AN: * Pokes head out of the Wolfy Cave, easing out a bit of paper and quickly retreats. On the paper says "Please enjoy the next chapter of Sith Code and the Adventures of The mean Bitch Yoko and her two lovable companions. Sorry for being late…..wait."

The beeping of medical equipment was the only constant sound in the otherwise silent room. She watched as her master floated in the bacta tank, stripped of her armor to heal. Jaesa was both in awe and sorrow as she gazed upon her lover's body. Yoko's body was littered with scars. Some were ropy and long, others jagged and short. There was even one that looked as if she were bitten by some creature. But the worst scars of all were her most recent. Cut at the shoulder, the bacta healed her dismembered shoulders, where her arms used to be. It broke Jaesa's heart to see her like this. A once strong and fierce warrior, now crippled. She lay her forehead against the tank, the chill of the glass soothing her heated mind. She didn't move as the sound of the door sliding open reached her ears, and the voice of her other lover touched her senses. "Jaesa...It's been twelve hours. You should really eat something."

Jaesa shook her head. "I can't leave her, Vette. What if she wakes up?" She turned towards the twi'lek, pain and misery written all over her face.

Vette loved that about her human lover, always so selfless and loyal to those she loved. "I know you want to be there when she wakes up, Jae but she wouldn't want you to starve yourself because of her. Come on, let's eat something, relax. All we can do is wait anyway." Vette ordered gently and took Jaesa's hand and led her away. The human was reluctant at first but gave in at Vette's gentle touch. She was right. There was nothing either of them could do right now and she sorely missed Vette's presence.

The two went to the mess hall of the Fury class starship and quickly got something to settle their stomachs. Once fully sated, Vette led her somber lover to Yoko's room and coaxed her onto the bed. They curled up together, just enjoying the closeness. "Will she be okay?" Jaesa asked, her voice shaking. Seeing her lover almost die shocked her to the core. She didn't know what she would do if Yoko perished.

Vette smiled and stroked the black haired beauty. "She'll be fine, Jaesa. She's a fighter and it will take a lot more than getting her arms cut off to stop her. She could lose her legs and she'd still wiggle towards her enemy to bite their knee caps off."

Though it was a morbid thought to think of Yoko losing any more body parts, but the way Vette delivered it with a smirk made Jaesa giggle. "Yes, you're right. She would probably headbutt them to death." Now it was Vette's turn to laugh.

"I could totally see her doing that." Vette agreed with a giggle, snuggling further into Jaesa's warm body. She sighed blissfully. "I missed doing this with you."

"Me too, Vette." The human said, stroking one of the twi'lek's lekku. Vette shivered and moaned at the touch, only making Jaesa smile more. "I probably don't say it enough but….I love you, Vette. Just like Yoko, you're very important to me."

Vette smiled, her eyes closed. She pressed her lips against Jaesa's neck, just at her pulse point, in a small kiss. "I love you too, Jae. It's a little weird though isn't it?" She opened her eyes to stare into Jaesa's own. "How is it that we can love each other and love Yoko just the same?"

The former Jedi smiled. "I know you're not Force sensitive, Vee, but to the Force, none of that matters. The Force is everything. It connects us so closely that our love for Yoko is just as strong as our love for each other. It's not as weird as you may think."

"Sorry….I didn't mean to make it sound like it's a bad thing." Vette said, feeling a little guilty over her question. Why would she even think of questioning the love she felt and gave so openly?

"Hush, Vee, it's okay. To remain in ignorance would be folly. If something confuses you, especially about the Force, it's okay to ask questions."

Vette smiled. "You sounded like a real Jedi there for a second."

The human rolled her eyes with a smile and lightly slapped Vette in the back of the head. "You don't have to be a Jedi to give some wisdom to those more ignorant than yourself."

"Hey!" Jaesa laughed at the twi'leks mocking outrage and giggled when she jumped on her lover. "I'll show you ignorant, you jerk!"

The two rolled around on the bed, trying to fight for dominance, all the while getting into a heated mock fight. No real damage was done but it left them heated, and breathless. It was such a stereotypical situation that the two couldn't help but laugh. "Is this the part where we kiss?" Vette asked coyly.

"Only if you want it to be." Jaesa replied. The two giggled again and as one, met in a kiss. They both felt some measure of guilt at doing this while Yoko was healing. But they also needed the comfort only the other could give without their Sith warrior. The kiss grew more needy and tongues slipped past lips to explore each other. Moans echoed around the room as clothes were removed and skin on skin contact was made. Jaesa and Vette lost themselves in each other.

Yoko stirred, grimacing at the discomfort of the re-breather around her face. She clenched her eyes shut tighter and then slowly opened them. The bacta filled water obscured her vision slightly but she could tell she was on her starship in the medical room, bathing in the bacta tank to heal. How did she get here? She remembered fighting the two Jedi, protecting her lovers as best she could….losing her arms. She blinked and looked down at the stub that were once her powerful arms. Rage built so strongly and so fast she couldn't contain it. She was crippled! She was weak! She hated it….

Something else occurred to her in that moment: Where were Jaesa and Vette? She searched with her mind unable to find them, but only for a moment. She felt them. They were together, and safe, but….They were in her room, making love. Yoko didn't know what to feel. She couldn't be angry at them, they had every right to be together like that. The three of them were lovers, it was only fair.

However she did feel left out, but she wasn't stupid enough to believe they did this without thinking of her, after all they couldn't do anything to further her healing process. They only had each other at the moment. Yoko knew all this, but the negative emotions of losing a part of her, then the feelings of being ignored, whether intentional or not and being unable to do anything about her situation, just rushed to the forefront of her mind. Her rage unleashed. She screamed into her re-breather, the sound being muffled by it and the bacta water. But the Force would not be silenced. Her power broke out and shattered the glass of the tank, releasing the water and making her pain and anger heard.

Vette and Jaesa lay snuggled in each others arms, bare but comfortable. They were dozing after their love making session, just basking in the aftermath, when the sound of shattering glass and Yoko's screams of rage reached their ears. The two sat up as one, looked at each with wide eyes and quickly got dressed and rushed out of the room. They found Lieutenant Pierce and his men stationed outside the door, non-lethal weapons drawn, not sure what to expect from an irate Yoko. "Stay here, Pierce. We're going in." Jaesa ordered. They entered the med bay to see Yoko, kneeling in the shards of glass, shaking with what could only be rage. "Yoko!" They said as one, rushing to her side.

Yoko snarled and made to push them away but without arms she could do nothing, this only increased her anger. She was useless now. "Get away…." She growled.

"Yoko, what…?" Jaesa said with sorrow. She didn't want them? What was going through her injured lovers mind?

"Don't…I'm..." She hissed, trying to stand on shaky legs. The two helped up their lover and master, shrouded her with a blanket and escorted her back to Yoko's room. It was times like these that they were glad it was only the three of them. No one to see the Sith's naked form.

"Shh, Yoko it's okay. We're gonna make it better. You trust us right?" Vette soothed, taking the towel that Jaesa offered to dry their lover.

Yoko was still shaking but she really tried to calm down. So much had gone wrong so fast. "I-I do…" She said, stuttering out the words in her rage. "But I'm…"

The human knew where this was going, she could sense it, see it in Yoko's soul. Yoko was scared and angry. She viewed herself as weak now, useless. She had to soothe those fears. "Yoko, listen to me, my love." As she was being patted down and dried, Yoko looked to her wise Force mate, the eyes of a demon staring into Jaesa's soul, who could see the rage there. The Jedi knew she had to be firm, but loving. "You are not weak, do you hear me? You are so strong. Even now you make us feel safe. Yoko, you took down dozens of well armed and well trained soldiers without your lightsaber or arms. Then finished the fight with two Jedi Masters at their physical peak, wounded and near death. You are not weak. You are more than worthy of us, my love." She paused, thinking of how to deliver the next bit of news, wondering how Yoko would take it. Already she could see the rage dying in her eyes. "We are on our way to Dromund Kaas, I called ahead and notified Darth Baras of the situation. He has ordered a medical team on stand by to take you to a medical station for surgery." Jaesa sighed and helped Vette lay their lover into bed. Standing over her she finished her explanation. "Yoko, he has ordered you to get cybernetic arm replacements." At Vette's shocked look, she felt guilty that she didn't tell her twi'lek lover sooner, but it was in the open now and she watched the Sith to gauge her reaction.

"Cybernetic….arms?" She asked, unable to really wrap her mind around it. It wasn't uncommon to see people of almost all species having some form of cybernetic implant. It didn't really cross her mind until now that she could be one of them. On one hand she wanted them now, the need to fight and kill was always strong with Yoko and she could do it again with replacement arms and with much better success than without. But they wouldn't be her arms that she was born with. It felt like a crutch to her, a weakness.

Jaesa shook her head. "Don't think like that, my love. Make them yours, you can be whole again, just different."

Vette pouted. "What are you talking about? What's she thinking? I hate that I cant read her mind like you can."

The human giggled and kissed Yoko's hair then leaned over and kissed Vette on the lips in apology. "She feels that getting robotic arms would be a crutch to her real strength."

Rolling her eyes, Vette said. "Oh please, Yoko. Am I weak cause I use a blaster?" She asked, seriously.

Yoko frowned. "It's not the same-"

"Of course it is! My blaster is a tool to keep me and you two alive. Without them I may as well just shout 'pew pew' and wave my arms at our enemies for all the good it would do." Despite the situation, Jaesa couldn't help but giggle at Vette's analogy. "It sucks, Yoko, I know but you don't have arms anymore. Jae and I will love you no matter what happens to you but you'd be stronger with new arms, they even put some fake fleshy stuff over it to make it look more natural. Your strength isn't just physical ya know."

"She has a point, my love. I could feel your rage over your arms being gone, but soon they wont be. What doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger." Yoko took in her reassurances and could only nod in silent acceptance. Like always, they were right.

Vette paced in the hallway of the medical clinic. She was muttering to herself and occasionally waving her arms around in some gesture or another. Jaesa found the display entirely amusing and adorable at the same time. For her part, the human was sitting patiently, waiting for the surgery to be done. She was much more patient that Vette was, even though they had been waiting for over six hours now. She smiled when Vette asked, for the tenth time. "How long is this gonna take?" Jaesa could tell she getting beyond frustrated so she stood and took Vette into her arms.

"Shh, Vette. Be patient please. They will be done when they are done, there is nothing we can do to change that. Come, sit with me." She said, dragging a pouting and grumbling Vette to the bench. The twi'lek sighed and lay her head against the comforting shoulder of the Jedi and closed her eyes. "There now, just relax and wait, love. She'll be fine."

"I know but….I just hate the waiting. What if something goes wrong? What if one of the docs is an assassin and tries to kill her?" She asked, her imagination running wild.

"Vee, that won't happen. Did you forget I can see people's true nature? Not one of those doctors had any ill intentions to Yoko. Trust in me, love she will be fine."

"Yeah I guess you're right. I just worry, ya know?"

"I do know, I worry about her all the time. Like when she ran into an entire battalion of soldiers to try and save you. Or staring down the most dangerous Jedi to exist just so she could get you back."

Vette blushed, her blue skin getting darker. "She….does seem to do that alot, doesn't she?"

"Yes, I'd say so. She loves you very much, even though she doesn't say it. Yoko's methods….she's a woman of action rather than words."

"I noticed that." Vette answered with a bashful smile. She turned her head and kissed Jaesa's cheek and straddled her lap. Their arms instinctively wrapped around one another. "I also noticed though, she hasn't done anything like that for you. Why?"

With a smile Jaesa said. "Because I am not silly enough to get into trouble to need saving." Vette frowned, and pulled away slightly. She knew Jaesa was joking but she couldn't help but feel that she was also right. Vette had been saved a lot. She didn't like feeling like a damsel. "Now don't start that, you're too adorable. In all honesty, Vee, you've known her longer than I have, been through more than we have. It's only natural she would react so drastically because of you."

"But she loves you too!"

"I know she does, sweetheart. Our love is just a bit different. She doesn't need to save me to show her love, though I believe that she still would if it came to it. Instead I'm the one saving her from herself. That shows my love for her. However that doesn't mean she loves you any less, or me any less. The Force doesn't see boundaries, Vee. To the Force, the three of us are connected as one. It's no more complicated than that."

"I don't quite get it but, I believe you." Vette said, laying her head against Jaesa's shoulder again.

"Good, that's all you need to know, is that we love you." Jaesa said in return, stroking Vette's back and lekku simultaneously. The two stayed like that for the rest of their time in waiting. Even when Darth Baras arrived and looked at them with distaste. Jaesa didn't falter, she just returned the his gaze evenly. She would not be cowed by this man, even if he was Yoko's master. In her opinion, Yoko was far stronger than him and she would keep them safe if something happened. She could see him for who he really was. A snake, a monster. Something evil and dangerous. She had no doubts he was going to betray her lover, but there was nothing she could do about it right now. His time would come, she was sure of it.

"Is she almost finished, Miss Wilsaam?" Baras asked. The human felt Vette tense and press tighter to her human lover. She was afraid of him, she soothed her by stroking her back.

"Yes, my lord. Shouldn't be long now." She answered diplomatically.

"Good." Was all he said and the waiting continued.

The room was more tense now, with Baras there, but Jaesa ignored him and watched the door. It wasn't much longer when Yoko's walked through it, donned in her black and red Sith armor. She glared at Darth Baras when she noticed him. If it bothered him he didn't show it. "My apprentice, good to see you on your feet."

"I agree, master." She said stiffly. She shifted and revealed her new cybernetic arms. They were donned with her black armor but Jaesa knew that underneath they were mechanical and suffused with artificial skin to look natural. Jaesa helped Vette stand and the little twi'lek rushed to her lovers side, partially hiding behind her and hugging the Sith at the same time.

Jaesa smiled at her lover and stood before her. "Here, master. You may want this." She lifted a lightsaber from her belt and handed it over to her master, who took it carefully and pointed it away from her lovers and ignited it. The red beam shot out with a hum. It was her lightsaber, Jaesa had recovered it and Yoko felt a surge of love for the girl. "You're welcome." Jaesa added and stepped around her to stand by her side, but a slightly behind.

"Seems you have fully recovered, good. Let us test you. Come, return to my office and we shall talk." He left without another word and the trio followed him. They all climbed into a speeder car, escorted by soldiers and returned to the Dark Citadel.

The Sith Juggernaut sat in the pilot seat of the Fury, staring listlessly out at hyperspace passing by. So much had happened to her in such a short amount of time. She looked down at her arms, she couldn't feel them but they were there. Mechanical, artificial….false. False strength. She clenched her fists tightly and grimaced. She felt nothing, and she hated it. She didn't think about it at first, but when she realized she couldn't feel anything. She knew she couldn't feel her girls anymore either. That hurt the most. She could still protect them, but she couldn't feel them, at least not with her bare hands. Or caress them, love them. Yoko Yoru growled low in her throat and slammed her fist against the arm rest, shattering it to splinters. They were durasteel and she shattered it. How much damage would she did if she touched Vette? Jaesa? She shook her head. "I can't even touch them." She muttered.

"What do you mean you can't touch us?" Vette declared she plopped into Yoko's lap. "Stop being such a downer. You're fine, we're fine. Everything is fine." She said cheerily. Yoko didn't protest, what was the point? Once Vette made up her mind it was nigh impossible to change it. Instead she sighed, wanting so much to wrap her arms around her lover, but refrained. "What's the matter?"

"Vette." Came the gentle scolding of Jaesa as she stepped into the room. "She's upset, you know that."

Vette frowned. "Yeah but, shes okay now right? She has arms again, she can fight, she can…."

"She cant feel us." Came Jaesa's gentle interruption.

"What?"

"She can't feel us." She said again, coming to stand next to her Sith. She reached out and gently took Yoko's arm and lifted it to her lips, kissing it. "Can you?" She asked sadly. Yoko shook her head, starting at her fingers touching Jaesa's lips, feeling nothing.

"What?!" Vette exclaimed, not having thought about that at all. She jumped off her lovers lap and grabbed the other arm. "They….they have to have some kind of sensor in them right? Like artificial nerves? They have those right?" Vette pulled up her holocom and accessed the holonet. She searched and found what she was looking for. "Ha! See? They have artificial nerves and biosynthetic fusion implants. It relays sensory information to her brain!" Vette beamed smugly and hopped back into her Sith's lap, wrapping her arms around her the black armored torso.

Jaesa smiled sadly at her twi'lek lover. "Yes, Vette but….Baras didn't install those for her."

Vette's happiness faltered and she paused, suddenly seething. she spat. "That! Bastard!" She snarled, showing the most hate and anger either had seen before. "Fine, screw him! Once we're done with his next 'mission' I'll get them installed. Then I'm gonna put a bolt between his stupid eyes!" She grumbled, snuggling into Yoko's chest, doing her best to make sure the Sith could feel her.

After her rant Yoko couldn't help but hold her close and kiss her lekku. Getting so angry at her master over her was heartwarming. She couldn't blame her. She was getting sick of Baras and after this mission she was going to do something about it. She looked up at Jaesa, who giggled into her hand at Vette's anger. "I agree with Vette, my love. Don't worry, you will be able to feel us in due time. Until then…." Jaesa trailed off, and snuggled up with Vette and Yoko, pressing into Yoko's chest. "Make do without your hands, my love." Yoko's heart was soothed as she relaxed into her lovers embraces.