Project Boussh: What Next?
 by Vickie Boyd

 To: Vickie Boyd
 From: General Wedge Antilles
 Subject: (FOR VICKIE'S EYES ONLY) Re: Last Resort

 Having received Corran's report, and his high opinion of your
potential, I give high weight to your insights on this matter.

 However, as they say, the proof of the rhyshcate is in the tasting.
If circumstances permit, I will give all parties a fair hearing, as is
my duty as a ranking officer in the New Republic military.  But it is
this same duty, to the people under my command, that means I may not
have the opportunity to be as fair as you (or even myself) might like.

 The alleged traitor may be playing a game with us, rather than
against us; such a course is a dangerous one, as they have chosen to
play it alone. I hope that you are right, but it is my duty to act in
my people's best interest.

 Yours,
 Wedge
 Rogue Lead.




 Vickie banged her head down on the computer desk. It was official.
She was alone in this quest, if she chose to take it. Wedge was right.
He did have a lot of people to think about. She was just one voice.
"Damnit, why did I have to be Force sensitive?" She let the tears flow
down her face.

 At least Wedge had faith in her use of the Force.


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 "Ace to Nine, do you copy?" Pash pulled his A-Wing into a languid
turn. He liked flying in atmosphere. He felt there was more of a
challenge. The
 darkness made it even more exciting.

 "I copy Ace." Corran flew under Pash's loop.

 "Beautiful out here, isn't it." The red-haired pilot pulled up beside
the X-Wing.

 "Yes, but that isn't our objective."

 "Spoilsport." He pushed ahead of Corran and switched on his
reconaissance equipment. "We're 500 klicks from the site. You stay
here and I'll go in for a closer look."

 "Be careful Ace. There may be others who do not wish you being
nosey."

 "Well, they can just get over it Nine. Comm silence starts now." Pash
turned towards the island at the northernmost tip of a chain. His
sensors were set to infrared. There were patrols on the beaches,
heavier towards a castle that seemed to be on the center of the
island. A large indication of heat pointed to the location of several
TIEs. Their generators were on in case they needed to take off. "Smile
for the camera," he said as he recorded everything.

 After making two passes at the castle, he turned back towards where
he had left Corran. A spike in heat readings caught his eye. Two TIEs
flanked a shuttle as they rose into the air. He watched them as he
continued on to where the X-Wing was.

 "Did you see that, Nine," he said when he got within short range
comms of the X-Wing.

 "Yes I did," Corran replied.

 "Should we follow?"

 The Jedi watched the fighters and shuttle on his radar. Something
nagged him. "Yes."

 The two pilots turned their ships skyward. "Lay back and try to keep
under their sensors," Corran ordered.

 Pash pushed a few buttons on his control panel. "Sensors taken care
of."

 Corran sighed. "They may notice that, Ace."

 "Oh yeah, right." He turned off his sensor jammers. "What are we
going to do when they go past the atmosphere?"

 "I don't know. I'm just making this up as we go along."

 "Ha, ha. Corellian wit, I suppose."

 Corran grinned to himself. "Perhaps. Now, let's see where our prey
goes."


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 Corran and Pash followed the shuttle out into space. It seemed to be
taking a rather languid patter towards its destination. "Any idea who
we're dealing with, Nine?"

 "Negitive, Ace. I'm not going to try that. It's a sure way to let
them know they are being followed."

 "Oh." Pash didn't know much about the Force. Luke, Leia and Corran
were about the only Jedi he knew. He knew his father's stand on Jedi
didn't match his own. Airen wanted to use the Jedi for his own ends.
Pash was nothing like his father. It was times like this when he
wished his mother was still alive.
 She would understand.

 The sensors on the A-Wing lit up like a Christmas tree. "Holy shit,"
he whispered. Before them, a large Star Destroyer uncloaked to allow
the shuttle and its escort inside. As soon as the ships were within
the cloak, the Destroyer disappeared. "Nine, I think it's about time
to leave."

 "Agreed, Ace. Did you get any readings while it was visible?"

 "Yeah, I got a few. Let's head back to base so we can look over this
information."

 "I copy, Ace."