Zandya lay on the cockpit floor in Vreem's arms. For the first time in her twenty four years, she felt safe. Growing up on Ratatak meant she was never safe. It was a hell hole ruled by warlords. Even after she and her brothers, and others like them, helped Assaj Ventress defeat the bastards, she was never safe. But with Vreem's strong arms about her, she was now safe. And that meant a lot to her. But that peace was shattered by a metal hand pounding againt the hatch. "Hey!" Maro Rael's voice came in over the intercom. "It's time to eat! But you two clean that cockpit up first. And it better be spotless." "I guess we should have gone to your cabin." Vreem said as he sat up and started to gather up his clothes. "Not likely." The woman said as she stretched seductively. "I share quarters with their daughter Rella while you're on board. They put you in my berth till we get to Corellia. Though I guess we can share now for the next three days." "Three days? This ship should get there in half that time." "We're making a short stop at a place called Dessin. Off load a little cargo." "The Glitterstim that CorSecFor was looking for." Vreem muttered as he watched Zandya dress. "Do you like what you see?" Zandya asked playfully. "Yes." He said as he stood. "Very much so. You are without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I've ever met. And I love those eyes." "I'm glad you like them." She said with a smile. "Most people are put off by them. Now let's get this cockpit scrubbed clean. You've made me hungry!" "Well look who's finally decided to join us." Mama Rael said as the two sheepishly entered the cramped mess. "I hope that you've cleaned up after yourselves." "Yes Mama." Zandya said impishly. "Say what you like about the Jedi. They know how to clean up." "Good. Now let's eat." Lizbeth said hurriedly. "Maro and I are going to help Ranzic finish prepping the engine room for the upgrade. You two get to baby sit Rella here." Mama pointed over her shoulder as a Zabrac girl stepped through the hatch. She rolled her eyes at the words baby sit. "Don't say that! You make it sound like I'm a little kid." "You'll always be a little kid to me." her mother said as Rella sat down to eat. Turning to Vreem she repeated it. "I heard you the first time." He said in a calming tone before glancing across the table at Zandya. "Besides, I've found someone that wants to spend some time with me." "Just as long as we're clear on this." Mama said. "I'm going to die a virgin if those two have their way." The girl complained. "Don't be silly, Rella." Zandya said testily as the girl's mother got up to leave. "She just doesn't want you ending up like Kaddy." "Kaddy?" Vreem asked curiously. "She was our pilot before Zandya here showed up." Lizbeth told him over her shoulder as she put away her dishes. "She'd jump into bed with any man that would have her. Jumped in the wrong one, in the end. Got kidnapped and sold into slavery. She was freed by a Jedi and his Padawan last year. She ended up killing herself." "Who were the Jedi that freed her?" Vreem asked, sure he knew who it was. "Kinnobi and Skywalker." Zandya replied. "Ah, yes." Zarell nodded. "I heard about that mission. They said Skywalker danced close to the Darkside that day." "How would you know that?" Rella asked suspiciously. "Because he was a Jedi." Her mother said as she left the room. "So you know Skywalker?" The girl said excitedly. Vreem Zarell sighed. "Yes." He said before staring into Zandya's eyes. "And you wouldn't believe how many times I've been asked that question." The two then sat and listened late into the night to the story of Vreem's life as a Jedi.