A/N: The only good part about having lot's of time away from FF is you get to write a lot of stories. I only got two chapters in for SEALs and ARCs, but I have plenty of chapters, and story ideas ready for Kaitlyn, Tana, Z, and Grace.

Kaitlyn/Z/Ryan/Grace/Tana are mine, along with the unnamed doctor. All other characters belong to Shane Brennan, or George Lucas

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I let out a growl, and hissed, "The di'kutla shabuir! Blasted S.O.B!"

Z frowned, "Huh. That was less of a reaction then I expected."

I snorted, "Tana is in hearing range."

Tana scowled, "I've heard it all."

I grimaced, "You definitely haven't. You have heard next to none of the curses from my world, ad'ika, and I plan to keep it that way."

Z smiled, "I'm really surprised. To be honest, I figured you would have hunted him down, shot him as many times as you could without killing him, and then burned him alive. Wow. Whoever you met really changed you."

I stared at her, "Even I'm not that violent."

Z met my gaze steadily, "Yeah, but this is Ryan we're talking about. I figured after…" she glanced at the men uneasily, "everything, that would be the least you would do."

The men all looked at us confused, and I just snorted, and put Tana down, "Oof. You're getting heavy, Tana."

Z shifted, and said, "Well…I talked with him. He said he was sorry."

I snapped. Hatred and Rage boiled upside me, and I noticed Skywalker, Kenobi, Ashoka, and Tana all take a step back. I snarled, "What? He thinks he can just say sorry? After all that? I had to give up being in the Marines for 6 months because of him. Gah! He didn't say sorry after my miscarriage, and he didn't say sorry after he left!"

I turned away in sudden fear. I hadn't meant to say any of that.

That was my secret. Mine and Grace's.

I had been engaged for 11 months when I had gotten pregnant. I had gone in to the doctor's office, and then they told me I should be about a month along. We had listened for a heartbeat, but there was none. It had died a month old.

Grace had been there, and so was Z. I had been barely able to eat for months after that. I been healing, slowly, when Ryan came back, and told me coming back to me was like hitting the ground. I hadn't been the same since.

I could sense total shock from the group behind me. Z stepped in front of me, and held me in a hug, "Katie, I'm sorry I even brought it up. I didn't know it would make you bring up… I'm sorry."

"What's done is done," I rasped, trembling slightly. I pulled back, and nodded, my vision starting to blur. "I…I gotta go, Z."

I ran off, and hide in a dark hallway. I silently screamed, Why?

Z POV

Fudge. Not good, not good, not good! Not good at all! I breathed outwards, and let out another curse, "Crap."

Massive understatement.

I sat down on the cold metal floor, leaning my head on my knees. I muttered, "I always screw things up." The one she had called Fives was staring at the hallway she had run off into.

I looked at the others, and murmured, "This is all my fault. I should've known better, or…not brought it up. When it first happened, it was all Grace and I could do just to make her drink and eat. She was better but then…he left, and then we could barely make her move. God, she's going to be really depressed. I shouldn't have brought it up."

The weird, orange skinned, fanged, horned girl muttered, "You know, that actually makes sense. Wow. Depressed is right. She's flooding with guilt, regret, remorse, anguish, pain, anger, and an underlying hatred. Fear, too. A lot of fear."

I nodded, and watched as Fives finally started to recover from the shock, and he shook his head. He took a step forwards, paused, and then ran after her, Tana close behind him.

He looked down, saw Tana, and picked her up. They disappeared into the gloomy hallway, and I looked down in misery.

If only I could keep my mouth shut.

Most of them walked off to shepherd the Marines into gunships while sending anxious looks at the hallway, but Echo stayed. He crouched down in front of me, and said quietly, "Some wounds take longer to heal than others, but those are the ones people forget until someone makes them remember it. However, forgotten wounds get infected, and then they hurt even more. It takes pain to heal." I nodded shakily, and he stood and offered me a hand. "Let's go. Gunships are waiting."

I followed him into one of the gunships, and he directed a bunch of other Marines in. As it took off, several got knocked around, and I could distinctly hear the pilot snickering sadistically.

Echo caught me as I knocked into him, and growled, "Spinner, cut the loops. They're not used to this."

I sighed as the turbulence stopped, and Echo let go of me. I couldn't see a thing.

Sucks to be short.

Kaitlyn POV

My breath came in shuddering gasps, and I felt tears running down my face.

I heard footsteps, and Fives ran around the corner. He stooped down next to me, and silently wiped away my tears. Tana wrapped her short little arms around me, and Fives sat down next to me, and pulled me onto his lap, rocking me gently. Eventually I stopped trembling against his chest, and I closed my eyes.

Fives rumbled, "It's okay, cyar'ika. Everything is going to be okay."

Tana snuggled closer to me, "It's okay Momma. We both still love you, and nothing is gonna change that."

A couple more tears streaked their way down my face, splashing onto Five's armor, but I smiled.

We sat that way for a while.

As a family.

Aliit.

The peace was broken as I heard footsteps. An old man was walking in the halls, clutching his stomach. Bandages were piled there, but I could see a dark red stain flooding through.

I heard him mumble, "Hee hee hee. It worked all right. Wonder if it goes both ways now, eh? It worked. We're somewhere else now; Find the agent who shot me. Hee hee hee. Help al-Queda and the rest. Maybe send technology home."

My blood turned to ice as he muttered, "The US and its Marines must fall."

Fives hissed into my ear, "Your people won't fall as long as I'm here. But I'll let you take him."

Aww. He always knew how to cheer me up.

I stepped in front of the doctor, igniting my blood red blades and he chuckled, "Ah, the original. You were the first I sent, you know."

I froze as he said one thing that turned my new reality upside down, and shredded my confidence of where I was.

"I could send you back."

Bly and Kensi 3rd Person

Kensi glared at Bly, "This is so your fault!"

He shrugged, "If we acted hostile, then we would be worse off. Now we're just locked up in here. Our friends are probably looking for us."

Kensi leaned her head against the wooden walls, and looked around. They were in a room with wooden walls. They were free to do whatever, but Bly had already warned against trying to escape.

There was a big commotion outside, which had been going on for around 10 minutes. The teddy bears, which Bly had called Ewoks, had started chattering, and Kensi could hear their feet pattering around, making a storm.

The flimsy door had rattled, and then it swung open, revealing a grey furred Ewok, with a skull on top of it's head.

It waved its hand and Bly stood up, offering Kensi a hand. She simply glared at him, and pushed her self up. Bly followed her out into the light.

A/N: So who found the Bly(e)'s? Will Kaitlyn return home? If she does, will she bring Fives and Tana? If she stays, will anyone stay with her? Will she capture the doctor? Will he escape while she's distracted? Will she choose her blood family and the Marines over her new family and the GAR?

Will Katie hunt down Ryan? Will she get closure? Will the dynamic of Fives' and her relationship change? will she finally put her past behind her?

What will Z do?

Lot of questions following this chapter.

As always, please review!

And seriously, please tell me if you think one of my characters is becoming a Mary-sue. I'm still not completely sure about the guidelines for that.