A/N Not too happy with this chapter but I am anxious to move the story along. I had about 5 different outlines and had written most of this earlier last week, so I went with it. What do you think? Perhaps I should display more Jedi patience. grin

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The morning sky was casting everything in its path a shade of yellow and orange. Juhani tried to remember the path she had followed just a few hours ago, retracing her steps back to the landing pad of the ship she had installed the tracking device on. She looked for any clues on the empty pad to tell her if her device had been discovered, afraid to activate her monitor too soon.

He knew I would follow, he wanted me to follow. What other plans does the scout have? Did he not scan for a tracking device on purpose? He was so anxious to tell me those things. I must be careful.

Deciding there was nothing to be found she moved towards the city, hoping the splicing droid she had ordered from the cantina merchant would be ready.

"Do you have the necessary credits?" the merchant inquired.

"Not quite, but I do have a proposition." Juhani replied.

"Credits, that is the only thing I want." He replied smugly.

"How about a trade, a massive republic ship for the droid and a few other items?" she waited, wondering if persuasion might be worth the risk.

"Ah, you have something you wish to get rid of? Is the ship stolen, marked?" he inquired.

"Not quite, no one from the Republic will be looking for it. But I will need another ship, large enough for at least 5 passengers. My transport shuttle would be included in the deal, a down payment, while I use the other craft to collect my passengers from the republic vessel."

"No deal, you want me to give you a better ship while you only leave me with only a shuttle. Too risky."

"Ah, but a risk that would pay you more much than ten-fold what you have invested. You can trust me", she called to the force, hoping it was not a mistake.

"I think I can trust you. What else would you require…"

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They alternated sleep, always waiting for a sign that Juhani was coming back. A signal from a Republic rescue ship. Anything. Minutes stretched into hours. Hours stretched into days.

They both knew they only had a short time left, after that, the ship wouldn't be able to sustain itself. All thoughts of a rescue mission were leaving them. If there had been one it had already been sabotaged.

More memories had been coming back to Revan but she fought them off with a new determination. I need to concentrate on the now! I cannot be confused!

The power of the memories didn't seem as strong anymore. They had been at their strongest while the scout was on the ship and she wondered if there was any truth in the observation.

Whenever she thought about the children though, she became an emotional wreck. Carth had been spending more and more time comforting her. Some Dark Lord I am. Wait, I'm not a Dark Lord any longer.

Frustration overcame her and she threw the tool she had been using across the room. It smacked against the wall making a ping. Carth looked up, anticipating another emotional breakdown.

Instead she rose, smoothing her robes and stated, "You deserve to know everything." The implication that this may be the last days of their lives went unsaid.

He nodded, "Thanks, I'd appreciate that."

She moved out of the room walking towards her own. Carth followed quietly behind.

Once in the room she went to Ariana's bed and grabbed the blanket lying on it. She did the same with the cover from Aaron's bed and gripped them both against her as she moved towards her own bed.

She crossed her legs as she sat down atop the bed, pulling the blankets closer to her body. Carth pulled a chair over in front of her as he sat down and waited.

"I thought it was the right to do, when I left. I was ashamed, I didn't think there was anyone I could talk to except the council. I never wanted you to find out. I was already such a burden to you." Carth's mouth opened as he tried to speak but she silenced him, bringing a hand up in front of her and shaking her head.

"And I owed them so much, the Council. I had, have, much to atone for. I did not want my own actions to cause any more suffering to innocent people." Shame crossed her face.

She was trying to speak clearly but it wasn't working. Her thoughts were running together and she was afraid she wasn't making much sense. Her face scrunched "And then there was this prophecy." Tears blurred her vision but she continued, "I was so worried, scared. But it was my responsibility, I had to know…" If my children were evil. If there was a chance that…

She took in a breath, "I'm not sure what happened on the Star Forge, it was the reason I did not fight off my memories, initially." She let out the air, speaking in a confused manner, as if trying to understand even as she spoke, "I want to know but at the same time ... I am confusing you, I know." I am confusing myself.

She sighed, bringing the blankets closer to her, "My choices, my decisions, have caused this." She held out her hands, as if the blankets were her actual children, as if they explained everything.

Carth rose and tried to speak again, but once more she silenced him as she closed her eyes and shook her head.

He kept quiet but still moved next to her. She turned her head to him, blinking back tears, "Carth, there is a chance. Oh Force, I shouldn't be telling you."

He grabbed her hands in his and she turned her body towards him, the blankets falling loosely around her. She looked at him for a long time, noting the anxiousness in his face.

He was giving her strength, but still, she couldn't find the words. She stretched her legs out on both sides around him, deciding it was time she gathered her courage. Her hands reached out towards his, holding them in her grasp.

"Can you ever forgive me, if it is true." She stopped again, looking down and then back up at him. "Carth, their father, I'm not, I don't know…"

His eyes pleaded with her to go on. To finish what she was trying to say. Revan, please.

She closed her eyes, shutting out everything as she gathered her courage "Carth, you…" Finish it, you can not stop now. He needs to know!

She stopped, pausing for a breath, before she burst forth in a rush, tired of the agony, "At the time I was never with anyone else and I don't know what happened."

Tears were streaking down her face but she continued, "If it's not Malak then it's you!" Her body shook as she realized what she had just said The wall she had been trying to hide behind collapsed, her words and emotions gushing forward, "Oh Force, Carth, you could be their father. I think, I believe …" Her stream of tears kept coming, hiding from her the relief that flashed across his face.

Eagerly leaning over, he gathered her into his arms, "That's all I wanted to hear." Reassuring kisses landed on her face. She could feel an enormous weight being lifted from her as he pulled her close against his body.

His own relief began to overshadow hers as he held her. "I thought … but I needed to hear it from you." He kissed her again, relieved that she had finally told him what he had longed to hear. MY kids! She thinks they are my kids. She admitted it, shoud would not have done that if she had doubt. Oh force. Oh frack .

"Rev, we have to find them!" He breathed, the kiss that followed voicing all his relief, confidence and determination.

It didn't matter anymore who the real father was, his mind was convinced once she told him. They are my kids, they will always be my kids. They were conceived while I loved her and she loved me, that is all the truth I need. She believes there is a chance.

"You aren't mad?" she asked confused.

He kissed her again before rising to stand as if she had just brought new life to him, and she had. "Later, I'll be mad later. You can count on that!"