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Eryne docked the Shadow aboard the medical frigate Alderaan Dream. A stretcher was waiting for them.

As soon as the ramp had lowered, Eryne waved the medical ahead, "Hurry!"

Dr. Cash Romery approached her, "What happened?"

"Jaina Solo took an ampistaff in the side. Colonel Jagged Fel gave her the antidote. He knew the risk to the baby," Eryne explained quickly as Jaina was brought out of the ship.

"Eryne," Jaina rasped, "I need you to…"

Jaina was cut off. Her muscles were going into spasms. Dr, Romery frowned, then shouted, "Get her to medical, now!"

Eryne stood watching, not really knowing what to do. A communications officer walked up to her, "Eryne, General Antilles has been contacted. He requests that you stay with Jaina to report her condition to her family when they return."

Eryne nodded, then made her way to the med center to wait.
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Jaina stood at a crossroads. One path lead to the death of her child, but she would be alive. She could see Jag's tears at the loss of their child, but joy at her life. She could see herself mourning the loss of a child. She saw her and Jag's wedding, a joyous occasion, with a tinge of sadness. She saw her and Jag talking about their lost child, visiting the gravestone many, many times, wishing things had been different.

Jaina blinked then looked at the next path, a path tragic and equally difficult. Jaina gave up her life for a chance for her baby to live. The child was transplanted into an artificial womb. It was a success, but Jaina was dead. The baby was a girl. Jaina could see Jag's mourning at her death. She watched as Jag raised their daughter alone. A part of him was missing, but their daughter was happy. Jaina smiled wistfully at the child as she ran up and hugged her father. Jag smiled at the girl, who was five at the moment, and kissed her.

Jaina turned away from that path. She had to choose. What way to go?
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Mara sighed in irritation. They still hadn't figured out what they were going to do yet, "Okay, look, all this arguing isn't solving anything. We can't save everyone. We'll get as many as we can. Han, you and Leia get the Falcon. Bring it here to cover us and for escape. Kyp, you go with Jag. We need Jaina's X-Wing and that clawcraft. Everyone else, with me. Jacen, you, and I will go inside the prison to get out as many as we can before the sacrifice. They will be around back. Make sure you come around there, Han. Tahiri and Luke, wait by the side entrance. Tahiri, keep an eye on the Vong and Luke, be ready for when I call for you. Aeria, go with Han and Leia. Clear?"

Everyone agreed and they sent forth for their tasks. Han, Leia, Jag, and Kyp ran as fast as they could towards their ships. Mara nodded to Jacen. She tightened her grip on her blaster and motioned for Jacen to lead the way.

Jacen lead her to a small side entrance he had discovered. They slipped into the prison. Jacen cut down two Vong guards before they had time to turn around. There were no more guards in that particular hallway. Mara quickly opened the cells while Jacen kept a look out. Mara ordered the prisoners to slip out the side entrance. Luke was there waiting. Mara and Jacen made it through the small prison quickly. Very few guards were on duty inside. The hunt for Jacen was still going on. They didn't expect that Jacen would go back.

Jacen and Mara left the prison. Jacen saw the woman he had spoken to earlier. He nodded a greeting to her.

"Where are they?" Mara hissed. She glanced at her chrono, "We were in there about thirty minutes."

"The Yuuzhang Vong are going to get the prisoners," Tahiri reported.

Mara looked at Luke, then Jacen. They both nodded. Mara addressed the prisoners, "The Vong are coming. Hide. We have no weapons for you. A ship is coming, watch for it. If you aren't on, you get left behind."

A few prisoners revealed homemade weapons, most of them just sharpened pieces of junk or items to throw. Mara told them to go and they began to flee, praying the Falcon would arrive soon.