Hey guys, welcome to part 5! First off, I do not own any of these characters, or the game Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic, that this is based on. I kind of own Kalter Platz, seeing as I made it up and all. Anyway, read and review, your feedback is welcome! Oh, P.S., there is no German in this chapter, so if you didn't like that I had it in there, be happy!

"Jolee, I need to get off this ship. You can't ground me!" I sat in a chair facing the corner of the main hold.

"I can and I did. I'm the oldest one here and I have that responsibility. Plus, you didn't tell anyone you were leaving and some of us were worried." His tone was harsher than normal. What is going on with him?

"I told Carth I was leaving!"

"That's not what he said. He said you stole his jacket and then left it in the snow because you were mad at him. Gizka boy has feelings too, you know, no matter how much I hate him, I am in charge, and I can't let you play with his emotions like you do."

"What? Jolee, that's not true! He ran after me and-"

"Quiet! You are being punished! This is not a debate!" I was surprised when he interrupted me. It wasn't like him to do that.

"I have to save the galaxy! Can I go?"

"No. The Sith will just have to wait for your help."

"My help? Why would I help them? What are you talking about?" He did just say what I think he said, right?

"Sorry," He paused as he thought of an explanation. "I-I misspoke."

He turned and walked away from me, holding my light saber in hand. When he was far enough away were he wouldn't be able to hear me, I said a single word. "Sith." That fact about Jolee was now clear. I needed to tell the others. But now is not a good time. I have to get up to the Star Forge.

The rest of that first day was tiring. Jolee gave me a five minute break, and I played a round of pazaak with Mission before returning to my jail.

The next day, I did some thinking. Mostly about the Star Forge, Bastila, and Malak, but soon my mind started to stray. I started thinking about Carth and how happy he had been when I helped his son, Dustil. I thought of how he had insisted that I borrow his jacket, and when he told me he cared about Oak, but not Revan. I don't blame him. Revan killed his wife. Then, I remembered a vision I had had a few weeks ago. Malak was being told by some soldier that the Star Forge was working at 400 capacity. Then another of Malak telling another soldier how easy the Republic would be to crush. I soon decided what I had to do with my "break".

When Jolee released me, I took off towards the medlab where I knew Jolee had hidden my light saber. My search was quick because he had foolishly left it sitting on the counter.

Next I ran to the storage room, where I grabbed food to last a week. None of it was anything they would miss. Mostly the disgusting food. I was about to slip doen the ramp to freedom when I realized I had forgotten something.

I ran into the cockpit and found Carth asleep in his chair.

"Carth, wake-up. I need your help." After he had woken up and I had repeated myself, he jumped out of his chair.

"What's wrong?" Worry was clear in his voice and I inwardly smiled. He knows I'm not Revan! I pulled the thought away and got back to what I was doing.

"I'm sorry Carth, but I don't have time to explain right now. All I can tell you is that Jolee is bad news and I need your jacket." I spoke quickly, and I was worried he might not be able to understand me, but he could.

"You're escaping, aren't you?" His voice was soft as he removed his jacket.

"Carth, I have to. The longer we give Malak, the harder it will be to destroy the Star Forge. Please just keep an eye on Jolee, alright?"

"Yeah." He handed me the jacket. "And please keep this on. Every time you pass out, you are one step closer to hypothermia."

"Thanks Carth." I smiled at him as I turned to walk away.

"Oak, wait." I turned back towards him and he took a step closer. "Be careful. I don't think you should trust people that nobody else can see." He let out a low laugh. Then he surprised me. Before I could even think of arguing with him, he held me in a very awkward hug. When he let me go, I ran off the Ebon Hawk and back towards the Elder Compound without a second glance back.

As far as I know, that was the first time he had ever let me do anything without an argument, or with a hug.