The hangar bay was filled with barely ordered madness. Technicians and pilots stormed across the durasteel decks, taking up their stations for the moment all had awaited. Through the wide open bay doors and shimmering airlock could be seen the blue sphere of Contruum, dotted by the rebel fleet. Only a few minutes before, the Baci had arrived in the system. And, though only known to a few, the Hapan Royal Navy waited quietly for the opportune moment on the other side of the planet’s gravity well. Leia nodded into her shoulder. “You won’t, Mom. I promise.” * * * Zeya. * * * Shavit.