Chapter 32

"You mean, that the detention building isn't safe enough, ma'am?" Leia asked.

"I do, and I certainly don't want to put her in detention again. We need to find another place where she can stay safely for as long as ... Wait a minute, how about ... it could be an option... have a look, Leia,", Mon Mothma went over to her desk, activated her infocom, and showed Leia some holographic images.

"The urgency of this new situation might be a good opportunity to try out the usefulness of the place too," Mon Mothma said and deactivated the display, "What do you think, Leia?"

Leia looked a her leader with surprise.

"That would be a very safe place, ma'am, and very generous of you if you would let Liane stay there." She said.

"It's a very comfortable one too, if I may believe the reports of my technical staff, but how can we get her there without anyone noticing it."

For a while the two leaders and close friends where silent then Leia looked up and said, "Maybe we could use the way Liane proposed to me, when she escaped with Zolgathrii. You certainly remember, what happened."

Mon Mothma nodded.

"I do. Would she cooperate with a similar initiative from you?"

"I'm sure I can convince her, ma'am."

Leia took her datapad from its cover, opened a new file, and outlined a possible plan to bring Liane to the proposed safe place. Mon Mothma listened attentively.

"Do you think, that general Solo will cooperate. I think he doesn't want to be separated again from you."

Leia's cheeks blushed.

"Han will understand, ma'am. The two groups can come together again in the basement of this building, if we can find a secret way of transport from the detention building to this one."

Again the two women were silent, considering the possibilities of the plan that began to take shape in their minds.

"How about using the Grand Sewer, Leia. It runs under in the basement of this building, and is connected to the secret escape route we want to use."

"Can the Grand Sewer be reached from the detention building?"

"Let's check the underground town plans".

Mon Mothma pressed a button on the table and in the middle a holographic projection of Irithim became visible. She zoomed in on the detention block and eliminated all unnecessary information. What remained was a holographic projection of the sewer system of that part of the town.

"Here runs the Grand Sewer", Mon Mothma said and pointed to a broad blue lane. "And that's is the detention building. A sewer maintenance vessel can be picked up under the detention building. It only depends, if the second group is able to get access to the sewer system in the detention building," Mon Mothma pointed several secondary blue lanes, "if that's possible they can reach the Grand Sewer at this junction."

"The maintenance vessel can be navigated manually through the Grand Sewer to the basement of this building. There the group will join the second group and together they can leave Irithim using your submarine vessel. If this works out, we can bring Liane safely and unseen out of Irithim."

"The sewer maintenance system is run by droids. They have to be re-programmed so the sewer system under the detention building will be accessible freely by the second group. Who could do that?"

"Artoo can do it from the maintenance outlets in the detention building. He can tap in to all the city systems and have the maintenance droids reprogrammed. Afterwards he also can undo the action."

"Let's do it this way, Leia," Mon Mothma said, "I will do my part and will make sure that Sorjon will cooperate as will the other members of the High Council."

Thank you, madam," Leia answered, "Maybe you should remind him about what happened to Liane on Wegoyy and the two years she has suffered of amnesia."

Mon Mothma smiled, but didn't respond to Leia's remark.

"Concerning the data you brought with you from Coruscant I will order one of our intels on Quoith to have its content analyzed. I also will confirm to Coruscant that your action has my approval. We will discuss Trevor Matrik, after we've brought Liane to that safe place, and after I've got the decrypted files back. I want your brother to attend that discussion too, will you tell him that."

"Certainly, madam." Leia said, but hesitated before she rose.

Mon Mothma looked at the little senator's questioning look.

"Is there anything else you want to discuss now, Leia?"

"Well, madam. We've celebrated our five years of regained freedom, recently."

"That was some seven months ago. What about it?"

"We've granted some of our ..."

"I know what you're thinking off, but I can not decided that on my own. I have to discuss this matter with the other members of the High Council. If they don't object maybe we can arrange something. Now, go home, Leia and welcome that runaway pilot of the Millennium Falcon. Where has he been all those years ... How long has he been away, Leia?"

"More than three and a half standard years, nearly four, madam."

"That's too long, too long to have his bride waiting. Don't you agree?"

Leia's face colored and both women laughed.

"Good luck, Leia. "

"Thank you, madam. Do we meet again before the Millennium Falcon lands."

"As soon as you know her exact schedule, let's say, a few hours before she goes into orbit around Dalmaran."

Leia Organa left the office of the Supreme Chancellor and went to the ground floor where Ian Tydon was waiting.

"Well, my young padawan. Mission completed."

"Will Liane be set free, master?" Ian asked.

"Let's not discuss anything in public. I've asked Mon Mothma for protection against a possible kidnapping by Trevor Matrik's men." Leia said.

"Does that mean she will be send back to Wegoyy?" Ian exclaimed.

"Not likely. I think there's a chance that we will find a safe place on Dalmaran. "

"Our Supreme Chancellor won't take into account what has happened on Wegoyy?" Ian asked.

"She will, but our Supreme Chancellor can't decided on her own in this matter. She has to discuss this with the members of the High Council. Rest assured, padawan, I know Mon Mothma very well. She will do everything to work out a plan that will suit our needs. Let's go to my apartment, Ian. I want to tell you something in private."

Ian was silent for several minutes. Leia watched him and felt that her padawan was using the Force to see the reasons behind Mon Mothma decision. Finally he looked at her.

"Master, do you really want me to accompany you to the space port, when general Solo arrives?"

"Yes I do, my padawan. We will welcome the general as members of my brother's Jedi Order. So wear your full Jedi clothes. You're my padawan, and I want to introduce you as such to general Solo, my friend. "

"Master, your reunion with the general is a very personal matter. I don't want to annoy the general with my presence," Ian said.

"You won't. Han will need to get used to your presence as long as you are my padawan learner. I have an obligation to you, Ian, " Leia said.

"Very well, master, as you wish. I would love to meet such an important man as general Solo." Ian said.

Liane smiled.

"You will be surprised, my padawan," She said.

Mon Mothma looked at the two visitors who were her most trusted advisors: prosecutor Sorjon Tyloban and general and commander of the Tychorion Crix Madine.

"That's a lot of serious information, princess Leia has found, ma'am," Sorjon Tyloban remarked.

"Thanks to the cooperation with commodore Valann Namaran and his co-leaders," Mon Mothma commented, "We should develop and discuss a follow up. I'm sure that the triarchy wants their man to be brought on trial on Coruscant."

"What about that commander of the super star destroyer Basilisæa?" Madine said, "Can he be trusted? It seems that he is collaborating with the person who calls himself Darth Golluth. "

"We need to ask Coruscant what we can expect of him," Sorjon said.

"Their undercover agent on board will probably have received instructions to keep an eye on him. I'm certain that the triarchy won't accept admiral Vestor's illicit landing on Endor lightly. The grand admiral already has expressed his sincere concern about what has happened. He ensured me that these kind of actions won't happen again." Mon Mothma said.

"Do you think, ma'am, that the triarchy wants us to team up with them to keep the situation on Palomintar under control." Madine asked.

"Not yet, Crix. They want to do their part: keeping an eye on their former admiral. But they expect that we will take care of Liane Solichor and avoid that their former admiral gets her in his clutches. And that's exactly what we're going to do. We are going to protect Liane Solichor and bring her to a safe place. I have already discussed this with Leia. Liane has to stay in the safe haven as long as Trevor Matrik will be a threat to her, but I will ask the triarchy if they are willing to accept the help of our Jedi: Luke Skywalker, his sister Leia Organa and her padawan Ian Tydon. Maybe even in the future I will involve commander Wedge Antilles and his padawan Yarmod Martan. They all will be the invisible protective shield around Liane Solichor. The plan Leia and I have been working out is as follows."

In a few words Mon Mothma explained to her advisor the way in which she and Leia thought would be a safe way to protect Liane. Crix Madine and Sorjon Tyloban listen approvingly and in agreement.

"This would keep Liane Solichor out of sight. No one will find out what has happened to her after the Millennium Falcon has brought her back to Dalmaran," Sorjon Tyloban commented.

"Exactly, Sorjon. By all means we must avoid that any spy or collaborator of Trevor Matrik will find a trace of her once she's back. As soon as she has arrived safely in her temporarily abode, I will personally inform the triarchy that they doesn't have to fear that Trevor Matrik will find her whereabouts."

"What do we know about her use of the Dark Side, Mon?" Sorjon asked.

"The Jedi have to find out and have to seek their ways to convince her that her knowledge of the Sith might plunge the galaxy in a new war."

Crix Madine smiled in agreement.

"I have met her on Endor. Her behavior became violent and she uses her Sith knowledge to revenge herself on Olon Dendicott. Although I disapprove for what she did and how, as did Luke Skywalker, I also have heard that she had become a respected member among those tribe of tree bears. While living among them she has become the appreciate assistant of the medicine man. What I understood she had been very successful in taking care of wounded Ewoks. Just before we returned those two padawans were full of praise and awe about her way of help. On board at our return flight I overheard some discussions Leia and Wedge had with their padawans and several times I heard how those padawans had experienced that she was using the Force as she was taking care of those wounded Ewoks."

"Maybe her life in solitude, without knowing who she was, has changed her habits," Sorjon said.

Mon Mothma nodded.

"That what I hope for. At least I hope that Luke has had some positive influence on her, while he has been staying with her on Endor," She said, "I agree with you, Sorjon, that she surely must have felt lost, after the torture in the Wegoyy prison. I still feel disgusted as I recall Ian Tydon's testimony. Don't you agree with me, that the New Republic has to apologize and make it up with her."

"She has been sentenced to eight years in exile," Sorjon Tyloban recalled, "but if we bring her to the place you and Leia have in mind, she will be in a kind of solitude again."

"I don't want her to see her new safe haven as a kind of detention, Sorjon. We should express some clemency to her. She has been living for more than two years without the memories of her past. She even didn't remember her real name, at least that's what Leia has told me. Sorjon, we need to discuss this matter in more depth with the members of the High Council and the High Court. Could you arrange a meeting with all the members, if feasible, before the Millennium Falcon arrives on De'olon space port. I want to make a decision about Liane's status before I will escort her to that safe haven at short notice."

"Sure, Mon, but I don't know if the members of both bodies will unanimously agree with what you have in mind. Liane Solichor has been brought up and taught by Darth Vader. We know she can make use of the knowledge he has taught her. We have to convince the members that we're sure that she will respect the laws of justice and peace of the New Republic and plead allegiance to what the New Republic stands for."

"I see your point of view, Sorjon. So I invite you and Crix Madine to meet her at my office after we have worked out the first part of my plan, but first I want to have that the meeting with the High Council and the High Court. I need to know their opinion on this matter.

On board the Millennium Falcon Han Solo was pacing up and down the flight control room.

"Luke," He suddenly said, "Are you sure Leia will come to the space port?"

"Absolutely," his friend said, "She has confirmed that. She has been waiting so long to see you again."

"Kid, it was me, who broke off our engagement, remember."

"Han," Luke looked at his friend, "believe me, my sister wants only one thing: to be reunited with you."

Liane watched the two friends.

"Han, remember what I've said to you; you can't change what went wrong in the past, it has happened, you have to learn from it. Who should know better than Luke, what Leia's feelings are. You must believe him, Leia has forgiven you."

"I'm not so sure about that," Han said and started pacing up and down again.

After some minutes he cast a look at the display of the navi-computer.

"Time to leave this hyperspace lane. I'm going to the cockpit! Chewie!"

The big Wookiee let out a howl and followed his friend to the passageway.

"You'd better strap yourselves in. We'll come out of hyperspace in about five minutes."

Liane jumped to her feet.

"Han, can I watched our destination from a passenger's seat. I want to see Dalmaran before we start our landing."

"That's fine, as long as you keep silent," Han grinned and beckoned her to follow him.

"Are you coming too, Luke?" Liane turned to Luke.

"Certainly," Luke said wit a big smile, "I love to see my second home planet after such a long time."

He'd noticed that Han felt some relief because Liane would stay nearby. Her influence still quieted his nervous feelings.

Together they entered the cockpit. Liane took the seat behind Chewbacca, who has pressed himself in the co-pilot's chair. He looked at Han and grunted.

"Yes, pal. I'm also glad to come home again. No doubt about that."

He checked the read-outs on the display and placed his hand on the lever.

"Ready for sublight-engines?" He asked.

Chewbacca flipped the switches above his head and grunted.

"Here we go."

Liane saw the streaks of plasma light from the stars glowing along the windows. For a moment it looked like they were flowing backwards, then the streaks stopped and became the tiny dots in the blackness of space. In front of the Millennium Falcon drifted a cloud-covered planet with blue, green and yellow-brown patched.

"Dalmaran!" Han announced.

Suddenly Liane felt a nervous twist in her stomach. Dalmaran! She was back at the center of the New Republic. The New Republic whose leaders probably still saw her as an escaped prisoner, an enemy. Han, Luke and Chewbacca were coming home, but her future was uncertain. Would she have to testify before the High Council about what happened to her in the Wegoyy prison? Would they believe her? And what would happen afterwards? Would they allow her to stay on Dalmaran or would they send her back to Wegoyy? She swallowed and felt nervous.

"We're going in, folks. Let's find De'olon space port!"

Han accelerated and the planet's disk became slowly larger. Liane could see the land masses and the oceans. Han let the Millennium Falcon turn and set her on course of the space port of Irithim at De'olon.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Han asked and turned to Liane.

She nodded. Tense, she watched how the outlines of a city which were growing steadily larger.

"That's Irithim," Han said, "Ever been there with the Granns?"

"No," Liane whispered and was silent again.

"You're ok!" Han said and looked at her.

Liane suddenly felt panic-struck. Then she felt Luke's hand reassuringly on her arm.

'Relax, Liane. I'm staying with you, whatever will happen.' She heard him say.

"Nothing is going to happen to you, sweetheart." Han commented, "I'm a general in the New Republic space force, and the captain of this ship. You're under my command. I will tell everyone, what you have done for me. You're not going into any detention again. Chewie and I will see to that."

Han sounded so determined, that Liane started to laugh.

"Thanks, Han," She said and the nervous feeling diminished.

They quickly neared Irithim. The buildings grew taller and taller and Liane could distinguish parks and water flows. She admired the beautiful organically curved architecture of the city.

"It's beautiful," she said and felt how much care the designers had put in the design of the newly build city.

"There's De'olon space port. Slow down, Chewie and open the frequency to the tower."

"Welcome at Irithim space port at De'olon, please state your ship's identification." the voice from the tower sounded through the cockpit.

"This is the HAD72309, Han Solo speaking. I'm bringing the Millennium Falcon back home."

For a moment only static was heard, then a excited woman's voice entered the cockpit.

"Welcome home, Han. You have your clearance to bring her in. Use docking bay 710."

"LEIA!" Han yelled.

"I'm waiting on the platform, Han!"

The Millennium Falcon took a last dive and Han slowed the engines further.

"Landing gear, Chewie!"

The Wookiee grunted an affirmative. Han stopped the engines and the big space ship slowly hovered and sank on her landing gear in the docking bay. Han cast a quick glance out of the cockpit window, jumped to his feet, and nearly tripped over the pilot's seat to the exit.

"Lower the ramp, Chewie, there's Leia," He shouted.

Luke and Liane looked at each other with a smile, then Chewbacca turned around and pointed out of the window. Luke rose and froze. On the platform he saw Mon Mothma with four of her special guards. Luke heard the ramp of the Millennium Falcon hit the platform and immediately the group began to walk over to the ship.

"They have sent us a welcome group, Liane."

Liane nodded and said softly, "I was afraid about that. Will they arrest me?"

From the entrance of the ship they heard the voices of Han and Leia cheering, while they were hugging and kissing each other. A little smile curled Liane's lips. Then she straightened her back and rose.

"It's no use to neglect the truth anymore, Luke," She said, "I'm still an escaped convict and a traitor."

"I'll stay with you, Liane." Luke answered.

"Welcome to Dalmaran, Liane," a familiar voice said.

"Ian!" Liane said and ran to the flight control room.

Through the doorway to the control room the young Jedi padawan entered the cockpit. He walked straight over to Liane and took her in his arms.

"You're finally home," Ian said.

"Liane, my dear, how wonderful to have you with us again," a female voice interrupted Liane's reunion with Ian as Leia pressed forward. She wrapped her arms around Liane too, "I'm so glad, my lovely foster-sister, that you and Luke have found Han and came back to Dalmaran with him. You must tell Ian and me about all your adventures. Where did you found Han?"

Leia took Liane with her into the control room. Luke and Ian followed. Mon Mothma had entered the control room and let two of her guards pass.

Chewbacca let out an earsplitting howl and jumped between the guards and Liane. In his enormous paws he held a dangerous looking bowcaster. Luke and Ian tried to grab Chewbacca's arm, but he pushed them angrily aside.

"General Solo, will you tell your co-pilot to put away his weapon, otherwise my men will arrest him." Mon Mothma said sternly to Han Solo who walked over to his co-pilot.

"Chewie, let me do the talking, pal. Put away that crossbow. Believe me, nobody is taking this girl anywhere without my consent. Ma'am, will you please tell me, the reason why you want to take Liane with you."

"Han, ... please. ...," Liane whispered grabbing Han's shirt.

"I'm captain of the Millennium Falcon, sweetheart, and nothing happens here without my permission."

"You're right, captain, but before you continue. You are transporting an escaped convict. Maybe we should arrest you and your mate for obstructing the laws of the Republic."

Luke stepped forward holding out his warrant.

"Ma'am, general Madine has given me this warrant, according to his order I'm bringing Liane Solichor back to Irithim. I request to accompany her to the detention building."

"Request granted, commodore Skywalker. You will escort Liane Solichor with captain Tydon to our detention building. Captain Tydon is her guard from now on."

Luke wanted to protest, but Mon Mothma looked sternly at him, then she turned to Leia.

"Leia, will you please help miss Solichor to gather her personal belongings."

Leia stepped forward and grabbed Liane's hand.

"Come on, Liane. Where have you slept?"

Liane pointed to the rear of the ship. Slowly she followed Leia, looking back at Luke.

"Master, the girl has arrived on Dalmaran. They surely will bring her to detention building. The Supreme Chancellor and four of her special guards are at the space port at the moment. Oh, master, senator Organa is a Jedi Knight, master. I saw her wearing the ceremonial Jedi robe. The Wegoyy guard who deserted seems to be her padawan," a whispering voice said.

The person who had been addressed frowned and thought: 'Strange that I haven't sensed her presence through the Force, when I was on Endor."

"It looks like Skywalker has been busy training new Jedi. I wonder why he has chosen the princess of Alderaan to become a Jedi," He said as he turned his attention to the messenger.

"Master, I'll need to find out what's going to happen to the girl and work out a plan to kidnap her," the first voice said.

"Off course, you have to. What am I paying you for?" his master snarled.

"Yes master. Soon the girl will be yours and transported to Palomintar Four. I'll report back later."

The display in front of the second speaker became empty. Darth Golluth stretched out his hand and switched it off.

'Again a step closer, my dear Liane Vader. It's good to have so many eyes to track your steps. You won't escape me this time. You're my only hope, although I also want to lay my hands on your brother and maybe it's an idea to get that senator too, but that's another matter. If I have all of the new Jedi I will reign with the knowledge of both sides of the Force.'

Downright surprised Jerno, Kalip and Valann looked at the holo image on the display in Jerno's private office.

"This isn't a recorded message, is it?" Jerno asked.

The holo image of the young officer grinned

"No, from now on I will communicate directly with your private office on Coruscant via the shielded partition on Quoith. Those guys on Quoith are real experts. They almost match my expertise and they have brilliant refreshing ideas.

"Our intels also have access to that shielded partition, officer Whain?" Jerno remarked with concern.

"I was aware of that. This connection is a shielded partition in that shielded partition we were allowed to communicate. I am operating from the Basilisæa main communication system, with one big difference it heavily shielded, running from Quoith and not logged on the Basilisæa. Without the proper access code and verification from me and three Quoith guys this shielded part is inaccessible. From now on I'm able to report to the Provisional Council without delay, but any new messages you have to send me will be transferred to my particular shielded partition, after which your message will be deleted automatically. I took those extra precautions, because we'd agreed that my mission shouldn't be revealed to the staff of the Basilisæa. I'm not asking you to confirm my way of communicating with you. I simply do it this way, even if you have any doubts or disagree with me."

Jerno and Valann nodded, but Kalip look dismayed.

"Officer Whain, you're onder the command of the Provisional Council," He said.

"Sir, I was chosen for this mission because I'm an expert on the matter we're coping with. If any of you doubts my responsibility or loyalty I suggest that you relieve me from my duties and have me transported back to Coruscant."

Jerno immediately interfered, shedding a stern look at Kalip.

"We indeed have agreed that you would carry on with your mission in the best way you seen fit. We don't give you orders, we expect you will send detailed reports about your mission, but you're absolutely free to choose your own method."

The holographic image of Doran Whain nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, grand admiral. Now I want to discuss something new, for I need not only your permission, but that of the high echelon of the New Republic as well. My first question is: will you cooperate and contact the leader of the New Republic or her representative to lay out my new plan, for their cooperation is essential."

"What's your new plan, officer Whain?" Jerno said, "and why do we have to communicate your plan with the New Republic."

"I'm seeking a way to infiltrate in the communication system Trevor Matrik is using." Doran Whain said.

Kalip shook his head.

"That might be illegal, officer Whain," He commented.

"It is. Let me explain what I intend to do. If Coruscant, Irithim and Quoith will cooperate we will be able to control everything Trevor is sending, including his way of communicating with admiral Vestor via that private communication system of the Basilisæa, as all communication between Trevor Matrik and admiral Vestor will be transmitted to my Quoith partition. But that's only a minor part of my idea, for I want to establish full control of his system, but I can't do that from the Basilisæa directly. I want to make a first small connection which will give Trevor the possibility to access a third shielded partition on the Quoith system."

"What will be the use of that, officer," Valann asked, but he was grinning.

"I see, sir, that you are trying to visualize what I have in mind," Doran answered.

Yes, I am. You said you need to be careful about what you're doing as the main communication officer on board the Basilisæa. If you're able to establish a connection between the system on Palomintar and that third shielded partition on Quoith the danger of discovery will be eliminated, for if you can make that change to the Palomintar system it will look as if our former admiral is illegally accessing the New Republic's communication system," Valann remarked.

"Excellent deduction, sir. That's my intention. It's still an hypothetic idea, but I think it might work. However before I proceed we need permission of both governments."

"What kind of change on the Palomintar system do you have in mind, officer Whain?" Kalip asked, "I'm still not convince that your plan will be legal."

"What our former admiral wants to achieve isn't legal either, sir," Doran Whain said, "I was assigned on the Basilisæa to bring the Provisional Council in a better position to intercept the messages which are shared between former admiral Trevor Matrik and his minions, spies or other creeps he is using to reach his aim. If his communication system will be monitored more or less permanently from Quoith there is an opportunity to obtain many holo images of his connections elswhere. Those holo images will make is easier to for both governments to recognize and arrest his spies."

Doran Whain attitude was determined and persistent. Jerno grinned.

"Kalip, those actions might not be completely legal, but what our former admiral has in mind, reviving the empire, and capturing Liane Solichor isn't legal either, because they are a threat to our galaxy. Besides holding someone in captivity is prohibited and certainly when that person is protected by the New Republic leader, lady Mon Mothma and her Jedi friends. It would cause a big diplomatic problem if Trevor Matrik really would capture Liane Solichor and have her transported to Palomintar Four. Officer Whain, we ratify your future plans. We will confer with the government at Irithim as soon as your plans have become more substantial."

"Thank you, grand admiral. Lieutenant Ru'undo, thank you too. It's always a pleasure to receive critical comments."

The image of Doran Whain faded as he broke off the connection.

Jerno and Valann looked at Kalip.

"Why did you provoke him, Kalip? The guy is th absolute expert for this job," Valann commented.

Kalip shrugged.

"I want to keep him aware of the dangers of his mission. It's nothing personal. I know he is the best guy for the job, but he has such a great expertise, that it can do no harm to point out the consequences of any actions to him. His actions might reflect on our leadership. By all means we must avoid diplomatic damage on our side, if his ideas won't workout the way he intended. That's why I reminded him we send him on this mission," Kalip said.

"At the end he took it rather well," Jerno said, "I'm sure he has no hard feeling against any of us, but we need to rely on his expertise, no matter what the consequences might be for us. We send him and we have to trust him, that he will carry out the job."

"How are we going to proceed, Jarno?" Valann asked.

"We are going to contact our New Republic agent and explain to him what Doran Whain has proposed. He has to consult with lady Mon Mothma who has to discuss Doran's idea with her advisors and the technicians on Quoith. That's all for the time being. As soon as we know if the New Republic will cooperate or reject the plan we will make contact with officer Whain via our normal way."

Leia slid the door of the rear quarter on the Millennium Falcon aside and pushed Liane inside.

"So Chewie's quarter has been yours on board," She said with a quick look around, "Let's change our clothes, Liane, like we did before."

"Change clothes? Why, Leia?" Liane asked startled.

Leia gave Liane another gentle hug.

"Don't worry. Just do, as I say. While we're dressing, I'll tell you what's going to happen."

Slowly Liane started to take off her shoes, and to pull off her tunic and pants.

"Liane, now put on my ceremonial Jedi clothes and put the hood of the cloak over your hair. We couldn't find a proper wig in the color of my hair, but as long as you keep the hood of Jedi cloak over your head nobody will notice the difference. Hey, you have made your own lightsaber. Good, hook it at the belt."

"Luke made this training lightsaber for me. It's another gift, like the Jedi-pendant he gave me on Wegoyy," Liane whispered, while she pushed away the Jedi clothes Leia was holding out to her, "Leia, I may not wear these clothes, I'm not a Jedi. Luke won't agree, if you let me wear your ceremonial outfit. He has told me ..."

"My brother will agree. It's for your safety."

"And you, Leia, what about you?"

Leia took a wig from a sack.

"Once again I will put on the clothes you're wearing, and this wig matches your hair color and length. Come on, help me to put it on."

"Why are you doing this? Doesn't that lady and her guards know what you're doing? Don't get yourself into trouble on my behalf, Leia."

Leia put her hands on Liane's shoulders.

"Stop worrying and protesting, my dear. Mon Mothma and I want to bring you to a safe place, Liane," Leia said.

"A safe place? On Wegoyy? Not in that prison, I hope?" Liane stammered.

"It's not on Wegoyy. It's a safe place on this planet."

"On Dalmaran, where you and Luke live, so Luke can visit me sometimes."

Leia looked into some hopeful eyes, although she felt how frightened Liane was.

"Oh, he certainly will, Liane. You don't have to feel frightened about changing our clothes. Listen carefully. Ian and I have found out who seems to be looking for you. Mon Mothma, the Supreme Chancellor of the New Republic, has decided that you need protection. She knows about this plan; she even took the initiative to get you to a safe place. She, two of her guards and Han and Chewbacca are going to bring you, disguised as me in the ceremonial Jedi clothes, to the government building. Luke, Ian and the other two guards will escort me, in your clothes, to the detention building."

"What about Han, Leia? Will he agree with this plan? He wants to be with you, Leia, after all these years of separation."

"Mon Mothma is instructing him and the others at this moment. Don't worry about Han and me, Liane. We will have the rest of our lives together. Another few hours of separation won't harm our relation."

While she was talking, Leia had helped Liane to put on the ceremonial clothes of the Jedi. Before she put on the tunic and pants Liane had been wearing, she put the cowl of the Jedi cloak over Liane's head, and looked at her at arms length.

"These Jedi clothes really suit you, Liane. You're born to become a Jedi Knight, like Luke and me. Look at your reflection on the wall."

Reluctantly Liane shook her head, "I've told Luke, that I don't want to become a Jedi Knight. I want to use my Force power as a healer, like my mother has done, before she died. On Endor I cured many wounded Ewoks with those healing powers."

Leia smiled, "Luke and you had to leave Endor in a hurry, isn't it?"

"Yes, who told you?"

"Guess who," Leia said on a teasing tone, because she still sensed Liane's uneasiness about the proposed plan.

Liane shrugged her shoulders, "Luke?"

"Teebo and the others."

"Teebo!" Liane exclaimed, "You've ...

"Ian and I have been to Endor, because the Force told me that Luke had left the planet, but we weren't sure what had happened to you. Teebo and all the other severely wounded Ewoks have fully recovered, thanks you. So it's a very good idea to learn more about your skills as a Force healer in the future. Now come on, Liane, we have to proceed."

Liane pointed at the clothes Leia was now wearing.

"These are your clothes. Luke said I could borrow your clothes after he had come to Endor."

Leia started to laugh and beckoned Liane to help her with the wig. All of a sudden Liane realized that this strange plan was in fact a set up to help her. Quickly she combed the wig and fastened the strands in the way she was wearing her hair. Again Leia pushed her forward to the reflecting wall of Chewie's quarter. Two nearly similar faces were looking back. Leia hugged Liane.

"My lovely little sister, there so much resemblance, look. You could be my twin sister," she teased.

"I am not your sister, but it's really nice to know that you're my friend. I love you, Leia."

"Liane, you're my foster-sister, because Anakin has been your foster-father. So that makes you my younger foster-sister. Come, we'll get back to the control room."

But Liane held her back.

"Don't be afraid, Liane, outside the Falcon, nobody will notice this disguise. I wonder, if Han will see which of us is you. We look like a pair of identical twins. Just keep the hood over your hair as you leave the Falcon with Han and Mon Mothma."

"Leia, Luke also called me his foster-sister when we were on Tatooine."

"Really? Shouldn't that convince you that we're your relatives. I know that Luke likes the idea that you are his younger sister."

Liane sighed and smiled. Before Leia slid the door aside, she noticed the warm blush that covered Liane's cheeks. She grabbed Liane's arm and together they walked back to the control room. As they entered, the murmur of voices stopped and everyone looked at the two young women. Luke and Ian started to laugh and immediately walked over to Leia. Mon Mothma smiled and Han was looking from Liane to Leia and back again. He shook his head.

Then Mon Mothma said, "Let's proceed. Commodore Skywalker, you and captain Tydon are leaving the Millennium Falcon first. Make sure that your disguised sister is clearly visible to everyone at the landing pit and on your way to your transport. My two guards will escort you to the detention building. Captain Tydon, grab your Jedi master's arm in a firm grip, as you would do if you would escort a prisoner. Commodore Skywalker, you follow captain Tydon and your sister with my guards. Now go."

The twins left with Leia's padawan, and two of Mon Mothma's special guards. Mon Mothma looked at Han.

"General Solo, it'll be your task to play the role of the long lost lover of miss Solichor. I'm sorry we have to separate you from your real love, but as I explained it's only for a short while. My guards and I will follow you with your co-pilot."

Han cast Liane a lopsided grin.

"Maybe I should carry you in my arms, sweetheart." He said and he lifted her.

Liane protested.

"Put me down. If you're holding me like that, I might loose the hood. Let me just walk by your side."

"Walk by my side. Come on, Liane, put your arm around my waist. We're lovers, who have finally been united again, like the chancellor said," Han said grinning.

Reluctantly Liane did what Han suggested. Chewbacca stood grunting and grinning, looking at the odd couple.

Han bowed his head to Liane and whispered, "I love you, Eilidh Grann, and that's the truth. If I hadn't fallen in love with Leia I would propose to you now. You're the most lovely woman next to Leia."

Liane's cheeks colored deep red.

"You're blushing, sweetheart," Han teased and suddenly he lifted her in his arms.

"Put your arms around my neck, sweetheart, and keep your head close to mine," he whispered, while he pulled the hood of the Jedi cloak far over her head and face

"Han, don't do this," Liane whispered and tried to pull free.

"Stop fighting, sweetheart. This is my special way to get you out of the Falcon."

"Come on, you lovers. Let's get to the government building," The Supreme Chancellor said with a smile.

With Liane in his arms Han walked down the ramp of the Falcon to special transport hopper of the Supreme Chancellor followed by Chewbacca, the Supreme Chancellor herself and the other two guards.