Visiting Home (Short story for Jenna Inabe)

Jenna Inabe

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It had been months since she had been released from confinement for the incident on the Wheel. After almost a season's worth of inquiry and interrogation, the Council had found Inabe was not in league with the Sith; However, she had, from their point of view, used excessive force when dealing with the criminals who had started the firefight on the station. While they did not fully expel her from the Order, Inabe was relieved of duty and sent back to her home planet of Chandrilla for leave until further instructed. Before she left Ajan Kloss, she had received word from the Sati that the captured Sith called Rowa perished during an attempt to redeem him from the Dark Side. It saddened Inabe, having found the young warrior with so much potential to do good in the Galaxy. All he needed was a compassionate soul, regardless if it was her or someone wiser, to show him the right path...

She had left Ajan Kloss a few days ago, jumped to one system, wiped her navigation data, then reset coordinates to her home on Chandrilla. She had been in Hyperspace since then for three days and 16 hours. Another Two more and her planet would be in her view ports when she came out. She gave a sigh as she looked down at her sabers. They had returned both her double bladed yellow saber and her purple bladed saber to her, on the understanding she refrain from using it for a while. She gave a simple sigh before she sat them away and checked her coordinates on her controls.

Another two hours-no...hour and I'll be home...I heard that Chandrilla was hit by plague a while back. She thought to herself, a sense of dread falling over her that she tried her best to suppress. She heard of the plague that hit, but all contact with her parents were nonexistent during this time. She had feared for the worst, even when communications had been restored to the system and the tolls were tallied. Her parents or any of her family members were not on the lists she had seen before she left for home, but the thought had made her worry. Jenna took a deep breath as she allowed the Force to fall over her, enveloping her in a cocoon and for an instant a sensation of warmth fell over her as she allowed the energy to calm her inner self. She reached out through the energy field that enveloped all living things, trying to sense her parents before Inabe could be even out of the tunnel. She calmed even more as she felt herself have the sensation of leaving her body, stretching out through the Force to see if she could find anything. The hums of her mind began to clear as she began to concentrate. She began to feel a presence, but...it wasn't her parents it felt...strange yet...familiar. She parted her lips as if to call out this person-

BEEP!

Jenna's eyes snapped open as she saw the tunnel suddenly disappear and the planet of Chandrilla zap before her. She grabbed the controls of her quadjumper as Jenna clicked several buttons to engage dampeners, bringing the vehcile to a full stop as the scanners picked signals coming up on her fast. She looked up, findng several patrol craft flying past her and the console setting off a couple of alarms and lights. Jenna turned to a button and clicked it, bringing forth the hologramp of what appeared to be Chandrillan Defense.

"Unidentified Quadjumper" sounded out a female voice, "This is the Chandrillan Defense Force, Please instill your codes and state your business!" they demanded in a professional yet drudgerous demeanor.

"CDF" stated Jenna in her cheery voice, "This is Jenna Inabe returning from the Outer Rim!" she said punching in her codes and identifications, "I'm requesting permission to land. Is everything alright?" she asked.

No response. She began to worry a bit but sensed no immediate danger. She gave a sigh as a more positive beep came from her comms and the patrol ships broke off and started to leave.

"Jenna Inabe, Your paperwork checks out and you are cleared to land. However..." they paused as if checking with someone, "...We advise you to use extreme caution. We've had a plague as of late and while we have got it under control, there are still some sick down there so be careful where you go" they warned.

Jenna gave a smile as she took control of her ship and began approaching the planet, "That's exactly why I'm here" she said...



Jenna scanned the skies of Chandrilla as she began her landing cycle, watching the city below in disbelief at the havoc reeked by this Sith designed sickness. She felt a swell of pity as the Quadjumper began to land on the pad assigned to it, giving a heavy thump as the ship finally touched down. She departed quickly, throwing her cloak around her and locking the jumper down as the hissing of vapor ensnared her form. She moved quickly from the quadjumper, wanting to get to her parents as quickly as possible. She had begun to worry greatly as her feet began to pick a faster pace, moving her like shadow through the streets as she bore witness to the pain this Plague has caused people, wincing as the few who survived it kept to themselves. She gave a saddened sigh as she moved quietly and gracefully towards her parent's address. She found the place, nothing fancy but big enough to support a family their size. She felt a lump raise in her throat as Jenna began to knock on the door. When the flat plate hissed away and revealed a small plump woman no more than double Jenna's age, a smile flashed across both women's faces.

"Mother!" called out Jenna, opening her arms to wrap around the other.

"Jenna!" came out of the other woman's lips, hugging her daughter while they hovered in the portal, "Well don't just stand there, Come in! Come in!" she chirped, ushering Jenna inside and shutting the door fast, "It's so good to see you dear!" said the woman, offering Jenna a seat to a decent table and helping her out of her cloak, "How was your travel? I trust work hasn't worn you down!" she said as she hung up Jenna's cloak.

"Tis fine Mother. However I will probably be here for a while given my...suspension" she said, albeit with reluctance.

"Suspension?!" chirped the other woman, "What Suspension!?" she asked with a hint of surprise and a touch of anger.

Jenna proceeded to tell the woman, named Greta, of the situation on The Wheel and the investigation that followed, along with her "Suspension" from the Order till further instructed to assignment.

"Blessed Force Child!" spat Greta as she prepared a pot of tea for the two, "You're just like your father and that Django Fellow when the former was young-Not too sure about the latter though-always getting themselves into trouble!" she chortled a bit as Jenna gave a weak smile while she waited for the tea. Greta frowned at Jenna as she poured their tea, "Oh yes I'm...I'm terribly sorry about Master Django dear." she said as she finished pouring for Jenna, offering some sort of addition but Jenna only poured some sweetener and took a sip. Gretta poured her own and a spot of cream then took her seat, "Have they ever found his body?" asked Greta worriedly.

"No" replied Jenna, taking another sip and took a cookie from a plate her mother laid out after every lunch. Must have missed Father, she thought, "He's still labeled missing in action. However with all these Sith characters running around I wouldn't be surprised at-"

"I've been paying attention to the news Jenny" stated Greta, almost uncomfortably, "And I know they are the ruffians who unleashed this plague upon here and many other worlds! Foul creatures!" she spat as she took a sip. Her face contorted like a frog when she became angry, making Jenna giggle a bit and lightened her mood.

"Speaking of Plague Mother..." replied Jenna, "...I'm assuming Father is at his clinic?" she stopped for a moment, a sense of worry fell over her as she looked at her mother, "...or...has father-"

"Oh no no!" stated Greta, clasping Jenna's hands to calm her after realizing where the conversation was going, "Your father is fine! The man is as pragmatic-and busy-as ever!" she explained, "He's been working like a demon since this Plague business! So many people Jenny" she said with a hint of pain, "Did you know that Mrs. Dilbert and her family were wiped out by this nasty business?!"

"The Dilberts?!" gasped Inabe, her stomach dropping in horror upon the news, "By the Force all of them?!" she asked.

"No, thankfully Patience Survived...Sadly she's the only survivor I’m afraid!" retorted Greta, "But that's only because she was on Dantooine at the time." she explained as she took another spot of tea, "When she got the news she hurried home against warnings! She's been coordinating with me and the other merchants to getting supplies in ever since. It's been easier since they lifted the quarantine by some margin but...the tolls are catastrophic." she finished.

Jenna sat for a while as a quiet fell over the two, mother and daughter still drinking the tea, "Is Father still at his Clinic?" asked Jenna.

"More than likely, poor man" replied Greta, "He's been so worn out but he still chooses to go out there and help."

"And so will I" stated Jenna, finishing up her tea and standing up. She turned to reach for her cloak, her mother looking on in shock.

"B-But you just got here!" she sated trying in vain to stop Jenna, "Surely you would like some rest before you perform your duties out there?!" she asked.

Jenna gave her a smile and hugged her mother after throwing back on her worn cloak, "I will be fine mother. But Father needs me. I'll do my best to keep him safe and be careful of my own safe besides..." she said as she made for the door, "I'm one with the Force..."

"The Force is with you." stated Greta as she watched on, knowing when Jenna made up her mind she would see it through to the end. It was always like this, even long before Jenna became a Jedi. Greta watched on praying to the Force as her daughter, A Jedi Knight, walk out the door...

To be Continued...
 
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Jenna Inabe

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Part 2

The streets were rather crowded for a city-a whole planet-that had recently been lifted of its quarantine. Guess peeps just want to get out of a what amounted to their own little prison cell. Jenna couldn't blame them. She too had been in confined to her quarters on Ajan Kloss since the incident on the Wheel. Had not been for her training she too would have had a case of Cabin Fever. Nevertheless she was out just like the rest of them, attempting to find her Father's clinic and do what she can to help those who needed it.

As she rounded one of the clogged corners of the city she found just to right a small door with a long line of people standing in front it. Strewn across the top of the door was "Clinic Inabe" in Aurubesh. Jenna gave a slight nostalgic smile as she took a step forward and began to reach for the door. Some of the people watched as she tried to casually enter the clinic. One attempted to stop her assuming she was trying to cut in line. It wasn't until she explained who she was that they let her pass. She entered, finding multiple people in the waiting room doing their best to stay busy until Dr. Drake Inabe could see them. Jenna could only look in sadness at how crowded the clinic had become as she made her way to the desk.

"Hello Berda!" stated Jenna as she stared at an old reception droid, their back to Jenna as they sorted out paperwork. Their name called out prompted the aging droid to turn and face Jenna. A "Smile" came across their face-if one could call it that-as they saw the young woman standing their before them.

"Jenna!" came the droids feminine voice as they sent out hands for Jenna to take. the two held hands with joy as two old friends reuintied, "Thank the Maker you're back! How have your adventures in the Galaxy been treating you!?" she asked as Jenna continued to hold Berda's.

"Not so much adventures and more boring missions Berdy!" said Jenna with a smile, "I'm back here for a while, noticed Father could use some help at the Clinic." she said to the old droid as the latter withdrew her hands.

"Help that couldn't come not a moment too soon!" came a male voice, prompting Berda and Jenna to turn and face a man in his late fifties. He had already white hair and eyes that looked worn and weary. Jenna couldn't help but feel a mixture of joy and pity for Drake Inabe as she sprung forward and embraced her father. He hugged her back with a wide smile, as if light fell on his heavy gray world while they stood there in the lobby, "Oh My Dear Jenny!" he said as if choking back tears of joy, "It's so good to see you after so many years away!" he stated.

"So many years father!" said Jenny, her own tears being held back as she pulled away from her father, "Mother briefed me on what has been happening" she said straightforwardly. Drake couldn't help but frown a bit but gave a solemn nod in response.

"I bet she has" he said, "You couldn't come at a more troubled time Jenny...and I wish it was at much lesser" he said sadly.

"Never mind that father" she said as she removed her brown worn cloak, "Just tell me where I can get to work and I shall start immediately!" she said, sounding like an eager young bantha waiting to buck. Drake couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'd rather have you rest a bit before you start..." he said but he could see the look on her face before giving a sigh, "...but knowing you you'd say 'I slept alot on the way here' am I to assume correctly?" he asked with a smirk.

"What do you think father?" asked Jenna with her own smirk.

Drake couldn't help but shake his head and roll his eyes as he pulled several charts from Berda's desk and handed some off to Jenna, "We have managed to get this plague under control but there are still many who are reeling from its effects." he said as he took some charts of his own, "It was horrid in the first few months Jen. So many people..." he said with a saddened voice, letting it trail off as his memories came back. Jenna instinctively placed her hand on Drake's right shoulder, letting the Force flow through him to calm his heart. Father and Daughter locked eyes as Jenna gave him a soft smile.

"I know Father." she said with a smile but saddened eyes, "I heard about Patience Dilbert's family and they have my prayers" she said as she pulled her hand away and began reading the charts, "They are one with the Force now Father. They are at peace and no longer in the grip of this painful Plague. However there are many more alive and we can still save them. Let us focus on them for now. We can do this." she said with utter surety.

Drake couldn't help but smile back as he looked down at his own charts, "I still have many patients in the back rooms-"

"I can deal with the ones here in the waiting room" replied Jenna, "I don't need examination rooms" she said as she took the charts of peoples that were there already, "Go. Do what you must." she said patting him on the back, "May the Force be with you." she said.

"And to you Jenny" he replied as he turned and took his leave. Jenny couldn't help but let the smile fade away to reveal worry, watching her father walk slowly down the hall to one of the examination rooms.

"Poor Dr Inabe." stated Berda, "He's been working nonstop since this Plague business...It's wearing him down. I fear he may do more harm than good if he keeps this up" she said.

Jenna gave a nod to the statement and turned to Barda "Well thankfully The Force has Guided me here to lighten his load. So I think its time I did my duty no?" she said to Berda with a new smile. The droid nodded and returned to work. Jenna turned towards the small group in the waiting room and looked at each chart and drew in a breath before calling out the first name on her list...

To be continued...
 
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