I left Carth there, without saying a word, and wandered to the medbay, locking myself in again. I felt the ship start to take off, and I breathed deeply, trying to make myself relax instead of taking massive amounts of drugs to sedate me. Someone started to pound on the door and I sighed.

"Hey kiddo, you okay in there?"

"I'm fine Canderous, just leave me be."

"No way, not after what happened last time. Now open the door before I do."

I walked over to the door and opened it with a hiss. Canderous stood there with his arms folded over his bare chest. I leaned against the door frame, avoiding any kind of eye contact with him.

"Just what have you and Republic boy been doing?"

"None of your business, thank you." I replied and brushed past him, into the starboard dorms and locked myself in again.

I paced around the room, trying to figure out what to do with Canderous and Carth until I was tripped and fell to the floor. I placed my hand in front of me to avoid damaging my head, but that was a bad idea as I had broken my collarbones. I managed to sit up, but before I could ask what the hell happened, the door opened and it was Carth.

"Zerstoren, get up! We're under attack!"

He tugged on my arms hard, so I tripped him. I got up by myself and ran to the gun turret, which Canderous operated.

"Canderous, move your ass!"

"Not a chance kid." He replied as he shot down a Sith flier.

He was good, but not as good as I was. I jumped into his lap and gritted my teeth together as I grabbed the trigger and shot down the rest of the Sith fliers. Canderous' arms lingered by my waist as I shot down the final Sith flier and sighed.

"You know, there's nothing sexier than a woman who can handle a turret." Canderous purred, grabbing my hips.

I sighed in aggravation and twisted his arm around his back.

"And there's nothing sexier than a man who can keep his hands to himself." I growled and jumped down, walking away.

I walked into the medbay where Bastila was waiting for me. She sighed as I laid down on my stomach, waiting for her to heal me. She sighed and I could feel as she used the force to heal my broken collarbones.

"You really must be more careful," She sighed, "What you do affects me as well."

"It's not my fault our crack pilots took a nosedive to avoid a few fliers."

"Excuse me, but we surely would have--"

"Been fine? Look Bastila, you try getting into a gun turret with Canderous, then we'll talk."

"As for Canderous and Carth, you need to cut your ties with them, your affection for them will--"

"Bastila, is it possible for you, at all, to stow the Jedi crap for a while? I mean, my affection for them has nothing to do with the dark side, so just stop!"

I got up from the table and stormed out of the room, almost bumping into Carth who was wagging his finger in my face.

"Watch it Zerstoren, you don't want to become what you've always hated."

"Yeah, I know." I sighed, kicking the ground.

I felt the ship touch down and I sighed, knowing we finally arrived at Tatooine. If there was a planet more boring than Dantooine, this was it. Tatooine was just a desert planet with nothing more than blowing sand. There was a mining colony that I heard wasn't going too well, and a sand people colony, with rumors of a Krayt Dragon den. Bastila, Canderous, Carth and I walked out, finding a Czerka employee waiting for us.

"Don't tell me they've taken over this planet too." Carth whispered.

"They've taken over this planet." Canderous replied in an effort to spite Carth.

"I'm sorry, your name doesn't seem to be in our list of expected cargo freights today. I'm afraid that will be a one hundred credit docking fee, please."

I sighed and dug through my pocket when Canderous stopped me and stepped forward.

"And just what are you going to do if we don't give you the credits?" Canderous asked, cracking his neck and shouldering his repeating blaster with ease.

"Canderous, relax, we have the credits to spare."

"It has nothing to do with the credits, Zer. I'm just bored."

I sighed that he didn't use my full name, 'Zer' isn't exactly the first pet name I'd pick for Zerstoren.

"Yeah, it's always that way with you. If you can't control yourself, go back to the ship." I growled.

"Well, before anything goes wrong," Carth said nervously, stepping between Canderous and I, "Did you and Bastila have a vision when we arrived here?"

"Actually, yes," Bastila interjected, "The Star Map we seek seems to be in a cave somewhere."

"How much you care to bet that the rumors of the Krayt Dragon are true, and the Star Map is there?" I sighed.

Carth smiled at me, and chuckled lightly, "I doubt it. Krayt Dragons don't exist."

"The hell they don't!" I laughed.

"Fine, care to make a bet? If this 'Krayt Dragon' of yours isn't real, you have to do my laundry for a week!"

"Fine, but if I win, you have to cater to my every whim for a week."

"Deal." He replied and we shook on it.