Projetc Boussh: One Passenger Short
by Alison Sky

Kirney sat in the back of the bago, trying to calm Dia down.  Myn had seen the
video from the hallway of Shannon's room, as well as the police reports.  Down
one member, the bago group was not all fun and games anymore.
"What are we going to do now?" Dia asked.  
Alison shruged.  "Face was in charge.  I don't know."
Kirney looked at Alison.  "No, you were in charge, remember?  Cracken said that
the Terran group was taking over.  You're supposed to know what you're doing."
Alison sat on the table, crossing her arms.  "I haven't been the best of
leaders, Kirney.  I've gotten you guys lost in NY, had Myn shoot my old
roommate..."
"She deserved it," Myn muttered from the keyboard of the new laptop.  "Throwing
away Rogue Squadron mementos..."
"I just don't think I'm really the one who should be leading this mission
anymore," Alison stated.  "Heck, I lost one of you.  If Wedge was here..."
Myn stood and turned to face Alison.  "But he's not here, Alison.  But we are,
and we need you to help us.  We don't know this land, you do.  To plan the
mission, you're going to need that knowledge, plus the leadership skill."
"Which I don't have."
"Don't say that, cause you do."  Dia stood and went to Alison's side.  "Face
told me that when you used to hang around with the Rogues, you used a logic
they never could understand. You have the skills somewhere inside.  You just
need to believe it."
Alison looked up at Kirney, who had not been so nice to her since the mall
incident.  Kirney nodded.  " If they felt that you could take on this mission
in the first place, I'm sure you must have the skill somewhere."
"We need you to lead us, Alison," Myn said.  "You show us where to go, and
we'll help you discover how to figure out what to do."
Myn held out his hand, and Alycen took it and they shook.  Kirney and Dia laid
their hands on top, and the four stood as one united group.
"Incoming message," Kolot spoke up from the laptop.  The Ewok loved the
computer and whenever someone wasn't on it, he would be playing around on the
internet.  Like an expert, Kolot brought up the Boussh private e-mail.
"Vickie wants to aid us," Myn said, reading over Kolot's shoulder.  "And it
seems Kell, Runt and Tyria have lost their Terran guide."
"Becki?  She's gone?"
"I'm assuming so."  Myn turned to Alison.  "What shall we do, oh captain?"
Alison looked at the girls, who nodded.  "Get all of us to gather together to
make a big plan?" she said, a twinge of doubt in her voice.
The three wraiths nodded, smiling.  Alison went and leaned over Kolot.  "Tell
Vickie we're more than happy, and that we should all gather together.  Send a
copy to Kell's group.  Give them what we know about Atner and this kidnapping,
our location, and a shopping list."
"Shopping list?" Kolot asked.
"Yeah," Alison said.  "I spent my last dollars on that new laptop.  We're
running out of food, and I don't plan on starving."
"OK, and shopping list."  Kolot sat down and went to work on the e-mails.