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Knights of the Old Republic: Episode II

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 8

PLANET: BAKURA

LOCATION: SALIS D’AAR

TIME: LATE NIGHT

Six dark figures made their way through the city like wisps of smoke, only occasionally caught in the peripheral vision of those who were out and about. Streetlights went out as they approached, and so their movements were cloaked in darkness.

As they approached the Star Port, Elle reached out with the Force and touched the minds of the Security Officers So overcome with fear were they, that they abandoned their posts to flee from the approaching darkness that they could see, like a great shadow swooping in on them

“Livion. You will come with us.” Raphael commanded, and as Amanda went for her vessel, Reid joined Elle and the three brothers that were Darth Trion on their shuttle. They took off quickly and fled the planet, heading for their starship, the Revelations. As they left the planet’s atmosphere, Master Virr groaned slightly.

He twitched when he felt a hand cover his lower arm. He knew that it was Spencer Reid. The young half-breed squeezed his arm slightly, and when the man Looked at him, he silently pressed a finger to his lips, bidding the Jedi Seer to remain still. And so he was until they set down in the docking bay of the Revelations. Then, Reid helped the man to his feet and ducked his head under his arm, helping the man walk on his shaky legs.

“Put this on him.” Raphael suddenly commanded, and held out a black mask. Reid’s eyes widened, then narrowed in anger.

“No.” He said, angrily. This time, it was Raphael who had eyes flashing in anger, but it was the surge of anger from Charles that made Reid freeze in fear. He gulped slightly. “… You… You’ll blind him… He cannot See with that thing on…”

“He’ll live…” Charles growled.

“Please.” Reid begged, softly. “Cutting a Miraluka off from the Force like that is… devastating…”

“And we should care why?” Elle asked, rolling her eyes. Reid gave her a hurt look.

“I don’t want to do it…” He said, softly. Charles snarled, then leapt to his feet and reached out with a hand. A moment later, Reid jerked and let out a choking gasp, clawing at his throat as his breath was cut off. He struggled to breathe, eyes wide in fear.

“Don’t argue with me, boy!”

“… A-Alright…” Reid managed to get out, and he was released. He collapsed to the floor, hand rubbing his throat as he gasped for air. “Alright…” He breathed, defeated. He took the Sith Torture Mask that Raphael was offering him. He turned to Master Virr. “… I’m sorry…”

“It’s alright, Little Brother.” Master Virr said gently, and allowed Reid to push back his hood and bandages, revealing the smooth skin where eyes would be, if he were human. Reid then carefully put the Sith Torture Mask onto Master Virr, who sucked in a breath and tensed as he was completely cut off from the Force, for the first time in his life… His heart pounded in his chest… it was terrifying. When Reid moved to help him walk, he clung to the young Sith Lord so hard, his knuckles turned white.

“I have you, Tarash.” Reid whispered to him. “It’s okay. I’m so sorry…” He squeezed the boy’s arm in acknowledgement, and they left the shuttle.

“Take him to the detention level.” Raphael ordered. Reid nodded and took the Miraluka’s arm, leading him from the docking bay and heading down the corridor. They stepped into one of the lifts, which descended.

“So… what does your master want with me?” Master Virr asked after a moment.

“… I don’t know.” Reid said, softly.

“I think you do.”

“I don’t.”

“But you have your suspicions.” Master Virr said. There was silence, but then the man heard the boy let out a gasp, almost like a sob. And then, suddenly, the lift stopped.

“UHNN!” Master Virr grunted, stumbling. A hand on his arm steadied him, and then the hand grasped his and tugged him out. And then they were running. “W-What are you doing?!”

“SHH!” Reid hissed, tugging the blinded Master around a corner.

“I can’t See!”

“Oh.”

“OOF!” Master Virr grunted when he plowed into Reid, who had skidded to a stop. The boy turned and ripped off the Sith Torture Mask. Master Virr let out a relieved gasp as the Force came flooding back, and he could See again. He Watched Reid fling the mask aside in disgust, then take his hand and tug him down the corridor again. The two men fled, hearts pounding. Reid was frightened, but determined.

“Where are we going?!”

“I’m getting you out of here!” Reid gasped, and skidded around a corner, throwing himself through a door and into a long room lined with escape pods. A moment later, alarms began to sound. “Come on! Hurry!” Reid cried, and Master Virr walked over to him as he opened one of the escape pods. “I’m sending you back down to the planet surface.” Reid told him. “They won’t dare go back for you.” And he pulled Master Virr’s Lightsaber and placed it in his hand.

“Are you coming?” Master Virr asked, frowning when he stepped into the pod, and Reid didn’t. Reid shook his head. “Little Brother… they’ll kill you for this.” He said, tense. He held his hand out to Reid. “Come with me.”

“…. I can’t.” Reid said, shaking his head.

“You don’t belong here. Not with them. The Dark Side may be present in you, but it has not consumed you. It does not rule you. I can see the good. Come with me. Come HOME.”

“I can’t leave Adam. OR Tobias.” Reid insisted, shaking his head. “They need me. And… I… I can’t go back to the Order. Not after what I’ve done.”

“What you’ve done?”

“… I murdered a Senator, Tarash. I… I killed Aliki Naas! I killed her! I can’t go back. Ever.”

“They’ll kill you if you don’t come with me now!”

“No they won’t.” Reid said, quietly. “Not after I created a Force Storm by myself. Right in front of Darth Reaper.” Tarash Virr was stunned, mouth hanging open. Reid gave him a bitter smile. “I’m too valuable now… Go.”

Master Virr sighed, pulling up his hood and stepping back into the escape pod. “You are not beyond redemption. Don’t give up. Come home.” Reid sighed.

“STOP!” Reid whirled at the shout, and his eyes widened when Elle burst into the room and stared. She drew her Lightsaber, glaring at Reid. “Traitor!!!”

“Little Brother…” Master Virr gasped as Reid drew his Lightsaber. “May the Force be with you.” Reid looked at him and gave a tight smile, then nodded and sealed the escape pod, before jettisoning it out into space and heading towards Bakura. Then he raised his weapon and met Elle’s attack.

“You traitor!” Elle spat.

“You betrayed me first.” Reid growled, fending off her attacks. “When you joined the Sith and threw me to the Vi’Tani!”

“I did what I had to do!!!”

“As have I.”

“What’s going on here?!” Raphael demanded, running into the room with Tobias, Charles and Amanda.

“He let him go!” Elle shouted, then gasped as Reid flung her back with the Force and took a defensive stance, staring at the five other Sith.

“What?!” Amanda gasped, helping Elle to her feet.

“Master Virr! Livion let him go! In an escape pod!”

“… Livion…” Tobias gasped, eyes wide in both shock, and perhaps a glint of admiration.

“I did what I had to do…” Reid growled.

“You will pay for your treachery.” Elle hissed.

Reid raised his hand. “So be it.” And the Sith Lords cried out, raising their Lightsabers in their defense as Reid filled the small chamber with merciless Force Lightning, stronger than any of the Sith had ever seen him produce.

“So… you really HAVE been holding back.” Amanda said when the room fell silent. Reid looked at her, then narrowed his eyes.

“Of course I have.” He snapped. “I know my own power. And I know what it could do if the Reaper really had control of it. I have no intention of EVER wielding my full power in HIS name…”

Elle snorted and smirked, as though she had expected this. Charles looked furious, Raphael livid… Tobias looked worried, and Amanda… she looked… hurt.

“The consequences for your betrayal will be dire.” Raphael said in his cold, apathetic tone.

“I don’t really give a damn.” Reid said, his own voice equally indifferent.

“Then prepare yourself.” Elle snarled, and attacked, Raphael and Charles flanking her.

Tobias and Amanda hung back, both of them unsure…

“HYAAH!” Elle cried, bringing her blade down. Reid blocked it and spun, flinging Charles back with a blast of Force power, and burying his foot into Raphael’s gut in a powerful side kick. “AHN!” Elle cried as a burning pain sliced across her shoulder blade, courtesy of Reid’s blade. Reid pivoted, blocking Raphael’s strike, then spinning to block the attack from Charles. Growling, Elle stumbled to her feet and attacked again. Tobias and Amanda watched as Reid was forced back, and then surrounded. He was spinning his weapon in his hands, trying to fend off the attacks coming from every angle, but his eyes were growing wide as he grew more and more frantic. Finally, he closed them, using the Force to See.

Just as Master Virr was using the Force to See the battle that the young Fallen Jedi was in the heat of. Master Virr saw it before Reid did. He saw the three Sith around the boy raise their hands, and he knew what was coming. He could Hear the horrible scream as Reid’s body was engulfed in Force Lightning. His Lightsaber clattered to the floor and he arched his back, clawing at the air and falling to his knees.

The three Sith leapt back and lowered their hands, watching the young traitor almost collapse. He listed to the side, panting and whimpering in pain. Still snarling, Elle approached and stood over him.

“I knew you would betray us eventually.” She sniffed, smirking and grabbing a handful of his hair, jerking his head back. He winced and his hand fumbled at hers, then moved up to grip her arm. His eyes sought out hers, and he gave her a weak, pained smile, letting out a soft, breathy “Heh”, in a grotesque mockery of a laugh. Then he reached across with his other hand and grabbed the front of her shirt, jerking her down as he swung a leg around, sweeping her legs out from under her. She yelped as she crashed to the floor and Reid moved to straddle her hips, one hand gripping her throat and the other held up by his own face, palm down with fingers hooked like claws.

Her eyes widened at the dark glitter in his eyes and the uncharacteristic smirk on his lips. Then she let out a sharp gasp, writhing as he began to siphon away her very Life Energy with the Force Drain technique. It was something that he had been known to use, but the speed with which he was absorbing her strength was frightening. Her eyes rolled back and she began to choke and twitch as he strengthened himself with her Life Force.

“HEY!” Amanda cried, and she and the three men known as Darth Trion charged over, eyes blazing.

They winced as they felt their own energy being sucked away and absorbed as they got closer. Tobias, Raphael and Charles seized Reid and began to drain him in return. Reid let out an animalistic snarl, twisting about in their grasp, trying to free himself. They dragged him off of Elle, and Amanda quickly hooked her hands under the fallen Sith’s arms and dragged her back as Force Lightning lit up the room again. She dragged her through the door and down the corridor, the pained screams following them every step of the way.

In the escape pod entering the atmosphere of Bakura, Master Virr winced as he Watched the Force Lightning consume the Fallen Jedi, and his heart clenched when the boy slumped to the floor, defeated…

PLANET: ARRIVING AT MANAAN

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: NIGHT

The team watched as Master Amna Kao packed her Jedi robes and a few necessary items into a small backpack, preparing to jump ship once they were over the seas of Manaan. She once again clad only in a pair of simple tight shorts, her utility belt, and the broad band around her chest, binding her breasts. Finally, she stuck her Lightsabers into her belt and put on the backpack.

“Tell Jordan to make our finally approach to the rendezvous point.” She instructed, and K3-V1N left to do so. She turned to the team’s leader. “Remember what the Council said, Aaron.” She said, and laid a hand on his shoulder. “And remember what I said. I know you can do this.”

“Your faith is encouraging, Master.” Hotch said with a nod. She gave him a broad smile, then headed to the ramp. A few minutes later, it was lowered.

“I have every faith in you.” She said, looking up at Hotch as she stood on the edge. “You are a great Jedi, and you will be a great Master, someday.” Hotch gave her a faint smile and nodded.

“Master Kao. May the Force be with you.”

“And with you.” She nodded, then turned and leapt from the ship in a graceful dive, entering the water effortlessly. She was met by three other Jedi, all of the native Selkath species, and the four of them dived into the depths. Hotch sighed, then raised the ramp and turned to his team.

“Now where?” Morgan asked.

“We have a new mission.” Hotch said, his voice rough, his eyes intense. “Find Darth Livion and bring him back to the Jedi Temple. ALIVE.”

“Finally.” JJ breathed in an exhale of relief.

“They want him alive?” Prentiss asked, looking surprised.

“They want him back in the Order.” Hotch said, nodding. “And they’ve charged us with bringing him back.” The team scurried to keep up with the man’s long strides.

“I won’t pretend that I’m not surprised.” Morgan said, then grinned. “But let’s DO this!” Hotch turned and gave the man an amused smile. “Come on, Hotch. You aren’t the only one who wants your Pretty Boy back.”

“MY Pretty Boy?” Hotch asked, raising his eyebrows. The he blinked at the collective chuckle that came from his team.

“Come on, Aaron.” Rossi said, grinning. “Did you really think we didn’t know?” Hotch blinked.

“You two spent the night in the Shadow Lands and came back with a Force Bond. And you REALLY had no idea how it happened?” Prentiss asked.

“We’re Jedi, Hotch.” JJ said with a smile. “Did you really think we didn’t notice how you looked at each other, starting the very day Spence came back from Dantooine?”

“Or that you two snuck away from that party with the Wookiees together?” Jordan asked from the doorway.

“Or how the way you looked at each other changed right after that?” Morgan pointed out.

“… Or how you two were having sex on the BAU after you snuck away?” Garcia stated, bluntly.

Hotch’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull at that one, and the entire team laughed.

“We knew from the beginning, Aaron.” Rossi announced, clapping the man on the back.

“So what are we waiting for?!” Garcia demanded. “Let’s go bring Hotch’s boy toy home!!!” And cheering, they left the room.

Hotch stared after them, then followed, scowling and bellowing “He is NOT my BOY TOY!!!”

“Where to?” Jordan asked, everyone ignoring Hotch’s indignant shouting.

“His last known location.” Hotch said. “Ryloth.” But as they were heading to set their course, the communications console began to scream for attention. Heading for the comm unit, Hotch answered. On the screen, was Raahn Syr.

“Master.” Hotch greeted. The Cathar nodded to him.

“Aaron. I need you to go to Bakura immediately.” He said. Hotch frowned.

“Bakura?”

“We have a confirmed sighting of several Sith Lords. Three are unknown. The other three have been identified as Darth Sassin, Darth Dualath and Darth Livion.” Hotch’s heart began pounding. “… They have taken Master Virr.”

“Oh my stars…” Garcia gasped, and Hotch’s heart clenched.

“I must go to Alderaan. Darth Cenar and Darth Nocturn have made appearances there.” Master Syr said. “And considering your task of bringing in Darth Livion, and the fact that you are closer to Bakura than I…”

“I understand, Master.” Hotch said with a nod.

“Go immediately, Aaron.” Master Syr rumbled. “And may the Force be with you.” And the transmission ended.

“I… I don’t believe it.” Garcia gasped. “Why would Reid hurt Master Virr?!”

“Because he’s a Sith?” Seaver offered.

“Because the Sith aren’t giving him a choice.” JJ snapped at her. “Spence loves Master Virr. He’s like his family. He wouldn’t willingly hurt him.”

“I’m sorry…” Seaver said softly, mentally scolding herself. She should know by now that saying anything against Darth Livion only earned her contempt from most of the team… Rossi just pat her on the back, giving her a gentle look that spoke volumes… ‘it’s okay, she’ll get over it, but maybe you should keep your mouth shut about Reid from now on…’

Hotch headed up to the bridge.

“Sir?” Jordan asked, looking up at him.

“Get us to Bakura. Immediately.”

“Yes sir.” She nodded.

Hotch turned and made his way to the meditation chambers, intending to soothe the nerves that had frayed when he heard that Reid had gone after Master Virr.

He settled down, took a deep breath, and let the Force flow, waiting for the calming effects to begin… But that’s not what he got…

He felt sadness and guilt… and a building anxiety. Then a sudden feeling of finality, and determination.

“… Spencer?” He breathed softly, frowning slightly.

“What is it?” Morgan asked from the doorway, and a moment later Rossi appeared, too. The others were behind them.

“It’s Reid…” Hotch said softly, keeping his eyes closed as he focused. “His emotions are… VERY strong right now…”

“What is he feeling?” JJ asked.

“… Determined. But scared.” Hotch said, softly. The team slowly sat around him, silently staring and waiting.

“Grim. But amused. Slight joy…” Hotch continued. “Sadness…” Then, Hotch jumped, and his eyes snapped open. “He’s been startled. He’s scared.” He gasped, clenching his fists and staring off into space. “But he… he’s not backing down. He’s determined… There’s an underlying happiness and relief. It’s…” He frowned and closed his eyes, then gave a slight smile. “Triumph.”

JJ and Emily smiled, holding tightly to one another’s hands, while Garcia sat next to Morgan, who put an arm around her.

Then, Hotch tensed. “He’s fighting.” He breathed. “He’s fighting someone. He’s still scared but… He’s standing strong. Determined. Defiant.” Then he gasped. “He’s using the Lightning. He’s fighting multiple opponents.”

“Multiple?” Emily asked, frowning.

“Multiple… he’s… getting worried. He’s being overwhelmed.” Hotch continued, and JJ and Emily clung to each other and Garcia to Morgan. “He’s closed his eyes…” Hotch suddenly announced. “He’s using the Force to See… and… oh… Oh…”

“what is it?” Rossi asked.

“I can see them.”

“what?” Morgan prodded.

“I can… See what he’s Seeing.” Hotch gasped. “Three opponents with Lightsabers… one female, two male… There are two other males standing back… I can see the Dark Side in all of them… he’s fighting the other Sith!”

Garcia let out a gasp of both fright and excitement. But then Hotch tensed, before he jerked and let out startled “AHHN!!!” Rossi leapt forward to catch the man, who nearly fell to the floor. Hotch had his head thrown back and his back arched, a pained grimace on his face for many long seconds before he went limp, panting.

“What happened?!” Seaver gasped, staring down at Aaron Hotchner.

“They… they brought him down… with the Lightning…”

“Is he okay?!” JJ cried.

“He’s hurt…” Hotch groaned, wincing as he slowly sat up. Then, suddenly, he gasped again and his eyes went wide. The look of pain and exhaustion faded from him as he felt strength flood through him once more.

“He’s… Draining one of his attackers.” Hotch told the others. “He’s still fighting. He—Ah! AARRRHHHG!!!” The team converged on their leader in worry, reaching out and laying their hands on him, and with the Web of Force Bonds between the team members, they managed to erect a shield around the man, cutting him off from Reid…

As soon as they did, Hotch relaxed and lay still and quiet.

“Aaron?” Rossi asked.

“Nnnh…”

“I got him.” Morgan said, moving in and lifting Hotch with an arm around his shoulders and under his knees. Hotch just moaned, weakly. Morgan quickly carried the man to his quarters. There, Emily pulled off his boots, while JJ took his robe and Rossi his belt. Morgan got the man out of his over-tunic and into bed. Then, the team sat around him, keeping a worried vigil on the man. Garcia bustled in and laid a cool cloth on his forehead.

Weakly, Hotch swallowed and forced his eyes open, staring at his team.

“Hotch?” JJ asked, taking his hand.

“… He fell.” Hotch whispered.

“What?”

“Spencer. They… took him down…”

“Is he alright?” Morgan asked, frowning in his worry.

“… He’s alive.” Hotch croaked. “That’s all I know…” And he swallowed again, his eyes falling closed.

“Get some rest, Hotch.” Rossi said, softly.

“I’ll stay with him.” JJ said, and the others quietly left the room, leaving the man to sleep…

Reid sat in the corner of a dark cell, naked and shivering. The door opened. He looked up and stared at the cloaked figure that walked into the room.

“You told me not to do this…” He said, softly. “You told me not to join them.” He sighed and looked down again. “But if I didn’t… we would both be dead. You know that, right?”

“… I do.” Hotch said, lowering his hood. “I know that you did it to protect me.”

“But I have destroyed myself.” Reid responded, fighting back tears.

“No you haven’t. The fact that you grieve not only for what you have done, but for joining them in the first place, tells me that under it all, you are still you. The man I fell in love with.”

“When I left you… and joined them… I told you that I was trusting you to find me and guide me back.” Reid breathed, giving up the fight and allowing the tears to fall. Slowly, he lifted his eyes and looked up at the man. “I’m still trusting you to do that… but if you don’t hurry, I…”

“Spencer… I will try, but I warned you of what might happen if you joined the Sith. I will do all I can, but I may not be able to save you…”

“I know. But I had no choice. I had to save you.” Reid responded. “I… I had to do this, Aaron… I love you.”

“I know…”

“I’m sorry…” Reid whispered. “Please… forgive me. For everything.”

“… I do forgive you.” Hotch told him, moving and kneeling before the boy. “But if I lose you… I’ll never forgive myself.”

“There’s nothing to forgive.” Reid told him in a gentle tone, a sad smile on his face. “Because this isn’t your fault.” Hotch stared. “It’s mine. All of this. Everything. Now I have to face the consequences.”

“No.” Hotch gasped, lifting a hand and resting it on Reid’s cheek. Reid smiled and covered the man’s hand with his own.

“Promise me something…”

“Anything.”

“No matter what happens, remember me for who I was.” Reid told him. “Not for who I have, and still may, become. I love you, Aaron.” And he leaned over and gently caressed the Knight’s lips with his own. Hotch closed his eyes for a moment, until he felt a hot tear fall to his face. Reid moved back, and Hotch looked at him. “Tell the others I’m sorry.” Reid said, and Hotch pulled the boy into his arms and held him close.

And though the pair lay worlds away from each other, one in a cell and one in his bed, in their dreams and in the Force, for a few minutes they were together, in each other’s arms…
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