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Okay, as promised I finally have a longer chapter. Hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 13

Wyn was standing in the bedroom of Valin Horn, who lived in a small apartment with his family at the Jedi Academy. Just a few moments before, Valin had led Wyn into his room, but then decided that they needed some snacks.

Alone for a few moments, Wyn decided to take a look around. There was a small desk in the corner of the room next to his bed. On top of the desk was what Wyn could guess was Valin's lightsaber. She had seen the ones that Jaina and Tahiri carry every now and then and had assumed by the look of the cylindrical handle that that was what it must be.

Walking over to the desk, Wyn reached down and picked the lightsaber up. It felt smooth and cool in her hands. Just holding the mysterious weapon made Wyn feel powerful. Sliding her thumb over the metal casing, she felt a small button. Pressing on it lightly, a ray of energy escaped the weapon's hilt.

Wyn stared in amazement at the brilliant yellow blade she held. Swirling her wrist around, she listened to the hissis and humms that it made when cutting through the air. Wyn was still admiring the weapon when she heard the bedroom door open behind her.

"What are you doing?"

She turned to face Valin, who had just walked in holding two drinks and some fruit. Pressing her finger on the activation button once more, the sunny blade disappeared. "Nothing. I was just looking at it."

"Wyn, it took me forever to make my lightsaber and I don't want anyone messing with it! Besides, you might hurt yourself."

Slightly offended, Wyn snapped back, "I'm a big girl, Valin Horn. I wasn't going to hurt myself or your precious weapon."

With a sigh, Valin replied, "I know. I'm sorry I got angry at you. I really need to learn how to control that better. A Jedi is not supposed to know anger." Walking over to his bed, Valin sat down. "Here, I brought you something to eat."

"Thanks," Wyn said as she sat down next to him. "I'm sorry I touched your lightsaber. I was just admiring it. I know that I'm no Jedi, but to me it looks like it was very well constructed."

Blushing slightly, Valin said, "Thanks. My dad helped me make it."

"I like it. It reminds me how strong you are; that you are a good person. There aren't enough good people out there, Valin. I'm glad that you are going to become a Jedi."

While she spoke, Wyn had brought her hand up to caress Valin's. Lacing her fingers into his, she leaned forward and kissed him. It was the first time the two of them had kissed since she hit him after his original attempt. Wyn still felt bad about that.

Valin slowly brought his arm around Wyn's waist. He squeezed gently to let her know that he was enjoying the kiss. A little self-consciously, Valin ran his tongue over Wyn's lips.

Going along with the young man's unspoken suggestion, Wyn's mouth parted. Their tongues touched softly. For Valin, the sensation was completely new and invigorating.

"You two might want to take a second to breathe."

Startled by the voice of another person in the room, the two teenagers broke apart quickly. Glancing up, Valin saw his father standing in his bedroom. His cheeks grew crimson and warm with embarrassment.

"Son, first of all you are in big trouble for making out with a girl on your bed, but I'll deal with you later. The real reason I came in here was to tell you both that Wedge Antilles just commed me and requested that I send the both of you to see him immediately." A suspicious look grew on Corran's face. "I sincerely hope that you have not gone and done anything stupid, Valin."

The boy wasn't completely sure whether or not his father was referring to what he had just walked in on, or Wedge's request to see himself and Wyn. "No, we haven't done anything wrong." Seeing his father's skeptical look, he added, "Trust me."

Once again, the door to the Antilles home was opened by Syal Antilles. This time though, she had her younger sister Myri trailing behind her at a slight distance. "Hey you two. My father has been expecting you." She led them back to her father's office, and knocked on the door. "Daddy, Valin and Wynnsa are here."

Wedge came to the door and said to his daughter, "Thank you, baby." Turning to his two visitors, he nodded towards his office. "You guys better come on in here."

Wyn wasn't sure she liked the tone of voice her uncle had just used. He didn't sound like he had good news to share.

"Take a seat, kids," he said while gesturing towards two plush chairs that were strategically placed in front of his messy desk. "I'm afraid I don't have very good news. As you both know, Drake was court marshaled last week." They both nodded their heads. "Well, he was found not guilty."

"What!" Wyn cried while jumping out of her seat. "How can that be possible? He raped me!"

Wedge got up from his seat at his desk and walked over to his niece. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he forced the girl to look him in the eyes. "I know that. In fact, I believe the whole court knew that. It's just that you can't convict someone when you have no concrete evidence."

"Evidence?" Valin questioned.

"Yes. No one saw Drake attack Wyn that night, and since you did not immediately see a doctor afterward, there was no physical proof that he raped you. Without either one of those, we really had no case. I'm really sorry, sweetheart."

Wyn sat back in her chair, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "I understand."

"Well I don't," Valin cried. "How can he get away with this? There has to be something else we could do. What if he tries to attack Wyn again?"

Wedge looked at the son of one of his closest friends. "There is a few things we can do, Valin. First we can place a restraining order against Drake that will keep him from ever seeing Wyn again. Also, as long as I am a commanding officer in this military, he will not be flying in any squadrons that I have any affiliation with." Reaching down to brush away some of Wyn's tears, Wedge said, "I'm sorry I can't do more."

"No, it's all right. At least now it's all out in the open and everyone knows what a little weasel he is. I hope no girl ever trusts him again!"

"Me too, baby. Me too." Wedge quietly walked out of the office in order to give the two of them a moment of privacy. But as he went through the door, he found his oldest daughter standing there listening. "Syal, you didn't need to hear that."

"I'm sorry Daddy, but I was worried about them. Is Wyn okay?"

"I'm not sure," Wedge answered his daughter truthfully. Patting her on the shoulder, he added, "I think she will be, though."

Valin had had his arms wrapped around Wyn for several minutes, just holding her when his commlink went off. Expecting to hear the voice of his father wondering when he would be home, Valin was surprised to realize that it was Luke Skywalker calling him. "Yes Master?" he asked respectfully.

"Valin, I just wanted to call and let you know that Tahiri is in the hospital and may be for a few days."

"The hospital? Why, what happened?"

"Well, I think she better explain it to you. I just thought that you might want to come by and see her. I think she needs to be around some familiar faces right now."

"All right then Master. Wyn and I will go straight there."

It didn't take them long to reach the small medical center where Tahiri had been brought. After consulting with the Twi'lek woman working at the reception desk, they walked through a back hallway until they located Tahiri's room. Valin knocked softly on the door before the two of them entered.

Tahiri and Luke glanced up to see Valin and Wyn walk through the door. "Hey guys, she said with a small smile on her face."

"Does my brother know you are in here?" Wyn questioned.

Tahiri glanced up at Luke before she said, "Yes. He actually was the person who found me when I passed out. In fact, he should be on his way here right now."

With perfect timing, Cem walked through the door. "Wyn. I didn't realize that you would be here."

Wyn's gaze shifted from her brother to the Jedi master who sat next to Tahiri. Luke took this as a hint that he needed to leave. Standing up, he quickly left to give the teenagers a moment or two of privacy.

"Yeah. We were at Uncle Wedge's house when Master Skywalker called to tell us that Tahiri was in the hospital."

"Why were you at Uncle Wedge's house?"

Tears began to fill Wyn's eyes once more. "The results of the trial were in. They found Drake not guilty."

"What!" Cem cried. "I can't believe that!"

"I know." Wyn sat down in the chair that Luke had vacated. "Cem, I think it's time for me to go home."

This time it was Valin's turn to cry, "What!"

"I've been thinking about it since the day I told my parents what had happened, but I needed to stay here. Now there is nothing left for me here. Plus, I miss Mom and Dad."

Valin couldn't believe what she was saying. After all that they had been through this last year being friends, and now she was the closest thing to a girlfriend he had ever had, and she wanted to leave. "Wyn, if you go then Drake wins. You can't let him have that kind of power over you. He shouldn't be allowed to dictate your life!"

Heaving a sigh of sadness and exhaustion, Cem let his hand sit on the shoulder of his little sister. "Valin, I think Wyn might be right. I think it is time to go home." He let his gaze fall on the pretty blonde in the hospital bed. Although he still cared about Tahiri, what she had done to him really hurt. "It's time for both of us to go home."

Tahiri's jaw dropped. "Cem? Why are you leaving? We need you here; you're one of our best pilots!"

"Ri, you are my best friend. But after what you did, I don't think I can look at you the same way. You're letting your grief change you and you don't even know it."

Tahiri bit back the tears of shame his comments brought to her eyes. Cem was right. She was changed and not for the better.

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