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Beyond - Legends An End to a War (J/TK, J/J, A/T) Ch. 13 UP 9/22/2013 Jag's Self Loathing

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  1. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Reposting this fic for now, will axe if the old stories reappear. Note, word processor still macros Jedi into JedI no matter what I do.
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dramatis Personae
    Jacen Solo
    Tenel Ka Chume Ta’Djo
    Rayne Chief of the Guard.
    Adimine - Minister of Agriculture
    Audre - Minister of the Treasury
    Borghilde - Minister of Health
    Gunvor - Minister of War/Defense
    Hulda - Minister of Intelligence
    Ida - Minister of Commerce
    Ingrid - Tenel Ka’s Chief of Staff
    Runa - Minister of Justice
    Vendla- Director of Refugee Programs          

    “Your highness, we should-”

    “I decide when we leave, we will leave before too long Ingrid.” Tenel Ka interrupted. Ingrid sighed, having served the previous two queens, she had known that she wouldn’t be able to persuade Tenel Ka to leave now. She hadn’t been able to convince her parents to do anything for the sake of political expediency, much less her grandmother. Ingrid fought an involuntary shudder. Her predecessor had been in league with the attempted coup shortly after Tenel Ka lost her arm. Treason was a capital crime, but the way Ta’a Chume had her executed was something she would never forget.

    “Yes your highness but-”

    “But we have many issues within our territorial borders that require your attention.” Gunvor interrupted. Gunvor was the sole male in Tenel Ka’s cabinet, he had also served in the Hapan Army for Thirty five years. As a result he had little or no concern for civilian matters. Tenel Ka gave him an impatient glare.

    “Gunvor, my current directives to our fleet and army commanders will hold for at the very least a week. We will be home again with days to spare. For the time being, I have a personal issue that I wish to take care of, do not disturb me for the next three hours. That goes for you as well Rayne” she said and strode purposely away from them. When they were out of sight Tenel Ka breathed a sigh of relief. She had not been alone for three years now, even the privacy of her bed chambers or personal quarters were monitored at all time by the guard.

    “You are never alone here.” Tenel Ka nearly jumped when Jacen’s voice spoke to her.

    “You know, that is seriously disturbing when you use my likeness.” The real Jacen said. The ‘other’ Jacen gave him an annoyed expression and shimmered, becoming a twelve year old child with blond hair and blue eyes. Jacen frowned slightly but let it go.

    “Very well Jacen, I bid you farewell.” the boy said. Tenel Ka frowned at the image, it reminded her of Master Skywalker somehow. Jacen’s smile was strained.

    “Good bye Sekot.” he said as the image faded. He let out an annoyed grunt. “That image brings up to many issues.” he muttered.

    “Whose image was that?” Tenel Ka asked. Jacen glanced at her.

    “Anakin Skywalker.” he told her. One of Tenel Ka’s eyebrows arched high on her brow.

    “I had never considered Darth Vader as a child.” she said. Jacen snorted.

    “Or Ta’a Chume?” he retorted. She gave him an amused look.

    “They still sell holos of her as a young woman on Hapes, as well as some of my more ‘illustrious ancestors’” Tenel Ka said. Jacen stared for a second and then shook his head.

    "That is way more disturbing than when Sekot uses my image.” he observed. He took in her appearance.

    “Still wearing Rancor hide.” he observed. Tenel Ka frowned.

    “Did you think I would change?” Jacen shrugged.

    “A lot of things have changed.” he said uneasily as Tenel Ka’s expression grew disappointed.

    “Not everything.” she said and stepped closer.
    “Some things will always remain.” she said, laying her hand on his jaw line. Jacen was surprised enough that he almost didn’t react when Tenel Ka abruptly kissed him. Fortunately there was enough Han Solo in him for him to put his arms around her upper back and lower waist and respond to her kiss. When they eventually pulled away they simply stared into each other’s eyes.
    “I missed you dearly.” Tenel Ka eventually said. Jacen broke eye contact, more than a little ashamed.

    “I’m sorry I-”

    “I know, and I don’t blame you, I didn’t make much effort to reconnect when you returned from the . . . Dead.” she said. Jacen nodded.

    “I know, I actually thought I was dead for a long time.” he said. Tenel Ka’s hand gripped the back of his neck as she hugged him tightly. He hugged her and then gently broke the embrace.
    “Hey, its all in the past.” he said to reassure her.

    “And what do you plan to do now?” she asked. Jacen almost told her exactly what he told Jaina earlier, but it was Tenel Ka and she deserved to know.

    “Honestly I really don’t know. I told my family, and well anyone else who asked that I’d wander here and there searching for the Force.” he said. Tenel Ka smiled.

    “That is definitely something you would have wanted to do before the war. But-”

    “But the person I was is gone.” Jacen said a little more bluntly than Tenel Ka would have like.
    “Not entirely.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen frowned.

    “I’ve never directly lied to you, and I don’t intend to start, I want you to come to Hapes with me.” she said. Jacen took a step back, out of surprise more than anything else, Tenel Ka knew.

    “We are both different people now.” he said.

    “You are not terribly different Jacen, if anything you look and act more like Han than when we were children. And I have changed as well.”

    “I have a ship-”

    “Bring it, at the very least we will have a vacation, a well deserved vacation.” Tenel Ka said.
    “since you don’t have anything planned yet.” she said.
    “And I would be lying if I pretended I didn’t have designs on you.” Jacen’s opposition crumbled. He sighed and then chuckled lightly.

    “Alright you got me there. How long a vacation were you thinking of.”

    “Sixty years?” Jacen blinked and stared at her. Tenel Ka eventually relented.
    “A joke Jacen.” He continued to stare and then began to laugh.

    “A Joke!” he said with his booming laugh. He sobered.
    “but not completely a joke.” he said. Tenel Ka nodded. He started back toward the landing field, taking Tenel Ka’s arm as he did.
    “Lets tell Uncle Luke three months to start, I can’t take an indefinite vacation.” he said.

    “He’d probably allow a year, or even five if you asked for it.” She murmured. Jacen glanced at her.

    “You won’t get a year or five off. Why should I expect that?” he said.

    “You are not Queen of the Hapan Consortium.” Jacen smiled at her directness.    

    “Jacen Solo.” Ingrid observed. “Indeed.” Tenel Ka said. Gunvor was happy to stay out of this conversation, Tenel Ka noted.

    “What sort of guest shall the guard treat him?” Rayne asked. Tenel Ka gave her a glance.

    “Do not ask questions you already know the answer to.” she admonished. She gave Ingrid a glare.
    “I will broke no interference.” she said. Ingrid nodded.

    “The propagation of the Royal bloodline has always been the affair of the Queen.” she observed. Tenel Ka frowned at her.

    “I am not presently in the intention of producing an heir, at least not now.” she said.

    “In that case which quarters should we provide for him?” Rayne asked. Tenel Ka considered.

    “Give him the quarters attached to mine, and disengage the locks between them.” she told her. Ingrid decided that further discussion was useless, and a potential hazard to herself.

    “The Ministers are prepare for holoconference when we arrive.” Tenel Ka nodded.

    “I would prefer to begin this as quickly as possible.” she said.

    “They are already waiting.” Ingrid told her.

    “I was aware.” Tenel Ka said.
    “My personal concerns could not wait, as selfish as that sounds.”

    “Definitely does.” Gunvor said.

    “He was about to convince himself that he needed to go on a multi year search for Force lore.”

    “You saying he didn’t?” Gunvor asked. Tenel Ka glared.

    “On what basis do you question my decisions.” she demanded, for once allowing her annoyance and mild anger show in her voice. Gunvor was unimpressed, the reason she had appointed him was that he would voice his opinions without censure or obedience to other’s wishes.

    “Men who return from war try to find a way to reintegrate into their previous lives, but this man lost family, was a prisoner of war, tortured physically and psychologically. Going away for a long time was his immediate way of coping with what happened to him.”

    “He did not require much convincing to change his plans.” Tenel Ka said. Gunvor gave her a tired- patient look.

    “Do you seriously think any man your age would not want to spend a vacation with you?” Gunvor said.

    “You are out of line.” Ingrid told him. Tenel Ka made a dismissive gesture at her.

    “He is in his position because he is willing to make his positions clear. Though in this case, his input is not desired.” she said. Gunvor stared defiantly.

    “He hasn’t had a break or real time to recover, so he has either been tempered by his experience, or . . . He could be a walking time bomb . . . Who is telekinetic.” Gunvor said.

    “What makes you qualified to make that judgment?” Ingrid said.

    “35 years of dealing with men who have experience war.” Gunvor countered.
    “Even the strongest men crack, and I’ve seen men crack under far less than happened to Jacen Solo. He is a potential threat.” Gunvor emphasized.

    “As am I.” Tenel Ka told him.

    “And we have contingencies if the monarch becomes insane, even for your abilities.” he said. Rayne bristled. Tenel Ka held up a hand to forestall the explosion Rayne was prepared to unleash.

    “I am aware of that Gunvor, and I have always known about the mad monarch contingencies. Jacen does not pose much more risk than the Consortium already has concerning me. And before me for at least five generations the Monarch has been mildly Force Sensitive.” That statement drew their attention.

    “Wait, Nika’rosh was . . .”

    “Yes, though she was never a Jedi, Jedi are not the only group of Force Sensitives aside from the Sith.” Gunvor grunted.

    “Well it doesn’t matter much then, though it still leaves you with whatever psychological baggage he has.”

    “I am not without my own problems.” Tenel Ka said.

    “You were not captured, tortured, . . .or whatever else they did to him. I saw that man meditating without a shirt, scars like that come from prolonged torture.” Gunvor said. Tenel Ka felt her stomach sink as she recalled the pain she had felt from Jacen before he vanished, two years ago.

    “I knew that Gunvor, I and his family could feel what they were doing to him before he was . . .blocked from the Force.” Gunvor stared her down and then nodded.

    “Very well my Queen, I will not continue my reservations.” he said. He glanced at the viewport.

    “We’ve arrived anyway.” he said. Tenel Ka followed his gaze, seeing the assembled Marines and Spacers. She frowned.

    “Very well . . . Gunvor, for the future leave orders that a Royal boarding ceremony is no longer necessary outside of the Cluster.”

    “They will ignore it but very well my Queen.”      

    “You changed your mind.” Leia said. Jacen shrugged.

    “Tenel Ka was persuasive.” he said.

    “Come on Leia, kid deserves a vacation.” Han said. Jaina snorted.

    “We all do, Dad, but what does Tenel Ka really want out of him?” Jaina asked rhetorically. Jacen frowned at her.

    “First you think I’m nuts for wanting to delve the mysteries of the Force . . .” Han rolled his eyes
    “ . . . But wanting to spend a vacation with Tenel Ka somehow has convoluted motives. Make up your mind.”

    “I think it’s a good idea.” Han said.

    “You just want to be a grandpa.” Jaina retorted. Jacen and Leia both gave her varying glares of annoyance.

    “Hey! Han Solo is never going to be anyone’s Grandpa!” Han said.

    “So if I have a children, their rotten old Grandpa . . .”

    “Jaina!” Leia said in a warning tone.
    “Tenel Ka is you friend, one you have wronged more than once.” she said. Jaina withered slightly.

    “True, so how do we know this isn’t some sort of revenge-”

    “Your not fooling me Jaina, I know better, and you know better.” Jacen said sternly. Leia and Han exchanged glances.
    “Jaina appears to think I can be manipulated like I used to be. Whatever happens between myself and Tenel Ka is our business, not yours, I do not require nudges in the form of reverse psychology. Beside, I can convince Jag in 3 or 4 minutes that he shouldn’t let you out of his sight. I might even do that.”

    “Hey lets not get too extreme. Tenel Ka is one thing, I mean definitely a keeper, but keep Jag out of this outfit, he’s just bad news.” Han said. Jaina almost screamed her reply.

    “The hell he is! That’s it, I’m finding Jag and I’ll leave what I’ll do next to your imagination Dad!”

    “Jaina get back here!” Leia demanded futilely and then began to chase her. Jacen glance at Han. “

    Thanks for the support Dad.” he said.

    “No problem, If you want to bag a Queen I say go for it.” Jacen frowned.

    “Dad this isn’t about-”

    “I know Sprout, it wasn’t that way with your mother, well after the first couple months anyway.” Jacen gave him a perturbed glance.

    “Dad, I honestly am going there for vacation.”

    “A vacation with a tall, athletic red head, who is probably my best bet for becoming Grandpa.” Han deadpanned. Jacen sighed.

    “Worst part is Jaina still thinks she got the manipulative genes from Mom.” Han gave him his ‘who me’ look.

    “Oh stuff it Dad.”

    “Name the first boy after me.”

    “Watch it old man.”        

    “This will be our last War meeting. As such Gunvor will begin.”

    “Very well your Highness. Our casualty list for the Battle of Coruscant is complete to this date.” he said with a pained expression.
    “We lost forty capital ships and thousands of Marines, Soldier and pilots. Or numbers are three hundred thousand dead, another hundred fifty thousand wounded, mostly ground troops. There are also ten thousand unaccounted for, likely KIAs again mostly ground troops.” Gunvor stopped and looked at his Queen and the holo.

    “Personally, I’m very pleased with the outcome, We arrived with four hundred ships and five million troops. Our loses were incredibly light. Especially compared to the Corellian contingent.” several of Cabinet snorted. The Centerpoint disaster was three years old now, but Hapans still remained suspicious of the Corellian Government. Tenel Ka cleared her throat.

    “I believe an assessment of our total war losses is in order. Gunvor please continue.” The expressions on all of the Cabinet was grim. Gunvor’s actually went a little pale.

    “Up to this battle, the majority of our engagements had been very costly. Our prewar strength consisted of a little over two thousand ship, primarily Eight generation Battle Dragons with a decent flank of Nova Cruisers. The majority of these prewar ships were destroyed, along with almost all of our Hornet fighters. We never truly had a prewar ground force, only sixty or so regiment sized units.”

    “Why were we so poorly prepared?” Adimine asked. Gunvor narrowed his eyes.

    “We were over prepared, We have never fought outside of the Cluster before this war. The Stellography of the Cluster allowed us to annihilate invaders en echelon long before they could reach our inhabited star systems. One of the reasons we did so well against the Empire was that their Navigation systems didn’t have accurate enough maps of the cluster, and kept slamming into stars they didn’t know about.” Gunvor explained tersely. The Minister of Agriculture nodded. Gunvor continued.
    “During the war we built Ten thousand ships, mostly 8-10th Generation Battle Dragons, some of our shipbuilding facilities couldn’t build newer models, as well as Nova Cruisers and our New Nest Carriers. The Wasp fighters were developed and faired much better against Coralskippers than our Hornets did. Our Army currently composes of sixteen Army Groups. Totaling a little less than a Billion soldiers” He said.
    “Total war losses includes three thousand ships, losing 25 million crewmen and our troop losses were especially heavy, totaling 40 million dead and more than 20 million maimed or crippled.” Gunvor glanced at his Queen, who held herself tightly under control, but displayed the pain she felt in the white knuckles and strained expression. The Cabinet members were all visibly pale. Gunvor regretted that he had to deliver a final blow.
    “85 percent of the casualties were male.” this statement caused surprise across all the Cabinet members and especially the Queen.

    “How is this so?” she asked. Gunvor visibly drooped.
    “The Army, nearly all of them were male to begin with, it largely existed to give escape outlets to . . . Less traditionally minded males and to prevent the Nika’Rosh from recruiting them. When the war began we needed battle ready troops. Our Cluster was in imminent danger, and Hapan Men answered that call.” Gunvor declared fiercely. He calmed slightly.
    “Our Navy and Strafighter Forces were split roughly half as were our casualties, the Marine contingents on Ship were almost all male however.” he said. Borghilde looked stricken.

    “In other words, the cluster is short 55 million men.” she said. The Cabinet exchanged dire glances. The Cluster’s population dynamics had always been unstable. The Male population on the clusters worlds ranged as low as 30% to as high as 45%. The high competiveness for males was one of the primary reasons Hapan women were known to be highly aggressive and underhanded. Runa openly blanched.

    “The loss of that many men especially to that age range . . .”

    “Yes.” Borghilde said.

    “Please enlighten those of us who are not as familiar with what this signifies.” Audre said. Borghilde glance around the room and then at her Queen’s image.

    “We lost 55 million military aged males, more likely than not, the vast majority were between 18 and 30 years old. This means that the elder generation, and the children too young to fight will be somewhat unaffected. This war however interrupted the usual life cycle for all Hapans. Men were already a fought over commodity for our young women, but if you take that many out of the equation, then we have a situation where many women will be competing over a single man where before the war it might have been two or three. At the previous level certain . . Agreements could be made . . .” she said with a glance at Audre. The others were well aware that the two had made an agreement over a desired man, the result of which left their respective children half siblings. Their agreement had been at times vicious, though in time it became a beneficial deal, though they would always seek leverage over the other because of it.
    “ . . . But this leaves us open to a number of undesirable scenarios, including partial population collapse.” Runa nodded firmly, indicating she was more concerned about the population collapse aspect.

    “There are also the Refugees.” Vendla added. Gunvor shot that down.

    “A lot of them will eventually leave, and they have the same problem, the New Republic and Corellians recruited heavily from them for their Armies and Fleets, before and after they arrived here. Depending on where they were deployed and when, they could have even worse casualty rates.” Vendla shrunk a bit.

    “Very well, Audre? Ida?” Tenel Ka said, ending the conversation before it got worse. The Treasury and Commerce Ministers exchanged glances. Audre started.

    “The War certainly strained our economy, but in reality it really hurt us in resources. Fortunately there are enough uninhabited worlds and asteroid clusters that the hits can be counteracted. We’re going to pull out ahead actually, our sea based technologies are more suited to humans than Mon Cals, and the Corellians are competitive enough with them that they licensed a lot of our technology for their recovery. Our stabilization systems for our ship lasers was licensed by the Republic and the Imperial Remnant.” Audre concluded. Ida nodded and spoke.

    “Our commerce was effectively halted to the Corporate sector and we suffered serious losses commercially, but not much in material and shipping. The gravity traps kept our shipping pined to the cluster. Fortunately we’ve never had much in the way of commerce outside the cluster. It was a strain with the refugees, but our agricultural worlds were able to keep the cluster fed . . . Barely.” she said. Tenel Ka nodded.


    “So far we have no indications of hostile acts. The Peace Brigade never truly threatened action against us, and Vong holdouts are well outside our sphere of influence. Our domestic issues were largely put on hold for the war. Our usual pirate problems were halted, it appears they ran afoul of Vong and our fleet successively. From an intelligence standpoint however we have new liabilities, the Refugees and the outsiders we recruited are a potential spy base.” Tenel Ka glanced expectantly at Adimine.

    “This year’s crop will have a large surplus.” Adimine said with a smile on her face, glad she could for the first time not have to report shortages due to war. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “Very well, I shall be taking a personal Vacation take the time with your staffs to create workable solutions to our problems. We shall meet again in three months.” she said. She glanced at Gunvor.

    “You neglected to tell them when our troops and Sailors can return home.” she said. He nodded.

    “Our ships will be involve with clearing out remaining holds in a 50 parsec sphere around the cluster. Our troops will have to garrison for at least the better part of a year, but the majority of our troops will be able to return home in six months.” he said. She nodded.

    “Good, like the others work with your staff and find workable solutions for our post war needs.” Gunvor nodded and left the compartment.

    “Your Highness . . .”

    “My mind is made up, I will tolerate no interference.” Tenel Ka told Ingrid.

    “He is not Hapan.”

    “Neither am I, not fully anyway. And neither will millions, if not billions of children born during my reign.” Tenel Ka said. Ingrid had a disturbed look.
    “Change comes Ingrid, our ancestors may have hidden from the galaxy for millennia, but we no longer can.” Tenel Ka told her.

    “But you are the Queen.”

    “I am, and I have sacrifice more than care to. I will not relinquish this.”

    “Very well, I will find a way to make this decision palatable.” Ingrid said.

    “No. I am Queen. I decide not the common people.” she said.
    “Instead worry about how badly the people will be affected.” Tenel Ka told her. Ingrid frowned.


    “Our population has always been precariously balance between possessiveness and practicality. Losing this many Males takes out the balance. We could have a very serious problem when the people realize this.” Tenel Ka said, getting up and walking out the door.

    “Find me solutions!” Ingrid’s shoulders sagged as her Queen left.    

    Tenel Ka was on the border between livid and despair. If the doors to the Queen’s Cabin weren’t automated she would have slammed them shut. In the privacy of her quarters she finally reacted to Gunvor’s report. She covered her eyes with her hand, trying to fight back tears. 65 million dead. She had known on some level that the casualties would be borderline atrocious, but this was beyond what she expected She had felt the mass casualties when they happened. Had she not been trained by the JedI she might have been overwhelmed as her mother had by the death. Hapans were human, but only in the fact they were an offshoot of humanity. After three thousand years of almost complete genetic isolation, the speciation that was as yet in progress. It was also the reason she was an only child. The Hapans had diverged enough that it was a minor miracle that she had been conceived or born at all. Genetically, Tenel Ka knew she existed in the gray area between being a hybrid or merely mixed race. But in this war she had been very Hapan, and by result felt Hapan deaths more deeply. Her training had help greatly, but there had been times the deaths were near overwhelming. And she could not pretend her judgment was always clear and unclouded. Tenel Ka took her time, trying to calm herself with controlled breathing.

    “You alright?” Mildly startled she slowly turned to face Jacen. He stood wearing his jumpsuit with his sleeves knotted around his waist. Tenel Ka had known enough of Jacen’s habits to know that he had been meditating.

    “I’m sorry if I interrupted your meditation.” Tenel Ka heard herself say.

    “Not really, you are far from the most grieved person on this ship, let alone the system.” Jacen said glancing out the massive bay viewport. He jerked his head at his former Home world.
    “And its much harder when you have that to look at.” he said turning to face it. Tenel Ka looked as well. Coruscant was as yet a ruin. A Grey ball of metal thinly covered with green, laced with angry fiery lines of lava.

    “I forgot that this was home for you.” she said. Jacen gave a silent snort.

    “Never again.” he said in a voice devoid of any discernable emotion. Tenel Ka placed her hand on his back.
    “I’m sorry Jacen.” he turned and gave her a small grin.

    “Don’t be, I’m a Solo, a child of the Galaxy.” he said. She frowned. He sighed. “Sorry, I guess I was burying more of my emotions than I thought.” he said.

    “We all have.” she replied. He glanced at her.

    “Its okay to cry, I won’t think less of you.” he said. Tenel Ka’s eyes teered and she gave him a betrayed look. Jacen lifted a hand and stared at the banded scars that covered nearly ever inch of his torso, arms and legs.
    “I’ve done so for much more selfish reasons.” he said softly.

    “Jacen, you were being tortured.” she protested.

    “True. But I’ve been selfish in other ways too.” He said.
    “Ganner, Zonoma Sekot . . .” he said and then glanced at her.
    “You.” she frowned.

    “You speak of Danni Quee.” she said. Jacen sighed.

    “Danni wanted something more than I was able to give. She had feelings for me, and for a while I thought I did, but I didn’t.” Jacen said. He glanced at her at last.
    “Tenel Ka, you grieve for your people, that is nothing to be ashamed of. My problems are almost purely personal.” he said. She nodded.

    “Today I was informed of our casualty totals.” she told him. He nodded.
    “65 million.” she added. Jacen leaned his head back. He turned and pulled her into a hug.

    “It’s alright. They were casualties you could not avoid. They were ably lead, and died gloriously for a righteous cause.” he told her.

    “I know, I just can not-” Tenel Ka said through her tears.

    “Yeah.” Jacen said, holding her. Jacen shifted on his feet, he still had a few bruises beyond the cracked rib and whatever contusions and minor fractures. he received from Shimmra and Onimi, he was ignoring them for now. He still felt them as he grimaced. Tenel Ka lifted her head.

    “You are still injured from the battle?” she said sharply. Jacen blinked at the 180 in her attention.

    “Just a bruised rib.” he told her.
    “I think maybe a bruised bone here and there.” Tenel Ka took the time to look at his torso.

    “You thought?” she said slightly incredulously. Tentatively she touched the angry red-blue bruise on his side.

    “Well they can’t mar me anymore then they already have.” he said lightly. Tenel Ka, looked at his scars and gave him a dismayed glance.

    “I wish . . .” she started and then stopped when he shifted on his feet again. She then gave him an expectant look.

    “I might have . . . Hurt my femur a little, not a break, just a little stressing on the bone.” Tenel ka managed a slight chuckle.

    “Jacen sit down.” she said, pulling him to her bunk. Settling on the sheets she pulled his arm over her shoulder and returned her gaze to Coruscant.
    “I’m sorry I could not meet you when you escaped.” she told him.

    “I’m sorry I let Vergere prevent me from kissing you good bye.” He responded. Tenel Ka smiled and leaned her head into his shoulder and lower jaw.

    “We corrected that already.” she told him. He nodded.

    “I can’t pretend anything can make up for the lost time, or lives . . .” Jacen said, Tenel Ka drew her head back and looked at him.
    “ . . . But living miserably will not bring them back.” He told her. She smiled and returned her head to its resting place.

    “Your right Jacen.” she murmured. HE chuckled.

    “So what did you have in mind for this vacation you wanted me to take with you?” he asked.
  2. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    I know that you just kind of wagged the numbers of casualties in this chapter, but they are truly staggering. Profic did nothing to address the loss of TRILLIONS of people and hundreds of worlds destroyed by the Vong, and I applaud your efforts to take this on. As an aside, I've been stalking your J/TK stories for the better part of a year, and don't think anyone writes their relationship better than you do. But, for the love of all that is holy, PLEASE finish this one!
  3. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Glad you are reading SiouFan. Its simple fact wars are not gotten over in a year or decades, or even centuries. One of the best examples is the Greek City state of Thespiae, which completely lost their contingint in three seperate major battles during the pelopenisian war. each battle took place about 20 years after the other, wiping out a third of the citie's hoplites. After the third lost battle, their military strength was so depleted that Thebes seiged, sacked and demolished the city placing the inhabitants into slavery.

    Tenel Ka’s eyes snapped open as she woke.

    We fell asleep. She realized as she became aware of the male arms that held her. She lifted her head off of Jacen’s chest. Jacen was lightly snoring, deeply asleep. She quickly replayed the last events she could remember.
    Jacen had been more beat-up and nek-tired than she had realized, and found him starting to nod off mid conversation. It wasn’t like she wasn’t tired herself, so they ended up napping together on her bed. She started to shift but then stopped, realizing her right leg was intertwined with his leg.

    Correction, I fell asleep on him. Tenel Ka mentally chided, slowly drawing a finger across one of his numerous scars. Jacen grunted, deep and rumbling before abruptly waking. He lifted his head and look at her. For once Tenel Ka had no clue what to say or do. Jacen seemed to be in the same quandary.

    “Uh . . . Hey!” Jacen said in a forced suave tone. Tenel Ka smiled, ducking her head down and chuckling against Jacen’s chest.

    “Hey yourself.” Tenel Ka replied, raising herself up to kiss him before settling back against his shoulder, feeling his grip around her shoulders tighten.

    “Sorry I could only offer a . . . snuggle.” Jacen said, more than a little chagrined.
    Tenel Ka chuckled against his neck.

    “It is fine Jacen, I would rather have you at top condition.” she said. She then frowned.
    “We’re about to be interrupted.” she said.

    “Your head guard.” Jacen said. He chuckled. “She’s afraid of you?” he said laughing lightly.

    “She’s more afraid that she is interrupting . . . Queen making.” Tenel Ka said.

    “If I wasn’t so bruised, and it didn’t hurt so much when I breathe, we might have been.” He chuckled only to find an annoyed glance his way.

    “Do not downplay injuries again.” Tenel Ka said in an aggravated tone. Jacen nodded.

    “I promise.” he said.

    “Do not, If you do again, I will punish you.” Tenel Ka said, her voice angry enough to emote how worried she was. Jacen bent down and kissed her forehead.

    “Don’t worry I won’t do it again.” he said.
    Tenel Ka laid her head back down.





    Rayne Astarta found herself cursing her luck. It was bad enough that she had to interrupt her Queen’s privacy, even worse it was during the night. And far worse that according to entry/access logs of the doors, the Queen had male company.

    While the Queen so far had proven far more capable of self control and restraint, she was none the less someone that Rayne had no desire to annoy. And she was Jedi, if the Queen reacted violently, it would be extremely painful for her. And that was ignoring the fact that she could possibly be interrupting the Queen’s sexual adventures, though she and the Guard knew that Tenel Ka had refrain from sex, or male companionship her entire life.

    “Enter!” The Queen said loud enough for Rayne to hear. Fortunately it appeared that the Queen was not occupied, or not occupied sufficiently that she was unaware of her approach.
    Rayne squared her shoulders and privately hoped that the Queen, like most of her predecessors, did not consider her furniture while she was sexually occupied. She opened the door and stepped into the unlighted room.

    “You can relax you know, Tenel Ka wouldn’t Force Choke you for disturbing her even if we were having sex.” he said. Rayne hadn’t seen the man up close before. The Scars were shocking, and she was impressed by the musculature of the Jedi man. His facial features was however, to her mind far too brutish for her tastes.
    I know the Queen admires him, but he is ugly. Rayne thought Jacen snorted. Rayne belatedly realized that he could hear her thoughts.
    The Queen lay on her side resting comfortably on his shoulder. She still managed to maintain a serious demeanor and expression.

    “What is so pressing Rayne?” Tenel Ka asked, her cold choice of words indicating that she was mildly irritated.

    “Apologies my Queen, the JedI Tahiri is requesting permission to board. She has indicated interests in traveling to Hapes.” Rayne said uncomfortably. Jacen Solo exchanged glances with the Queen. Tenel Ka lifted her head.

    “Knight Veila has permission to board, give her quarters in on the Queen’s deck.” Tenel Ka told her.
    Rayne bowed and left, closing the door.

    “Didn’t know Tahiri had business on Hapes.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka stilled slightly.

    “We cremated Anakin there. There was not time for a proper funeral. When the crisis left my World, you mother requested that I place a tomb marker. . . I exceeded what she had in mind.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen blinked. Tenel Ka continued.

    “I had a stone pyre made as a cenotaph for Anakin the others and . . . You.” she said. Tenel Ka’s eyes shined with unshed tears. Jacen nodded and dropped his head back onto her pillow and starred at the overhead. Jacen sighed.

    “I hadn’t thought about Anakin’s grave. What a crappy brother I am.” he said honestly. He glanced at Tenel Ka.

    “That’s probably where she is going.” He said. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “I agree.” She said and extricated herself and stood.
    “I should greet her. You are welcome to come with me.” She offered. Jacen considered.

    “No, from what I’m getting through the Force she’s wary of running into me. I think she wants to speak to you privately.” he said. Tenel Ka blinked and then nodded.

    “Very well, please sleep here?” Tenel Ka said with uncharacteristically frail hope in her voice. Jacen smiled.

    “Of course.” he said. Tenel Ka leaned down and kissed him again and then left.





    “You have been spending too much time with Jaina.” Tenel Ka said to Tahiri. Tahiri gave her an amused glance from the cockpit of the XJ-4 she had “borrowed” from the Errant Venture hours earlier.

    “Is that a bad thing?” Tahiri asked.

    “Normally no, but your flight skills need some polish.” Tenel Ka said glancing at the ground crew, who were cleaning up supplies and crates that Tahiri had knocked over with the backwash from her engines. Tahiri blanched.

    “Right. Sorry?” she offered to the annoyed crewmen, only to receive aggravated glares and rude gestures. Tahiri sighed and jumped, vaulting the distance from cockpit to land near Tenel Ka.
    Tenel Ka glanced at her guards.

    “Leave us.” she said. They left without protesting, knowing better by now. Tahiri smirked at her.

    “I think you’ve been Queen too long.” she said. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “Perhaps, but I am better suited for it than anyone.” she said without pride. Tahiri’s smirk faded. She nodded.

    “Alright.” Tahiri said and followed Tenel Ka when she turned, and headed toward the turbo lifts.

    “How was your battle?” Tenel Ka asked nonchalantly. Tahiri bristled at the tone.

    “Bloody, frightening, how was yours.” Tahiri said a little harsher than she intended.
    Tenel Ka glanced at her

    “Our losses were fairly light we lost 10% of our capital ships, most of their crews and many soldiers. Totaling 460,000 casualties.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri stopped mid step. Tenel Ka stopped and faced her. Tahiri’s expression was of shocked contriteness.

    “Tenel Ka, I’m sorry. I-” Tahiri said visibly upset. Tenel Ka nodded and allowed the younger girl-woman, Tenel Ka mentally corrected herself, hug her.

    “It is alright Tahiri, We committed 5 million, losing less than a tenth of them is an extremely favorable loss rate for the task I gave them.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri expression told Tenel Ka that she wasn’t old enough or ready to accept casualties as a fact of life. Tenel Ka gave her an unfelt smile and pulled her by the arm.
    “Come.” she said. Tahiri followed her.

    “Jacen is aboard.” Tenel Ka told her once they entered the turbo lift. Tahiri grimaced.

    “I know, I’m sorry if I’m interrupting-” She stopped when Tenel Ka began to laugh

    “You are the second person in less than an hour who has assumed that they have interrupted my coital adventures with Jacen.” she said. Tahiri started to laugh, until she realized what Tenel Ka was saying, causing a mildly disgusted face.

    “I don’t want to know . . .”

    “Jacen is still recovering from injuries sustained during the battle, he could not threaten my virtue at the moment.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri frowned.

    “He didn’t seem hurt this morning.” she protested. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “Unfortunately he seems to be very good at hiding his injuries.” Tenel Ka intimated. Tahiri grimaced.

    “Anakin was like that, always pretending he was in better shape than he was. Or denying it entirely.” she said, not completely in the present.

    “So what brings you aboard my ship.” Tenel Ka asked most pointedly. Tahiri blinked and looked at her.

    “Officially, I’m giving your military help with the holdouts. Truthfully, I needed to talk to Jacen about something.” she said vaguely. Tenel Ka eyed her suspiciously. Tahiri blanched.

    “No! I’m not after him, he’s yours!” Tahiri said half panicking. Tenel Ka slowly nodded.

    “Good, I am Hapan, but I’m not willing to reach an ‘arrangement’ over my mate.”
    Tenel Ka said, blinking as she realized how vehemently she had claimed Jacen.

    “I didn’t think you would, what I need to talk to him about is . . . Something Anakin left for me.” Tahiri said, leaving the impression that she was pleased and very embarrassed by what she had been given.

    “You are pleased about it, why are you so embarrassed?” Tenel Ka asked.

    “Well it was meant for my . . . Use, but I was too young to receive it when he died, so it was in Leia’s possession since he died, well Han’s at first it took him a while to tell Leia what it was.” Tahiri said fidgeting with an object in her pocket. Tenel Ka was more than a little mystified by it.

    “What item can fit in your pocket and embarrass even Han this much?” she asked. Tahiri blanched.

    “Just something Anakin . . . Provided.” she said evasively. Tenel Ka blinked, then a flash of insight made her eyes widen.

    “He froze his semen?” she asked. Tahiri gaped.

    “How did you . . .?” Tahiri started to ask. Tenel Ka smiled patiently

    “Because all of the male JedI did, except Master Skywalker and Master Horn.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri didn’t seem to know how to respond to that.

    “Why did he hide that?” she asked. Tenel Ka shrugged.

    “Probably he was to embarrassed by it, they were told to indicate who they would prefer to have received it. Since Anakin and you were under the Republic’s legal age, they must have given it to Leia for safe keeping. When Jacen was presumed dead . . .” Tenel Ka trailed off.

    “Oh.” Tahiri said.

    “It was too soon after I believed him dead, and I couldn’t afford to be distracted by a small child during a war that could have lasted years. Fortunately Jacen is alive.” she said.

    “What did you do with . . .”

    “It was placed in a safe place, and now that the war is over it will be destroyed. I will have no use for them.” Tenel ka said.

    “Because you have the whole man?” Tahiri teased. Tenel Ka nodded seriously.

    “That is my intention.” She said. “As soon as his injuries are healed.” Both women laughed. Tahiri calmed a little.

    “Jaina suspected as much, she said she saw him slammed into a Coral console.” she said. Tenel Ka winched.

    “He has a few bruised ribs, at least that is what he’s admitting to.” Tenel Ka said with a dark look. She punched the lift controls much harder than was needed.

    “We will go see him, and he is then going to see my doctor.” she said in an angered tone, while Tahiri nervously shifted a step away form her.




    “Uh . . . You’re saying Mom had this the whole time?” Jacen asked looking up from the sealed tube in Tahiri’s hand.

    “Yes, though she was embarrassed about it.” Tahiri said.

    “Well no wonder that was her dead son’s . . . Soldiers.” Jacen said. He looked at her.

    “. . .Do you intend to use it?” He asked. Tahiri flushed in embarrassment. She shakily nodded.

    “I think I should, I loved him, and I couldn’t ever replace him.” Tahiri said. Jacen leaned back a little.

    “I understand how you felt about him, Tahiri, but you don’t have to do this, you don’t owe anything to him or our family, even if he left his . . .”

    “Soldiers” Tenel Ka supplied helpfully.

    “Soldiers to you.” Jacen said giving Tenel Ka a mildly irritated glance. He continued.

    “They promised us that the . . . Samples would stay viable for ten years, so there’s no rush. And you shouldn’t give up on finding love Tahiri, I doubt Anakin would want you to pin away over him.” he finished.

    “How can you say that!?” Tahiri nearly shrieked. “He was your brother!” she said heatedly.

    “I haven’t forgotten Tahiri.” Jacen said seriously. Tahiri slumped a little. “Nor have I forgotten that when I thought I was dead, I hoped Tenel Ka could find happiness.” He added. Tahiri flushed again, unable to look at him and his scarred self. He stood and put his hand on her shoulder. Tahiri looked back up at him.

    “If you want to go through with this, you know you’ll have my family’s support.” Jacen said. “And I’m sure Mom or Dad said as much.” Tahiri nodded.

    “I’m want to but . . .”

    “But you’d be alone. Well Tahiri, Anakin is dead, but between Dad and Myself we can make up a little for him being gone.” Jacen said. Tahiri teared up and hugged him tightly. Jacen grunted.

    “Tahiri his ribs.” Tenel Ka interjected. Tahiri released him and grabbed his shoulders.

    “Sorry! I-” Jacen chuckled.

    “Its alright.” he said and tussled her hair, she frowned and batted at his hand. “I think of you as a little sister anyway.” he told. Tahiri smiled. Tenel Ka cleared her throat.

    “We are headed for Hapes, perhaps visiting Anakin would help give you perspective.” she said. Tahiri brightened.

    “That’s a great idea! I never thought you were so much of a romantic!” Tahiri enthused. Jacen frowned.

    “Don’t expect him to show, I’m very sure I was hallucinating on Coruscant when I thought I saw him.” Jacen told her. Tahiri sobered.

    “I know, but I want to speak to him even if Its just his grave.” she said. The door opened and Rayne escorted an older woman inside. Jacen frowned. Tahiri smirked.

    “I should go, have fun with the doctor!” she said and moved out. Jacen glanced at an annoyed Tenel Ka.

    “No.” He said. Tenel Ka advanced menacingly.


    “You know I said no . . .” Jacen said an hour later now taped and bandaged much more than he considered necessary. Tenel Ka snorted as she emerged out of the refresher with a towel hanging over one shoulder. Jacen felt his mouth go dry.

    “Tenel Ka . . .” he started. Tenel Ka glanced at him as she opened her clothing locker.

    “Yes?” she asked as she selected and put on her underwear. Jacen noted that she was using telekinesis to compensate for having one arm. She glanced at him, finding him deep in thought.

    “You were saying?” she asked discarding her towel. Jacen swallowed and lifted himself onto his elbows. Tenel Ka frowned at him and he reluctantly laid back down.

    “You sure you don’t want a shirt or something?” he asked. She frowned at him.

    “I am wearing no more and no less than you are.” she pointed out. Jacen nodded.
    “And I have made my intentions abundantly clear have I not?” she continued, placing her fist defiantly on her hip. Jacen nodded.

    “You right, I shouldn’t have expected half hearted effort, this is you were talking about he said. She raised an eyebrow.

    “I don’t do anything half assed you mean.” she supplied. Jacen blinked and then laughed.

    “Your right.” Tenel Ka allowed him a smile as she got under the covers and settled into a comfortable position with him. After a while Tenel Ka abruptly asked.

    “Do you think I should get a prosthetic?” she asked. Jacen starred at her incredulously.

    “You’re the one who ripped off an attached droid arm.” he pointed out.

    “A prosthetic, built to replicate the full function of my original arm, not a ham-fisted abomination.” Tenel Ka said vehemently. Jacen couldn’t retreat, since their legs were entangle.

    “Sorry?” he offered weakly. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “I apologize, I have considered it often since the war began, but I wasn’t able to secure three weeks for such an operation and recovery time. Especially when Mother died.” she said. Jacen hugged her .

    “If you want it, get it.” he said. Tenel Ka chuckled.

    “I haven’t had the luxury of thinking that way in a long time.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen eyed her and nodded.

    “Well I’m around for at least 3 months . . .” Jacen said reminding her that she hadn’t convinced him to stay yet. “ . . . you have the time now.” he finished.

    “Your right, and I was a little presumptive when I came out of the refresher.” she offered. He snorted.

    “No, you were right on the mark, the problem for me is: If I stay, what the hell am I going to do?” Jacen asked her. Tenel Ka paused. Her thought process had never gone beyond convincing Jacen to stay or marry her.

    “I won’t be working much either Jacen, once the war ends, my only duties are to approve taxes and laws, command my peace-time Forces and produce heirs.” she said. “Only the last would require more than a few hours for one or two days out of a month.” she said. Jacen frowned.

    “How the hell did your predecessors spend their time?” he asked. Tenel Ka was getting annoyed.

    “Well my grandmother spent the first 5 years of her reign finding her consort. She preferred the test drive method.” she said harshly. Jacen sighed.

    “Sorry, I just can’t imagine not having a job or mission.” he said apologetically. She nodded.

    “So when you said three months, that’s the longest you can stand to be without a purpose?” she asked. He nodded.

    “Yes. And I guarantee Jaina is probably worse about it.” he said. Tenel Ka shook the bed with her laughter.

    “Jaina? Your parents will never have grandchildren from her, she will never have time for it.”




    “We’ll never have grandchildren from you, you won’t have time for it!” Leia hissed. Jaina glared and spat back in her face.

    “That better than having children you never had time for!” Jaina returned. Leia’s mouth opened, very hurt by the remark.

    “I spent more time with you than most Coruscanti women Jaina. I was home every day when you were young!” Leia shouted.

    “Oh, great.” Han said to Jag Fel.

    Half an hour ago Han and Leia finally tracked Jaina down to her Quarters on the Errant Venture to find their daughter very occupied with Jag Fel. Said man gave Han an aggrieved glance.

    “This is my room, I do not enjoy being trapped on my bed.” he said. Han glared.

    “Kid this is not the time to remind me what I saw.” Han said. Jag bit his tongue. Han looked around and found the comforter.

    “I cant believe Booster stapled the sheets to the bed.” Han told him, trying to ignore his wife and his daughter’s verbal war. Jag took the offered comforter and wrapped it around his waist, allowing him to discard the pillow he had been using. Jag stood.

    “Thank you he.” said stiffly and moved to find his pants.

    “You running?” Han asked. Jag glared.

    “No, I’m putting pants on since I doubt Jaina will be in a good mood when this is over. What the hell made you think it was okay to enter my Quarters in the first place?” He said managing to slip on his pants without losing the comforter.

    “Heh, Jaina told us this was her quarters, probably to piss me off a little, that why Leia’s trying to brow beat her.” Han said. Jag gave the two a wary glance. Leia and Jaina were now shouting hoarsely at each other nose to nose.

    “Should we intervene?” Jag asked. Han scoffed.

    “Do you want to interrupt an argument where the participants have light sabers?” Han said. Jag tilted his head and nodded.

    “Good point.” he said. Han snorted. He sobered.

    “Your uncle asked me to try to convince you to defect.” he said. Jag glanced at him.

    “I swore an oath of honor to the Chiss Empire.” Jag said, offended.

    “They don’t think much of humans.” Han pointed out

    “My oath stands.” Jag insisted. Han gave him an appraising look.

    “Alright, I won’t argue with you. Your honor bound and duty driven. A good man, a guy men would prefer for a son in law. Good for you. And good for me, I didn’t want you around Jaina anyway.” Han said. Jag gave him a confused look.

    “Your reasoning sound counter intuitive.” Jag said. The fish is checking the bait. Han thought.

    “You live in cold hard facts Jag, a great thing for a Colonel, but a piss poor thing to have for a spouse. Jaina needs a guy that can get her to relax, make her laugh. Some one who can love her.” Han said almost flippantly. Jag redden.

    “I love Jaina, there is no doubt about that!” Jag said almost vehemently. It’s a nice worn, that shiny thing looks good. Han scoffed.

    “Sure you do now. But once it gets inconvenient for you, you won’t think that way.” Han said.

    “That is not true Han, I’m taking a diplomatic position, it keeps me outside the Empire where I can stay in contact-” Jag said. A nibble here a nibble there. . . Han thought.

    “Whatever either way your just candy for her, she’ll find a man who’s a human. A good man my daughter deserves, not some Imperial wanna-bee.” Han said. Jag glared.

    “We’ll see about that.” Jag said, storming into the refresher. Han glanced back to Leia and Jaina who had concluded their fight and were exchanging hugs. Confused Han frowned at them.

    “Wait, what did I miss?” he asked. They both gave him matching frowns.

    “You were in the room.” Leia said. Han shrugged.

    “Yeah, I was too busy yanking Imp boy’s chain.” Han said. Jaina looked around for Jag, alarmed that he left.

    “Where is he?” Jaina demanded. Han rolled his eyes.

    “Imp boy got worked up and went into the Refresher.” he said. Jaina glared.

    “Why do you do that Dad? Jag’s a great man. You never gave Tenel Ka or Tahiri this much scrutiny.” Jaina said.

    “They weren’t sleeping with your brothers. Besides how much better can it get than a Queen. The boy really one-upped me there. And Tahiri was your brother‘s choice, it’s the one thing I thought he had right. Even in death.” Han said guiltily. Leia dropped her hands and approached Han.

    “Han, Anakin loved you, you can’t do this to yourself Han.” Leia said. Han sighed.

    “Besides we have Tahiri as a . . . whatever . . . “ Leia paused midthought and then whirled on Han.

    “I’m a step down from Tenel Ka?” she said incredulously. Han smirk.

    “She’s a red head. Would you rather, he shacked up with that scientist?” Han said waggling his eyebrows.

    “Han . . .” Leia said in an angry voice. Han sighed.

    “Are you saying I shouldn’t take pride in my boy?” he asked. Leia stopped. She sighed.

    “No, you should.” she said. She glanced at Jaina.

    “Sorry for bursting in like that, I don’t know what your father was thinking.” Leia said glaring at Han.

    “I was thinking I’d surprise my little girl. Not witness my first grandchild in conception-Oof!” Han said and then grunted in pain when Leia elbowed him harshly.

    “I apologize Jaina, we’ll be going!” She said dragging. Jaina waved him off.

    “Don’t worry Dad, we’ll name the first one after you! Jag?. . . Oh Ja-aaaa-aag!” Jaina said recognizing what would traumatize Han the most.

    “Damnit.” Han swore. Leia chuckled.

    “So will he defect?” she asked. Han grimaced.

    “Don’t know, kid’s a stuffy son of a bitch sometimes.” he said. Leia frowned.

    “Well how did it go?” she asked.

    “Well, he’ll either defect, or kidnap Jaina.” Han said. Leia laughed.

    “Revenge comes in time?” she asked. Han glowered.

    “Daughters are the Universe’s punishment on you for being a man.” Han said.

    “Relax Han, Jag couldn’t keep Jaina with him if she didn’t want to be with him.” she said. Han glanced at her.

    “That’s what I’m afraid of.” he said
  4. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Kessel Run Champion star 8 VIP - Game Winner

    Aug 31, 2004
    ValleyLord! Hi! I remember the story - the hilarity and sweetness of J/TK and the bind of J/J =D= I look forward to catching up/continuing. :) :)
  5. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Glad your reading, I've got some backlog to post.
    Jacen could only stare, almost petulantly at the two women. He ignored the almost pleading glance Rayne gave him. The head guard had almost begged Tenel Ka not to spar with the 18 year old JedI with Lightsabers. Her knowledge of their telepathic ability had given her the idea of thinking at him to stop it. Unfortunately she didn’t know he could just squelch her thoughts.
    “Just so you know Rayne, I don’t have to listen to your thoughts, I can completely block them.” he told her tersely.

    “This is still an extremely dangerous activity.” Rayne told him. Jacen gave her a bored look.

    “Rayne we have been raised since early or middle childhood, we cannot fail to prevent injury from light sabers.” he told her. Rayne raised an eyebrow. Jacen blinked.
    “Bad example.” he said and sighed.

    “Look, we’ve been cooped on this ship for a week. If Tenel Ka would have let me, I would be down there.” Jacen said. Rayne huffed angrily. Jacen snorted and watched Tenel Ka and Tahiri



    “Are you sure you want to do this?” Tahiri asked igniting her light saber. “Its been quite a while since you’ve used that.”
    Tenel Ka lifted her hand and pulled the light saber into her hand with the Force. She ignited her blade and saluted with flourish.

    “Arrogance is a virtue that belongs to those who can defend it, Tahiri.” Tenel Ka told her.

    “You were good once Tenel Ka, but you’ve been stagnant.” Tahiri goaded.

    “Careful Tahiri, Tenel Ka is not someone you want to challenge so seriously.” Jacen told her. “Annoy her too much and she might give you a serious lesson in pride.” he chided. Both women glared at him.

    “If you think I’m being arrogant, why don’t you give me that lesson then?” Tahiri said in annoyance. Jacen glanced at Tenel Ka in a plaintative manor.

    “No. Not until my doctor says you are functional. And not until you’ve proven functional.” Tenel Ka said with a mild leer.
    Jacen’s eyes seemed to glaze over for a moment.
    Tahiri sighed, she could accept them as a couple, and intellectually as a sexually active pair, but she didn‘t want to see even this little bit of foreplay.

    “Are we going to fight or are you going to work on an heir?” she asked Tenel Ka.
    Tenel Ka gave her an arched look.

    “My male is living and virile, I am in no hurry. You on the other hand . . .” Tenel Ka said.

    Tahiri’s expression darkened and launched herself across the room. Tenel Ka raised her blade, batting Tahiri’s aside and jumped, kicking Tahiri in the stomach, launching Tahiri back to her original position. Jacen got to his feet.
    Tahiri gaped and gasped like a fish until recovering enough to stand. She glared at
    Tenel Ka and set herself into her stance. Tenel Ka stood balanced evenly on her feet, with her left shoulder facing Tahiri.

    “Let us continue.” Tenel Ka told her. Tahiri visibly calmed herself and slowly advanced.
    Tenel Ka had other ideas and swiftly circled around to Tahiri’s right. Tahiri shifted to meet the threat, but Tenel Ka pivoted and reversed direction, allowing her to attack before Tahiri could reset.
    Tahiri uttered a grunt as she tried to hold her blade. Tenel Ka continued to press in, exerting more force with her single arm than Tahiri could with two. Tahiri broke contact and dropped to the floor in an attempt to kick Tenel Ka’s legs out from under her.
    Tenel Ka leapt over the sweep and brought her blade down, but found that Tahiri had rolled away. Tenel Ka slowly turned to face Tahiri.

    “You’re stronger than me. I can’t meet you blow to blow.” Tahiri admitted. Her opponent smiled.

    “Not only stronger . . .” Tenel Ka said and then swarmed Tahiri in high speed, rapid attacks. Tahiri was able to parry and block, but Tenel Ka was too fast and too strong for Tahiri to go on the offensive. Tahiri used telekinesis out of desperation.
    Her moved worked, striking Tenel Ka unexpectedly and launching her hard enough that Tenel Ka dropped her Light saber, Tahiri stood. Tenel Ka sprang to her feet, mildly incensed and yanked Tahiri’s light saber from her hands with the Force.
    Tahiri stared first at her blade and then Tenel Ka’s as they lay on the deck of the hanger bay. The Light sabers abruptly hurtled toward Jacen who caught them. Both women glared. Jacen smiled back. Tahiri faced Tenel Ka again.

    “Guess I’ll have to fight dirty.” She said, closing her fists. Tenel Ka bent her knees to lower her gravity and give her better positioning for kicks. She was at a disadvantage in hand to hand, being with only one hand. She could not allow Tahiri to get her to ground, Tahiri was a grown woman now, the severe reach, weight and leverage advantage Tenel Ka held over the girl before the war was gone, though Tahiri was still much lighter, being 175 cm and barely 50 kilos to Tenel Ka's 185 cm and 70 kilos.

    “You always have Tahiri, though before it was because you were but a child the last time we sparred.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri blinked.

    “I thought I was learning from you.” she returned. Tenel Ka tilted her head.

    “Perhaps you did, but we Dathomiri believe in harsh lessons and training. I am pleased that I no longer have to hold back.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri’s eyes had a slightly wild glint that matched Tenel Ka’s feral expression.

    “Lets do this.” Tahiri said with a grin and then charged. She had to stop and roll under a kick and then again when Tenel Ka tried to drive her heal into her. Tahiri stopped her momentum by planting a foot and then pushed off to sweep Tenel Ka’s legs.
    Tenel Ka hopped but the sweep caught her. She scrambled, hooking a leg around Tahiri’s waist and used the shin of her other leg to push Tahiri flat on the deck. Tenel Ka grimaced, this was exactly what she did not want to have happen, Tahiri was as flexible or possibly more so than herself and had two arms.
    The same thought had occurred to Tahiri who lifted the leg on her upper chest and forced it behind her head. Tenel Ka tried to free herself, but Tahiri was fast enough to pile onto her back and wedge her arms under Tenel Ka’s armpits, taking attention to lock the stump arm tightly. Tenel Ka managed to roll them but it only left her face up and still locked in Tahiri’s hold. Tahiri’s leg were not long enough for her to lock Tenel Ka’s effectively. For a long moment the stayed there, neither could advance beyond their current positions. Or not. Tahiri shifted her arms, locking her hands behind Tenel Ka’s neck. Tenel Ka took a minute to try to break the lock. Finally she sighed and stopped.

    “I yield.” She said in a resigned voice. Tahiri released her immediately. Tenel Ka rolled off her and got to her knees. Tahiri stayed there. They were both flushed and sweating from exertion. Jacen cautiously approached.

    “You two alright?” he asked. Tahiri managed to nod.

    “I am unharmed. Merely tired.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri nodded emphatically at her comment.

    “I’m sore but not hurt.” Tahiri added. Tenel Ka gave Jacen a glance.

    “Help us up.” Jacen stepped to Tenel Ka pulling her up while bending over and grabbing Tahiri’s hand. She took it and found herself hanging nearly aloft as she tried to find her feet.

    “There.” Jacen said, only to find he had to grab Tahiri before she fell again. He glanced at Tenel Ka to find she was unsteadily still on her feet. He sighed.

    “Did you two really have to wear yourselves out that much?” He asked pulling Tahiri’s arm over his shoulder and helped Tenel Ka support herself with his arm around her waist.


    Jacen sighed again.

    “Alright.” he said. Tenel Ka spoke.

    “I am hungry Jacen, help me to my room so I can shower and then eat.” Tenel Ka said imperiously.


    “What am I your pack nerf?” Jacen gripped. Tenel Ka glared.

    “No, you are not property, I do not want a possession.” she said. Jacen gave her a grin.

    “If you say so dear.” he told her. Tenel Ka blinked and allowed a soft smile. Tahiri, still half hanging off Jacen’s shoulder griped.

    “Could you two get me to my bunk before you flirt too far. Please?” Tahiri implored. Jacen chuckled.

    “Alright.” he said poorly imitating Threepios prissy voice. “We shall deliver mistress Tahiri to her bed.”

    “Watch it Jacen.” Tahiri said, aggravated. Jacen smiled at her.

    “C’mon, I can’t tease my little sister?” he asked. Tahiri had to fight back tears.
    “Whoa, I didn’t mean to-”

    “Its okay! I’m happy Jacen, women do cry when their happy. You know that right?” Tahiri said. Jacen chuckled.

    “He does not know women that well, a good thing I think. I can train him to my preferences.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen frowned.

    “Thought I wasn’t property.” he said pulling them into the turbo lift.

    “Only when it suits me.” Tenel Ka said, immediately regretting her words. Jacen frowned at her.

    “Only if I can make the same claim.” he returned. Tenel Ka, relieved that she hadn’t greatly offended him tilted her head and nodded.

    Tahiri rolled her eyes and stepped away from them, having recovered her legs.

    “I’ll leave you two alone, I don’t want to get caught in that crossfire.” she said. Tenel Ka smiled broadly.

    “No you do not.” She murmured, her eyes locked with Jacen’s.
    Tahiri was very glad to be out of the lift when they reached the Queen’s personal deck.



    “This was not a good idea.” Jacen groaned. Tenel Ka, concerned, ignored the spray of the shower as she knelt over him. Jacen groaned again and tried to right himself, only to fall back on his back again. Tenel Ka felt the guilt mount.

    “I’m sorry, I should have waited to-” Tenel Ka started to say. Jacen groaned and shook his head.

    “No, this was a good idea, in the shower, not a great idea.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka managed a small smile.

    “I will get my doctor here . . .”

    “Hell no, get me up and to the bed, and then you can grab your doctor.” he said. “This is embarrassing enough.” he said.

    “No, embarrassing would have been to have fallen before you finished your task.”
    Tenel Ka said a little impishly. Jacen managed a grin.

    “Glad you like it.”

    “Greatly.” Tenel Ka said with a smirk that was far from innocent.

    “Good, but we shouldn’t do that in the shower again.” Jacen said and rested his head against the tile deck. Tenel Ka nodded and turned off the water and pressed the comm button.

    “Rayne, bring my doctor to my quarters.” she said. Jacen gave her a mildly betrayed look.

    “As you will my lady, are you injured?” Rayne asked.

    “I am not, but my companion had a slight accident in the shower.” she said.

    “Understood.” Rayne said and clicked off the comm.

    “Sorry Jacen, but your health is more important than your pride.” she told him. He glared and then relented.

    “Fine, but your guard doesn’t come in.” he said. She nodded. He glanced around, and abruptly realized he was still naked..

    “Could you please hand me a towel?” he asked. Tenel Ka nodded, knowing he didn’t want anyone see his scars, as it was he had managed to avoid exposing his scars to her doctor before.

    “Why didn’t hide yourself when Rayne interrupted us last night?” Tenel Ka asked. Jacen blinked.

    “Didn’t think about it then, I had just woken up with a beautiful women sleeping on me.” he pointed out. Tenel Ka nodded and spread the towel over Jacen.




    “As I was saying Your Highness, you male managed to complete the break in his eighth rib. I have taped his ribs and I require that he does not raise his arms over his head.” Myrna, the Royal doctor told Tenel Ka and Jacen as they entered the Queen’s private galley. Tahiri was finishing her meal as they entered. She rose, more out of surprise from the obviously injured Jacen. The doctor continue.

    “I also strongly recommend that you refrain from coitus until his ribs have healed, especially in a shower that has no hand holds.” she finished, bowing and then leaving. Jacen gave her an annoyed glare before stiffly shuffling to the table and sitting across from Tahiri.

    “How’s the breakfast?” he asked. Tahiri stared at him for a moment.

    “Did she just say you fell in the shower? While having sex?” Tahiri asked incredulously.

    “Why in the shower?” Jacen gave her a perturbed look.

    “Not what we originally intended.” Jacen said brusquely. Tahiri looked at him for a moment and nodded, even Jacen had obvious limits of tolerance.

    “Alright then. The breakfast is okay, but way more plant matter than I would ever want in a breakfast.” she told him. Jacen snorted.

    “That’s because you ate like you were on Tattoine, even on Yavin 4.” Jacen said. Tahiri shrugged.

    “Tuskens don’t do well with fibrous foods.” Tahiri said. Jacen snorted as Tenel Ka sat down with them with a data pad in hand. Jacen glanced at her, sensing a change in her mood, which had been fairly light since their shower, despite Jacen’s accident.

    “Something wrong?” he asked. Tenel Ka frowned as she read.

    “Casualty reports.” she said succinctly.

    “I thought no one was fighting, and we’ve been in hyperspace for seven days.” Tahiri said, confused. Tenel Ka glanced at her.

    “I have no doubt that a significant fraction of the Yuuzhan Vong will hold out, and there are fifteen systems in our post war mop-up zone. . .” she told Tahiri. “ . . . But these are our total war casualties.” she said. Tahiri blinked.

    “How bad is it? Was it as bad as Coruscant?” Tahiri asked. Jacen winced. Sometimes he forgets that Tahiri only just turned 18. The scale of an intergalactic war is usually beyond most people’s imagination or ability to process. Tenel Ka seemed to realize this. She wordlessly slid the data pad to Tahiri. Tahiri picked it up and read. Both Tenel Ka and Jacen watched her closely. Tahiri’s eyes widened, and then openly blanched and dropped the data pad as though burned by it.

    “Is this accurate?” she gasped, pale and unable to contain tears. Tenel Ka nodded and gently patted Tahiri’s hand.

    “It is Tahiri. This is the reason I considered Coruscant’s casualties to be light.” she said. Jacen sighed.

    “I’m sorry to say this Tahiri, but you’re going to hear much worse from the New Republic or the Remnant. And that’s to say nothing about the civilian casualties.” Jacen said. Tahiri nodded.

    “And the Vong.” Tahiri said.

    “I am not concerned with the Yuuzhan Vong’s war casualties.” Tenel Ka said in a harsh tone. She softened it. “Though your compassion does you credit. That you care, even with what they have done to you.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri nodded. “Had Jacen not returned from the dead, I would have pressed for total annihilation.” she added. Tahiri gave her a mildly horrified expression. Jacen merely seemed disappointed, if not surprised.

    “Tenel Ka . . .” He started to say. She held up her hand.

    “It is selfish, I know, and most certainly of the Dark Side, but fortunately, I did not have to make that choice.” she said. Tahiri turned to Jacen who still held his gaze with Tenel Ka. For a long time they continued to stare at each other until Jacen nodded and let the issue drop. Tahiri seemed to sense the change in mood.

    “So what does this report mean for your people?” Tahiri asked. Tenel Ka grimaced.

    “If you saw the breakdown . . .” she started, Tahiri shook her head, the number 65 million dead was as far as she got.

    “I thought so, 55 million were male, and that fact is more troubling than our total casualties.” she said. Tahiri frowned. Tenel Ka watched her for a moment and relented.

    “When we started this war, we had access to the Republic casualty figures. We had prepared ourselves for a much longer war, and far harsher casualties.” Tenel Ka said.

    “But intellectual possibilities are much less painful than actuality.” Tenel Ka said. “My advisors were prepared to accept a war lasting twenty years and six hundred million killed.” she said, frowning. “But somewhere it was forgotten that the vast majority of our Forces are male. So the effect of losing so many men is unstudied. For once my advisors are completely unprepared to find solutions or to even calculate what this does to our people.”

    “But there are billions of people in the Cluster.” Tahiri protested.

    “35 billion, but it has been that way for generations, our population has not significantly changed until the war began.” Tenel Ka said. “As I said, we don’t know yet what this could do to use, especially when this entire side of Galaxy more likely than not has the same problem.”

    “This is the reason the Masters had us . . . Provide.” Jacen said. “Uncle Luke knew that we would lose people.” he said. “We lost 46 Jedi in the war, there was roughly ninety when it started. And 20 or so of us were elevated early because of the War. Us basically.” Jacen said. Tahiri nodded somberly.

    “What’s different about this?” he asked Tenel Ka, gesturing to the data pad. She sighed.

    “It has more precise figures, losses per world, per city, per unit, etc.” Tenel Ka.

    “Unfortunately we allowed cities or worlds to field their ’own’ units.” She said. Jacen leaned back. Tahiri blinked.

    “So if a battle went really bad . . .” she started to say.

    “there are a number of cities or continents on our worlds that had their ‘able’ male population decimated.” Tenel Ka finished for her.

    “Or worse.” one of the guards said, unable to contain, the obvious sadness in her voice. The woman realized she said it out loud, and her shame flared brilliantly to the three Jedi. Tenel Ka stood and approached the guard and placed her hand on the guard’s shoulder.

    “Indeed Talia.” she said, in a rare instance using the force to let the guard feel her compasion, and then let the guard recover her professional reserve. She turned to Ingrid who had been hiding, or thought she was, the whole time.

    “Ingrid, tell Gunvor to fix this practice. Immediately.” she said harshly. Ingrid nodded and left to hunt down the General. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “As bad as our problems are, the Republic has verifiable nightmares to deal with. Jaina and the others will be busy.”



    “You know I would appreciate it, Major, if you could bring back your X-Wings in better shape.” Senior Chief Strafighter mechanic’s mate Dowd said. Jaina gave him a reproving glance.

    “Next time I’m shot down I’ll try to keep it in one piece. And don’t call me Major, they haven’t given me the paperwork yet.” she said. SMMCS Dowd shrugged.

    “You earned it ma’am . . .” he said visibly enjoying the annoyed glare when he said ‘ma’am’.

    “You should listen to Senior Chief Dowd.” Jag told her. Senior Chief Dowd turned, and starred down at the CEDF Colonel.

    “You would have been much easier to work for, if you didn’t use that obsolete junker.” he said. Jag frowned.

    “The Claw craft is a revolutionary design-”

    “Just an outgrowth of a TIE Advanced. Thirty years old and no major improvements.” Chief Dowd said dismissively.

    “How long?” Jaina said a little impatiently. The Senior Chief shrugged.

    “Its not the worst wreck I’ve seen, your uncle brought one back, when I was just a 3rd class, that the S-Foils actually fell off right after he landed, well skidded actually. Now that was a wreck!” he said. The younger crewmen listened to the Senior Chief, easily old enough to be their father, or even Grandfather for some of them.

    “At least the Empire had the decency to use photon based weapons.” one of the techs grumbled. “And not some acid based insect.” he said as he used a hammer to make sure said insects, impacted into the hull of Jaina’s X-Wing, were dead. The youngest crewman chuckled.

    “Hammer goes moo, right Senior?” the younger crewmen tittered.

    “I’m going to kill whichever moron made up that saying.” Dowd said. Jag had long stopped trying to decipher Republic crewman’s lingo. It was different in every Navy and every department.

    “How much damage to the frame?” Jaina asked finally. Dowd frowned.

    “It doesn’t look good, this girl survived the crash mostly intact, but got bent and torqued pretty badly. Most likely I‘ll be ordered to Scrap her.” he said regretfully. Jaina sighed.

    “I thought so. Anything salvageable?” she asked. Dowd brightened.

    “Well, they managed to recover your astromech.” he said. Jaina looked relieved.

    “Cappie’s too tough to go down.” she said. “Where is she?” she asked. Dowd shrugged.

    “They’ve got your astromech on surface . . . Priority right now is finding and evacuating the wounded, and our other casualties.” he said.

    “Hold outs?” she asked. He nodded grimly.

    “Perhaps Jacen or Tahiri should have stayed.” Jag said. “They are able to locate Vong far more easily than anyone else.” he added. Jaina shook her head.

    “No, Tenel Ka might have diverted her Forces and had them capture him if we tried to force him to stay, and its impossible to hold a Jedi against their will anyway.” Jaina said.

    “Your brother did his part Major, and more than he could have been asked to do.” Dowd said. Jaina snorted.

    “He didn’t do anything for the Navy’s benefit, it took Admiral Kre’Fey six tries before he realized Jacen wouldn’t take the commission he offered.” this was news to Jag.

    “What rank did they offer?” he asked. Jaina chuckled.

    “He started at Lt. Commander, and ended up offering him Commodore before we killed Tsavong Lah.” she said. Jag blinked.

    “Seriously?” he asked. Jaina shrugged.

    “Jacen’s an empath, even when he wasn’t coordinating with other Jedi, he was listening to the surface thoughts of the Admiral and his captains on the other ships. That made him extremely effective when we were doing our simulated battles, its child’s play if you can listen to the opposite commander’s thoughts.” she said. She shrugged. “He was doing the job of a Commodore anyway.” Jag looked like he had bitten foil.

    “Are all Jedi capable of-”

    “No, Uncle Luke, Kyp, Master Horn and Anakin were able to do this, but Jacen’s better at it than they are.” She said.

    “And yet he wants nothing to do with it.” he said. Jaina snorted and dismissively waved her hand.

    “I doubt Jacen knows what he wants to do. He’ll probably stay with Tenel Ka just because she has clear goals and duties.” she said. Jag nodded and looked around. Chief Dowd had ducked away when it became clear that they were not talking to him.

    “Jaina . . . I’ve been told to return to Csillia for a few weeks. I’m told its administrative.” he told her. Jaina’s expression dimmed.

    “Oh.” she managed to say. She frowned. “My Orders will keep me in system for a while.” she said. He nodded.

    “I know. I have to leave tomorrow.” he said.

    “Unless you take Wedge’s offer.” she said. Jag blinked.

    “Are you saying I should?” he asked. Jaina looked crestfallen.

    “No, I want you too, but I should not and cannot ask you to do that. You’d be throwing away everything you’ve ever worked for.” she said. Jag’s shoulders sagged.

    “I would be lying if I said the offer was not attractive.” he said. Jaina smiled.

    “It would definitely piss off Dad.” she said.

    “So would a lot of things we did last night.” he said. Jaina gave him a smirk.

    “You know it stud.” she said in a sultry voice. A low groan sounded behind her.

    “I didn’t hear that, and you better not rat me out to Han.” Corran Horn said. The two blinked in surprise.

    “Master Horn, I was not aware that you were aboard.” Jag said. Corran gave him a rueful grin.

    “Well its General Horn now. The Alliance decided they owed me one.” he said mildly. Jag nodded earnestly while Jaina scowled.

    “They used you as a scape goat, and you’re going along with this?” she asked. Corran shrugged.

    “When the Corellian system demands that the Alliance return me to them so I can restore CorSec, I’m all to happy to take whatever apologetic promotions they’ll give me.” Corran said. “Besides, my Grandfather’s managed to survive this war too, I don’t mind being in the same system. Despite whatever nightmare I’ll have on my hands when I get there.” Corran said.

    “So they’re going to become part of the Republic?” Jaina asked. Corran chuckled and shook his head.

    “No, they’ll remain ‘Strategic Allies’ just the same way they were with the Old Republic.” Corran said. He glanced at Jag.

    “Which is part of the reason why I’m here.” He said, looking at Jaina. Jag leaned back.

    “I see, I’ll see you in a bit then Jaina-”

    “The hell you will.” Corran said sharply. Jag and Jaina blinked. “I’m here for you too.” he said. He started to walk away.

    “Come with me.” he said. Jaina and Jag exchanged wary glances before following him.


    “You want us to join CorSec?” Jaina said incredulously. She continued to pace, more than a little agitated.

    “Did you seriously think you weren’t going to get offers from hyperspace?” he asked her.

    “Just your name alone is enough for thousands of companies to just drool of the thought of hiring you.” Corran pointed out. He gave Jag a shrewd look.

    “Ditto for you, though only with Corellian and Remnant companies. And that’s just for your surname.” He glanced at them.

    “Look, this is your fathers’ homeland. You have a chance to restore it to the glory your Fathers’ remember. The way I remember it.” Corran said bitterly. Jaina was more than a little wary of the idea.

    “A Solo? Part of CorSec?” she demanded. Jag coughed suspiciously. “Maybe he’s a round peg in a round hole, but a Solo isn’t in this case.” she said. Corran fixed her with a stare.

    “Maybe not Han Solo, definitely not Jacen he doesn’t have the temperament or attitude for it. But Jaina Solo? Maybe you might want to try something your parents and uncle never offered as a choice.” he said. Jaina blinked before scowling.

    “Like you are one to judge, you joined CorSec because your family had been in CorSec for generations.” she said.

    “Or Jedi.” Corran half corrected. Jaina nodded. Corran looked at Jag. Jag frowned.

    “I am with the CEDF.” he said. Corran frowned.

    “That is all well and good, but how many human women are in Chiss space? How many children will there be for your kids to play with, or even marry when the time comes?” Corran asked. Jag frowned again.

    “There are few Humans, and fewer women. My commitment will not be shaken by lack of women.” Jag said.

    “Jag, you’ve never experienced life outside of the Chiss. Just try it. You might like being human more than you would believe. How often do you think you’ll see Jaina if you stay with the Chiss?” Corran said bluntly. Jag’s jaw tightened. Jaina found that she didn’t really want to be here for this conversation. It was about her in part, but it was so much a male to male conversation, she felt like an interloper.

    “My concerns are my own.” Jag said tightly. Corran glanced at Jaina pointedly.

    “Is it really?” he asked. Jaina glared.

    “Hey, don’t use me as a bargaining chip!” she said. Corran matched her glare unflinchingly.

    “I’m not, I’m only pointing out something you two are hiding from.” He said.

    “We’re not hiding! And I’m only 21!” Jaina said. Corran frowned at her.

    “Age doesn’t really matter if you love someone.” he said. Jag seemed deep in thought.

    “Well I’m not going to quit being a Jedi!” Jaina said. Corran raised an eyebrow.

    “Didn’t say you had to. In fact that’s the main reason Selonia and Drall wanted me.” Corran said. “Neither worlds really trust Corellia, but both the Drall and Selonians hold Jedi in high regard. Believe me the Corellian System justifies more than one Jedi” he told her. He glanced at them.

    “Look, like I’ve told you both, you’re going to get head-hunted heavily. Your contractual obligations to your governments will be over or are over in the next couple months. You two are not going to get an offer where both of you work together. You aren’t going to find another situation where you are going to see each other every day.” Corran said. He stood.

    “You two should discuss this.” he said and left the room. Jag and Jaina exchanged strained glances.

    “What do you think?” Jaina asked. Jag frowned.

    “What he said is true, but it does not mean he is right either.” he said. Jaina looked at him.

    “So basically its about how serious we are about each other.” she said. Jag stood and stared out of the viewport.

    “Not entirely. I have been entirely serious the whole time we’ve been together. However, I have known that we are at different stages.” Jag said turning to face her. Jaina nodded.

    “You’re thinking that settling down might be a good idea.” she said. He nodded somberly. She sighed.

    “I like the idea, but I’m not ready for kids or marriage. I haven’t even lived my life!” she said. Jag shrugged.

    “Neither have I.” he said. “Master Horn was right, I have only lived the life the Chiss would tolerate for me.” he said. Jaina looked away.

    “When I go back to the Jedi, I’ll be bounced around the Galaxy, like we were with the War.” she said pensively. “I don’t want to do that.” she said. Jag glanced at her.

    “You don’t have to be a Jedi.” he stated.

    “You don’t have to stay with the Chiss.” she returned. Jag nodded and they fell into silence at an impasse.
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  6. smash128

    smash128 Jedi Youngling star 2

    Feb 9, 2008
    The part between Tahiri, Jacen, and Tenel Ka was great. Tahiri has come to accept the J/TK relationship, but rather be somewhere else when PDAs are going on between Jacen and Tenel Ka. :)

    :p Haha seems just like Jacen to not take the positions offered to him, Lt. Commander and then Commodore. Yup seems just like him :rolleyes: lol.

    Hmm wonder what Jaina and Jag's decisions going to be [face_thinking] Great work.
  7. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    I actually expected Tenel Ka to wipe the floor with Tahiri! So much was made of her fighting skills in YJK, I'd have thought that she would have kept them up.

    I like what Corran is trying to do: get the Jedi to branch out. IMO, one of the failings of the post-war universe was the concentration of Jedi in the Temple. They should have been branching out into all walks of life and becomming less mysterious, not more.

    As awesome as the shower scene was, ***gets lost in thoughts of Tenel Ka in the shower*** I just can't picture the two of them being that adventurous. They seem to be more of the 'on a rug by the fireplace' couple to me, but I'll shamelessly read all the fluffy J/TK scenes you want to write!

    The frightening numbers of losses in certain locales reminds me of WWI losses of Europe, where most divisions were geographically-based. It took England and France quite a while to recover from this loss of eligible men.
  8. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    There were days that Soontir Fel hated being a man of duty. Being a man of honor. Today was just one of those days.
    “Soontir . . .” Wynessa started. Soontir sagged in his chair, though at his age he did not have far to sag.

    “I know.” he said and looked at her.

    “You want us to leave this place.” he said. He glanced at the frosted glass.

    “The Chiss had to kidnap me to get me here, with you to keep me bound. I do not know if they would release me, and frankly I am afraid to ask.” he said. He glanced at his eldest remaining son. Jag’s eyes held an angry fire that condemned him.

    “I’m sorry if that disappoints you Jag.” he said. The other remaining son looked between Jag and his father.

    “But your . . . And you! . . .”

    “A slave General, and a slave Colonel . . .” Jag glanced at Cem. “And a slave cadet.” Jag spit.

    “You shouldn’t look at it that way.” Soontir admonished. Jag glared.

    “How can I not? I am BOUND to this place, to this FROZEN WASTELAND!!!” Jag roared. His family was silent, allowing his
    words echo through the Ice walls of their home. Soontir glanced at his wife and his youngest children. Wyn for once had been quiet throughout. The tone and course of the conversation was upsetting her.

    “Jag and I need to speak alone.” Soontir said. Wynessa started to protest, but any words died on her lips when Soontir
    glanced pointedly at Wyn and Cem. She scowled and then grabbed them and left the two Fel men alone.

    “Were the theatrics necessary?” Soontir asked. Jag lifted his chin theatrically in response.

    “It is in my blood.” Jag said imperiously. Soontir sighed. In many ways Jag really was a Imperial’s wet dream.

    “So it is.” Soontir said softly. “She this important to you?” Soontir said, cutting to the heart of the matter. Jag gave him a
    startled glance.

    “Wedge was kind enough to keep us appraised.” Soontir said succinctly. “And I was raised among humans, I know when my
    boy has a woman in his heart.” Soontir said.

    “Who is she? Jaina Solo?” Soontir asked as a joke. His grin slowly fell.

    “It is Jaina Solo.” he said in surprised. Jag merely starred down his father. Soontir moved to the bar and pulled out an amber
    bottle of Wyren’s Reserve. He pulled out two glasses and poured four inches. Jag started to protest. Soontir glared at him.

    “If you truly want this woman as a wife, you’ll have to deal with Solo far more than I had the displeasure. And no son of mine
    is going to drop before Solo does. . .” Soontir said vehemently. Jag frowned.

    “This is foolish.” he observed. Soontir glared at him.

    “Foolish? WE ARE CORRELIAN!”

    “Foolish? We’re Corellian!” Han protested. Jaina glared at him.

    “Okay, how about suicidal? Anyone else would have de-energized a capacitor before trying to remove it. If it wasn’t broken
    already it would have put enough current through you to kill you!” she said. Han sighed.

    “Jaina, Capacitors hold electric charge, not current.” Han said exasperated. Jaina glared.

    “I am well aware of that Dad. This . . .” she said holding the capacitor that was wider than her thigh. “. . . is a hyper drive
    capacitor, it normally contains a TerraVolt of charge. That much charge even across so small a resistance is still a large
    current.” she said. Her gaze softened.

    “Dad we just won a war, please don’t hurt yourself.” she said. Han started to melt a little.

    “My grandchildren need at least one Grandfather who isn’t an Imperial.” Han’s fire returned.

    “Damnit Jaina! I’ve had enough pain!”

    “Why are you so against him! I love him. What do you find so wrong about him?” she demanded. Han sighed.

    “Look Jaina, You’re my daughter. I’m going to hate him no matter what. And he’s a Fel.” he said. Jaina glanced at Leia.

    “Feel free to jump in here.” Leia glanced at her.

    “No, Jaina, this is something you and your father need to talk about, as it is I’ve given up nagging him about de-energizing
    equipment before he handles it.” Leia said, pointedly ignoring Jaina’s plea. Jaina sighed and dropped it. It was really
    between Jag and her Father. She already knew her father respected Jag on some level, but that accepting him as her . . .

    “So about Corran’s . . .” Han groaned as if in pain.

    “A Solo in Corsec? Why my father would . . . My father would. . .” Jaina tensed, her father had never mentioned her paternal
    grandfather before. Jaina felt an uneasy pit of uncomfortness settle in her stomach. Before the war, her father never let her
    see his remorseful side. Han sighed.

    “I honestly don’t know. . .” he said dejectedly. Jaina blinked at glanced at her mother who watched her father with concerned
    eyes. Han sighed again.

    “Look Jaina your not like me, and you’re mother either. If you want to do it, then do it. You don’t have to be a JedI, or a
    smuggler . . .” Han flashed Leia a glance “or scruffy looking.” he said with a grin. Jaina blinked in surprise as her mother
    started laughing.

    “Han! I can’t believe you remember that!” she said and then realized. “Oh.” Jaina gave them a confused glance and
    plaintitively wish her conversations with her parents did not have to journey through numerous tangents every time.

    “Yeah. Oh.” Han said with a grin. Leia actually flushed red.

    “Do I even want to know?” she asked. Leia sighed. Sooner or later Jaina would find out, from Luke, or Mara, who thought it
    nearly as funny as Han did.

    “On Hoth your uncle had just come out of the Bacta tank. We were there and you father made sure he thought the wounds
    made him look better. Then your father and I . . . argued.” Leia said.

    “She called me scruffy looking.” Han said, pleased with himself. “To which I said:”

    “Who’s Scruffy Looking?”

    “Who’s Scruffy Looking?” Han said joyously and Leia said in a resigned tone. Jaina blinked, confused why her father was so
    amused by it.

    “What’s so funny about that?” Han chuckled.

    “That’s not what is funny, what is funny, is what your mother did in retalliation.” Han said almost gleefully. Leia sighed.

    “I told him ‘I guess you don’t know everything about women yet.’” she said.

    “And then planted a big one right on Luke!” Han chortled. Jaina’s eyes widened in shock.

    “You . . .” Leia sighed.

    “I didn’t know he was my brother for almost a year after.” Leia sighed. Han smirked at her and glanced at his now
    traumatized daughter.

    “ Look Jaina, I’m not going to tell you what to do. Do what feels right and it’ll probably be okay.” He said and gave Leia a
    roughish grin.

    “I don’t have to worry about you planting one on Jacen to make Jag jealous.”



    Jacen paused mid-stride and shuddered.

    “Is something wrong?” Tahiri asked. Jacen frowned and shook his head.

    “No, just something Dad said . . . Traumatized Jaina so much she projected.” Jacen said. He frowned. “I’m not sure I want to
    find out.” he said and shook himself.

    “Come on lets go.” he told Tahiri. Tahiri nodded and followed. Jacen glanced at the hedges.

    “Why a hedge maze?” he asked the woman on his arm. Tenel Ka glanced at him.

    “I did not wish company when I speak to my mother.” she said. She paused and continued.

    “Or you.” she said softly. Tahiri looked away. Jacen looked at her, and found he had no words to that comment. He grasp the
    hand from his bicep and squeezed gently, finding Tenel Ka’s grip to be almost painfully tight. Jacen sighed and steeled
    himself. As much good as it would do, he had managed to put this off for a week.

    “We’re here.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen looked from her to the . . . Statues. Teasars sisters, Ulaha, Raynar, Eyrl, and . . . Himself
    and Anakin. He also saw that his statue had been placed close to another statue. Tenel Ka’s mother. He realized that
    Tenneniel and Anakin’s statues were also grave markers. Jacen felt his mouth go dry as he looked at Anakin’s statue.

    “Anakin.” Jacen breathed.

    Beside Tenel Ka and Tahiri watch Jacen wipe tears from the corners of his eyes. Tahiri had loved Anakin, Tenel Ka had
    been deeply grieved by her mother’s death and Jacen’s presumed death. But they had grieved healed and come to terms
    with the death of Anakin and Tenneniel and in Tenel Ka’s case been rewarded by Jacen’s return from the dead. They were

    over the loss. But in Jacen’s case he had never had the opportunity to reflect. To grieve. To come to terms with Anakin’s
    death. He had not expected to feel the loss return as though he had been run through with a light saber. Tahiri glanced at
    Tenel Ka and left with a soft smile, and moved so she could take a close look at Eyrl’s visage. She had liked the older
    woman who, like Tenel Ka, had treated her well. Tenel Ka glared pointedly at the pair of guards who had followed them, and
    the left, and gently led Jacen to the stone bench before Anakin. Jacen’s face was contorted in a mask of emotional agony.
    Red eyed and with tears flowing down his face into the scruff at his jaw. Jacen wiped a hand across his eyes, futily wiping at

    “I’m sorry.” Jacen said to Tenel Ka.

    “You should not be. He was your brother. You had no chance to say good bye before now.” she told him. He nodded, but
    that rational part of him that could do that, was not in control.

    “It shouldn’t have been him. I was eldest.” he said in a whisper. “Protecting him and Jaina was my responsibility.” he said
    tightly and louder. Tenel Ka managed to keep the frown from her face, but Jacen could sense it all the same.

    “Dad taught me as much about being a Corellian as he could. I would listen, Jaina ignored him when he talked about it and
    Anakin . . . Well Anakin’s mind wandered a lot as a kid.” Jacen said.

    “I am the eldest son. I was responsible.” Jacen said voice strained, struggling to keep the sob out of his voice.

    “I kept Jaina from trying to save him, and part of her will always blame me for it.” he said glumly. “Tahiri used to feel that way.
    I still feel that way.” he said softly. He stood and glared at Anakin.

    “I was supposed to die before you, before Jaina. Old and feeble and in my sleep. You were supposed to bury me. . .” he said
    in an angry whisper. Tenel Ka sensed what was coming and stood.

    “YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BURY ME!” Jacen roared in greif and turned and smashed the stone bench with a Force
    assisted blow, showering himself with stone dust and small shards. And damaging his hand in the process.

    Tenel Ka’s guard returned in alarm, but soothed by a glance from their Queen. Jacen faced Anakin’s visage.

    “I didn’t even bury you . . .” Jacen said and started to sob, and let Tenel Ka comfort him.

    Near by Tahiri could only watch with sympathy. Then she had to look away. Anakin’s death still ached too much.

    “I am fine now.” Jacen said gruffly, burying his lingering grief. Tenel Ka’s jaws tightened, but let it go. She dealt with her grief over her mother much the same. Jacen had worked out his dispair and loss, but she knew it would take some time. And there was no point trying to convince a wounded Nek to do anything. She glanced to Tahiri, who had been kneeling on one knee, leaning her head against the pedastil of Anakin’s statue, inside of which Anakin’s Urn lay. Tahiri rose. In unspoken agreement they left.
    They were nearly at the Palace when Tahiri spoke.

    “I’ve made my decision.” Tahiri said. Jacen and Tenel Ka turned their heads.

    “Tonight I’m flying to the Maw to find Chilgal.” she said.

    “So you’re going to do it.” Jacen observed. Tahiri nodded.

    “Yes.” she said. Tenel Ka gave her an encouraging smile. Jacen nodded gravely.

    “Anakin won’t be there, but I will do what I can in his place.” he said. Tahiri managed a smile.

    “Thank you.”

    “As will I.” Tenel Ka said. “It will be nice to have family that does not plot against me.” she said. Jacen gave her a look. It
    reminded her that he hadn’t agreed to stay yet. Tenel Ka returned his glance with a confident, almost sultry smile.

    Tahiri smirked at the exchange, but it was a bitter reminder. Sometimes it was too much. Her thoughts were interrupted
    when’s Tenel Ka’s powerful grip encompassed her.

    “I mean what I say Tahiri.” she said. Tahiri, teared and returned the hug. Jacen, sensing this was a female conversation
    quietly left them, and he needed a quiet moment to himself anyway. Tenel Ka frowned as she watched him go.

    “He’s not really okay. Is he?” Tahiri asked softly. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “Not at all, but he will be, if given time.” Tenel Ka said. She returned her gaze on Tahiri.

    “He has nightmares. They started after the treaty was signed.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri stared at the ground. She was an adult,
    by what life had forced on her, and in some ways she was yet that 14 year old girl. Dealing with a troubled adult man was
    more than a task she could, or would want to deal with.

    “Is he . . . Dangerous?” Tahiri asked in an ashamed tone. Tenel Ka had to restrain the more vehement response she might
    have given.

    “No, Jacen is not dangerous.” she said firmly. Tahiri started to cry.

    “I’m sorry!” Tenel Ka tried to soothe her.

    “Its alright Tahiri. Jacen hasn’t grieved for a brother that died years ago. That would disturb anyone. And . . . He needs to
    come to terms with himself. He entered the war a young man, barely more than a boy, and what he is now . . . He doesn’t
    know himself.” Tenel Ka said and then released Tahiri at last.

    “He is not alone in this.” Tenel Ka said, in a vulnerable voice. She sighed.

    “When Dathomiri go to war, few are injured, fewer are killed. We steal Rancor Calves, and young boys, as terrible as the
    latter sounds.” Tenel Ka turned and walked, Tahiri following.

    “The Hapans fight wars in hit and run raids. Their weapon systems are designed to do the most damage as quickly as
    possible. Their Armies were in name only. They had no artillery, no armor, not even close to a large enough infantry.” Tenel
    Ka said. She snorted.

    “Infantry! Did you realize it means ‘boy-soldier’?” she said with a bitter laugh. Tahiri smiled though neither really found it

    “This was what I had been trained and prepared for. Medieval conflicts and to fight oppnents hamstrung within the confines
    of the cluster. I received a war on a full scale.” Tenel Ka said bitterly.

    “And I am fortunate that this war did not ruin us.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri was silent. The war had been painful and cruel to her.
    Just as it been painful and cruel in other ways to Tenel Ka.

    “I have adapted to my life, as you adapted to what they did to you Tahiri. Because we had no choice but to accept them. And
    we have chosen our paths, mine chosen for me, and you by choice.” she said.

    “Jacen does not know what he wants, he has never truly chosen his path, he has only done what life has allowed him.” she
    said. Tahiri nodded.

    “And now he has no immediate purpose or path to follow. . . But he can always go back to the JedI.”

    “And if he did? What would they have him do?” Tenel Ka reasoned. Tahiri grimaced.

    “I know. Anything that needs a JedI needs fighting.”

    “Jacen needs a few years of peace. THAT I can offer.” Tenel Ka said.

    “And its not without benefit to yourself.” Tahiri said impishly. Tenel Ka gave her an imperious glance.

    “He is of good stock.” she said. “And I have never made my intent unclear.” Tenel Ka said. Tahiri smiled. It turned bitter.

    “I wish Anakin had lived.” she said quietly. Tenel Ka gave her a reluctant frown.

    “We could have been sisters in law.” Tahiri said. Tenel Ka smiled.

    “Jacen considers you his sister now. I say we are sisters in law.” she said. Tahiri gave her a raised expression.

    “He isn’t your husband yet.” she observed. Tenel Ka gave her a confident smile.

    “Leave that to me.” she said. Neither noticed Jacen sitting in an alcove when they passed. He had retreated so deeply in the
    Force that neither could sense his presence, and they had not seen him.

    Jacen’s wandering had taken him to Tenel Ka’s private training area. The guards seemed to be aware of their’s Queen’s
    intent with him, and pretended they didn’t notice him going through forbidden areas. He found something he did not expect. Training droids. The same training droid Anakin developed on whim and boredom during the war. Except these droids had a Tendrando seal on them. The also had a model name.
    Solo Mark-2 training droid. He laughed.

    “Lando, you really are an entrepenuer!” Jacen said with continuing laughter. He looked for the on switch. Finding it he turned
    it on. The Droid came to life, testing its limbs for damage. It then observed him.

    “New User please identify name and service.” it said with threat in its tone. Jacen raised an eyebrow.

    “Jacen Solo, JedI Knight.” he said. He ignored how hollow that statement sounded.

    “Greetings honored knight, what level of training do you desire?” it said. Jacen almost told it he didn’t want to train. Almost.
    What part of him needed right now, was a fight. He looked around and found the training sabers. Not truly light sabers, but a
    shaped force field that would act like a light saber.

    “Give me your best Droid.” he said. The droid colated and processed for a moment and then turned, remotely activating
    three other training droids.

    “Combat simulation confirmed. Simulation begins in 3,2,1 . . .”

    Tenel Ka watched Tahiri’s X-wing take off. When the time came she tried to find Jacen, but Tahiri said Jacen was doing what he needed right now, and that she would be back soon. Tenel Ka sighed. She looked at her nearest guard.

    “Where is Jacen Solo?” she asked, knowing her guard had kept the comm open when she asked. Someone in the guard had
    seen him last and they sent the missive to the guard.

    “My Queen, the JedI Solo is in the Training grotto.” she said. Tenel Ka frowned.

    “What is he doing there?” Tenel Ka asked.
    In the training grotto, Jacen had found much more satisfying opponents than mere droids. His short fight with them hadn’t lasted long. They apparently hadn’t been fully repaired since the last time Tenel Ka used them. Fortunately one of the few male guards was young enough, and arrogant and cocky to think he could take on a JedI. To his credit, he had been infantry before distinguishing himself so well that he had been hand picked for the Royal Guard.

    “oof!” Unfortunately a JedI was a much more difficult opponent for the guard. That is not to say the Guard didn’t make a damned good accounting for himself.
    Jacen Solo worked his neck and advanced again. Both men had stripped to the waist. A fact the guard regretted as Jacen Solo Hammered his ribs. The best he could do was kick at Jacen’s knee, and force a hasty retreat.

    “Give it to him Runweld!” The crowd didn’t help. Another male guard gave terribly optimistic advice throughout, while the
    female guard watched with professional interest. In the case of some of the younger guards, non-professional interest.

    This was the scene the Queen entered the room. The combatants ignored her, though her other guards gave her a wary
    glance. She found Gunvor in the room and joined him.

    “Perhaps you could explain this?” she asked. Gunvor glanced at her.

    “Not less than nine days ago you and the Knight Tahiri fought each other until weak in the legs.” he said succinctly. “I don’t
    see a male JedI.” Gunvor added and jerked his head at the guard, yet again on the receiving end.

    “Runweld is young and foolish, and has his own issues. They both needed a fight, even if the outcome was obvious from the
    outset.” Gunvor said.

    “How so?” Rayne asked. Gunvor gave her a look.

    “The scars tell enough.” Gunvor said. “Not all of them are from Torture.”

    Tenel Ka frowned.

    “A man gets scars like that from hard fighting. Hand to hand. Runweld’s barely marred, barely more than a boy, regardless of
    their actual age.” Gunvor said, knowing Runweld was in his late twenties, and as a Royal, had not fought in the last two
    years. and was clearly shamed at some level for it.

    “I had hoped he find a peaceful way to rest himself.” Tenel Ka said. Gunvor snorted.

    “He’s been raised since birth to be a warrior monk, and fought in the most vicious war in a thousand years. What else does
    he really know?” Gunvor said. That thought stopped
    Tenel Ka cold. A tear formed in her eye. She wiped it away, composing herself with that gesture.

    “Very well, I shall tolerate this so long as he doesn’t injure my guards.” she said and winched as Jacen violently slammed
    Runweld hard into the stone floor. “ . . . Too much.” Gunvor however was not at all worried.

    “He’s not slamming Runweld telekinetically. As long as he does not do that, we have no cause to worry.” Gunvor said with a

    “What set him off?” he asked. Tenel Ka glance at him.

    “Consider it Queen’s business.” she said. Gunvor nodded.

    “Very well my Queen.” he said. Tenel Ka nodded, grateful to have one advisor who could accept commands so readily.

    “What progress on our postwar plans?” she asked. Gunvor grimaced.

    “Our troops shall muster out by division, Our most veteran Divisions will return next month, parade through the Queen’s City,
    and be discharged from service. Soldier’s retained will have been transferred to our post-war battalions. Our estimates are
    150 million retained for the next two years, and we expect troop strengths to drop back down to 4 million by the end of the
    decade.” he said. Tenel Ka frowned.

    “Why keep so many so long?” she asked. Gunvor coughed.

    “Her Majesty may find it useful to post a large number of energetic, virile men in certain places.” Gunvor said. Tenel Ka
    frowned again.

    “That seems to have some negative potential.” Tenel Ka said, thinking out the natural outcomes. Gunvor nodded.

    “The men know that Rape remains a Capital offense.” Gunvor said bluntly. Gunvor then hesitated.

    “Your highness, an issue did come up that I hadn’t considered.” he said, for once embarrassed. Tenel Ka looked at him in

    “What is it.” Gunvor coughed.

    “It would appear that our soldiers were . . . Free with their genetics with foreign women, and a number of them, a large number have been orphaned in favor of the Crown, or rather that is the intent of the local governments.” Gunvor said.
    Tenel Ka stared.

    “Explain.” she said. Gunvor nodded, his presence being greatly uncomfortable and increasingly embarrassed.

    “Our troops were lonely, and often station in male-depopulated areas. Our troops were well fed and rationed, often much better than allied troops, giving our troops more . . . Resources to work with. Where-ever our troops were stationed they invariably left children. A lot of these children have been orphaned, by either death of their parents or . . .” Gunvor left the other possibilities to Tenel Ka’s imagination.

    “Hapes is the only one on this side of the Galaxy to survive almost unscathed, aside from Corellia. The Governments and
    refugee organizations of these battleground worlds are shattered, and are looking for someway to lesson the demands on
    their funds.” Gunvor said. Tenel Ka was stunned silent. She found her voice.

    “How many?” she asked. Gunvor winched.

    “Ten million give or take a few hundred thousand.” he said. Tenel Ka stared at him in an incredulous look. Tenel Ka was
    having a hard time finding this plausible.

    “Ten million?” she asked incredulously.

    “it’s a lowball figure. We ran the numbers using our prewar illegitimacy numbers involving the army.” he said.

    “Simply scaling up to present troop strengths. My number crunchers say our troops are likely to have fathered 80-150 million
    children.” Tenel Ka’s eyebrows rose.

    “Your planners think as many as a sixth of my soldier impregnated local women throughout the galaxy.” Tenel Ka said in a
    disbelieving tone. Gunvor shrugged.

    “it’s a problem through the invasion path and stronghold worlds. People thought they were going to die, were rescued or
    successfully defended by our troops. Exoticism, savior worship, or desperation, whatever way you slice it, our troops found
    themselves in a very advantageous sexual situation, and a lot of them took advantage of it. Corellia’s in the same boat, and if
    Coruscant had a Government left, they’d be saddled with a much worse burden.” he said. Tenel Ka raised her head.

    “So you advocate placing these children in my government’s trust? Or rather in my trust?” she asked. The orphanages were
    under the Queen’s personal domain, and had been for generations. Gunvor raised himself to his full height. For once
    allowing his personal feeling to show through.

    “My Queen, these children’s Fathers fought bravely, they either are unaware of these children or are dead. We OWE these
    men this. These children are of HAPAN BLOOD!” he said fervently. He calmed slightly.

    “Our culture does not allow much for orphaned children, we have little in the way of the social stigma’s other human worlds
    hold women who are . . . Creative in conceiving their children. Our conflicts occasionally kill our men, but they were never
    much considered in domestic realtion to their . . . Children. We have never needed of orphanages except in rare extremes.
    My Queen I beseech you, let us do this one thing for our dead!”

    Tenel Ka allowed a smile.

    “Very well Gunvor, I agree. Coordinate with Audre, Borghilde, Ida and Vendla to get these children here and in good health, I
    will have Ingrid bring me solutions. In the mean time, we will need temporary quarters for these children. Our current
    Orphanages are woefully inadequate for this many children.” she said. Gunvor nodded.

    “It shall be done my Queen.” he said leaving his Queens with an even greater burden on her person. She glanced down at
    Jacen and her gaurds. They had ceased their spar and talked and laughed affably. She sighed. Ten million orphaned
    children. At least. Tenel Ka pinched the bridge of her nose.

    She sighed. Gunvor was right. Regardless of the cut throat mentality Hapan women had when it came to their progeny, it was very hard to know that so much Hapan blood was orphaned and alone in the universe. As terrible as war and its consequences were to adults. It could be far crueler to the children left behind.

    “Do you feel better now that you have damaged some of my guards?” Tenel Ka asked. Jacen glanced at her.

    “They knew, or should have known what they were getting into.” he said.

    “And you know better.” Tenel Ka said pointedly. Jacen shrugged.

    “I think even Mom forgets I am still my father’s son.” he said. Tenel Ka paused. She hadn’t considered that Jacen’s reaction
    wasn’t all that dissimilar to Han’s reaction to Chewie’s death. Granted Jacen didn’t take a swing, for old time’s sake, at Boba
    Fett . . . Tenel Ka blinked as inspiration struck her. Jacen gave her a strange look.

    “Do I want to know?” he asked, having discerned enough of her thought patterns, to realise Boba Fett somehow came into
    her mind.

    “It is convoluted.” she said. His eyebrows raised.

    “Well I’m interested now.” He said. Tenel Ka studied his expression. She nodded and continued, recognizing that Jacen
    wanted something other than grief to occupy his mind.

    “…Ten million?” Jacen asked, eyebrows raised.

    “That was my reaction.” she said. Jacen considered.

    “That sounds low.” he said. Tenel Ka blinked. Jacen chuckled.

    “This has happened before Tenel Ka, It came up when the Galactic War finally ended and Mom had to deal with it. And the
    Hutts. . .” Jacen said with a flare of genuine anger echoing in the Force. Tenel Ka drew back a little bit, being near Jacen in
    this state was like being three feet from a high powered amplifier at a Vratixs concert. The raw power of the violent angry
    emotion plowed through her like a tidal wave. And then it ceased when Jacen realized what he was doing.

    “I’m sorry, are you alright!” he said, slightly panicked. She pinched her nose, trying to fight off the sensation of extreme
    pressure in her sinuses. =

    “I am fine Jacen.” she said pinching her nose again. “You were speaking of Hutts?” she said. Jacen swallowed and then

    “After the war, the rebels and imperials, well mostly Stormtroopers, left millions of kids all over the Galaxy. Most places found
    decent ways to deal with them, but on certain worlds, the kids inherited the Imperial stigma.” He said. “Some of the worlds knowing sold the orphans, especially Imperial orphans to the Hutts.” he said grimly. Tenel Ka felt a pit of cold anger erupt
    within her.

    “Slavery.” she said. Jacen nodded.

    “The Hutts thought they could go back to the way human slavery was ignored in the outer rim during the old republic. Big
    mistake. The Wookies live almost as long as Hutts, and hate them almost as much as they hate Trandoshans. The Wookies
    nearly declared war on the Hutts.” Jacen said. “Dad was the one who talked them out of it.” Tenel Ka managed not to gape
    in shock. Jacen smirked.

    “I know, I think Mom was pretty surprised to, but when it serves his purposes, Dad can be diplomatic. Anyway, truth was the Wookies had been looking for an excuse to declare war since the Empire blew the Hutts Fleets out of Space. The Hutts had done something to the Wookies Two or three hundred years ago, ancient history to us, but almost within living memory for them.” Jacen said.

    “A thousand, much less a hundred million angry war bound Wookies is something I would not wish on anyone.” Tenel Ka
    said softly. Jacen nodded emphatically.

    “Exactly which is why they talked the Wookies out of it. Mom sent a Full fleet to Nal Hutta and bombarded their shipyards as
    a warning. The Hutts returned the kids to their homeworlds, where they was a lot of political head hunting.” Tenel Ka nodded.

    “So my task may be more complicated than simply building and staffing Orphanages.” She said. Jacen nodded. She sighed.

    “I though perhaps someone like Boba Fett could track down our lost children, but he is not a person I can use for such a
    wide reaching program. No, I need to either set one of my Agencies on it, or recruit some group outside of the Cluster.” She
    said. She grabbed Jacen by the wrist.

    “But first I need to see some of our existing orphanages.” she said pulling him toward the Queen’s Wing.

    “But we’re headed to . . .”

    “You have realived some of your stress, I intend to remove it entirely.”

    “I thought . . .”

    “Stress releif First, I need to change clothes anyway.” She said. Jacen looked at her and then shrugged. It wasn’t like she needed to twist his arm to get him in her bed.
  9. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Kessel Run Champion star 8 VIP - Game Winner

    Aug 31, 2004
    ValleyLord!!!!!!!![face_rofl] [face_rofl] !!!!!!! Oh I loved the scene with the Solos and Jaina [face_rofl] "Traumatized" indeed. LOL Liked the J/TK scene too =D=

    Not sure if/how the parental talks helped the J/J situation though :p [face_thinking]
  10. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    Hmm...I think that Tenel Ka just found a way to keep Jacen around: let him run the war orphanage program. There is NO way Jacen can turn that down. I'm surprised that Jaina didn't throw up! **shudders**
  11. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Jade_eyes: Every family has a story that exists to torment the younger generation.

    SouixFan: Taking on that sort of responsibilty is a bit much for a man Jacen's age. Especially after fighting a war. As I intend to show in the next few chapters, a man has to deprogram himself from the mindset a war requires.
  12. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    “Ida, Gunvor there is a reason I have called you here today.” Tenel Ka began. Gunvor nodded. Ida merely looked grim.

    “Reintegration of our troops. It will possibly be a far more difficult task than fighting the war was.” Tenel Ka continued. Ida’s expression was especially dire.

    “There won’t be enough jobs. Not immediately.” Ida said. Gunvor snorted.

    “Its not nearly as bad as you two think.” he said. Tenel ka inclined her head, and Ida glared.

    “The operation of our economy is my business Gunvor. It simply does not add up. Our male workforce had been reduced, due to military service, to the point that we were forced to lift the protected work sanctions.” she said. Gunvor rolled his eyes.

    “Those sanctions were irrelevant. An uneducated male can work in factories, far more cheaply than an educated female. Those sanction were only made by Ta’a Chume to placate the worker’s incidents.” Gunvor said in blatant derision. Tenel Ka leveled an annoyed glance.

    “That may be true Gunvor, but the problem remains, we were forced to fill the traditional jobs of the male worker class. They will want those jobs back. And the poor class female will not willingly relinquish those jobs.”

    “They had the poor class working vital jobs!” Gunvor said, almost aghast. Ida sighed.

    “We did not wish to, but the man power shortages forced our hand, even the minimal education the working class had was a difficult obstacle to work around. But the poor class more often than not are only able to read.” Ida said. Tenel Ka fought down a serious angry reaction. Occasionally the Hapan reality of her life violently conflicted with her Dathomiri heritage, and JedI upbringing.

    “This situation was centuries in the making. Only now, that our working class, returned from war, and our poor class for now gainfully employed, do we have an explosive situation.” she said. She glanced at the silent Jacen, sitting off to the side.

    “You input would be appreciated.” she told him. Gunvor and Ida exchanged uneasy glances. The Prince Consort had no legal or traditional say or influence on the Queen. Much less a Queen’s . . . paramore. Jacen was nearly as surprised by her request as they were.

    “I really don’t now enough of Hapes’ internal workings or of a classed society to make that kind of advisement.” He hedged
    uncomfortably. Tenel Ka gave him a disappointed look.

    “Jacen, you were born and raised on Coruscant, a world which, if not in name, has existed with social classes and caste that
    have remained stable throughout the Old Republic, Galactic Empire and New Republic-”

    “But never again.” Jacen said, almost angrily. Tenel Ka flinched. She had forgotten again.

    “Then as a JedI, and an educated man, give me your input.” she said. Jacen visibly calmed himself. Tenel Ka noticed Gunvor watch Jacen with old and tired eyes. Tenel Ka realized that this situation was playing out in Gunvor’s eyes much the way he expected it. He was projecting Jacen’s behavior to his experience. And unfortunately he was right.

    “I think Gunvor is right. The work force issue is not nearly as bad or complicated as you think.” Jacen said. Ida started to protest, but Tenel Ka wordlessly lifted a hand to forstall her protests.


    “You have a very large motivated army about to be demobilized. They have all experienced life altering . . . And possibly shattering experiences. . .” Tenel Ka saw Gunvor nod in agreement out of the corner of her eye.
    “. . . Some of them will return to their old lives, and few will be unable to cope with their situation. The rest will find new avenues for opportunity. And a large portion might emigrate or find at least temporary employment outside the Cluster.” he said.

    “But why would they . . .” Ida started. Gunvor interrupted her.

    “Because they have seen other worlds, met people, hell decided they’d fallen in love.”
    “The fact is, men are in demand everywhere throughout the Vong’s invasion path. And they can rise far higher on these worlds than they can in the Cluster.” he said. His comment made something in Jacen’s gut grow cold somehow. Tenel Ka glanced at him, knowing that both he and Anakin had been prone to prophetic suspicions and visions. Though in this case it cause unease in her as well.

    “That may be potential for trouble.” Tenel Ka said. Gunvor nodded.

    “Yes, there will be more than a few who will try to take advantage of war depleted worlds. And nearly as many who have
    become deranged.” he said. Tenel Ka grimaced.

    “Has there been problems?” she asked. Gunvor sighed.

    “Now that the war is over, some things are coming out that our troops hid.”

    “What sort of things?” Tenel Ka asked, warily. Jacen snorted.

    “Atrocities, profiteering . . .” he looked Gunvor in the eye. “ . . . Fragging.” he said. The term was unfamiliar to Tenel Ka, and to Ida.

    “Fragging?” Ida asked. Gunvor sighed.

    “When humans still used chemically propelled kinetic weapons, if a band of soldiers believed their commanding officer was dangerously reckless of unfit to lead, they would toss a fragmentation explosive at him and claim he was killed by enemy action.” Gunvor said. Ida actually paled at the thought.

    “They murdered their commanders?” she turned to Jacen. “And you claim our soldiers did this?” she asked incredulously.

    “It occurs in nearly every armed conflict. All it takes is a officer isolated from his command structure and a malicious intent toward his troops. That isolation makes it almost impossible for soldiers to be caught.”

    “Even Stormtroopers and Imperials did it occasionally . . . In fact . . .” Gunvor said looking at Jacen. Jacen nodded.

    “Yeah, Dad got away with it.” he said.

    “In fairness, the man he killed was a slaver and vile enough that the Storm troopers pretended it never happened.” Gunvor said. Jacen shrugged. It was always a little strange to Jacen, that most people forgot his father’s history as an Officer in the Imperial Navy.

    “Getting back to the matter at hand.” Tenel Ka said.

    “Ida, prepare plans for our economy. We may be able to negate or manpower situation by expanding outside the cluster.
    Gunvor, what are our expected Troop strength’s through the next three years?” Gunvor sighed.

    “A number of our troops have expressed a desire to remain in the military, and for now we will let them. Through three years
    we are projected to reduce our army to Forty million.”

    “That is a steep reduction.” Ida said.

    “Not when our prewar strength was less than a hundred thousand. The only reason we are going to hang onto so many is because our agreement with the Galactic Alliance will require us to help maintain stability in the invasion path.” He said.

    “Right, for now Gunvor, I want your people to look for older soldiers ready to leave service, ones we can trust and have
    integrity.” she said. Gunvor frowned not following what she wanted.

    “I can, but why?”

    “We are going to send them to the Invasion Path to find and relocate the orphans to the Cluster. I will not tolerate any of my subjects lost to the anarchy on those worlds. Contact my father, he will head and coordinate this mission.” she said. Gunvor nodded.

    “And after they are returned to Hapes?” he asked. Tenel Ka gave him a confused look.

    “Where are we to house that many children?” Gunvor asked.

    “In the immediate term we will make use of the training camps made during the war.” she said. Gunvor didn’t like that.

    “The Training camps are no place for children!” he said emphatically. Tenel Ka had to restrain a smile. Gunvor was gruff and openly anti-social, he was however much like a Resident Rancor Bull that Tenel Ka had observed in her childhood. While borderline murderous to any unrelated male, they were nearly as docile as a nerf with the broodlings among its herd. They were also known to attack any Dathomiri who got too close to the broodlings. No sane Dathomiri would approach a herd with a Resident Bull present. Even with their spells the Bulls were almost invulnerable to the Witches.
    Jacen coughed suspiciously as he caught Tenel Ka’s train of thought.

    “ I am aware of that Gunvor, however we are talking about children, that are at the oldest two maybe three years old.” she said.

    “All the more reason! Those places we’re made for fully grown adult men, worse made to turn those men into soldiers capable of carrying out a war.”

    “He’s saying the obstacle courses are not safe, and will injure kids.” Jacen said.

    “I thought I had made that clear.” Gunvor said. Jacen shrugged, not wanting to explain that being psychic enabled him to know when people weren’t understanding him or other people.

    “Like I said this is only an immediate situation. We will build proper orphanages and schools and shift the children to these homes as soon as possible.” she said. Gunvor considered and then nodded.

    “Ida, continue working on our plans for the post war economy, Gunvor start working on what we have just discussed.” Tenel Ka said. They both took it as a sign that they were dismissed. Leaving Jacen and Tenel Ka alone again.

    “Subtle.” Jacen commented. Tenel Ka glanced at him, unashamed.

    “I have made my intentions toward you clear.” she said.

    “And I have not agree to stay.” he said.

    “Why not?” Tenel Ka said, unable to keep the hurt out of her voice. Jacen frowned.

    “I have told you why.” He told her. She allowed a bitter smile.

    “I understand Jacen. But you can offer much more than being the Royal Consort.” she said. Jacen sighed.

    “Tenel Ka . . .”

    “Just please consider it!” she said. Jacen stared at her and then nodded. She stepped toward him.

    “If it truly is a measure of solitude that you desire, you can find it here.” she told him. Jacen blinked and then chuckled.

    “Tenel Ka, I really don’t know what I want. I just don’t want to step into this without fully considering my options.” He said and then added. “And I’m not talking about our relationship.” he said.

    “So Gunvor is right.” Tenel Ka stated sadly. Jacen turned away. He was well aware that Gunvor Suspected that he wasn’t at all recovered from the war. Even he didn’t think he was.

    “More right than I would ever want to admit.” Jacen told her. Tenel Ka reached up and held his head with her hand.

    “Jacen, I can help you, if you’ll let me.” she told him. He smiled.

    “I know, and it is tempting.” he told her. She smiled. She was making progress, Jacen was starting to let her in. He then slammed the door shut again.
    “Now, how are you plans for a new arm?” he asked, pointedly changing the subject. She gave him a disappointed look but relented. No point trying to pet a reclusive, wounded Nek.

    “Myrna had the designs ready. Next week she will preform the surgery. It will not be delayed since our actions have not resulted in pregnancy.” she told him. He blinked and then nodded. He didn’t need JedI senses to know that she was disappointed at some level.

    “There will be time for that, now is not that time.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “I agree.” she said. Part of her did.

    “So where exactly are we going?” Jaina finally asked her parents.

    “Mon Cal.” Han replied, violently operating the NavComputer. Jaina sighed.

    “Dad, slapping the NavComputer will not make it run faster.” she told him. Han stopped what he was doing and gave her a withering glance. She rolled her eyes and lifted her hands in exasperation.
    “Its your ship.” she said.

    “Damn right.” Han said. Leia smirked at Jaina. Jaina gave her mother an irritated glance.

    “Alright since you’re not abusing the Falcon, why are we going to Mon Cal?” she asked. Leia sighed.

    “Alright, this might be a little upsetting. . .”

    “Let me get this straight, Tahiri’s on Mon Cal so she can get pregnant with Anakin’s . . . children. And for some reason Chilgal and you two are going with this.” Jaina said.

    “Jaina, I know this is hard for you to . . .”

    “ANAKIN IS DEAD!” Jaina almost shrieked. “This won’t bring him back.” she said. Han grabbed her by the collar, surprising her and her mother.

    “This was Anakin’s wish, he willed his genetics to her, it is her legal right to use it. I understand you don’t want to accept it, but its not your decision. Tahiri has made hers and Jacen and I are more than willing to accept it.” He said, giving Leia a glance. She had accepted the situation, but with much more reservation than Jacen or Han had.

    “She’s barely more than a child!”

    “I know.” Han said, his voice raspy. “And I have told her that.” he said, giving Leia a look. Jaina followed his glance.

    “Mom?” Jaina asked. Leia sighed.

    “When Anakin died, and Tahiri was only 15, his . . . Genetics were placed in Han‘s care. I eventually found it and nearly disposed of it. Han fortunately stopped me and told me what it was. We gave it to Tahiri after the treaty.” she said.

    “When I did, Han thought as you did, that Tahiri should learn to let go of Anakin and find happiness some other way.” she said. Han turned away.

    “But I know, as you know, Jaina, that Tahiri will not be able to let Anakin go, nor will she ever be able to find a man she can love.” Leia said. Jaina frowned.

    “The samples will only last another six year plus change. Tahiri’s position was very clear, if she is to have children they would be Anakin’s or not at all.” Leia said.

    “Even if she has children every year until Anakin’s stuff is no good, they cannot replace Anakin.”

    “No they can’t.” Leia said sharply. She sighed.

    “But its something to give her purpose.” Leia said.

    “That is not a good reason.” Jaina said.

    “Jacen doesn’t think as you do.” Leia said.

    “Jacen is half crazy.” Jaina retorted.

    “Been saying that about all of you for years.” Han muttered.

    “Jacen is not fully himself yet, but he will be eventually. And he can relate much more to Tahiri than any of us can.” Leia said. Jaina frowned.

    “He knows what she is going through and I trust his judgement.”

    “He let Tenel Ka talk him out of his plans and follow her around for whatever reason.” Han snorted. Jaina looked at him.

    “Jacen’s always been after her. Jaina. Of course he’s going to go with her.” Han said. He looked at Jaina.

    “He at least knows what he wants, and he’ll go after her. Who knows, maybe they’ll beat Tahiri.”

    “Han! That’s not something to joke about.” Leia said. Han sighed and looked pointedly at Jaina.

    “I know its not. But Jacen is the only one of you two I understand right now.” he said. Leia abruptly left. Jaina frowned.

    “What is? . . .” she started. Han sighed.

    “We didn’t try to have favorites, but Jacen was hers.” Han said. Jaina blinked. “Having him alive, but never the same boy, never her favorite son she remembered . . . Its almost worse than Anakin being dead.”

    “And he’s so distant.” Jaina said softly. Han sighed.

    “Of course he is, he was tortured for months, you don’t get over torture very quickly. That I know.” Han told her.

    “So you understand him now, but you never could before.” she asked skeptically. Han gave her a hard look.

    “Jaina, I know more than any of you about loss, I know far too much about pain and loneliness. And frankly I’m glad Jacen has Tenel Ka that he feels he can trust. And more importantly, she is steady as a rock.”

    “Why is that so important?” she asked. Han looked at her.

    “You know your brother, as much as he’s screwed up right now, he’s still himself. You know how he used to make bugs and crawlies do whatever he wanted without even thinking it. He told me he can barely feel living things.” Han told her. Jaina’s eyes shot open in surprise.

    “What? Why didn’t he tell me?”

    “Because I’m his father, and I’ve been where he has, even if it is different. He can’t tell you or your mother about it.” Han said.

    “Why not? I am his twin!”

    “You’re his sister. He can’t put that on you or your mother.” he said. Jaina stopped and considered.

    “How bad was it?” she asked softly. Han looked at her.

    “If it had happened to me, I would have put a blaster in my mouth and squeezed the trigger.” Jaina gaped.

    “But you would never!” she said.

    “I seriously considered killing myself only once. Chewie stopped me.” Han said. Jaina’s expression had a sick pallor to it.
    “There is a breaking point in every man Jaina. Jacen was probably pushed past his, and who he is now is the result. What he needs is time and peace, and Tenel Ka can give him that, along with some good old fashion loving.” Han said. Jaina blanched.

    “Dad, I don’t even want to think about that!”

    “Why not, you been dangling Imp boy around for months now.” Han challenged.

    “How is that at all different?” Jaina returned. Han looked at her.

    “Its really not, but it still is, because Jacen is my son, and Tenel Ka’s feelings are obvious, and she has no problem going after what she wants. Unlike Imp boy who lets the Chiss dictate his life. Your gifts let you know how he feels, but Jag doesn’t know and he feels he has an obliagation of Honor to serve the Chiss. I hope you understand that Jaina, or you will be setting yourself up for heart break.” he told her. Jaina stared at him.

    “How come you never talk like this?” she asked him. He chuckled.

    “Sometimes its more convenient to act how people expect you to. Sometimes it makes things easier if people expect less from you.” Han told her.

    “So why are you talking like this now.” She asked.

    “Well I am old now. People might forgive me for growing a brain.” he said. Jaina laughed.

    “So what are you and Mom doing about Tahiri?” Jaina asked.

    “She’s family. We’ll be there for her if she needs us. You brother told her the same thing.” Han told her. Jaina considered.

    “I still think she should wait. But I will support her.” Jaina said.

    “Good, because Tahiri’s going to be traveling with us for the next couple years.” Han told her. Jaina looked at him.
    “I told you, she’s family.”

    “Father! It is good to have you home again.” Tenel Ka told her father. Isolder smiled as he left his shuttle.

    “Well, it is good to be home.” he said, hugging Tenel Ka. He glanced at her conspicuous companion.

    “Its is good to see you as well Jacen, you look far more healthier than the last time I saw you.” Isolder said.

    “And more stable?” Jacen said Tenel Ka gave him a withering glance. Isolder however merely laughed.

    “That too.” he said.

    “Good food, a good woman go a long way.” Jacen said, glancing at Tenel Ka. Isolder’s face twitched in recognition. Tenel Ka impatiently broke in.

    “Come father, we have much to discuss.”

    “Orphans?” Isolder mused. “I had not considered this possibility.” he said. He looked across the table to Tenel Ka.

    “Nor would I have anticipated so large a problem.” he told her.

    “Our obligation is clear.” Tenel Ka said. Isolder looked at her for a moment.

    “Its also a potential for conflict. Some of these worlds will not want to give up children whom they may believe belong to them.” Isolder told her.

    “Or ransom them.” Jacen said. Father and daughter looked at him.

    “Yes or ransom them.” Isolder said. Tenel Ka looked at them in dismay.

    “But they are children.” she said. “Mere toddlers at the oldest.” Tenel Ka said in a wounded tone. Isolder blinked. He shook it off, if his daughter had a soft spot for children, he wasn’t going to discourage her.

    “These worlds are devastated and even if removing these children will reduce the strain, they are also giving up their own blood.” Jacen said softly. Tenel Ka’s temper flared.

    “Irregardless, I shall not be blackmailed, the children shall be returned to Hapes, or I will declare war.” she said. Both Jacen and Isolder exchanged glances.

    “Tenel Ka, I do not think-” Isolder started to say.

    “No father, unless these children are in the care of their remaining parent, Hapes will take custody and damned the consequences!” Tenel Ka nearly hissed. Jacen stood and put a hand on her shoulder.

    “Tenel Ka, calm down.” He told her. Tenel Ka looked at him and then visibly calmed herself.

    “What you suggest is possible.” Isolder said. “Our Navy is now strong enough to take on the New Republic or the Imperial Remnant if need be. But over handed tactics like that will lead to more problems than it solves.” Isolder told her. Tenel Ka took a deep breath. He was right and she knew it.

    “You are right father.” she said, reaching up to grasp Jacen’s hand. Isolder’s eyes met Jacen’s. It was reluctant acceptance. Tenel Ka watched the exchange with furrowed brows. Isolder nodded at Jacen and returned his attention to his daughter.

    “We can find alternatives to armed threats.” he told her. Tenel Ka considered

    “Very well father, I am placing you in charge of the Organization being formed for the finding and care of these orphans.” she
    told him. Isolder nodded.

    “Very well my daughter. As stated, it may be necessary to pay off these worlds.”

    “Within limits I will tolerate it, but if forced I will take military action.” Tenel Ka said. Isolder swallowed, not liking how much of his Mother was peaking through Tenel Ka.

    “Tenel Ka, that won’t help.” Jacen said talking her down. She closed her eyes and sighed.

    “You are right, I must go now, I have an appointment with Myrna I must attend.” She said standing, pulling Jacen with her. Isolder watched her go. He glanced at one of the holos of his wife. Clearly his daughter had not emerged from the war unscathed.

    “What the hell was that?” Jacen asked her. Though his voice was calm, Tenel Ka could sense anger and disapointment in him.

    “They are Hapan children.” Tenel Ka said firmly. Jacen’s expression became confused.

    “That is true, but they are not your children.” he said. Tenel Ka stopped and turned on him.

    “We have lost too much! Too many men, too many of our people. There has been too much sacrifice. I will not tolerate the sacrifice of even one!” Tenel Ka said fiercely, backing him into a wall, glaring up at him, nose to nose. Jacen’s gaze slowly softened.

    “I understand that Tenel Ka, but high handed martial acts may not be necessary, or more likely counterproductive.” he said calmly. The fire in Tenel Ka’s eyes slowly simmered down. She broke eye contact.

    “I know.” she said, burying her head into his neck.

    “Its alright, everyone has moments of weakness.” he told her.

    “They are far more frequent then they used to be.” Tenel Ka told him. Jacen chuckled bitterly.

    “You haven’t seen me at a weak moment yet.” he told her.

    “Until then I will be glad of your strength.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen chuckled.

    “Among other things.” he said. Tenel Ka leaned back.

    “Frisky?” she asked. Jacen coughed, slightly embarrassed. Tenel Ka smiled broadly, bad mood vanished. This might not be the best way to control my temper. Tenel Ka thought. She banished the thought. She never wanted to inflict single childhood on her children.

    “I think a bath is in order, and then a nap.” she said teasing him. She released her hold of him and strutted away.

    “Are you coming or not?” she said. Jacen watched her walk, admiring. The Allure of staying on Hapes, even to being her Royal Stud was becoming more and more enticing.

    “What am I doing just thinking?” Jacen muttered and then hurried after her.

    “Are you sure you want to do this?” Chilgal asked. Tahiri’s expression was set and determined. She nodded. Chilgal stepped to a window in her family’s home.

    “You should understand that I am not an expert in human, or even mammalian reproduction. We Mon Cals are very different in that aspect.” she said. Tahiri nodded, knowing that Mon Cals, as Amphibians, laid large clutches of eggs, which males
    then fertilized. All of which did not involve sexual intercourse. Mother hood for Mon Cals was also different, the majority of parenting being provided by males, a result of evolution, where Mon Cal males had once staked large territories on the Ocean shelf and coastal waters, and females had traveled in migratory pods. Mon Cals instinctively avoid the opposite gender parent, being intensely uncomfortable around them.

    “I know and trust you Chilgal.” Tahiri told her. Chilgal nodded, using body language learned from humans to indicate her acceptance.

    “Very well. We will start with food.” she told Tahiri. Tahiri blinked.

    “Food? How is food going to help?” Chilgal looked at her.

    “For your height Tahiri, you are about 10-15 kilos underweight.” Chilgal told her bluntly.

    “But I feel fine. And I was a prisoner, that’s why I am thin, and Jacen was worse than me when he escaped.” Tahiri said. Chilgal sighed.

    “Jacen was nearly starved to death, true, but since he escaped, he’s gained 30 kilos, moreover he’s a man. Granted some of that was due to adult body chemistry and the muscle gain thereafter.”

    “We’ll I’m 18 and I’m healthy enough.” Tahiri said a little defiantly.

    “Perhaps, but the fact remains. You are presently healthy for yourself, but to have a child will require nutrient stores you do not presently have.” She said. Tahiri calmed herself.

    “I’m working with a limited time frame here Chilgal.” she said. Chilgal glared at her.

    “For that you can thank Master Skywalker. Who decided that I would be the best choice to preserve genetic material.”

    “But I wasn’t asked.” Tahiri said. Chilgal shrugged.

    “I know, the adult women were given the opportunity to preserve their eggs, some, I will not name them, decided to make use of the offer. But the majority of the human women and all of the Twi’Leks did not.”

    “Why not?” Tahiri asked.

    “I honestly don’t know, Mon Cals are not monogamous and I was already beyond that stage of life, in fact by human standards I would be a Grandparent.” Chilgal told her.

    “I didn’t know.” Tahiri said. Chilgal shrugged.

    “I am not a mammal, I do not have the same emotional or protective instinct you will have for your children.”
    Tahiri stared at her with a disturbed expression.

    “Keep in mind Tahiri, that I have nearly a thousand offspring, most of whom I have never met after they were . . . Laid.” Chilgal said.

    “That’s . . .” Tahiri realized that she was about to say, horrible.

    “Difficult for humans, much less human women to understand, I am aware. You can imagine Master Skywalker’s near horror when he learn this.” Chilgal said. Tahiri managed a chuckle.

    “He is a bit conservative.” she said. Chilgal nodded.

    “Getting back to your issue, pardon the pun.” Chilgal said.
    “I don’t have the expertise a human doctor might have, so we’ll use the method used for thousands of years. We’ll incite your eggs to mature more rapidly than normal, then harvest the mature eggs. we will then use Anakin’s sperm to fertilize the eggs. Optimaly we will have 4 viable embryos to implant.”

    “Four?” Tahiri asked, more than a little wary of the idea of having four babies at once.

    “Yes, given your age and the stress you body has undergone in the last 4 years, we will likely see one embryo successfully implanted.” Chilgal said.

    “Only one?” Tahiri said, upset. Chilgal placed her webbed hand on Tahiri’s shoulder, injecting calm into the girl.

    “Calm yourself. Tahiri you are young, and underweight. Were you 21 and closer to a healthy weight, we would be talking about whether selective reduction was necessary.” Chilgal said. Tahiri had not been raised by human women, nor had she been exposed to human education. But she knew what selective reduction meant.

    “I . . .”

    “I know Tahiri, it is not a pleasant thing to consider.” Chilgal said. She stared at Tahiri.

    “Do you still wish to go through with this.” she asked Tahiri. Tahiri looked at her.
    And nodded.

    “So be it.”
  13. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Kessel Run Champion star 8 VIP - Game Winner

    Aug 31, 2004
    =D= Enjoyed the heart to heart talk.
  14. smash128

    smash128 Jedi Youngling star 2

    Feb 9, 2008
    Wow, a great update from you. Loved all the parts in it you had with all the different characters. I also agree on the part that Jacen's experience with the Vong and everything afterwords pretty much messed him up six ways from Sunday, but Tenel Ka is definitely his anchor to normality and reality in general which is why he needs her. Enjoyed the talk between Jaina and Han as well. Bravo =D= looking forward to the next update.
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  15. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    I'm still not sure why Jaina is opposed to Jacen being with Tenel Ka. After the events in Dark Journey, she knows how Tenel Ka feels about him, so why is she suddenly leery? I would think him staying on Hapes is MUCH preferable to being out by himself, even if you disregard what LFL turned him into on his 'explore'.

    Tenel Ka's efforts to find all of the Hapan orphans is pretty touching. Reminds me of most of the second half of Miss Saigon, where we meet up with the realities of lots of half-American kids in Vietnam.

    I like your development of their co-dependency on each other. He needs her to keep himself sane, and she needs someone to confide in; they seem to anchor each other. This is the team that they should have been.
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  16. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Jade_eyes: Glad your enjoying this fic.
    smash128: He's not that messed up, he engages people around him and he's not sitting on a bed, holding his knees and rocking.
    SiouxFan: For Jaina a return to normalcy would mean resuming the relationship she had with her twin before the war. For Jacen Normalcy would mean readjusting to the likely path he would have taken if the war hadn't happened. She recognizes that Jacen cohabitating with Tenel Ka is Jacen's way of moving beyond both the war and his childhood.

    “Do I really need to be here?” Han asked uncomfortably. His wife, daughter, and . . . Whatever relationship Tahiri was to him, smirked at his discomfort.

    “You can relax Dad, Tahiri doesn't even have to take off her clothes.” Jaina said with a smirk.

    “I really appreciate you being here Han.” Tahiri said. Han grunted.

    “Not sure how to think of this, normally grandfathers are not present for conception.” he said.

    “Technically speaking, we are implanting the embryos, not fertilizing them, they are already fertilized.” Chilgal said. Han squirmed in his seat.

    “Well that makes this so much less uncomfortable.” Han said and stood up.

    “If you don’t mind, I think I’ll step out for a bit.” Han said. They smirked at him and waved. They watched him leave, hearing him mutter “I need a drink.” as he left.

    “Now that the faint of heart have left, are you ready?” Chilgal asked. Tahiri, Leia and Jaina glanced at the syringe in her hand.

    “That seems a bit. . .” Leia started.

    “Primitive? Yes, but none the less effective.” Chilgal told them. Tahiri lifted her shirt up to her lower ribs.

    “I’m ready.” Tahiri said, visibly steeling herself.



    “You can come in now Dad.” Jaina told her father with a smirk. Han wearily left the seat outside the room, and followed her back in.

    “So its done?” Han asked.

    “We will know at the end of a week.” Chilgal said. She turned a data pad she had brought with her and handed it to Tahiri.

    “This is your diet, I expect you to follow it.” she said. Tahiri looked at it and raised her eyebrows.

    “Diet? I’m going to gain a lot a weight eating like this!” she exclaimed. Leia chuckled.

    “That is generally the idea when your pregnant.” she said. Tahiri looked at her for a moment and then stuck her tongue out at her. Han and Jaina laughed, while Leia tried to smother a grin. Tahiri got up.

    “Well now that its done, I think its time to hit the beach.” she said.

    “A beach with almost no human women not related to me . . . Well at least I can’t get in trouble for looking.” Han deadpanned.

    “Han!” Leia said, offended while Tahiri and Jaina laughed.


    “Now this is the life.” Han said, stretched out and relaxed on a beach chair. Leia gave him a raised look.

    “Even without pretty young things with body attributes that defy gravity?” she asked. Han snorted. He glance at his daughter and Tahiri who were enjoying the surf.

    “I see two pretty young things.” he said softly. Leia chuckled.

    “Who would have thought that you would turn grandpa so quickly on me.” she said. Han scowled.

    “Well, its happening. Might as well accept that I am . . . Old.” Han said in a small voice. Leia suddenly did not find the situation so funny. She looked away uncomfortably.

    “I should be glad I will see any of my grandkids.” Han rambled. Leia smiled.

    “You’ll be around plenty long. You might see some of your great grandchildren.” she said. Han gave her a vile look.

    “Don’t torment me woman.” he said. Leia chuckled.

    “We shouldn’t worry about it Han, I don’t have any family history to go on.” she said seriously. Han nodded.

    “I know. At least the kids and their kids will know where they came from.” Han said bitterly.

    “Have you ever looked?” Leia said. Han blinked and looked at her.

    “How come you never asked me before?” he asked her. She looked at the ocean.

    “I know what its like to not know, to not even know where to look. And I know how painful that is.” She said. Han sighed.

    “I never really did, but it bothered Chewie that I didn’t know. So he took it on himself to find them.”

    “Did he?” she asked. Han nodded.

    “Turns out befriending Wookies runs in the family.” he said.

    “Attichitcuk knew my grandfather. Also knew your father, Obi-Wan and Yoda.” Han said. Leia blinked.

    “Wait when did this come up.”

    “Last time we saw him.”

    “You didn’t tell me?” Leia said angrily.

    “Anakin had just died, I didn’t give a whole lot about the past at the time.” Han said. Leia calmed down. She nodded.

    “Getting back to my family, well they’re just names except for my Grandfather being a freight hauler.” He nodded at Jaina.

    “Gave me some ideas for later though.” he said. Leia glanced at their daughter.

    “Who was Jaina?” she asked. Han glanced at her.

    “My Mother.” he said. Leia stared. When Han had suggested the name, it fit so well that she had never questioned where he had come up with the name.

    “Hey is everything alright?” Jaina asked approaching them, Tahiri close behind. Leia glanced at them and then spoke.

    “I just found out your Father named you after his mother.” she said. Jaina’s eyebrows rose in surprise.

    “I thought you didn’t remember your mother!” she said to her father. Han sighed. Tahiri suddenly realized she had much more in common with Anakin’s family than she thought.

    “I don’t Jaina, all I ever found was her name, and my birthday, my real one, not the one we celebrate.” he said. Leia turned on him.

    “Your real birthday?” she asked. Han sighed knowing only full disclosure would suffice.

    “Yeah, it turned out I’m three years older than I thought.” he said, embarrassed.

    “Wait your 62?” Jaina asked. Han sighed.

    “Yes, I’m 62.” He said glaring at the girls who were struggling to contain smirks.

    “That’s not so bad.” Leia said, wooden faced.

    “Your only saying that because your-”

    “Don’t even think of finishing that statement!” Leia hissed. She glared at the girls for good measure. Tahiri still laughed. Jaina knew better. Leia sighed.

    “And to think this is the time Jacen is not here.” she said.

    “Don’t worry about Jacen, I’m sure he is well taken care of.” Tahiri said. Jaina and Leia gave her a perturbed look. Han chuckled.

    “Go Sprout.” Han said smugly.



    “Well, Can’t say I’m not in good hands.” Jacen gasped. Tenel Ka gave a throaty chuckle and kissed him fully.

    “Hand, singular.” she commented. “ . . . until next week that is.” she said, enjoying the deep booming laugh that vibrated through her and her bed. Jacen peered at the window.

    “What day, week is it?” he joked. Tenel Ka laughed.

    “A pleasant as a full week of sex sound, it is just mid afternoon.” she said.

    “Feels like eternity.” he said. Tenel Ka looked at him, realizing he meant it as a compliment. She smiled.

    “An eternity of this would be more than any human deserves.” she said. She got off him and settled onto her back next to him. She lifted her stump and looked at it. It ended at her elbow, the doctors had removed the sad remains of her radius and ulna. Over the years her arm had settled a calloused section of skin over the end of her humorous that had thickened, adding cartilage and more scar tissue. She lifted her right arm and compared them. It was an unfair comparison, the sad remains of her left, and her strong right, with tightly corded and shaped muscle.

    “Credit for your thoughts.” he said. She glanced at him.

    “I was thinking of the time, I was tallest and strongest out of us.” She said, only partially stretching the truth. He chuckled.

    “Ignoring Lowie and Zekk.” he said.

    “I speak only of us.” she said gently. He blinked.

    “I guess I’m taller.” he said. She sighed, placing her hand on a blatantly muscular male bicep. It did not give much when she squeezed.

    “Stronger too.” she said. Jacen sighed.

    “It isn’t about that. I love you.” he said. She smiled and kissed him passionately.

    “I have been waiting for you to say that.” she told him. He frowned.

    “But I just-”

    “I think we can both agree we said things we shouldn’t have said so soon while having sex.” she said. Jacen coughed suspiciously.

    “Like the plant a baby bit?” he said with a laugh. Tenel Ka was truly embarrassed.

    “I . . .” she started, blushing nearly as deep a red as her hair. Laughing Jacen waved her off.

    “It didn’t stop me now did it? Nor did the things I’ve said. Some of them should have gotten you seriously mad at me.” he said. Tenel Ka blushed again.

    “I enjoy your dirty talk.” she admitted. “And I enjoy that here in the privacy of my bed I have an equal. And that I don’t have to rule you.” she said. Jacen nodded.

    “Yeah, I still need to find something to do though.” he said. Tenel Ka sensed that his desire to stay was strengthening, and his need for purpose was waning. His comlink chirped. He frowned and grabbed it, finding a text only message, he quickly read it and handed it to Tenel Ka.

    “Tahiri went through with it.” he said. Tenel Ka considered.

    “Uncle Jacen. Sounds good.” she said. Jacen smirked. All the fun of being a patriarchal mentor, none of the responsibility of being the father.

    “I like the sound of that.”
    “Almost as good as Daddy.”

    “Yeah, almost-” Jacen stopped. “Wait What?!” Jacen said in alarm.

    “But your . . .” he said. Tenel Ka smirked.

    “No, I am not, but someday. . .” she said as Jacen calmed down.

    “Yeah someday.” he said. Tenel Ka’s comlink interrupted them. She let out a vexed sigh.

    “All these interruptions, I cannot spend a single afternoon getting . . .” she trailed off. Jacen frowned.

    “What happened?” he asked. Tenel Ka had a resigned look to her.

    “One of my ship captains has located a Vong Task group, with a squadron of the Peace Brigade.” she said. Jacen sighed.

    “So another fight.” he said. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “Unfortunately I’m about to be constrained by my own words.” she said. Jacen glanced at her.

    “During my first year as Queen, I expressed the desire to label the Peace Brigade as Pirates.” she said. Jacen nodded.

    “Unfortunately my Government took it as a command. And I will now be forced to deal with them as pirates.” She said and slammed the back of her head against the pillow in frustration. She sighed again and got up. Jacen sat up.

    “Hang on, I’ll come with you.” he said.



    Gallinore’s Jewels found them here. Hiding in this system.” Gunvor said.

    “That is a bad place for Vong ships to be, They do not deal very well with Pulsars.” Jacen said. Gunvor shivered.

    “I don’t much like the idea of taking our ships that close to one either. Especially this one. It’s called Siren for a reason.” he said. Jacen nodded. Tenel Ka glanced at her other advisors. They were not nearly as familiar with pulsars as fleet commanders and someone like Jacen, for all intensive purposes a nomad, would be.

    “What is so concerning about this pulsar?” Tenel Ka asked. Jacen pointed out at a series of numbers and equations.

    “The wobble. Most Pulsars have a fairly stable rotation, and a slight, if any wobble. This pulsar has an unpredictable wobble, and its Ejecta patterns are erratic. Even my Dad would steer clear of this star!” Jacen said, shaking his head. Tenel Ka glanced at Gunvor.

    “My Queen I recommend we wait until they move.” he said.

    “What?” Ida said infuriated. “We cannot let this pirates escape!” she said. Gunvor gave her a baleful look.

    “They are not worth the risk. Just the cosmic rays alone would cause fatal exposure to any ship that takes a hull hit. And we can’t use Battle Dragons, their ray shielding is not sufficient.”

    “How is it that they can stay there?” one of the staff advisors asked.

    “Probably using the Vong’s dovin Baasals to create a massive magnetic sheild.”

    “Has to be.” Jacen added. “If the Baasal faltered for even a milliseconds, it would irradiate every thing inside.

    “Our best bet is to blockade them. We can station more than enough ships at the edge of the Gravity well.”

    “Pin them to a Pulsar?” Jacen mused. “Brutal.” he concluded after thinking about it.”

    “We could try the kinetic weapons.” One of Gunvor’s advisors said.

    “Kinetic weapons against voids?” Jacen asked with a frown.

    “What he means is that we use a modified tractor beam to accelerate and launch small planetoids at them.” Gunvor said.

    “They’ll just move out of the way.” Jacen said with an incredulous frown.

    “Which is why we will rig it with explosives.”

    “. . .” Jacen stared at the man.

    “Gunvor who is this man?” he asked Gunvor with a strained expression.

    “This is Snow, he is our director of tactics development.” Gunvor said. Jacen held a steady stare at Snow.

    “So when your boss presents your Queen with a real problem, you give a solution that only has a real application against ground side troops.”” He said in an annoyed tone. Snow stiffened.

    “Who are you to question my tactical advice?” Snow said. Gunvor lost his patience.

    “This man spent all 5 years of the war fighting the Vong. He did not spend the entire war in the Tac room of the Queen’s academy! Further more, he, unlike you has served as a Fleet Coordinator.” Gunvor told him.

    “Enough Gunvor.” Tenel Ka said. The flag officers and Jacen glanced at Tenel Ka, and by unspoken agreement, dropped it.

    “The fact remains, we cannot deploy against them while they hug that Pulsar. Not without undue risk for minimal gain.” Gunvor said.

    “Undue risk? They are sailors, they have been fighting this war for years.” Tenel Ka said.

    “My Queen, they are but thirty ships, none of them are capital ships. The Task Force we would have to commit would include eight Star Destroyers and forty Novas and Dragons. Just four of the Star Destroyers would be overkill.”

    “So why do you advise such a passive approach?”

    “The Pulsar’s ejecta will greatly affect the ray sheilds.” Jacen said. “Without them the ships will only have the material shields, I know that a Star Destroyer has enough, but I don’t know that much about Hapan ships.” he said. Gunvor nodded.

    “We depend much more on Ray sheilds for cosmic ray shielding, unlike Corellians, who prefer using mass based shielding.” Gunvor said. Tenel Ka considered.

    “If this is truly that dangerous, they will have no choice but to abandone their position. Gunvor position a Task Force to respond when they do.” she said. Gunvor flinched.

    “A Task Group would suffice, committing two dozen Star Destroyers is a lot of overkill.” Gunvor pointed out. Tenel Ka looked at him.

    “I am aware Gunvor. I have no doubt that they will have no choice but to try to fight their way out. I am not interested to lose any more of my sailors and soldier by under committing.” she said.

    “And it puts out a message.” Jacen said.

    “It does at that.” Tenel Ka said. She looked at her advisors.

    “Anything further?” she asked. Gunvor nodded.

    “Yes my Queen, the Training Camps in the Crystal isles has been converted for use as a temporary orphanage. Just in time as it seems.” he said. Tenel Ka’s attention perked.

    “oh?” she asked.

    “The First group will be arriving. I’m concerned we do not have enough people.” he said. Tenel Ka considered.

    “Find volunteers until we can secure a more permanent staff.” She said. She glanced at Jacen.

    “Perhaps we should see this for ourselves.” she said. Jacen looked at her, and then nodded.


    The situation they found was less than ideal, and neither had to be Force Sensitive to sense the severe embarrassment Gunvor clearly had.

    Gunvor had recruited extensively from the nucleus of his Army and of the Navy, he had taken several thousand Sergeants and Chiefs at the end of their careers, who had recruited, forcefully it seemed, younger enlisted men.

    The problem, was that long serving Non-coms were wondrously effective at controlling and teaching teenage or fully grown men.
    Unfortunately, their new charges, were very new indeed.

    “I have no excuse.” Gunvor said, observing the wary and harried adult men deal, with varying degrees of success, with the myriad small children.

    “Its not as bad as it appears.” Jacen observed calmly. Tenel Ka glanced at him. She could agree that eventually the situation would be in hand, but at the moment, it was far from ideal. And she could feel herself getting broody just looking at all these children.

    “ It is expected.” Jacen continued. “Children are afraid of new situations, and strangers, especially male strangers.” he said. Gunvor grunted.

    “I suppose I was over optimistic concerning the Non-Coms.” he said. Jacen shook his head.

    “No, they will be great for the job. They just need to learn to deal with kids.” Jacen said and then frowned.

    “What the hell?” he asked and then moved. Gunvor looked at him in confusion until he realized that the Queen had also left with him, both with perplexed expressions.

    When he caught up he saw why. Three young sailors were compulsively trying to comfort feed and entertain a child. At the same time.

    “What the hell are you three . . . .?” Gunvor started and then felt a compulsion overtake him. That child was lonely, cold and hungry. Terenas Gunvor could take care of that! He took a step toward the child before Jacen tightly gripped his shoulder.

    As abruptly as the compulsion started it ceased and Gunvor looked around in confusion. Nearby the three sailors looked even more confused, and then as one, backed away from the child.

    “My Queen?” Gunvor asked, having been able to realize that neither she nor Jacen Solo were affected by the compulsion.

    “I did not expect this.” Tenel Ka said softly. Jacen nodded.

    “Neither did I, though with this many people, there was bound to be at least one.” he said. He glanced at her.

    “This is a more troubling problem.” he said. Tenel Ka glanced at Gunvor.

    “The child is Force Sensitive, and his powers are manifesting early.” she said. Jacen shrugged.

    “I wouldn’t say early. Jaina could use Telekinesis at that age, and . . . Well I could get my way from a lot of weak willed adults at the time.” He said as the boy in question suddenly realized it no longer could influence the adult men, and started crying.

    “How do we prevent the men from being controlled?” Gunvor asked dubiously. Jacen and Tenel Ka exchanged wary glances. Both had soft places in their hearts for children. But this was much further than either was comfortable with.

    “We can’t, not without Psalamiri, and I will not tolerate those creatures on my Worlds.” Tenel Ka said.

    “It seems I will need to adopt directly.” Tenel Ka said. Gunvor gave her a look of surprise.

    “His desire for comfort, safety and food is being expressed through the Force, and this child clearly has an Empathic effect through the Force. Jacen and I can squelch his influence on others.”

    “But my Queen!” Gunvor started to protest ‘Queens of the Hapan Empire do not adopt!’.

    “The only other choice, will be to send the child to the JedI. I am not about to surrender every Force Sensitive child to a Foreign power, even one I am a part of.” Tenel Ka said.


    During the ride back Jacen found himself staring down at an angry child. Jacen chuckled, a deep rumbling laugh. The boy glared at him. He was three, maybe four with unkempt blond hair and brown eyes so pale they were almost orange.

    “What is your name?” he asked the boy. The boy blinked and then remembered he didn’t like the big man or the red haired lady who completely ignored his telepathic demands. Tenel Ka was able to hide her amusement over the sight they presented. Jacen seated, almost slouch over in his seat. And the boy, Argent, trying to stand his ground, literally. She was well aware that the boy’s defiance amused him greatly.

    “You will need to speak to us at some point, Argent.” Tenel Ka told the boy, gently placing her arm around his small shoulder. The child vehemently spurned her attempt to be nice to him. Nearby Gunvor coughed suspiciously. Jacen chuckled with him.

    “I wouldn’t laugh too much Gunvor, we at least can say he can’t influence us.” he said. The old General glared. Jacen glanced at Tenel Ka.

    “So where are you going to put the kid?” he asked. Tenel Ka blinked and looked at the boy, who was yawning. She hadn’t considered where the boy would sleep the night when she decided in a split second to take him in.

    “He’ll have to stay with us for the night.” she said. Jacen gave her a resigned look.

    “Fine, but your going to have a serious issue with that kid.” he said. Tenel Ka frowned and gave him a wounded look. Jacen relented.

    “WE are going to have a serious issue with that kid.” he corrected. Tenel Ka frowned again.
    “What is that?” she asked.

    “Other people are not quite real for him. He has been able to make others submit to his bidding as long as he can remember.” Jacen said. Gunvor shivered. Jacen stared at the child, who glared back.

    “He know he is alone, and desperately wants not to be, desires the love of a mother and the security of a family. And he unconsciously injects that need through the Force. To myself and Tenel Ka we feel it like you would feel a child tugging on the leg of your pants. But to you and other Force Blind feel an unceasing and overpowering compulsion to smother the boy in affection.” Jacen said.

    “How come I don’t feel that now?” Gunvor said. Jacen smirked.

    “Because Tenel Ka and I are blocking his use of the Force.” he said. Gunvor’s eyebrows rose.

    “You can do that?” Gunvor asked in surprise.

    “Well the key to that is thinking small.” Jacen said enigmatically.

    “Thinking small?” Gunvor repeated.

    “Thinking small.” Jacen confirmed. Gunvor looked to his Queen who shrugged, and gave him a look that expressed that she was as mystified as he was.

    “That why he’s so mad?” Gunvor said. Jacen considered.

    “Not really he doesn’t understand why people fawn over him. He’s more mad that the people around him who normally fawn over him, now treated him like . . . A child.”

    “Hence the reason he doesn’t think other people are independent beings.” Tenel Ka said gently touching the boy’s shoulder. She abruptly shrieked in surprise.

    “He bit me!” Tenel Ka said in surprise. Jacen wasn’t going to tolerate this. Gesturing with a finger, he raised the boy in the air with the Force.

    “Argent.” He said in a cold tone. The boy shrieked in fear. Fear of being held powerless in the air, and fear of the grown man using cold threatening tones at him.

    “ You will not bite, you will not fight Tenel Ka. You will obey. You will be a good boy.” he told the boy in tones no child would ever argue with.

    “Do. You. Understand. Me?” he asked firmly. The boy shakily nodded. Slowly Jacen lowered the boy back down to the group, the boy shivered in fright. Jacen stared at him.

    “I suggest you apologize to Tenel Ka. Now.” He told the boy. The boy turned to face Tenel Ka stared at Jacen for a moment, unsure what she had just witnessed.

    “I’m sorry.” Argent finally said, speaking for the first time in their presence. Tenel Ka managed a tight smile.

    “You are forgiven.” she said, and dropped to her knee and allowed the boy to hug her. She returned the hug with her single arm, mildly concerned with the boy’s shaking. She glared at Jacen.

    Jacen’s shoulders drooped.




    “Did you have to frighten him so badly?” Tenel Ka hissed quietly. Jacen glanced at her laying on her side with the sleeping boy snuggled with her.
    “He spent half an hour cowering before he fell asleep!” she added. Jacen expression had no sympathy.

    “I did not strike him, or harm him in any way. And if I’m going to co-raise him with you, I’ll be damned if I have to put up with biting.” he said firmly.

    “I did no more and no less than what my father would have done if I had bitten someone.” he said.


    “He is a little boy. I laid down the law. Maybe more harshly than was required, but it got the message across. He needs rules and limits, and he will be all the more happy for it.” Jacen said.

    “He is afraid of you.” she said. Jacen chuckled.

    “Only for now.” Jacen said. “He will get over a moment of fright.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka considered. His culture was different, heavily shaded by his father’s harsh youth as a Corellian orphan. Corellians believed in using a firm, hard hand in discipline. The Dathomiri we firm believers in discipline, but even the threat of corporal punishment bordered on abuse in their eyes. Tenel Ka decided that, whatever his methods, they were effective and had the boy’s well being in mind. She looked at him as something else came to mind.

    “You said you would co-raise Argent. Does this mean you will stay?” she asked. Jacen swallowed and sighed.

    “Yes.” he said.
    “I will stay.”




    “You are free of course to leave. Bear in mind that we shall not accept you back into service.”

    Jaggad Fel stared impassively.

    “It is of no concern to me. The Chiss have nothing to offer.” he said. The Chiss seated across from him was the Lieutenant General in charge of the CEDF’s Strafighter Forces. At Jag’s impudent comment, he bristled.

    “What can they offer you that you cannot find here?” he asked.

    “A life.” Jag stated coldly. The Chiss General turned his head to regard the other members of the Fel Clan.

    “And you are also intent on leaving our service?” he asked. Baron Fel openly sneered.

    “I had to be kidnapped to be brought here. I have been waiting for this day for 25 years.”

    “What makes you think you can leave?” the General asked.

    “Do you think a man of my ability hasn’t arranged for his own freedom? You will grant me this or I will make the Chiss vulnerable to the rest of the Galaxy.” Baron Fel said. The General scoffed.

    “How is that? You are but two men and a boy!” he said with a laugh that abruptly ceased when he heard the power selector slide of a blaster click in his ear.

    “General Fel has loyal followers. Even among the Chiss.” hissed a lithe female Chiss.

    “Shwankyr!” Jag said in surprise. She glanced at him.

    “Your friends and compatriots stand with you Jaggad Fel.”

    “This will not be over here.” The Chiss general said.

    “For us it is.” said another young Chiss, clubbing the back of the General’s skull with the butt of a blaster pistol.

    Shwankyr approached General Fel.

    “General, we must leave.” she said.

    To say Jag Fel was shocked was a severe understatement. The Chiss General was outraged.

    “What is the meaning of this!” he thundered. Shwankyr turned on him and forcibly pushed him into the nearest wall.

    “This is rebellion. For far too long have the Chiss been ruled by the Ascendancy. For far too long have the Empire of the Hand suborned themselves. Consider this a declaration of war.” she said, tucking the blaster under his chin, and fired.

    “Shwankyr!” Jag yelled in shock. She glanced at him.

    “Are you really so surprised Jaggad? Every species has its internal divisions.” she told him. Baron Fel was the one who answered her.

    “Under who’s orders are you acting?” he asked. She actually smiled.

    “You don’t have to ask.” she said. Soontir sighed.

    “Why did your father choose now?” he asked. Shwankyr smiled again.

    “We had to wait for Casus Belli. The finally gave us this when they ordered him to have you two killed.” she said. Jag glanced at his Father.

    “If it’s a war you will press, I will join you.” Jag said. Shwankyr shook her head.

    “Jag you have been an exemplary Commander, and a good friend. But this war, will be a Chiss war.” she said. “It is not your fight.”

    “I have served the Chiss Ascendancy my entire life! How can I not take sides?”

    “Because you are human. This war is about long standing feuds and righting long suffered injustices. Leave Chiss Space Jag. You have a life outside Chiss Space waiting for you.”

    “I cannot leave my friends like this.” he said stubbornly.

    “And we cannot drag you into this.” Shwankyr said. She put a hand on his shoulder in a show of camaraderie.
    “I wish you were born a Chiss man. . .” she said. Abruptly she turned the blaster on him.

    “Good bye Jaggad.” she said.

    Before Jag could protest, Shwankyr fired, launching Jag, Cem and Soontir into unconsciousness as the stun bolts struck them.
  17. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Kessel Run Champion star 8 VIP - Game Winner

    Aug 31, 2004
    Awesome! T/TK -- Jacen is absolutely right -- it was necessary and essential that he set ground rules of acceptable behavior immediately with Argent; and I am glad that this ties him to Tenel Ka more than he already was. His path really lies with her. :)

    But the Jag scene -- yay!!!!!!!! yay! Woot! Very happy about this turn of events, leading Jag to a life with Jaina, or at least leaving that as an option, whereas if he'd stayed in Chiss space, it would've been impossible. [face_thinking]
  18. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    I think that Jacen was only kidding himself when he thought about leaving. He's never been able to say 'No' to Tenel Ka, and I don't meant that in a bad way. Like I said before, the two of them need each other more than they probably realize. My son is lucky that I don't have the Force, otherwise I think I'd do to him what Jacen just did!

    Whoa, a Chiss civil war. This won't go well.

    Keep up the good work, it is nice to see a 'non-sithy' Jacen story. Thanks!
  19. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    Jade_eyes: i know I'm getting slightly out of character for Canon Jacen, but the fact is I write what I know, I was raised in a family where violence on myself or my brothers part was not tolerated, and my father was in favor of wrestling us into a submissive position. We never were hurt or even bruise beyond our normal rough housing, but we learned Ma and Pa's authority was absolute within our home. And we both turned out to be upstanding members of the military who can boast a single traffic ticket between us. Firm rules and guidance is the most effective model and moderator for young boys.

    SouixFan: I don't view Jacen decieving himself, he truly hasn't come to grips to what he is. Throughout history, war has been used as a clear definite line between boyhood and manhood. These examples are misleading for enlisted and conscripted troops. Wars do have positive effects on the troopers, testing himself and his physical limits, giving him a source of pride for better or for worse. But what is lost is that war does not necessarily transform young men into fully mature and responsible adults. Jacen has been forged in the fires of war and privation. But in truth he has experienced only being a Jedi, and War. He has little or no social training, and is in now way externally trained to be a husband or father. He has accomplished much, but the gaping holes in his life experience gives him serious cause to question his fitness to be in a peaceful setting.

    I've been on leave throughout october, and I'll be reporting to my ship soon, so my posts might be a bit sporadic.
  20. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    A three year old child skulked about the elaborate and gilded halls of the Queen’s residence. He had learned quickly that the male that irritated him and scared him would ignore him if he was quiet and didn’t direct his anger at the grown man. It had taken a while but he finally escaped the room without alerting that man, or so the boy thought.

    “Argent, what are you doing?” that man said calmly. The child spun and looked up in shock at Jacen Solo.
    Jacen sighed.
    “Kid, you’re starting to upset Tenel Ka with all these escape attempts.” he said. He leaned over, looming over the small boy.
    “You don’t want to hurt her feelings? Do you?” he asked. The child scowled, more from being caught by Jacen than anything else. Jacen just sighed again and shook his head as he picked up the boy, who squirmed and quickly became a dead weight.

    After that first night with Jacen and Tenel Ka, Argent had quickly taken to Tenel Ka, who in turn fell head over heals in love with the boy. Privately Jacen had decided it was overall for the better, since with a boy she was just learning to love and with her surgery, Tenel Ka no longer felt a burning desire for a child of her own making. For now that is. If he played his cards right, Jacen had determined, he could hold off having kids for at least a year.
    Wishful thinking Bub, its happening when she decides to go for it. Jacen chided himself.

    During the week Tenel Ka’s media drones had carefully allowed a number of leaks. First there was the announcement that Tenel Ka was having a surgery to implant a prosthetic arm. The Hapan Holo media chewed over it for three days, deciding that the Queen was concerned that Hapan veterans maimed during the war might follow her lead and live limbless. Tenel Ka was actually touched by that sentiment.

    The drones then leaked that Queen was taken an ‘energetic’ interest in Jacen Solo. The euphemism was generally acknowledge to be the Queen’s way of warning her subjects she would soon be Formally announcing Jacen Solo as her Consort. That she was mulling over a marriage to him was no a consideration to most Hapans, the few holo reporters who had suggested it had either said so in jest, or been scoffed at. Tenel Ka had Ingrid take notes on which reporters had seriously guessed correctly.

    It was the final leak that had blown up in proportions beyond what Tenel Ka or Jacen had expected. That Ingrid had warned them about it would be a stubbornly ignored fact by Tenel Ka. The drones had leaked that Tenel Ka was adopting a Force Sensitive child, a boy. It had been leaked only a hour before her surgery.

    She had woken up to a minor incident on hand. One faction decided that it was because she had discovered that she was sterile. Another decided it was from a broodiness signaling the Queen was soon to begin producing legal heirs. A third faction decided that Queen was leading by example and encouraging her able populace to adopt the myriad orphans the media had suddenly realized existed. It was the final group that threatened to set Tenel Ka off into a rage only Jacen and a her cabinet knew she was capable of. Ingrid had even anticipated that, having seen Tenel Ka reduce a lower noble to a sobbing mess when Tenel Ka found out the woman had embezzled funds marked to infantry combat armor.

    This final group had suggested that the Queen was looking to turn the Hapan cluster into a Force Sensitive hegemony, and would soon be replacing the Hapan Court with Foreign Force Sensitives. It had taken the combined reasoning/pleading of Jacen, her father, Ingrid and Gunvor to restrain her from her initial impulse to take 100 square centimeters of skin from the fool who had suggested that. When she had calmed down, she had Ingrid release statements encouraging the women of Hapes to adopt if they had the means as she did now, remarking that the Queen expected to need the practice in the coming years for her own legal heirs, when Hapes was in a more stable condition.

    It had silenced most of the commentators, but had a select few doubling down on bad speculation, or crowing over publically avowed good guesses.
    The worst effect of the incident, was that her Grandmother had seen the news and had attempted to use it to her advantage and publically discredit her Granddaughter. Fortunately the Editors for the Hapan News syndicates knew better than to anger a young, in assailably powerful Queen. Especially given the family line’s known penchant for harsh rule to those who merely irritated them.

    The incident nonetheless had Force Tenel Ka to exile her Grandmother to the Crystal Reef Palace as her place of house arrest. There Tenel Ka would ensure her silence.
    For his part, Jacen had remained a voice of calm reason, perfectly willing to let the thing blow over. Of course with the surgery and the incident, Jacen had found himself stuck with the boy. Who still very strongly disliked him. That fact still amused Jacen. Greatly.

    “Alright Argent, Tenel Ka’s meeting is over we're going to go see her.” he told the boy, amused as he watched the child perk up and then remember to be surly toward Jacen. Jacen restrained a shrug. In time he knew that the boy would come to like him, but for now he was comfortably with the boy having no doubt that Jacen was an unquestionable authority figure.
    Playing the Bad Guy Jacen decided, was actually fun.

    Tenel Ka glanced up from her desk as Jacen walked in the Argent in his arms. She smiled and stood while Jacen allowed Argent to slip and eel his way out of Jacen’s grip and onto the floor. The boy all but tackled her legs, having learned to turn on the charm to get his way, or so the boy thought.

    “Argent! How is my favorite boy?” she asked The boy merely giggled in response and snuggled into her hair. Tenel Ka ignored Jacen’s chuckling and hugged the boy, carefully as she did not fully have fine control over her prosthetic arm. She glanced at Jacen.
    “How was he?” she asked unnecessarily as both knew she had been pinging Jacen and the boy with the Force for hours.

    “Surly towards me, but otherwise charming your guards into quivering piles of affectionate goo.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka smiled. The had both been relieved that the child had discovered he could get what he wanted from most adults by charming the pants off them. That neither Jacen nor Tenel Ka discouraged him emboldened him further. It still had the nagging problem that it did not affect most men as much and Jacen not at all.
    Tenel walked to Jacen and kissed on the lips before sitting on one of her office couches. Argent was content to stay in her arms, having exhausted himself by attempting to escape first the Male guard assigned to protect him and slink away from Jacen when Jacen returned from the training grotto.

    “Runweld was a good choice, he doesn’t turn to goo like your female guards turn into.” he said, sliding himself in the couch. Tenel Ka frowned.

    “They behave absolutely professionally.” she said in defense of the majority of her guards.

    “Outwardly yes, but I haven’t felt this much female gooeyness since Wedge let Jaina baby sit his kids before the war.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka winched, having experienced said gooeyness when Jaina had returned to the Academy, and decided to relate the entire experience, her feeling, and tried to find a way to get Tenel Ka to relate to it. At Fifteen Tenel Ka had yet to be in the presence of a child young enough to feel gooey over. The entire thing had forced her to try to hijack the conversation into the activity she had participated in with her mother. Her first Hunting kill. It was fortunately enough to put a teenage Jaina off gushing to Tenel Ka for good.

    “They will get over it.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen shrugged.

    “Hopefully. My parents gave me a Hypercall to warn me the will be arriving tonight.” he said in a resigned voice. It was Tenel Ka’s turn to shrug.

    “It is expected. Tahiri made it clear she intended to take you and your father’s promises of support.” she said. “Your parents must feel they needed to be with her.” She studied Jacen.
    “What else?” she asked.

    “Jaina is with them.” he said. Tenel Ka paused. She slowly nodded.

    “Good.” she said.


    “Yes good.” she affirmed. “I have no desire of walking on egg shells around your sister.” she said. Jacen restrained a sigh. He had gotten the full story from his parents, his aunt and uncle, reluctantly from his sister, and from Tenel Ka who still had the echo of hurt and betrayal in her voice when she talked about it. While Tenel Ka had never been tight with Jaina, she was still her childhood friend.

    “Just remember she will always be my sister, no matter how much she annoys me or you.” he said. Tenel Ka sighed.

    “You are right. I just have been trained to view her as a rival.” Tenel Ka said. Jacen frowned.
    “Usually consorts remain loyal to their mothers and sisters. In most Hapan consortships, the battle is to break that loyalty and shift it to the matron. They do not have a concept of a sister in law.” she said. Jacen slowly nodded.

    “I understand.” Jacen said. Tenel Ka smiled at him.

    “No you don’t.” she said, gently caressing Argent’s hair.

    “No I don’t.” Jacen allowed.
    “The thing is-” the door opened, interrupting them. Tenel Ka half glared at Rayne.

    “What reason have you to interrupt my privacy?” She said in a harsh tone.

    “Message from General Gunvor My Queen.” Rayne said with a bowed head. Tenel Ka squashed the feeling of dread she had developed during the war when news came to her like this. She took the data pad from Rayne and quickly scanned the device. The words on the screen paled her.

    “No, not this no.” she whispered in shock. She stood and all but shoved Argent into Rayne’s arms.

    “Jacen come, we must deal with this swiftly!” she said. It was all Jacen could do to keep up, and control the spike of anguish from her from making him retch.

    “Karyn, named after a Pirate Lord’s favorite Captive wife-” Gunvor started, but was cut off from a snort from Adimine.

    “Most successful Brood Mare more like it. He named the world after her when she produce twelve sons to him.” she said bitterly.

    “The blood of Hapan men is showing through today.” Ida said bitterly. Hulda shook her head.

    “No, the incident was caused by the women of Karyn.” she said.

    “Silence!” Tenel Ka said tersely.
    “Gunvor continue.” she said icily. He sighed.

    “The incident’s cause lies in our casualties.” he started, aside from Hulda and Adimine, all the other members of the cabinet frowned in confusion.
    “Karyn was one of our least populated worlds, they only managed to provide 3 million troops. Unfortunately our casualties were disproportionately high among Karyn regional units. A little less than a million returned home, with 300 thousand unaccounted for.” he said, using a data pad to bring Karyn up on the holoprojector. It displayed the world and its cities, marking cities with male to female ratios.
    “The main problem is in the Capitol city and these five population centers.” he said.

    “Strange, I would have expected the worst problems to occur with the most male deprived towns.” Ingrid said looking at the stats. Gunvor grunted.

    “The Governor during the first 3 years of the war was smarter than she acted or looked. She had the Army units of Karyn assembled chronologically from enlistment. Which meant the population centers were fairly evenly distributed among their army units. She also relaxed their immigration policy to entice male agricultural workers to immigrate, which actually offset the losses in the agricultural regions. Unfortunately-”

    “Unfortunately Karyn has no resources or businesses outside of agriculture. And Governor Hirakada had no businesses in the cities to draw foreign men.”

    “The problems were seeded with Hirakada’s replacement, Narcis, who was elected when the local populace decided they did not like having so many foreigners on their world. She expelled as many as she could from Karyn and then disestablished their manning policies and all new units were based on their location of enlistment.” he said.
    “She made the problems of her own design worse by hiding the casualty figures from the cities. The farming communities were more dependent on the department of Agriculture for news, and thus had solid lines of information concerning their sons and daughters.”

    “From our reports the Farming communities have taken steps to resolve the shortage of men, offering property to foreign workers . . . And permitting marriage, more precisely polygamous marriage.” Hulda said. Aside from Gunvor, Jacen and Tenel Ka, the Cabinet members were flabbergasted.

    “Marriage? The would taken equal partnership with a man! Foreign Men!” Ida nearly shrieked.
    Be Silent!” Tenel Ka said harshly. She looked to Gunvor.

    “Continue Gunvor. I will tolerate no further interruptions.” she said glaring at her cabinet.

    “Yes, well the Capital was one of the least affected, having the population base to absorb the losses. But it still left them with a 4:1 female to male ratio. High enough to make the competition for men cutthroat, but not high enough for the women of the Capitol to consider alternative arrangements.” he said.
    “The Governor made a final mistake, criticizing women unable to find men, in effect telling them to ‘take want they need and be done with it’.” Gunvor looked at the other Cabinet members.

    “The Women in the capital did exactly that, killing rivals and . . . Forcing men. At present there are reports of rape gangs roving through the city. The death toll is relatively low, but . . .”

    “But we are talking about mass rape in a Hapan city, perpetrated by Hapans on other Hapans.” Borghilde said in a cold voice. Gunvor nodded.

    “The incident spread to these four cities.” he said indicating the four cities with the capital colored red.

    “ In Torven, roughly three thousand women stormed the Infantry barracks there.” all the cabinet paled, this did not seem like a stabilizing incident. Quite the opposite in fact.

    “Who would try this? They are armed!” Ida said. Gunvor glared at the interruption.

    “Torven was the worst hit of these five cities. Their male population was literally decimated. The assault resulted in the deaths of several hundred women, and the command structure of the 6 of 8 of the battalions there. Four of them returned last week from the front. My most senior man on station is a female lieutenant Colonel, in the current situation she is being ignored, two of the battalions set out without orders or any real semblance of order to the capital, and company sized units set off to secure the remaining cities and communities on that world. Borghilde breathed a sigh of relief.

    “So it is over then?” she asked. Gunvor shook his head.

    “No, the soldiers of Karyn are responding, in kind.” The Cabinet went dead silent again. Without warning Tenel Ka’s fist slammed on the Conference table, shattering her end of the table and toppling several of her advisors in surprise. Jacen placed his hand on her shoulder. Visibly calming herself Tenel Ka turned her vile humored gaze on Gunvor.

    “What is the present situation?” she demanded.

    “Three of our Battalions are now under control and have secured Torven, from our reports these are the only Battalions whose Battalion Sergeants survived and were able to maintain control, though one of them had to resort to shooting soldiers caught . . . Involving themselves.” Gunvor said.
    “Lt. Colonel Drassi has capture the Capitol complex and has Narcis under arrest and has executed a number of ‘ring leaders’. Torven and the Capitol are under control. The 5 uncontrolled battalions are so splintered my aides can’t make sense of who is where. We do know that most of the units stopped . . . Raping, but we have reports that small bands of soldiers are still roving through the cities and . . .”

    “I think I’ve heard enough.” Tenel Ka said. She stood.
    “Gunvor dispatch a full Corps to Karyn, extradite Narcis, she shall answer for incompetence to me in person. Instruct your commanders to deal with any confirmed reports of rape by individuals by execution. Secure the cities, return the surviving officers and senior enlisted to Hapes for a full investigation.” She turned to Ingrid.

    “Have a statement sent out to all worlds in the Consortium. A repeat of this incident will result in bombardment from Orbit.” she said and sat again. Borghilde reluctantly stood.

    “My Queen, regarding the perpetrators who impregnated themselves by their actions . . .” she began. Tenel Ka blinked, open mouthed as she considered.

    “stays shall be issued until birth, after which sentences shall be carried out.” Tenel Ka said firmly. She starred at Gunvor and Runa.
    “There shall be no exceptions.”

    “What is with this place?” Han complained, having been ignored entirely by the Hapans yet again. The last time he had been here, he had met looks of disdain and sneers. Today even the guards seemed to barely notice him.

    “Whatever it is Tenel Ka is pissed about it.” Tahiri remarked, shivering.

    “You alright?” Han asked placing a hand on her shoulder. Tahiri nodded.

    “I’m fine, just the vibe I’m getting from Tenel Ka, Jacen . . . I guess he feels a little resigned.

    “Whatever it is, they are both on edge.” Jaina said looking around at the semi-frantic Hapans.

    “Welcome parents and sisters of the Prince Consort Presumptive.” Rayne Astarta said. They stopped and looked at Rayne Astarta.

    “You know, if you didn’t have a different Accent, you could be Tenel Ka’s twin.” Jaina said. Rayne nodded.

    “That was the idea, though I much prefer my native blonde.” Rayne said nodding at Tahiri. Tahiri grinned.
    “I shall take you to the Queen’s residence, hold for a moment.” she said turning to a small alcove, reaching in and dragging a fighting three year old boy out of his hiding place. Hanging the boy over her shoulder she lead them.

    “Follow me please.”

    “I thought I told you not to bite.” Jacen said, gently wiping the blood from Argent’s mouth.
    The boy had made the mistake of biting Rayne’s elbow from his swaying perch from her shoulder. Rayne’s unfortunate instinctive reaction was to elbow him sharply in the mouth. Knocking one of his incisors out. Jacen’s mother, sister and Tahiri were all shocked and worried for the boy. For her part Rayne was borderline horrified, and visibly upset. She had calmed when Tenel Ka reminded her that Rayne had thoroughly trounced the future queen when a three year old Tenel Ka had picked a fight with a 5 year old Rayne, leaving both covered in scratches and bruises, and Tenel Ka, missing two teeth.

    “I’m talking to you boy!” Jacen said in an angered tone. He tried to ignore the barely contained laughter of his father. Argent nodded and snuffled again. Jacen studied him and then decided to let it go. The boy was in quite a bit of pain. Jacen pulled the boy close, the boy in enough pain to be eager for any comfort, even mean old Jacen.

    “What goes around comes around son.” Han said, with a mild laugh. Jacen gave him an annoyed look.
    “Don’t give me that look boy, I recall a three year old getting mad and chomping on Borsk Fel’ya’s leg. Course it was covered in fur, prompting you to spit and declare Borsk ‘Hairy Legs’.” Han said. Jacen frowned.

    “That’s where that came from?” he asked in surprise. “But his opponents called him that in the Senate!” Han grinned.

    “You bet Son Number One. . .” Han said, trailing off as he realized he had used Jacen’s nickname from him when Anakin was alive and ‘Son Number Two’. Both started when Tenel Ka started laughing, bordering on giggling.

    “I’ll be damned, she’s a woman after all.” Han marveled.

    “That she is.” Jacen said, openly admiring Tenel Ka as she and his mother talked standing at the counter of the kitchen. Not that either his mother or Tenel Ka had actually cooked anything other than battle field rations.

    “Jacen.” Tenel Ka said without turning. “I’m glad you appreciate the shape and tone of my rear, but that can wait until later.” she said. Jacen fought to appear indifferent.

    “You better get used to it Tenel Ka, we Solo men are partial to sexy thighs and a sassy ass!” Han said, leaving Jaina horrified, Tenel Ka and Leia blushing, Leia more than a little furious, Jacen covering Argent’s ear and glaring. And Tahiri laughing so hard she was in danger of wetting herself. Jacen release his hand from Argent’s ears.

    “Are you nuts Dad! I don’t want Argent repeating you! Tenel Ka is scary when she is mad.” he said, ignoring Argent’s hand squeezing his face in retaliation.

    “Relax kid, you three didn’t pick up on my talk until you turned eight.” Han said and then gave Argent a perturbed look when the boy started playing his face.
    “C’mon kid what do I look like a Face manikin?” he asked.

    “Force active at that age?” Tahiri said apprehensively. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “Yes, though Jacen ‘made him small’ in the Force removing that ability for now.”
    Tenel Ka said. Jaina all but rolled her eyes.

    “I hate it when he does that, does all these thing but doesn’t explain or warn us when he does it.” she said. Tenel Ka shrugged.

    “ It does him no harm, and it will be better for his development if he is cut off from the Force for now.” Tenel Ka said. Jaina shrugged.

    “It bothers me more that he can do that, than the fact that he did.” Jaina said. The others nodded.

    “I’ll get it out of him someday.” Tenel Ka said. She glanced at Tahiri.
    “Any news?” she asked. Tahiri brightened.

    “Yes, I bet the odds and got three!” she said happily. Tenel Ka hugged her friend.

    “That is wonderful Tahiri!” Tenel Ka told her.

    “Oh great baby talk.” Jaina groused. Tahiri gave her a hurt look.

    “But you…”

    “I’m sorry Tahiri but there’s only so much of you and Mom’s Yay Baby stuff I can take.” Jaina said. Leia frowned at her.

    “You do not desire children?” Tenel Ka asked her. Jaina froze.

    “Not right now, Jag and I are . . . Well it needs sorting out.” she said. Tenel Ka glanced at Jacen, tolerantly letting Argent push and pull at his and his father’s faces, the child having discovered he can make Han look like Jacen and vice versa.

    “Perhaps not as much sorting out as you think.” Tenel Ka said as unbidden desires and lust flare from her through the Force. Jaina acted as though she had inhaled a particularly vile scent.

    “Ugh keep that to yourself, I have enough on my plate without that about Jacen in my brain.”

    “I would apologize but it would be disingenuous.” Tenel Ka said, taking a perverse pleasure it the strained expressions on Jaina and Leia’s faces, but taking concerned note of Tahiri’s subdued expression. Leia must have noticed and changed the subject. Unfortunately she choose poorly.

    “So what is happened that has your people so riled up?” she asked. Tenel Ka stiffened, for a very brief moment the pain and aching anger over the situation leaked to the other three women. They exchanged startled glances as Tenel Ka stood and beckoned them to rise.

    “Come I do not want Argent to overhear this . . . Tragedy.” Tenel Ka said. With wary expressions they followed her. Han and Jacen exchanged shrugs.

    “Guess we’re supposed to watch him.” Jacen muttered.

    “We are on Hapes Sprout. Do as the Hapans do.” Han said unconcerned. Jacen gave his father an amused look.

    “You did the same on Coruscant where human women do not work if their husbands can support it.” Jacen retorted. Han glared at his remaining son.

    “Just remember boy, I created you, I can still unmake you.” Han said, quoting a Corellian Comedian. Jacen blinked. Then he grinned.

    “I’ll have to remember that one.” he said ruffling Argent’s hair. The boy glared and punched Jacen’s ribs. Jacen frowned at him.
    “No hitting!” Jacen said, hypocritically cuffing the back of the child’s head.

    “That is . . . How could this happen!” Tahiri said. Jaina was also in a mild state of shock. Leia however merely looked resigned.

    “Enough pressure on any populace and society breaks down entirely.” Leia said. She thought for a moment.

    “Perhaps it was best it happened now.” she added. Jaina and the others stared at her.

    “Are you crazy?” Jaina asked, flummoxed. Tenel Ka held up a hand.

    “Explain.” Tenel Ka implored. Leia glanced at her.

    “This happened early in the recovery stage from the war. You are sending troops home, so you have an emergency pool you can use, and it happened on only one planet, Allowing the rest of your Empire to view and observe your reaction to it.” Leia said. Tenel Ka inclined her head.

    “And we will have more information on how to curtail further incidents.” Tenel Ka observed. She sighed tiredly.

    “A rape riot, and a Peace brigade detachment trapped against a pulsar where I dare not send my Forces, and I adopted a child, what a week to choose to have a prosthetic implanted.” she mused. She glanced at Leia.
    “I was supposed to avoid stress so soon after my surgery.” she said Ironically. Jaina snorted.
    “All I have is a job offer and Jag and I’m already stressed out.” Jaina said. Tenel Ka chuckled and began to laugh before pausing, frowned and turned to the door.

    “What is it now Rayne!” she said irritated.

    “What happened?!” Jaina asked in an alarmed tone. Jag allowed a rueful grin.

    “The Empire of the Hand declared war on the Chiss Ascendancy. Shwankyr and her father deported us and every ‘alien’ within the Empire of the Hand.” he said. Jaina looked at him with concerned eyes as she hugged him tightly around the waist.

    “Are you okay?” she asked. He nodded and kissed her.

    “I will be, the stunner wore off before we left system, just hurt and betrayed.” he said stiffly.

    “I’m glad your okay! . . . Why did they send you all here?” Jaina asked.

    “Because I secured a non aggression pact with the Empire of the Hand before the Ascendancy ’partnered’ the Alliance. And the Imperial Remnant could not receive them since they don’t want to enter the Chiss’ Civil War.” Tenel Ka said.

    “I greet you General Fel, and Mistress Starflare.” Tenel Ka said to Jag’s parents. The Fels’ courtly manners learned from Imperial court served them well, acknowledging the Hapan Queen with practiced bows, and flourished courtesies from Jag’s mother and sister.

    “I am pleased to find myself in your fine presence Your Highness.” Baron Fel. Ingrid bristled.

    “Relax Ingrid. The good Baron’s training requires to refer to me with a lesser address. My more appropriate address was only permitted for the Emperor.” she told her.

    “He is not insulting me by following his peoples protocols. I assume you wish transport?” she asked. Baron Fel bowed.

    “Indeed Your Highness. I request transport to Corellia for myself and . . . Most of my family.” he said, giving Jag a glance. Jag and Jaina, quietly speaking to another ignored them. Tenel Ka nodded.

    “It would be my pleasure Baron Fel. In the meantime, I would be happy to entertain yourself and your family.” she said.

    “I could not impose. . .”

    “Nonsense. Wynessa Starflare remains a favorite within my Empire. I would face nothing short of revolt if I did not bring such an acclaimed actress amongst my court.” Tenel Ka said.

    “I don’t think I’ve ever seen my sister so subdued.” Jag commented. Jaina shrugged.

    “Well its hard to measure up to Tenel Ka on her Home planet. Especially if you’re a fifteen year old girl.” Jaina said ruefully.

    “Especially when she’s fully grown and your just a limby and almost shapeless teenager.” Jaina added with some long repress annoyance. Jag chuckled.

    “She can’t pull an 11 G turn in a dog fight.” Jag pointed out. Jaina rewarded him with a warm smile.

    “True Jag, very true. Her boobs would crush her lungs.” She whispering. watching Wyn work through painfully obvious awkwardness as she tried to speak to Tenel Ka. To her credit Tenel Ka was aware of Wyn’s issue, and was very gently trying to break though Wyn’s shyness. Jag raised an eyebrow. He had never been concerned about the size of his girlfriend’s breasts. Then again Tenel Ka was attractive to a degree that her modest choices in clothing still would set off desire in any hot blooded male, and apparently jealousy in even Jedi women. He was more impressed with Jaina’s more subtle attributes than her body. Jaina gave him a mild glare.

    “You are not helping yourself with thoughts like that.” she said.

    “Then don’t peek at my thoughts. They are my reserve.” Jag said, more than a little incensed at the intrusion. Jaina shrugged.

    “Its hard not to when your in my head all day anyway.” she said nonchalantly. Despite himself Jag could not contain the grin that quickly spread across his face. Jaina smiled as well, when that man smiled . . . Her smiled broadened when Jacen gave her a perturbed look.

    “So how did they end up adopting the boy?” Jag asked.

    “He’s so adorable!” Wyn gushed. Jacen smothered a sigh, relieved Tenel Ka found a way to break through Wyn’s shyness, resigned that he had to be in the presence of more gooeyness.

    “I would be careful, he bites.” Jacen warned her. The pouty glare Argent sent Jacen made the females present laugh.

    “I don’t believe you.” Wyn said and hugged Argent tightly.
    “Ow!” She said suddenly when Argent abruptly bit her.

    “That’s It!” Jacen said taking Argent.
    “You going to bed pal.” Jacen said firmly amidst the racket Argent sent up. Jaina glanced at Tenel Ka who seemed to be almost preening in pride.

    “What?” she asked the Queen. Tenel Ka smiled at her.

    “Jacen is proving exactly the sort of father I imagined he would be.” Tenel Ka said. Jaina raised an eyebrow.

    “You used to imagine Jacen as a Dad?” she asked. Tenel Ka shrugged.

    “As an eventuality. The majority of my focus on him as a teenager was entirely sexual.” Tenel Ka said bluntly. Jag snorted as Jaina covered her ears.

    “I don’t want to know.” Jaina said quickly. Tenel Ka shrugged.

    “I don’t have all that many choices with your brother. I can be a friend, I could have taken the slow road, or we could have kriffed each other senseless for a month or so and end up with the same result.” Tenel Ka said. Jag coughed uncomfortably. Jaina glared.

    “What? I assume you two are not dating chastely.” Tenel Ka said. Jag frowned.

    “That is none of your business.” he said.

    “True.” Tenel Ka said with an accepting flip of her hand and smirked at Jaina.
    “And to think I used to be quiet repressed one!”
  21. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Kessel Run Champion star 8 VIP - Game Winner

    Aug 31, 2004
    Loved the banter and the friends all together -- Tenel Ka doesn't mince words [face_laugh] and that's something Jag has to get used to. ;) Loved their (J/J) musings on one another. :D
  22. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    Yikes. How does Tenel Ka deal with Karyn (and other systems) without becoming a tyrant?

    I agree with Jade, the banter was awesome! 'And to think I used to be the quiet repressed one!' Tenel Ka? Joking? Very well played! I've said this before, but you write TK better than almost everyone else.

    Okay, so what happened between Tenel Ka and Jaina? My guess is something from Dark Journey. Whatever it is, it's not just the usual sister-in-law rivalry.

    Oh, and from what I know of human physiology, I don't think that ANYONE can pull 11g's! (I have to admit to never picturing Tenel Ka to be all that 'big'. Tall? Yes. 'Big'? No.)
  23. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
    I'm glad they put a hit counter in when they moved to the new boards. I used to think no one was reading.

    Jade_eyes: I always picture Tenel Ka as having a hard ass edge to her. Jag I've made to resemble the myriad stateless individuals that occurred during the Napoleonic Wars.

    SiouxFan: Tenel Ka is a near absolute Monarch, I admit a rape riot is probably a little over the top, but I believe it is a plausible plot junction given the sort of population pressure involved.

    As for G Forces, I was referring to max-G experienced during a high speed turn. Real life pilots do pull excess of 9 Gs, with the aide G-suits. I assume that SW have a more efficient system in place as backup to gravity compensation.
  24. Valley_Lord

    Valley_Lord Jedi Master star 4

    Dec 2, 2005
  25. SiouxFan

    SiouxFan Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Mar 6, 2012
    I actually thought the violence to be pretty believable; often all that is needed is a small spark and all hell breaks loose.

    As an aside: I'd never really thought about G's in space battles. There is still a change in acceleration with every maneuver, so there is some force exerted on the body, but is it the same in a weightless environment as it is in atmospheric flight? SW craft have the ability to manipulate artificial gravity, so does that offset some of the inertia? Where is Danni Quee when I need her?

    One last thing: Jacen/Tenel Ka stories have a pretty small following, but don't be dis-heartened, we are a pretty loyal bunch!