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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 12/9/03 10:55am Subject: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13 (Sitrep 4/3) - Date Edited: 4/3/04 6:32am (2 edits total) Edited By: JediAlly
	Title: Liberty and Custody Author: JediAlly Main Characters: Corran, Wedge, Tycho, Mirax Supporting Characters: Rogue Squadron, Iella, Winter, Ackbar, General Salm, General Cracken, Halla Ettyk Rating: PG-13, Intimate scene at the end Author's note: This is a "hidden chapter" that takes place between Chapters 44 and 45 of The Krytos Trap. The author recommends that the readers read Rogue Squadron, Wedge's Gamble, and The Krytos Trap to get a sense of the background to this fanfic. “Sir, on behalf of the New Republic Armed Forces, I withdraw all charges against Captain Tycho Celchu.” “It is with great pleasure, Captain Celchu, that I say this case is dismissed. You are truly free to go.” With those words, Tycho felt a sensation he hadn’t felt since being captured by Isard. He told Wedge that even after his escape from Lusankya, the suspicion that he was a brainwashed agent of Isard meant he was still a prisoner of the Empire. Now, the final chain of imprisonment was broken. He was truly free. He looked at the members of the Tribunal one by one and found himself wondering what their verdict would have been. He knew that Admiral Ackbar and General Madine were open-minded, so he would never know how they would have voted. As for General Salm, Tycho knew from the start that Salm had already made up his mind; hence he really couldn’t call the Tribunal completely impartial. The look on his face when Corran said that General Cracken knew the truth all along, and seeing him now fume with disbelief, anger, embarrassment, and perhaps some other emotions, make all the difficulties he put me through worthwhile, Tycho grinned inwardly. He shifted his gaze towards General Cracken. He knew that what Halla Ettyk said about Cracken turning him into a pariah was cruel, but also knew that Cracken did what needed to be done. Just as he accepted long ago that for those people who were beyond redemption, like Tarkin, the Emperor, and Isard, the only appropriate punishment for them was death. He made certain Cracken saw his nod of acceptance. He also wondered how the trial would have proceeded had the Tribunal consisted of Cracken, Salm, and either Ackbar or Madine. Given how two of the members had already made up their minds, his fate would have been in Ackbar’s or Madine’s hands. He then looked at Corran and remembered something he told Wedge. The only way I can be free, truly free, is for the Empire to be destroyed. I know, as it falls apart, someone somewhere will have the information that will set me free. The difficulties in finding the information to set me free would have made such a mission impossible. The exact criteria needed to make it a Rogue Squadron mission. I was hoping that a Rogue would be able to do this, but I definitely didn’t expect it to happen so soon. If Corran hadn’t earned the right to be considered a Rogue after helping us knock out Coruscant’s power, he has by now. A part of him would never be able to repay Corran for setting him free. Now, he can take the fight to Isard, Erisi, and the rest of the Empire with the full support of the New Republic behind him. Just as a very devious idea entered his mind, he saw Corran give him a very wide grin. “I take it Wedge hasn’t gotten back at you for your joke at Borleias?” Corran asked. “Of course he hasn’t,” Tycho said, stating the obvious. Corran’s grin got even wider. “In that case, if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, I suggest you stop. I’ve already thought of it.” Tycho chuckled, his eyes glinting in expectation. “Is there something you want to let us in on, gentlemen?” Ackbar asked. “Just a little surprise I want to pull on Wedge and the others. Why don’t you, the generals, and Commander Ettyk accompany us to where Rogue Squadron is heading? I’m certain you’ll enjoy this as well.” Tycho shook his head, chuckling. “Fliry Vorru was right about you. You are a devious man.” Although his X-wing was at rest, Wedge’s thoughts were traveling at hyperspace. So much had happened during their engagement with the Palpatine Counter-insurgency Front and the appearance of the Lusankya that he was having trouble keeping track of and organizing what was to come – to start with: the mission debriefing, intelligence debriefing with General Cracken, consulting with Nawara and the Tribunal, and addressing the Provisional Council without Leia’s support. But it seems that he would have to deal with his squadron mates first. “How could you abandon my wingman?” Rhysati accused. “We could have tried to save her!” Gavin exclaimed. “It would have been impossible for us to take on that Super Star Destroyer and rescue Erisi,” Pash said. “But we’re Rogue Squadron. Doing the impossible is what we do best,” Inyri added. “It would have cost us too much,” Aril said. “As bad as it is for us that Erisi’s captured, it’ll be worse for the New Republic and the victims of the Krytos plague,” Asyr added. “Relations with Thyferra were strained enough. Now that Erisi’s captured, and the fact that we made no attempt to rescue her, Thyferra might decide to cut off our supply of bacta.” The situation continued to degenerate as the other members voiced their protests and accusations, then began arguing with each other. Everyone had been through a lot lately, and morale was low. The missions to stop the Krytos plague were taxing them. Corran’s death was a great loss, and Tycho’s trial was putting Rogue Squadron against their superiors. And now, as far as the rest of his squadron know, Erisi’s been captured. The only ones who seemed to support Wedge’s decision were Pash and Aril. Wedge knew he could put an end to the arguing by telling them that Erisi was a traitor in their ranks; however, he had already informed General Cracken of this. So he was certain that the general wouldn’t permit him to tell the others until they were all debriefed. He was about to put some order to the chaos around him when he saw Admiral Ackbar enter the hangar. “Attention.” As everyone stood at attention, Wedge was surprised to see the rest of the Tribunal, Halla, and Whistler accompanying Ackbar. While he was hoping that the entourage meant that Tycho had been cleared of all charges, he wondered where Tycho, Nawara, and Iella were. “Is there a problem here, Commander?” Ackbar asked. “The morale of the squadron had taken another blow,” Wedge answered. He could see Gavin, Inyri, Rhysati, Ooryl, and Riv wanted to say more, but they remained silent. Opening his mouth to give a smile, Ackbar said, “Then some good news would be most welcomed. The trial is over, and a verdict had been reached.” Looks of surprise were on the Rogues’ faces, but before anyone could respond a familiar voice said, “It’s over. I’m finally free.” Ackbar stepped aside and the Rogues saw Tycho still wearing a prisoner’s uniform, but there were no restraints on his arms and legs. Cheers erupted from the Rogues as went forward to congratulate Tycho. “I always knew you would be freed, Tycho. My transmission must have convinced the Tribunal,” Wedge said. The others were wondering what Wedge was talking about, but Tycho continued. “Your transmission only provided more evidence, Wedge,” Tycho clarified. “The Tribunal was already hearing testimony that did more than cleared me of all charges. The suspicions of my being a Lusankya agent have ended.” Wedge, who was smiling, now beamed and sent a smug glance towards General Salm, as if to tell him, I told you so! “But how?” Gavin asked. “The testimony was from the one person who could have put the entire business to rest.” That drew everyone short, as they searched their minds for the answer. Ooryl was the first one to speak. “Ooryl could think of only one person. Even if it were her, Ooryl would not trust anything Isard would say.” Tycho gave a brief snort. “You’re right about not trusting anything Iceheart tells you, Ooryl. Fortunately, you’re wrong.” Glancing behind him, towards the hangar entrance, he said, “It was him.” A lone figure stood there wearing a brown cloak. His hood was up, obscuring his face in a shadow. As he made his way towards them, he reached under his cloak with his right hand and withdrew a silver cylinder. Wedge recognized it immediately. Approaching the figure himself he said, “Luke! Of course! If anyone could have determined whether or not Tycho was a Lusankya agent, it would have been you.” His steps faltered as the figure pressed the activation button, and a silver beam came forth from the lightsaber. Wait, Wedge thought. Luke’s lightsaber emits a yellow-green blade, not silver. He might have built a new lightsaber, but why? And what’s with the robes? They resemble the robes General Kenobi wore, based on what Luke told me. As the figure brought the lightsaber up towards his face, Wedge caught a glimpse of a pendant. The blade bathed the individual in an eerily silver light, highlighting his brown beard and green eyes. One thought was clear to him at that moment: that’s not Luke. He saw the individual grin. “Mistaking me for Luke Skywalker? That was better than I could have hoped for. You said yourself, ‘I’m good, but I’m no Luke Skywalker.’” By the Force, it can’t be! After deactivating the blade, the figure placed it back on the belt and drew back his hood. “Corran!” Immediately Corran was flooded with hugs, cheers, backslapping, and even two kisses on the cheeks. As the reunion continued, Tycho and the other onlookers drew closer. “How can this be?” Gavin asked. “Well, I’ve been reported dead before,” Corran joked. After a few more chuckles, Pash asked, “But where have you been for the past six weeks? We searched the site where you crashed and found nothing.” Getting a brief nod of approval from General Cracken, Corran said, “I’ve been at Lusankya after Isard captured me. Or should I say on the Lusankya.” Receiving their full attention, he continued. “She tried to do to me what she tried to do to Tycho. I won’t go into further details about my time there or how I escaped, at least until after General Cracken gives me a full debriefing.” “Then, if you’re not the spy, then who…?” Inyri trailed off, with suspicion creeping into her voice. Looking at General Cracken, Corran asked, “With the general’s permission?” Considering for a moment, Cracken said, “Very well. I’m a bit curious myself how you came to your conclusions.” “Then it was you I heard during my transmission,” Wedge said. Giving Wedge a nod and ignoring the confused looks on the others, Corran plunged ahead. “When I escaped, I got access to a computer in a secure area that gave me access to the records. I pulled up my record and Tycho’s and we both had the same rating. Which meant we both washed out of Iceheart’s indoctrination program. With him out of the picture, I reexamined everything that happened over the past several months. The spy had to have been someone who was part of the squadron since its reformation. I immediately removed Wedge because he would never betray the New Republic. Since the spy was here from the beginning, I discarded our friends who died at Talasea and Borleias.” A moment of sadness passed over Inyri’s face as she remembered her sister, Lujayne, who died at Talasea. “For the same reason, I discarded you, Inyri, Aril, Pash, and Asyr. None of you came on until after Borleias. “I learned about the Krytos plague from Isard, so I knew how devastating it’s been. It stood to reason that Iceheart would want her spy to be safe from the plague. I don’t know the specifics about the plague, like which species are more at risk from the plague, and which are actually immune to it. But she did say it was targeted at non-humans, so, no offense intended Asyr, I assumed that you, Ooryl, Nawara, Riv, and Aril were at risk.” Asyr’s fur rippled briefly, but she acknowledged Corran with a brief, but understanding nod. “That left three suspects – Gavin, Rhysati, and Erisi.” Cold understanding began creeping into Wedge’s guts. Looking at Gavin, Corran gave him a sympathetic look. “I know how much you looked up to your cousin, and at that moment I wanted to remove you from the list, but I couldn’t yet. I did shuffle you down to the bottom. The final analysis is actually the only one I needed to do in the first place. I was captured because Isard was able to gain remote control over my Headhunter. She probably put it through a high-g maneuver that overloaded the inertial compensator and knocked me out. Anyway, in order for her to get control, she needed the control codes for the craft. The only ones who could have sent the codes to her were anyone who either flew it or performed maintenance. That meant it was either me, Tycho, or…” “Erisi,” Pash finished. Wedge nodded. “After what happened to Corran, I had Zraii install a subroutine into your astromechs that allowed me to pull diagnostics from them. Erisi’s astromech didn’t verify her damage reports, or her claim of being caught in a tractor beam.” As stunned as the others were by the revelation, Corran could see that Rhysati was stunned the most since Erisi was her wingman. “But why?” she asked. “The bacta cartels were formed under the Empire. She and her people probably fear that should the New Republic succeed in destroying the Empire, their monopoly might end.” Riv Shiel growled and said, “Then she informed the Imps of Jace’s departure and route.” “And she took full advantage of your intention to investigate Tycho thoroughly after we brought down Coruscant’s shields,” Pash added. “When I realized that Tycho was innocent, I realized something else. Tycho was a high-level security risk, and given what I know of your father, Pash, he didn’t strike me as the kind of man who would have allowed Tycho to be Rogue Squadron’s executive officer.” He looked at General Cracken and gave him another nod of understanding. “At least, if I were in his place I wouldn’t. That meant one of two things – either he knew from the very beginning that Tycho wasn’t a security risk, or he had a means of keeping tabs on his activities. In other words, an operative in the squadron.” With a startled look on his face Wedge recalled General Cracken saying something to that effect back on Noquivzor. He looked first at Corran, then at General Cracken, then at Pash. He wasn’t the only one to do so. Holding his hands up, Pash said, “Wedge, I already told why I wanted to join your squadron. I never reported to my father.” “He’s right. Remember what I said about the Imperial spy being a part of the squadron from the beginning? The same thing can be said about Cracken’s informant.” Leaving the others, he went to Emtrey. Facing the others and patting Emtrey’s left shoulder, he said, “Ladies and gentlebeings, meet Cracken’s informant.” “Emtrey?!” Ooryl exclaimed. With Corran nodding, Tycho continued. “It was actually General Cracken who assigned Emtrey to the squadron, but after taking precautions in the event I actually were a Lusankya agent. The scrounging and brokering programs and circuitry were his doing, and he probably created the file Corran found on Emtrey’s background as a means of easing suspicions. Those additions would have made Emtrey an invaluable tool for me, if I were a Lusankya agent.” Corran continued, “Also, remember how you said that you couldn’t find Emtrey at times. I think he was reporting directly to the general at those times, no doubt giving him all the data in a special memory bank that included anything that happened whenever those protocols were active. Thus, the general knew Tycho wasn’t meeting with Kirtan Loor the night I thought I saw them together.” Wedge was having some trouble containing his disbelief and outrage as he turned to face General Cracken. “You knew he wasn’t a spy and you let him be put on trial?” Tycho failed to contain a bark of laughter. “Wedge, General Salm said something like that.” “I knew he wasn’t the spy in your squadron, but I hadn’t enough evidence to say that he wasn’t a Lusankya agent. With Tycho out of your squadron, Emtrey had no further purpose as an informant, so I removed those programs and circuitry to prevent the spy from using them. I also wanted to lull the spy and Isard into a false sense of security. It was only Lieutenant Horn’s escape that caused Isard to panic and escape the way she did. Upon seeing the Lusankya, Dlarit realized her cover was blown and left with her. What I did to Celchu needed to be done to safeguard the New Republic’s goals and interests and to provide an opportunity for to prove his innocence or guilt.” While Wedge and some of the others could see the logic in Cracken’s statement, the sense of betrayal still lingered, and it would continue to do so for a while. Shifting back to happier things, Pash said, “I bet Nawara and Iella were as surprised as they were when you arrived, Corran.” “What do you mean by that?” “Nawara was my lawyer, and Iella was working with Commander Ettyk during the trial,” Tycho explained calmly. “Well then, where are they? They weren’t there when I got there, and I don’t see Nawara here,” Corran said. “If I may, General?” Halla said. “Counselor Ven and Mrs. Wessiri and I have learned of a witness who was willing to come forward and testify on Captain Celchu’s behalf.” She looked Corran squarely in the eye. “He was an acquaintance of yours and Mrs. Wessiri during your time with Corellian Security. An acquaintance with connections to Imperial Intelligence.” After a moment of consideration, Corran’s eyes widened with surprise. “Not Kirtan Loor.” The Rogues immediately recognized his name. Halla nodded. “They were escorting him to the trial this morning when they were ambushed by an assassin. The assassin killed Kirtan Loor and seriously wounded Counselor Ven. Mrs. Wessiri shot and killed the assassin. I believe she is with Counselor Ven at a clinic.” The thought of Kirtan Loor offering to help the New Republic was an anathema to Corran, and it churned his stomach. To Corran, Kirtan Loor was as Imperial as Isard. The only thing he could think of was that there was a falling out between him and Iceheart. That meant Loor feared for his life and sought refuge from her and the New Republic. When he heard that Loor was dead, all Corran could think was – Loor’s dead. Good. Then he heard about Iella and Nawara. His response was immediate. “Where are they? I’m going over there.” “We’re all going,” Wedge added. “Here’s some good news for you, Corran. I bet Diric’s with them right now.” “What?!” “After the Imperials captured him, they assigned him to Derricote,” Aril said. “He took care of me while they tested the Krytos virus on me. When Coruscant was taken, NRI found him, and after they cleared him, he was reunited with Iella.” Corran felt like he was caught in a chain of good news. First, Tycho’s been cleared once and for all. Next, Loor’s dead. Though Iella and Nawara were hurt, they were still alive. Now he heard that Diric’s alive and is probably with Iella right now. One more thing, then he could say he had an almost perfect day. “And I bet Mirax is there too,” Corran said with a smile. When he saw the contrite looks on the others, he asked, “What? What is it?” “We can probably add another crime to Erisi’s list,” Gavin said somberly. Wedge continued, “We were assigned to escort a convoy from Thyferra to Coruscant, and we were to rendezvous with them at Alderaan. A fuel pump failure delayed us for forty-five minutes, and by the time we got there, the convoy was completely destroyed by Zsinj’s Super Star Destroyer and one of his Strike cruisers.” Coldness crept into Corran’s guts. He reasoned that Erisi must have told Iceheart about the convoy, who then relayed the information to Zsinj. No doubt Zsinj was happy to accept the mission for no other reason than to seek revenge against the New Republic. “Corran, the Pulsar Skate was part of the convoy.” Tycho said. “I’m sorry. There was nothing left of the convoy by the time Rogue Squadron arrived. Corran suddenly felt an emptiness in his entire being, as if a huge part of his being was ripped away. He felt it only twice before: when his mother died, and when his father was killed before his eyes. His reaction to Mirax’s death surprised him, just as Mirax was surprised by her reaction to his suggestion that she was a better candidate for him than Erisi was. He remembered his vow that he and Mirax might become friendly enemies, maybe even friends, but nothing more. The fact that she was a smuggler and he was a former CorSec officer was all he needed to remember. Even his decision to start dating her was one born out of friendship, nothing more. Only now did he realize how much a part of his life she had become. Father always told me to trust my instincts, yet at times I relied on my mind and natural suspicions more than my instincts. That made things worse for Tycho. Now I see it prevented me from pursuing a relationship. Wedge saw Corran’s eyes harden. Erisi, Iceheart, you’ve just made another dangerous enemy. Once we find out where you are, your days are numbered. Nawara Ven woke up in a hospital bed. His hip was still sore, so he could barely move about. He was able to move his head, so he looked around to see if anyone else was there. Sitting in a chair at the adjacent wall was Iella, her eyes red, her face streaked with tears. She looked as if she was on the verge of suffering a complete emotional and catatonic collapse. Nawara was barely conscious, but he overheard the exchange between Iella and Diric, the one who shot him. He held no anger towards Diric. Diric was the only one other than Winter who provided Tycho with much needed company. From what he heard, Diric defied Isard and saved him and Iella from certain death. No, his anger was aimed at the monster who made Diric do what he did. And who forced Iella to kill her husband. Shuffling with difficulty so he could face Iella, he called out to her. “Iella? Iella?” He got no response. He was going to ask her something, but stopped himself. How can I ask her if she was all right? Her heart’s been ripped out because of Isard. At that moment, an orderly entered the room. “Ah, good.” The orderly turned to look out of the room. “He’s awake.” The Rogues and Halla Ettyk filed into the room. Whatever greetings they intended to give Nawara and Iella never came forth as they saw Iella’s condition. Wedge went over to her and kneeled down. “Iella. What’s wrong?” Nawara spoke up. “Do you know about the assassin?” Wedge nodded. “It was Diric.” Gasps came from many of the Rogues. “It wasn’t any ordinary Imperial Intelligence agent who found him,” Nawara said. “She did. She broke him. She turned him into a Lusankya agent.” Wedge knew immediately who this “she” was, and his anger towards her increased. The sound of a fist thumping the wall preceded a familiar voice. “No. Not Diric too.” It was enough to knock Iella out of her catatonic state. She looked up, and upon seeing Corran ran to hug him. Both of them stood there while Corran was offering words of comfort. “Corran? You’re alive?!” Nawara exclaimed. “And thanks to him, we won the trial, Nawara,” Tycho said as he came in with Winter arm-in-arm. When he got to Nawara’s bed, he extended his hand. “Congratulations.” Halla was also approaching him for the same reason. Rhysati sat down to Nawara’s left and helped him get to a sitting position so he could shake Tycho’s hand. “Likewise,” Nawara said. “And more. I’m no longer under suspicion as being a Lusankya agent.” “But how?” Rhysati stroked one of his lekkus and said, “Sit back and relax. This is going to take a while.” After he and Iella were up to speed on things, there was a cough at the door. It was General Cracken. “Excuse me, but I believe I allowed you more than enough time for your reunions, Lieutenant Horn. I would like to begin to debrief you.” Corran gave him a soured look, letting him know what he thought about his intrusion. He then gave a shrug and kissed Iella on her forehead. After whispering that he would come back later, he got up and left with the general. He wasn’t surprised that two soldiers were escorting them. What did surprise him was the general ordering the soldiers to proceed ahead. General Cracken looked around to make certain no one was around, then turned to face Corran. “Lieutenant, I probably shouldn’t be doing this, but you’ve impressed me with your deductive abilities. No doubt a tribute to your training at Corellian Security Forces. “As you know the New Republic had been fighting against the Krytos plague for the past six weeks, but our resources had been stretched thin as a result. However, we were able to receive outside assistance. A Vratix verachen, or bacta brewer, of Thyferra offered to examine the samples of the plagues we’ve been able to gather. From his analysis, we learned that the ryll spice kor would be effective against the plague. We were able to gather a supply from the Twi’leks during a diplomatic mission performed by Rogue Squadron. “The Vratix verachen determined that a mixture of bacta and ryll kor would be far more effective against the plague. But we couldn’t let the Thyferrans know about this, or we would risk them cutting off the supply of bacta. We needed to make some of our own. Fortunately, we were in possession of a facility that would allow us to do this. I asked Ms. Terrik to secretly transport the Vratix verachen and the ryll kor with her to Thyferra. Once she got the bacta, she would follow the convoy for most of the route. But instead of making the final jump to Alderaan, she was to go to Borleias instead and deliver her cargo and the verachen to the Alderaanian Biotics Facility there.” With hope swelling in him, Corran asked, “Then… then she is alive.” “She informed me of her arrival on Borleias about the same time I learned of the destruction of the convoy. Her initial cover was that she would steal the bacta. Most smugglers would feel the temptation? While Zsinj’s destruction of the convoy was tragic and put in even direr straights, it gave her an even better cover.” Seeing the look on Corran’s face, Cracken continued. “Everyone at the facility is under orders not to make contact with anyone off-planet except for me, nor are they to acknowledge any transmissions save those I send. I trust that you’ll keep this to yourself, Lieutenant.” By telling him the truth about Mirax, Corran had been given the trust of one of the Republic’s top military personnel. He knew that such trust is hard to earn and is highly valued. “Of course, General. This is no different than my insertion into Coruscant, or some of the undercover cases I worked on. I do have one concern and one request, General Cracken.” Cracken had already broken his modus operandi by telling Corran about Mirax. He wasn’t certain how much more he’s going to divulge, but he was willing to hear what Corran had to say. “Go on.” “For security reasons, I know you won’t be informing Mirax about my survival, but what about the media. If word gets out that I’m alive…” “I’ve already taken care of it. The media knows that Flight Officer Ven was wounded this morning, and until he recovers, the court is in recess. They will be kept in the dark until the first shipment of the new bacta arrives. I’ve also asked Captain Celchu to remain at Rogue Squadron headquarters until that time.” “Just make certain that you have your agents covering the headquarters as well. I’ve had my share of those holoshills and their need to know all the details back on Corellia. Because of them some of the criminals I went after nearly escaped. The last thing you need is for one of them to learn via informant that Tycho’s free and I’m alive. That happens, and your operation’s blown.” Cracken wasn’t hearing anything he didn’t already consider, though he was pleased that Corran took in all possibilities. “And your request?” “I take it that once Mirax contacts you, you’ll arrange a reunion between her and the others, probably under the guise of a briefing. I’d like to be informed a bit more in advance.” He grinned conspiratorially. “You saw how Wedge and the others reacted to me and this get up.” Cracken couldn’t help himself from giving off a bark of laughter. “Any chance I can convince you to transfer to Intelligence. The mere fact that you were able to discover on your own my plan involving Emtrey tells me you have skills that would be most useful. You also seem to have the skills of a very good undercover agent.” “I appreciate the offer, General. But I joined Rogue Squadron so I could deliver justice to those I couldn’t before back in CorSec. I also made a promise, and considering the true nature of Lusankya, being in the cockpit is the best way I can keep it.” “A promise? What promise?” “I think we better catch up to the escort before they start getting suspicious. You’ll learn about the promise during the debriefing.” Corran entered his quarters, took off his boots, and flopped down on the bed in exhaustion. The seven days since his return had been a whirlwind of activity and emotions for him. Within a day of Isard’s dramatic and devastating departure, the cells of the PCF began popping up everywhere, making hit-and-run strikes on targets of opportunity. Over the next three days, his time was spent between Cracken’s debriefings and Rogue Squadron being deployed against the PCF. His and Tycho’s return brought the squadron back up to full strength and gave it some hard experience, so the missions were completed fast enough to minimize the damage. Things would have gone easier had the NRSF been better organized, but with Fliry Vorru’s disappearance their effectiveness was reduced. Fortunately for General Cracken, he knew how Kirtan Loor thought and worked, so when the general brought up the encrypted datacard during one of the last debriefings, he and Whistler were able to give him the keys to crack the code. The PCF fell quickly afterwards – their last base was knocked out two hours ago. He did more than provide General Cracken with the decryption code. During his time off, he went through the historical records on the off chance that he would recognize any of his fellow inmates. The last thing he expected was to see a portrait of General Dodonna and immediately recognize him as the head Rebel prisoner Jan. To say it caused quite a stir was an understatement. The only thing that outdid it was the news of Isard and Erisi. With Erisi’s help, the Xucphra corporation seized control of the Bacta Cartel and installed Isard as their leader. As outraged as the Provisional Council were over that, based on what Wedge told him steam was coming off of Ackbar’s skin when they learned that Fliry Vorru was installed as Thyferra’s Minister of Trade. Cracken was also very upset because the entire NRSF operation had been compromised, and there was a chance that Vorru made things worse than they should have been. I should have foreseen this, he had thought. Vorru struck me as someone who was willing to do anything so long as he ended up on top. That was why he readily agreed to help us, though the prospect of leaving Kessel played a huge factor. Then again, who wouldn’t want to get off Kessel. The fact that Wedge said that Vorru knew they were planning to use him to take Coruscant meant Isard must have known what we were doing, and made arrangements with Vorru well in advance to our arrival on Kessel. Probably another thing Erisi has to pay for. At least we know where they are now. We got three reasons to go after them. No way can we leave Iceheart in charge of the Bacta Cartel. The prices are already going up, and until we can make bacta ourselves, we need to purchase it so we can make more of the ryll-bacta. I promised to free the prisoners, and I always keep my promises. And, Tycho and I have some Rogue Squadron-style justice to deliver to Iceheart and Erisi. Thinking about his squadron brought forth mixed memories. He was able to catch up on what happened during his imprisonment. He was pleased to hear that Gavin was able to learn fast enough to handle Asyr. The fact that he was able to ignore Karka Kre’fey’s insult showed him that Gavin had grown quite a bit since he last saw him. He was also pleased to see Tycho and Winter together. Then there was Diric’s funeral. While many who attended the funeral gave Iella their condolences, they also saw Diric as another one of Isard’s victims. Corran knew both he and Iella deserved better than that, and he intended to make certain Isard gets her due. He was just about to drift off to sleep when his display consoled beeped, indicating a message. He got up to read it, hoping it wasn’t another mission. When he activated the message, he got only one line – Package is on the way – followed by a landing pad number and a time. Corran grinned, for the message meant that Mirax would be arriving tomorrow. “Wonder why General Cracken requested that we meet him on a landing platform?” Gavin asked. “Don’t know, but somehow I don’t think it’s another debriefing or intelligence session,” Wedge answered. “You know anything, Pash,” Inyri asked. “My father told me nothing,” he answered. “And where’s Corran? Ooryl hasn’t seen him since last night.” Wedge didn’t hear any response as their speeders were arriving at the platform. He saw a good number of freighters on it and the nearby platforms. Most of them were boxy tenders, but one of them stuck out – a Baudo-class space yatch. As their speeders got closer, the color scheme became familiar. Then there was the symbol on the hull. No. It can’t be. As soon as he landed, he jumped out and ran towards the ship. Standing in front of the yatch were General Cracken, a Vratix, and a Sullustian. But Wedge barely registered their presences. His eyes and mind were focused on a woman standing next to them. A woman wearing a familiar uniform, and whose hair was in a familiar braid. “Myra!” he called out, using the name he called her when they were kids. She turned upon hearing the familiar name. Seeing who was coming towards her, Mirax returned the favor. “Veggies!” Hugging her fiercely, Wedge picked her up and spun around. By the time he put her down, the other Rogues had caught up. A round of cheers and welcome erupted from the Rogues towards Mirax, Liat Tsayv, and Qlaren Hirf. “I don’t believe it. How did you survive that attack?” Wedge asked. “I didn’t make the last jump to Alderaan,” Mirax said. “I made a different jump. And if you want any more details, you better talk to General Cracken. He was the one who came up with my mission in the first place.” Before Wedge could inquire further, Mirax turned to Tycho. “So, Tycho. If you’re here, that means you were cleared of Corran’s murder.” “And of being a Lusankya agent,” he added. “What?! How?!” Before anyone could answer her, the Rogues heard a familiar snap-hiss and thrum. Wide grins appeared on the Rogues’ faces as they turned to face the figure approaching them. Mirax’s eyes widened as she saw an individual dressed in a hooded brown robe approach them with a silver-bladed lightsaber active. She saw a pendant that seemed familiar somehow. The individual stopped, turned off his lightsaber, and removed his hood. She didn’t remember running. One moment, she felt shock and surprise as she saw Corran standing in front of her. The next, she felt his strong arms across her back, his shoulder on her chin, and tears on her cheeks. Wedge saw the scene and smiled. He had been hoping that Corran and Mirax would get together. As they parted, he saw their eyes and recognized what was there. It was the same thing he’d seen in the eyes of Han and Leia, Tycho and Winter, Avan Beruss and Feylis Ardele, Nawara and Rhysati, and Gavin and Asyr. The next day, the Rogues, Mirax, and Winter were in the same room Corran retrieved the Jedi robes and lightsaber. General Cracken was able to give Mirax a debriefing, and once that was over she learned the truth about Erisi. She already didn’t like her because of the way she threatened to make her business suffer if she didn’t stay away from Corran. Now, she wanted to help Corran in delivering some much-needed punishment to the bacta queen. Corran was hoping Iella would join them, but she declined. Though she was still in mourning over Diric’s death, she was happy to see Mirax was alive, and greatly appreciated Mirax’s condolences. Corran was amazed how different the room looked. Fully lit and cleaned of dust and cobwebs, the place looked more like a new exhibit to the Galactic Museum than a place of desecration. But it’ll still be some time before all the injustices in the room were corrected. He stood before a panel and activated it. The image of Nejaa Halcyon appeared, followed by an image of the Jedi Master and his father as a boy. “I didn’t understand how that could be,” he said. “But I think I do now. This Nejaa Halcyon might have been the Jedi my father knew and befriended.” His hand brushed his good-luck charm – a commemorative medallion with Nejaa Halcyon’s face on it. “That might have been a holo taken at a family gathering. When they made this exhibit, the people in the museum must have seen the holo and drew the wrong conclusion.” He turned to Whistler, who opened his storage compartment. Corran retrieved the ruined medallion and returned it to the display case. He then looked at the others, and they all stood back. He then activated the lightsaber one last time. He looked at the hilt and blade, trying to image how Nejaa Halcyon felt when he used it. Corran had to admit the lightsaber felt good in his hands. He activated the display again to bring up Nejaa Halcyon. “With this lightsaber, you were able to deliver justice to those who needed it most during a time of great conflict. You’d be pleased to know, Master Nejaa Halcyon, that this lightsaber helped to deliver justice to those who needed it one more time. Thank you.” Pressing the button twice, he deactivated the lightsaber and returned it to the display case and its owner. Though for the remainder of the day and the next day Rogue Squadron was off duty, Corran wasn’t able to get some time alone with Mirax. Hearing that Mon Mothma intended to honor Rogue Squadron for their actions, they chose to celebrate as much as they can before the formal festivities: enjoying the nightlife, meeting and catching up with former Rogues. Though Mirax didn’t want to, Wedge and the others persuaded her to be part of the ceremony. As Wedge put it, “You had as much a part in liberating Coruscant and defeating the Krytos plague as any of us had.” Now it was the night before the ceremony, and Corran was walking with Mirax back to her quarters. Corran persuaded Whistler to remain behind at Rogue Squadron headquarters and get an oil bath. When they got there, Corran asked, “Can I come in? We need to talk.” Mirax nodded. Once inside, Mirax faced Corran and asked, “What is it?” “When I realized Tycho was innocent, I thought back to what I said. About how I knew he was guilty. I know now why I felt that way. With all those security measures in place, my mind had every right to be suspicious of Tycho. Yet, my instincts told me that he could be trusted, and my father and grandfather always told me to follow my instincts.” “Good advice.” Corran smiled. “It created a conflict within me that kept from seeing and acknowledging the truth about Tycho. This conflict did the same thing to another matter.” He looked at Mirax directly in her soft, brown eyes. “I told myself, back at Noquivzor, that we may become friendly enemies. Maybe even friends. But you were a smuggler first and foremost, and I had to keep that in mind. “As we performed our missions on Coruscant, we became good friends, but it wasn’t until I heard you were dead that I realized my feelings for you were beyond that. And with that revelation I realized you were probably as devastated over my death as I was over yours.” As he said this, he approached Mirax, who in turn approached him. “You’re right, Corran. More than you realize.” “If anything, I’ve learned to trust and follow my instincts in certain matters more than my mind.” Both of them were hugging each other and pressing their bodies close to each other. “Mirax.” “Corran.” Together, they said, “I love you.” The tension that had been building in the room burst forth as they felt each others’ lips on their own. As they broke their kiss, Mirax was very aware of not only her physical reactions, but Corran’s. Smiling mischievously at him, she said, “Since I have your complete and undivided attention…” This elicited a blush on Corran’s face. “I have something to show you.” Corran stood and watched as Mirax turned around and started to fiddle with her flightsuit. The next thing he knew, Mirax had undone her suit and lowered it enough to leave her shoulder blades and upper back mostly bare. Then he noted something on her left shoulder blade – a red serpentine creature. “What’s with the tattoo?” She turned her head so she was looking back at him while she pulled up her flight suit. With a dangerous smile on her face that made its way into her voice, she said, “You’re not the first man who wants to seduce me, Corran. The ones who tried thought that by getting on my good side they would be getting on my father’s. I got this tattoo so I could deliver a message to them – first get on my good side. And if you don’t, don’t worry about what my father might do to you. Worry about what I’m going to do.” Over Mirax’s wicked chuckle, he said, “I think Erisi should have thought of that in the first place.” He then joined Mirax, who had turned around, and gave her another hug. “I’ve already seen how you are against stormtroopers, so I know how dangerous you can be. As for fearing you, the only connection between you and fear is the fear of losing you, and thanks to Iceheart and Erisi I felt that. So I have nothing to fear from you, Mirax.” He gave her another long kiss. When he broke away, he said, “I realized something. Erisi tried to arrange your death once. When they learn of your role in creating the rylca, she, Iceheart, and a lot of Thyferrans are going to want to get you.” Looking at Corran’s eyes, Mirax said, “So?” “That being the case, as a former officer of Corellian Security Force, I believe I should take you into protective custody, Miss Terrik.” Placing her right index finger on Corran’s breastbone, she pushed him away. “Just one minute there, CorSec. I have three problems with that.” Corran, suddenly feeling he made a mistake, gulped. “First off, you’re no longer a part of CorSec, and I’m still a smuggler. I’m not looking to be placed under arrest or taken into custody. Secondly, I’ve been capable of taking care of myself for a long time. Don’t think because we’re together I need you to watch over me twenty-four hours a day.” Her face was a hard mask, but it was now softening, and a smile was forming. “Third of all, you’re not exactly in a position to give me protection: presumed dead twice; flying with Rogue Squadron on dangerous missions. You can be certain the danger’s going to increase when you go after Iceheart. And speaking of her, she probably wants your head on a platter after all the trouble you caused her.” Corran had to acknowledge Mirax made some good points. She was approaching him again with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “Under those circumstances, I think it would better if I were to take you into protective custody.” Their laughter filled the room as they hugged again. “I think,” Corran said, “in this case, we should take each other into protective custody.” “I can agree to that. But we have to negotiate on the conditions.” “Not now. Later.” When she pushed him away, he got a glimpse of a certain room. Now that they were together, he was slowly guiding both of them to her bedroom. “If I’m taking you into protective custody, I have to make certain you’re not carrying anything dangerous. Other than your wit, your beauty, and that tattoo.” Starting to get an idea where they were heading and where this conversation was going, Mirax began to smile seductively. “I take it I have to make certain you’re not carrying anything dangerous, other than your handsome looks, strong will, and personality.” “Mmm-hmm. And to do that, I have to perform a search. Or in this case, a strip-search.” Mirax’s eyes flashed, and her smile widened. Licking her lips seductively, she said, “I should protest, but I assume I get to strip-search you as well. That sounds fair to me. But I’ve never done that before, so I guess I’ll be following your lead.” Licking his lips in anticipation, all Corran said was, “Mmm-hmm. And I’m certain you’re a fast learner.” Mirax felt her lower legs come in contact with her bed, so she fell back onto her bed with her arms extended above her head, allowing Corran to see every curve of her body. As Corran came down on top of her, and right before he locked her lips with his own, she said in a sexy voice, “Take me into custody, Corsex.” -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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RosyRedFinguredDawn Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 12/9/03 12:35pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	He he he. That was great. It really pulled everything together. I epecially like your treatment of Corran. Definiatly write more of the Rouges. Thanks. ~Rosy -----signature----- Through the New Dawn -Complete- Valin Halcyon into Hal Horn http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=12224235&replies=2 Compost Happens Therefore, Recycle
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_3MD_PsychoSniper Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 12/9/03 1:10pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	[image=http://www.ceruleanstud ios.com/images/icons/woot.gif] [image=http://www.ceruleanstud ios.com/images/icons/woot.gif] That was amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW is all I can say. -----signature----- This is my old username. My new one is Wes_Janson NJO sucks worse than anything before it, even Planet of Twilight. NJO should be flamed from existence
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Tahi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/9/03 1:30pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Wow! You've put a lot of thought into this one, JA. I'm really impressed with the way you tied all the bits together, not just with Tycho and Corran but with all the characters. Your knowledge of the RS books is marvellous. I especially liked the way you wrote Corran, and I loved this bit: He looked at the hilt and blade, trying to image how Nejaa Halcyon felt when he used it. Corran had to admit the lightsaber felt good in his hands. He activated the display again to bring up Nejaa Halcyon. “With this lightsaber, you were able to deliver justice to those who needed it most during a time of great conflict. You’d be pleased to know, Master Nejaa Halcyon, that this lightsaber helped to deliver justice to those who needed it one more time. Thank you.” Pressing the button twice, he deactivated the lightsaber and returned it to the display case and its owner. I liked it because it depicts Corran's voice really well, and also because it builds up a nice bit of dramatic irony for those who know how later in IJ, Corran finds out the truth about Halcyon. I enjoyed your explanation of the way they used Emtrey - yours goes way beyond the books. Nice bit of analysis. Another thing that impressed me was the way you wrote Cracken. I think this is the best characterisation of him I've seen because you show Cracken's dilemma as Head of Security and Intell. Not the sort of job for the faint-hearted. Nice little scene at the end, too. Great work, my friend. -----signature----- "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1 Master to THE_PIED_PIPER
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padawan lunetta Registered: May '99	Date Posted: 12/9/03 1:52pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13 - Date Edited: 12/9/03 1:53pm (1 edits total) Edited By: padawan lunetta
	Ohhh excellent start! I love how you write Corran and Mirax, and the reunions were awesome. Can't wait for more! Wait, it's just a one poster...noooo! -----signature----- Moldy Oldbie in search of a gimer stick. "Whoa, is my hair out?" Jacen\Jysella Forever!!!
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CodeName_Targeter Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 12/9/03 5:09pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Awesome! Really nice little story. I especially loved the prank that Corran played on the rest of the Rouges. ^_^ :~:Targeter:~: :Explosion Girl: BOOM!*: -----signature----- XWFC: Wraith Leader and Senator - Starfighter Draft Winner Ravenclaw ftw! Doppleganger of Suzuki_Akira and Vod'ika to Valin_Halcyon
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RebelMom Title: TFF Secretary Registered: Apr '00	Date Posted: 12/10/03 2:18pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	I love filler stories. I think take me into custody was my favorite line. -----signature----- Short Story: Pressure Point http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26961243/p1/?7 Jacen Solo and Anakin Skywalker - as it should have been. TFF: Cheryl
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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 12/10/03 8:58pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Rosy - Happy you liked it. Corran and I like to look at things analytically. Psycho - I can tell from the animation that you're a happy camper. Maybe should check my other fanfic, a finalist for the Most Underrated Fanfic award. Tahi - That was the one thing that made this fanfic easy. Corran's history's already a blown datafile. I'm also glad you like the ending. padawan - Sorry. It's just a one-poster. Targeter - I'm hoping it outdid the prank he pulled in Rogue Squadron. You want more of Corran, go Mcheck my other fanfic, a finalist for the Most Underrated Fanfic award. Rebelmom - I figured that would be the best way to end this fanfic. Perhaps the only way someone who escaped from Lusankya to actually be happy being "taken into custody" again. Makes you wonder about Tycho and Winter, eh? <snickers> -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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Rogue_of-Peace Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 12/10/03 10:05pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	I too love fillers. Good work! -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10933644&replies=17 ]
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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 12/11/03 8:25pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Thanks Rogue. -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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LumiKuningatar Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 12/12/03 8:25am Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	stunned silence WOW Absolutely wonderfully written... al I can say is WOW -----signature----- Tell a man there are 400 billion stars and he'll believe you, tell a man that a bench is wet and he'll have to touch it... Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam. It's a bird, no wait a plane.. damn.. it IS a b
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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 12/13/03 10:07am Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Thanks, Lumi. You should check out my other fanfic. Corran's in there too. -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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LumiKuningatar Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 12/13/03 12:11pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	oh, I most definately will -----signature----- Tell a man there are 400 billion stars and he'll believe you, tell a man that a bench is wet and he'll have to touch it... Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam. It's a bird, no wait a plane.. damn.. it IS a b
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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 12/31/03 9:24pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Happy New Year!! While I'm here, I'd like to ask you for your opinion. Do you think I should submit this fanfic to the TF.N fan fiction archives? -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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JAGSGURL15 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 1/1/04 12:54pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	MMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMM MMMMMMM that was awesome i espescially loved the ending!!! -----signature----- Mush Queen of TKL's LOMIN ALE WRAITHS Living In DE'NILE i <3 JJ REDICK ~&NY YANKEES&~ (((DUKE BLUE DEVILS)))
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JediAlly Registered: Oct '00	Date Posted: 1/4/04 11:31pm Subject: RE: Liberty and Custody (EU, Rogue Squadron, concurrent with The Krytos Trap) PG-13
	Thanks JAGSGURL. Might I interest you in checking out my other fanfic. Corran's mentioned in ther too. -----signature----- A Gathering of Light - new site: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798221 Liberty and Custody: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=14219579 Solo Rogue Jedi: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/15798533
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