Part 11 is here, no need to fear! I know I already said 16 chapters, but I think I have to change it to 17. I love this chapter, and I didn't want to spoil it with more Bastila like I was originally planning to. I happen to change my mind a lot. I do not own these characters or the game Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic that this is based on. Read, Review, and Enjoy!

We stood for a few more moments before Juhani looked up at me.

"What just happened? Why did Jolee do that? It was so-so," she searched for the right word. "Random."

"Juhani, I need to tell you something." I met her puzzled gaze.

"We need to get back to the others. Tell me on the way." With Juhani's final words, we turned and shut down the shields on the Star Forge and opened the entrance door using a nearby terminal. We jogged back to the Ebon Hawk, and on the way, I told her of my speculations about Jolee.

When we approached the Ebon Hawk, we saw everyone talking outside it.

"Here they are!" Mission ran towards us. "Where's Jolee?"

Juhani turned around and started walking away. I followed her and heard Mission coming too. I faced her and shook my head no, pointing back towards the others. She turned away and walked towards them like I had told her too. I ran back after Juhani and when I reached her, she was sitting limply with her head in her hands.

"Juhani." I sat next to her, and I could hear her muffled sobs. "It's okay."

"We trusted him!" She sat for a few more minutes as she slowly composed herself. When she finally stopped crying, she looked at me. "We're alike, you and I. We're the Fallen Crying Jedi." She smiled. "But, you do have a handsome Republic soldier pilot dude to comfort you." Juhani stood and brushed the snow off her legs.

"What?" I laughed as we started our walk back to the ship.

"Don't think I don't see the little looks you give him and he gives you. Not to mention you ran off and told him when you were running away." She paused. "Plus, he thinks about you all the time." She smiled.

"Juhani, you can't possibly know that." I grabbed her arm to stop her.

"You clearly have never read someone's mind. But fine, don't believe me." She briskly started jogging back to the ship and I ran with her.

"Well, look whose back, again." Canderous was the first to make a comment as we walked up again.

"What happened in that temple? Where's Jolee? Did you find anything out?" Carth ran towards us, followed by the others as he battered us with questions.

"Do you want me to answer those in order, or do you want me to just wing it?" I looked sideways at Juhani, who looked like she was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Yeah, sure, I don't care."

"Well, we got in, fought some Dark Jedi, was denied a warm breakfast of potcakes, and saw Bastila. She and Jolee ran off to the Star Forge, so he is with her. And we found out that Bastila is now Malak's apprentice and we confirmed my suspicions that Jolee was a Sith Maggot." My jaw was tight as I said the last part. The others stood in silence, waiting for more, apparently.

"So, what kind of potcakes?" Mission looked at me.

"Shut-up Mission." Carth took another step forward. "So, you were right?"

"Yeah." I looked at them all. None of them knew I had thought this except Carth and Juhani.

"Excuse me? You knew?" Canderous looked insulted as he pulled out his blaster rifle. "He was right, you are against us." He aimed it at me.

"Canderous, no!" Carth turned at stood in front of me. "Hear them out. Oak might be Sith, but we don't know everything yet."

"Gee Carth. Thanks for the vote of confidence. 'Oh yeah, she might be Sith, just don't kill her yet.' What a pal Carth, what a pal." I rolled my eyes as Canderous put down his rifle.

"Fine." His voice was gruff.

"I know Oak is not Sith. She was greatly tempted by Bastila to join her in taking over the galaxy. Bastila was creeping inside Oak's mind. I could feel it also. Bastila was trying to use the Force to control Oak. She was doing the same to me. Had Jolee not stepped forward, Bastila would have continued and I would have sided with her. Oak was unbreakable though. I could feel Oak fighting it as she stood next to me." Juhani smiled and hugged me. "She is a better Jedi than I shall ever hope to be. I would trust my life to her." Juhani pulled away. I looked at the faces of our companions. Zaalbar looked brain-dead, but Carth and Mission looked elated. Canderous was still mad.

"Oak, I trust you too." Carth stepped forward again. He was now 6 inches from me. "You are no longer the woman who killed my wife. I-I," His face flushed a deep red color.

"Carth, do I want to know?" I smiled playfully as I took a step back. He was in my personal space.

"Yes, I think you should know." He stepped towards me, getting rid of the space I had just put between us. "I love you."

"You-you," I looked down then back up. "What?"

"I love you."

"But how? Why? You can't, that's not, oh my gosh." I head started spinning and I fell into the snow. "I'm alright!" I pulled myself slowly to my feet at looked back at Carth. "So, you…"

"Yeah."

"The Jedi Code forbids it for me. The Council would have a fit."

"I know." His eyes dropped. "So I guess that settles it. We should get going. Galaxy to save and all that stuff." He turned and started back towards the ship.

I grabbed his arm. "But when have I ever listened to the Jedi Council or their Code?"

"That was rhetorical, right?" He smiled at me and I laughed.

"Yes, it was." I stood on the tips of my toes (better known as tippy toes, but not to be mistaken as tipsy toes) and starting whispering into his ear. "I love you too, Carth."

"How cute." Canderous turned towards the ship and started walking away. "Are we leaving or not?" Canderous called over his should as he started climbing on board.

The rest of us followed him, Carth and me in the back of the group.

"The Jedi Council is not going to be happy about this." I said in a singsong voice.

"Too bad. They don't own you, Oak." Carth held his arm around my waist as we walked to the ship.

"Carth, they kind of keep me in the Jedi Order, you know, let me keep my light saber and stuff."

"Still, not allowed to love? It doesn't make sense."

"Well, actually, it does. Think about it-"

"No." He cut me off. "Let's not think about the stupid Jedi Code, alright? Might make you change your mind." I could see his gaze fall down upon me as we walked up the ramp.

"Change my mind?" We walked into the cockpit. "Make me. The Jedi Council is like parents. Ever child longs to rebel."

"So, am I the dude with the spiky hair that you run off with?" He laughed as he sat in his seat.

"No, you're the dude with the get-away ship." I fell into the co-pilots chair.

"Can you go 1 day without falling over?"

"No."

"Well, you wouldn't be the same if you could." He pulled his seat belt around himself. "Let's get this beauty into the air, shall we?"

"Do let's."