"This is her weapon, Admiral." The black armored quasi-stormtrooper announced, handing Rey's staff to the obviously excited nearly human looking alien dressed in all white.

"Oh, ho ho!" The Admiral sounded downright giddy when he ignited the lilac blades. "How did I ever get so lucky?" He eyed her covetously. "A child with two Jedi parents!"

"You'll not touch my baby." Rey growled almost ferally.

"Never fear, I wouldn't dream of harming such a beautiful creature!" His eyes gleamed with greed. "Not when I have such wonderful ideas for how to use it!"

Rey reached out with the Force and grabbed the blue alien by the throat.

"Stun her!" It gagged, it's face taking on an ugly purple hue.

The world went black around Rey.

When she came to she was being dragged between two black armored troopers toward a black square in the middle of a huge throneroom. The black stone gleamed like a polished diamond but it appeared as a hole in her Force perception. She could feel everything else on the ship, Chewie, -as yet undiscovered- still working industriously on the Falcon, Poe three clicks below her, in a detention cell, Finn in the cell next to him…but she could not feel anything from that small black square. It frightened her.

"Get ready." One trooper said and all of them pointed their blasters at her. The trooper counted down from three then the door hissed open and the troopers holding her threw her inside and the door hissed shut just as her fall was arrested inches from the gleaming black floor.

"Rey!" Ben's voice was raw and ragged as he dropped to his knees and gathered her into his arms. "What were you thinking?" He scolded even as he peppered her face with kisses. He stopped kissing her face and hugged her tightly to him. "You crazy, reckless, stubborn woman."

"I can't breathe!" She wheezed. He loosened his hold a little and she took in a gulp of air. "Don't worry." She kissed him. "We'll be out of here in no time."

"Oh, will you?" The alien Admiral's smug image appeared in the center of the room. "I'd like to see that."

"Then stick around, Admiral." Rey taunted. "Your little Jedi cage isn't as tough as you may have believed."

'The walls are thin, no more than ten centimeters.' Rey thought into Ben's mind.

'Ten may as well be a hundred, our weapons are useless here.' Ben warned.

'No they're not.' She countered. 'We just need to bide our time until Chewie can get the Falcon's hull patched up.'

Ben was startled. 'What happened to the Falcon's hull?'

'We kind of ripped the landing gear off when we came in too hot.' She thought with an abashed look on her face. 'Scraped the belly up good.'

'You're sure Chewie isn't captured by now?' He raised his brows.

"Are you two actually communicating without speaking? Fascinating!" The blue Admiral observed.

"Admiral…uh…hmm." Rey glared at the intrusive holo. "Would you care to give me your name or should I just keep thinking of you as Admiral Dead-man?"

"I love that confidence!" The Admiral grinned. "You may call me Admiral Ga'len Flamedancer." He introduced himself with a jaunty bow.

"Admiral Flamer, you have no idea what we are capable of." Rey warned. "But you'll find out soon enough."

Ga'len glared at her. "Flamedancer." He said haughtily. "And I think not... Do you see that lovely black cage all around you? It was built specifically to house a Jedi, my dear." His smile did not reach his eyes. "I must admit, I had only intended for it to house one for however long it takes for your kind to die of thirst, but never fear I'll figure out a way to keep you and your children alive long enough for me to pick one." Seeing the shock register on her face he taunted. "I took the liberty of having a full medscan performed on you while you were unconcious... Twins! How impressive! Such a shame I only need one." He laughed and disappeared.

'When we get to him…' Rey thought angrily. 'He's mine.'

'Only if you're quicker than me.' Ben countered, seething.

'Here, take this, we'll need to keep up to date with the others.' She discretely offered him a tiny gold dot on the tip of her finger. 'When the Falcon is ready, we're busting out of here.'

Ben took the dot and placed it behind his ear.

"I've almost got the landing gear holes patched," came a voice Ben didn't immediately recognize. 'Who?'

'Chewie. Apparently the gold dots translate, too.' Rey shrugged. 'You get used to it.'

Ben was pretty sure that was never going to happen.

"How long?" She breathed.

"Uh, give me twenty…err… thirty minutes." Chewie answered as the sound of a blow torch filled their heads. "Better make it an hour." He said on second thought.

"That's creepy." Ben whispered. "In common - you talk like my father, Chewie."

"What do you expect? We were together for more than fourty-five years… but if you want to talk creepy, kid, you sound like a female in Wookiee." Chewie shot back. "I thought it was Rey talking until you mentioned Han."

'Hmm, we need to keep Flamer focused on us so he doesn't think to have the Falcon searched.' Rey thought. 'Any ideas?'

He sent her an image.

'We're *not* doing that for his amusement.' She glared at him.

'Can't blame a guy for trying.' He winked. 'Hmm, we could put on a little show… maybe if he thinks we're going to kill each other he'll try to seperate us…' He sent her and image from their sparring match.

'No, my plan requires us to be together.' She thought back.

'What do you have in mind?' He squinted at her.

She showed him.

'No!' He yelped. 'It's too risky!'

'A light of freedom, remember?' She reasoned. 'What else could it mean at this point? We need our freedom, and I can think of only one way to break these walls.'

'What if the impact squishes us? The throne room was a hundred times this size and the concussion knocked me out.' He argued. 'What good is breaking out of here if we're both dead?'

'You hit your head when you fell, the explosion didn't do it.' She thought and showed him the image. 'We'll be fine, the stone should fly outward with enough velocity to prevent us from being crushed.'

He looked down at his light saber. 'I love my light saber.' He pouted. 'You have no idea how hard it was to get the crossguard blades just right.'

'We'll put it next to mine in a place of honor in our home.' She promised. 'And someday we'll tell the twins all about how daddy's light saber saved us all from an inescapable cell onboard an unkillable ship being captained by an evil alien bent on the destruction of the whole galaxy.'

'Yeah but…' He clasped the handle to his chest. 'I need my light saber...'

'We'll build you a new one.' She promised. 'It's time to let go of that piece of the past, love.'

"Guys?" Poe's voice sounded in their heads. "Can you hear me?"

"Yes." Rey whispered.

"I almost forgot about this thing… do we have an escape plan?" He asked.

"Yeah." Ben sighed. "Sit tight. It'll be a little while."

He ignited his blade and stared at it. 'I miss it already.' He flourished the blade.

"Uh oh." Chewie's weird human voice sounded on the line. "Bad news, guys... We just made the jump to lightspeed."