she walked through the door.

At the sound of someone coming in, Jag stood up from the couch. Seeing that it was his sister, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, you're back. I was getting really worried! You told Cem you were only going over to the Skywalkers' for a couple of hours. I just about went over there to check on you."

Not looking her brother in the eyes, Wyn said, "Sorry. I guess I just lost track of the time. I'll be more careful next time." And she quickly ran to her room.

As soon as the door was shut behind her, Wyn crumpled into a ball on the floor. Crying her eyes out, she kept asking herself how this could have possibly happened. What did I do wrong to make him want to hurt me like that?

Okay, so I warned you that it was sad and depressing, but don't worry. Everything will get happy again soon! Have a good week!