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Chapter 6

Am I really going to go through with this, Wyn asked herself the entire time it took her to reach the address that she was given of the person who she could talk to about what happened. At first she wouldn't agree to go, but eventually Cem and Valin were able to convince her that it was for the best. Now, one standard week later, she finally had mustered up the courage to go.

Still a little hesitant, Wyn softly knocked on the door while secretly hoping that no one was home. But unfortunately, the Force seemed to have it in for her. The door opened immediately and the smiling face of Leia Solo greeted her. "Wyn, come in. Jaina told me you might be stopping by."

Walking through the door into the lavish apartment, Wyn said, "Thanks Mrs. Solo for allowing me to come over."

"No problem. Here, take a seat," she said while motioning towards the plush couch before them. "Can I get you anything?"

"No thanks. I'm fine," Wyn said a little nervously.

"Alright. Did you want to talk to me about something?"

Wyn was unable to look the older woman directly in the eyes. "Yes. Jaina told me I could talk to you about something that happened to me last year."

"Go on," Leia said encouragingly.

"Last year I…I was raped."

Leia let out a little gasp of surprise. "I am so sorry. I know that is something that is really hard to deal with-"

"How," Wyn asked, suddenly angry. "How would you know? How would anyone know or understand what I have been through? In fact, I don't even know why I'm here." She stood up and began to leave.

Leia reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist. "I know because I have been through it too."

This made Wyn stop in her tracks. "You have?"

"Yes. Sit down."

Wyn did as she was told.

"Back when I was being held captive on the Death Star. A couple of the stormtroopers that were responsible for me, well, they raped me too."

Wyn didn't know what to say. Finally, she had found someone who could understand her pain; her guilt. "How did you get over it?" she asked softly.

"I didn't. At least not for a long time. At first, I was afraid of men, I didn't like being left alone with one. But over time I became more comfortable with people, established new relationships. I never told anyone, not for a long time. After the destruction of the second Death Star, Han took me back to the Falcon with him. He wanted to be with me, but I couldn't. At first he didn't understand and I think I hurt him by telling him no, but I eventually told him and it was the best decision I ever made. I was finally able to get it off my chest and let go. The first time we were together was the best night of my life because I was finally free from the shadow of pain and loneliness that had been looming over me for so many years."

"That's exactly how I feel. As if I'm all alone in a world where no one can understand me anymore. I feel guilty about what happened and dirty all at the same time."

Taking the young girl's hand, Leia continued, "Wyn, the best thing you could do is to bring all of this out into the open. You need to talk to your parents and tell them how you feel. Also, if it's not too late, you should try and press charges against your attacker."

"I don't know if I could do that."

"You have to. Think about all of the other innocent young girls out there that he might hurt as well if he is left on the streets."

Wyn let this last statement sink in for a moment before she said, "I'll think about it. I promise."

"Good girl."

Cem and Tahiri were walking along the lakeshore as the sun began to set. Naboo was beautiful at this time of night; peaceful and serene. Glancing at the pretty, barefoot blonde walking beside him, Cem said, "You're unusually quiet tonight."

"Just thinking," she said without really looking at him.

"About what?"

Tahiri took a couple more steps before she answered, "Anakin. The two year anniversary of his death is next week."

"I'm sorry. That has to be hard for you. I know for me it's like rubbing salt in an open wound every time the anniversaries of my brother and sister's deaths come around."

"Yeah. But I feel even worse for Menley. She is going to grow up without ever having even met her father. I at least have a few faint memories of my parents. She won't have any."

"But she has you. You will just have to be sure to tell her all about him, so that she can get to know him that way."

"I miss him. More than you can possibly imagine. Can I tell you a secret?"

Cem looked at Tahiri and brushed his hand against her arm softly. "Of course."

"Right after he died, I used to hurt myself."

"Hurt yourself?"

"I would cut and burn my arms and legs. It helped me to feel something when the rest of me was completely numb."

"Tahiri…that's terrible."

"I know. But sometimes, I want to do it again."

"What? Why?"

"I just lose the will to live. I've been in a state of depression for a really long time, and with the anniversary coming up…"

"Promise me you won't do that to yourself again. Promise me!"

Cem had stopped walking and grabbed her hand. Forcing herself to look him in the eye, she said, "I promise."

Jaina Fel laid comfortable in her large king size bed in the new apartment that she had just purchased with her husband. Although the war with the Yuuzhan Vong had been over for several months, they had yet to find a place for their own to settle down at. Until now. Breathing a sigh of happiness, Jaina turned to look at Jag.

He gave her a big grin to let her know that he was just as happy and content in their new home as she was. Now if only they had a few little ones running around to fill the place out…

The two had been trying for a while to get pregnant to no avail. Jaina didn't understand what they were doing wrong. She hadn't been on any medication since the war ended, so that wasn't it.

Jag reached over and brushed a piece of hair off of Jaina's forehead. Gathering her in his arms, in the aftermath of their lovemaking, he whispered, "You're beautiful."

This brought a smile to Jaina's face. For so long Jaina had never felt remotely attractive or desirable. She had spent most of her awkward teenage years fighting a war rather than dating young men, so she had never been very confident in herself. But Jag changed everything. Every time he looked at her she felt like the most beautiful woman in the galaxy. Now if only she could be the most beautiful mother in the galaxy…

"Don't worry. It'll happen soon," Jag said, practically reading her thoughts.

With another sigh, Jaina said, "I hope so. All I want is a couple of kids. Why is that so hard?"

"I don't know, baby. But it's usually the scary and difficult things in life that are the most worthwhile."

"Yeah. I'm confident, though. I think this time it really happened."

"Me too." Jag leaned down and kissed his wife again. "I love you."

"I know."

That's it for today. Next post should be up on Tuesday, so be sure to keep an eye out for it! Reviews always welcome.