Chapter 8
Jag woke with a pounding headache and dizziness. He slowly raised his head enough to realize that he was lying on a cold metal floor, in a small cell. He began to raise the rest of his body. /My gods does my head hurt. Wait where's… JAINA/ He looked next to him to see a small figure curled up in the corner. "Sticks! Sticks?" He called her by her rouge call sign, just in case their kidnappers didn't know who they were, which was highly unlikely. He gently pushed a few strands of her hair out of her face.
"Kriff my head hurts! What's going on? Ja-Cal?"
"It's me, and we've been captured." He said pulling her on top of him.
"Thank you Mr. Obvious." She looked at him smiling when she realized that he wasn't wearing a shirt, for that matter he wasn't wearing much of anything. Her cheeks a slight shade of pink when she realized that she wasn't wearing very much either. She attempted to ignore that fact but it became increasing difficult with his tight muscles rippling with every move he made, rubbing up against her.
"Embarrassed?"
"No. Why?"
"You're blushing." He said in a matter of a fact tone.
Jaina cursed herself for her inability to control her emotions, and for Jag being able to read her so well. "No, not embarrassed, it's just awkward, and cold." She shivered slightly as if to reemphasize that fact. He pulled her closer to him and she snuggled closer into his embrace.
"Awkward how?"
"It's hard to explain…it's just awkward."
"Okay? …But you don't mind, do you?"
"Not a bit." She leaned into him and kissed him.
"They ARE watching you know."
"You don't know that." He just looked at her. "Okay so they ARE watching us, so what? …What are we going to do?"
"You mean besides try to escape and stay alive?"
"Thanks again Mr. Obvious."
"I see you're awake."
/Gods people here like to state the obvious! / "Obviously, what do you want?" Jaina called trying to locate where the voice was coming from.
"Ah, that you'll find out later. Now if you look to your left, you'll find ration bars and an assortment of clothing. We do apologize about taking your clothes but we had to maintain security. We assure you that your dignity is still intact."
"Yea, this is real dignified." Jaina said in a dry tone. She slowly stood up and walked over to where the ration bars where. She tossed a few to Jag and also handed him a pair of combat pants, a shirt, and insulated jacket. She quickly got dressed in a similar outfit and scarfed down a ration bar. "Well these definitely aren't the run of the mill kidnappers, are they?"
"They do seem a little…nice."
"Do you feel tired all of a sudden?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it, I am feeling a little sleepy."
"I get the feeling that those weren't any ordinary ration bars, considering we were just unconscious for who knows how long, and we're already tired." Jaina said yawning.
"Great, come over here."
"Hmm?" Jaina walked over to him and he pulled her on top of him, and they slowly fell into a forced sleep.
Jaina woke in a stiff upright position, looking into a bright light. When she attempted to move she received a painful shock. "OW! Son of sith that hurt!"
"You're telling me. Every time you move, that damn thing shocks me too!" Jag said grimacing slightly. Jaina looked down to see both she and Jag stun-cuffed together to chairs. "Kriff this is not good." She mumbled to herself. "So where are we this time?"
"How am I supposed to know? All I can see are these kriffin' lights!"
"Good point."
"I'm so glad that the two of you found time in your busy schedule to join us." Gallian said coming into their limited view.
/Yea like we had a choice. / "What do you want?"
"Ah ah ah. I think I'll be asking the questions here missy."
/Missy/
"First off what are you doing on Corellia?"
"We live here. Is that a crime now? What are you holding us here for? We haven't done anything!"
"What were you doing with Luke Skywalker then, hum?"
"We've never met Luke Skywalker. Why would you think we did?"
"Oh I don't know…possibly the recording we have of you entering an apartment with Skywalker holding the door."
"Umm…"
"Do you still say you've never met him?"
"Fine, we did meet him. We were discussing a proposal with him. The New Republic is willing to grant us immunity if we ship supplies to the Jedi in the galaxy."
"In his apart…what is it Aion?" Aion stepped into the light holding a round cylinder.
/Shavit! That's not…oh it is/ Jaina's eyes widened slightly when realization hit her.
"Now what do we have here?" Gallian picked up the object and started tossing it from hand to hand. "It looks to me like a lightsaber. Now I ask myself what two ordinary people would be doing with a lightsaber. If you think rationally what would someone, with a lightsaber, be doing with the Skywalker's? That answer is simple they're a Jedi. Now which Jedi would be meeting with the Skywalker's personally? The only one of their relatives that happens to be a Jedi, that is still alive, is none other then Jaina Solo. And as it happens the Goddess herself is taking a vacation at the moment. Which leads me to conclude that you're Jaina Solo."
"You could have just said that that's who you believe me to be. I was beginning to bored of that longwinded speech."
"So you admit who you are." Jaina just looked away and remained quite not knowing what to say.
"I'll take it your silence means yes. Now the questions is who are you.
Again if we think rationally,"
"Arrgh! Please don't give us another speech and just say who he is!" /Oh great Jaina! Just go ahead and admit that we're not who we say we are! Just another wonder thing I inherited from my father, his big mouth./
Gallian just gave a feral smile. " I was getting to that. Only two people are constantly around the Goddess. Kyp Durron and Jagged Fel. Since Durron is a Jedi and we only found one lightsaber, and the fact that he is still safe on Mon Cal leads us to believe that this is none other then the famous Jag Fel from the unknown regions."
"Whether or not you admit that this is who you are we know it to be true. Your voice matches are 99.8 percent accurate. Take them away!" Four huge men came into their line of vision and hauled them back to their cell.
They were unceremoniously dumped onto the floor. "They're smarter then they look." Jag commented while helping Jaina up.
"That's not a good thing for us."
"I know." Jag pulled Jaina into a hug and they stood like that for some time.
"What are we going to do?"
"I don't know. But it'll be okay. It'll be okay, we'll find a way out of this. We always do."
"I love you, Jag." Jaina said into his chest.
"And I you, Jaina, and I you."
Gallian watched as the scene unfolded in Jag and Jaina's cell. "So the Goddess and the Colonel. This is interesting, and it could provide useful."
He rummaged through his desk and pulled out a villip. He stroked it to life and a scared and tattooed face appeared. "Tsavong Lah."
End Chapter 8