Far

They'd done a perfect job. The same facial features, the same voice, the exact same gestures and that smile…it still made her stomach twist in a beautiful way but it was not him. By the Force, she knew it wasn't him!

"What have you done with my friends?" Jaina asked slowly, making sure to keep her feelings from getting the better of her. "What have you done with Jag?"

The man pretending to be Jagged Fel shook his head, a heartfelt sadness oozing from his very pores.

"Jaina…my love…do not do this."

"What have you done with him?" She bellowed.

Prisoners

They'd done one hell of a job, these imposters. They'd fooled Jaina into believing they were her friends and family and in a moment of inattention they had made Jaina their prisoner. It had all happened so fast!

"You're all fakes!" She screamed, backing up against a wall. They'd locked her up like an animal in a cage with wretched Ysalamiri as guards. They'd taken the Force away. Tears of pure rage ran down her cheeks. "Fakes! All of you!"

Jaina slid down the wall into a crouch, purest despair leaking out of her. "What have you done to them?"

Peacekeeper

Jag crouched before the shimmering blue forcefield, wanting to grab Jaina and hold her until all strength left his body. He wasn't one to openly show his feelings but seeing her like this about made him snap. His hands balled into fists, he clenched his jaw to keep from screaming. He hated being helpless this way. It was even worse seeing the Jedi not being able to do anything to help her. Yet Jag did not give up hope. She would recover because she was strong.

She always bounced back.

"Hold on, Jaina. Hold on just a little while longer."

Uncharted

Somewhere in the unknown regions a ship quietly made its way through black space. There was a remote planet that held the medicine needed to cure the rare alien disease that held Jaina captive. Jedi Master Kyp Durron sat behind the controls of his little ship, Knights Zekk and Veila accompanying him. No one talked for there was nothing to say.

If they didn't get back to Ossus on time with the medicine, Jaina would be lost to them.

The mere thought ripped a hole right through Kyp's chest. She was family to him and a universe without her…was unthinkable.

Scape

"Got it." Zekk called up from the chasm below. The medicine turned out to be a leafless flower stalk. It looked so ordinary it was hard to believe that this little thing could save Jaina's life.

"Let's hurry the hell up then." Kyp inclined his head towards the ship as Zekk climbed back up to the surface. The planet reminded Kyp of Tattooine. Golden sand where ever he looked.

The sun was setting on the horizon, bathing the sky in beautiful pinks and reds.

If they got back in time, maybe Jaina could enjoy a view like this again.

Maybe.