Olivia

"We need to go back." Obi-Wan said from behind me. He was currently helping Nicky to carry Kari, although I'm not really sure he should be considering his age.

"What? Why?" Luke asked, confusion seeping into his voice.

"Yes, why indeed?" Jag, one of the rescuers the Rebellion sent, asked.

"Weapons. Kari's lightsaber, Luke's lightsaber, Han's blaster. We need those weapons." Everyone exchanged glances. He did have a point. I'm not completely obsessed like Nicky is, but I remember one of the things she told me was that lightsabers took time, concentration and a good connection with the force to make. And we didn't have much of that right now.

"He's right." Luke admitted after a minute.

"We need to get the princesses out of here now, we don't have time for you to go back and get your weapons." Tack, the other rescuer, stated. To be perfectly honest, I agreed; I wanted to leave this place as soon as I possibly could. I already had too many memories of torture chambers, planets exploding and storm-troopers.

"Alright, well you take the princesses and leave. Now that I know I'm not getting that reward, they're useless to me." Han snapped.

"Are you kidding me? Is money all you can think about, you greedy pig? We may not be 'important' to you, but we are essential to Rebellion! But if you don't care about the freedom of the people, being born in a dumpster and all, that's fine! If you'd prefer to go and fetch your useless blaster go ahead and get yourself killed! See if I care!" Leia yelled back before hurrying down the hallway. "Come on Olivia, Obi-Wan you're coming too, correct?" She glanced back at him.

"I am sorry, but we need to get those weapons first." Leia looked back at him and she looked like she was going to explode. But she didn't, surprisingly enough.

"Okay, why don't we split up again?" She compromised, her eyes shut so tight you might think she didn't have any. Weren't we about to split up anyways? "Ben can come with us and the rest of you go and get your weapons. We'll give you the location of the base and you can meet up with us there."

"How can we trust that you're going to give us the actual location and not send us to some lifeless, Outer Rim planet?" Han asked.

"Well, I've actually made friends with some of you. Besides, we need all the allies we can get." She walked over to Luke and put something in his hand. "I'm trusting you Skywalker, do not let me down and do not let this chip out of your sight. Do you understand me?" She said in a strict you-better-do-what-I-say voice. Luke nervously nodded in response. "Good, hopefully I'll see you all soon." That was all she said. It wasn't exactly good-bye, but she left anyway. So, being her sister, I followed.

"Good Luck!" I called before chasing after Leia.

"You know, I don't think he deserved to be called a 'greedy pig' that was 'born in a dumpster'." I said once I caught up with her.

She glared at me. "Whose side are you on?" She turned forward again and continued speed-walking.

"I'm on your's, but still, was that really necessary?"

"You heard what he said about us, right?"

"It's been a long and eventful day, everyone is tired and cranky and he just can't keep it hidden. There was no need to go all…" I paused for a minute, trying to think of something to describe her without making her mad. "'Leia' on him." She actually smiled at that.

"I went 'all Leia' on him? What exactly does that mean?" She was trying to remain mad, but I could see the hint of humor in her eyes.

"It means you gave him a full out, angry-fueled, Princess Leia style, how-dare-you-mess-with-me outburst." I got her to laugh that time.

"Yeah? Well, I guess he didn't deserve all of that, but certainly some of it."

I nodded. "Yes, I guess he did deserve some."

"Your majesties, we are nearing the hanger. We are heading to a ship directly in the front of the hanger, the plan is to go directly to it and not draw any attention to ourselves. If anyone asks, we are transferring you to a prison on Coruscant. We're going to have to ask you to put these on." Tack said as he handed us each a set of handcuffs.

"Of course, anything to get out of here." Leia agreed as she slipped them on her wrists and they clicked shut. I did the same and moved them up my arms as much as I could, to avoid rubbing even more of my wrists raw. The metal they were made of was freezing cold, just like the rest of the station.

Jag and Tack both pressed a button on the side of their helmets. I noticed that only their helmets had the buttons, no other storm-troopers' did.

"Move along." Jag said in a perfect storm-trooper voice. The helmets were disguising their voices!

"You heard him, move it prisoners!" Tack demanded. We complied and began obediently walking in front of them.

Then I noticed something; where was Ben?

"Hey, where'd Ben go?" I asked as I stopped before the hanger doors. Everyone glanced around the hallway.

"Where did he go?" Jag said, looking in a different direction every 10 seconds.

"He probably went back to help them. He has known Luke, Haven and Kari for a long while and he doesn't seem like one of those people who just walks out on friends." I said. Or maybe he went back to get in another fool-hardy fight in which he dies, I mentally added.

"You're right, we should go. He'll be fine and Luke has the location so he'll make it to the base." Leia said, although she sounded unsure of her own words.

Jag (I think it was Jag, it was really hard to tell with the gear on) stood in front and led us while Tack followed behind us.

"Where are you taking these prisoners?" A storm-trooper demanded.

"These prisoners are being transferred to the Tarsly Prison on Coruscant." The trooper checked the computer and I prepared for a fight.

"Alright, you're clear to go." The trooper said, surprising Leia and I. Jag and Tack nodded before leading us to a ship in the very front, just like they had said. The plan worked perfectly! I couldn't believe it!

"We hacked into their computer system and made it look like you were planned for a transfer to another prison." Tack explained when we were out of the trooper's hearing.

"Great thinking!" Leia beamed as we stepped into the ship. Tack went to the cockpit and started the ship.

"I'm glad you think so, your highness. I'm proud to say that I came up with the plan myself." Jag said as he sat down next to Leia.

"Really? That was very smart."

"Thank you. But of course, my plans are nothing compared to yours." Leia blushed and I saw what he was doing. And it was not going to happen.

"Did you hear that? I think Tack just called for something, I'll go see what he wants." I said as I got up and left the room. I stood in the hallway connecting the cockpit and the main room and listened to Jag flirt. Then I leaned my head back into the room and acted like I had just gone to see what Tack had just said, even though in truth he had said nothing at all. "Hey Jag, Tack wants to talk to you." I called before ducking back into the hallway.

Jag was soon in the hallway, walking towards the cockpit, when I jumped out of nowhere (underneath a table) and pinned him to the wall.

"Listen, Jag. I don't to ever see you flirting with Leia, okay? She deserves better and you may not have noticed us, but she doesn't have time for a relationship at the current state and time. And if it doesn't ever actually happen, which I really doubt it will, then you can consider yourself dead. M'kay? Are we understood?" I said in a quiet, but aggravated voice. He nodded and I released him. "Now, this never happen, right?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. See ya later." I said in a sing-song voice as I left him standing in the hall. Taught him. When you mess with the wolf (or in this case the wolf's sister) you get the fangs.

Happy Easter everyone!

They split up! Again! Thanks to MysticRyter for the ideas used in this chapter and thank you everyone else who suggested an idea! They were much appreciated and will be used in the plot as much as they can! What do you thinks going to happen next? (MysticRyter, you don't get guess as you what's going to happen!) Where did Ben/Obi-Wan go? Guess you'll have to find out ;)!

~Clover