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Author Topic: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Completed
Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 8:00am Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#3) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 10:02am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
Jaina Solo Fel stood by the blue transapristeel of the room she was sharing with her husband, gazing out at the Mon Calamari horizon.

Her husband Jag, newly wed for only hours, was still asleep in their bed, but Jaina had been awake for a while. A vision had plagued her sleep, and now she was trying to discern what it meant.

You know what it meant, she thought dryly.

Flashes of brown haired, green eyed children danced through her mind, and she found she could remember their faces with Jedi accuracy. A boy and a girl, close in age but the boy was older, both with their father's eyes and their mother's smile.

Jaina had never really given children much though until the day Jag kissed her on Borleias, and then it had suddenly been in the back of her mind, like a whisper of premonition. She had always known that she wanted kids, but it had seemed so far in the future that she never really gave it any thought.

Now, though, she was married. She was somebody's wife.

Not just somebody, she thought with a content smile. Jag's wife.

Through their Force bond she knew he was awake now, and watching her, but he knew her well enough to know that this was a personal time for her, one of reflection and searching, one of meditation.

But Jaina had done enough meditating, and there was a man waiting for her, and not just any man, but the most handsome and wonderful man in the galaxy, and he had chosen to make her his wife.

She turned and smiled at him. "Good morning."

He smiled his trademark half-smile. "I certainly think it is." His eyes raked her over, and Jaina felt a blush rise on her cheeks. She was wearing a simple white robe that she had thrown on when she had stepped out of bed, and it was too big for her small frame, but from the look in Jag's eyes he didn't even notice that.

Jaina walked back to the bed and kissed him. A long, slow kiss, unlike the many breathless kisses shared the night before. Jag smiled at her, his pale green eyes warm and bright. "Good morning to you, too, Jaina Fel."

Jaina grinned at him. "Solo Fel, Jag, Solo Fel. You don't want to tell my dad you married me without his permission and that I gave up his name for yours, do you?"

Jag kissed her nose. "I think Solo Fel has a wonderful ring to it."

Jaina sighed. "Too bad we can't start letting everyone call me that."

Jag stroked her hair quietly, his expression unreadable. For the security of their psychological warfare mission, they had agreed not to make their marriage public right away. It had not escaped either of them that the Yuuzhan Vong would find Jaina Solo's husband an excellent target to use in her capture, and Jaina was determined not to let Jag get hurt because of her.

However, if word just happened to spread, neither of them would deny it. Jaina couldn't imagine even trying to deny their marriage to anyone.

"I love you," Jag whispered, kissing her hair.

Jaina smiled, craning her neck to look at him. "I love you, too, Jagged."

He kissed her, and for a long moment everything in the galaxy faded away except for the two of them. That familiar soaring sensation that was synonymous with kissing Jag filled Jaina's senses and she let out a happy sigh.

Jag chuckled, a deep, rich sound that made Jaina's heart swell. "You're so beautiful," he whispered between kisses. "Like an angel."

Jaina raised an eyebrow. "This is Mon Calamari, not Iego," she teased. "And angels aren't real, I am."

"So I've noticed," Jag whispered huskily, kissing her shoulder and running his fingers along her neck.

Jaina leaned her head back onto his shoulder, letting herself get swept away in the moment.

Which was horribly ruined when the door-comm buzzed to life and Colonel Celchu's voice filled the room. "Great One? A word if I may?"

Jag groaned, and Jaina flashed him an apologetic look before striding over to the door-comm. "What is it, Colonel?"

"General Antilles would like a word with his nephew," Tycho replied sternly, and Jaina could sense his disapproval of their living arrangements. That didn't come as much of a surprise, though, since Tycho was not only a good friend of her uncle's, but his wife Winter was practically a surrogate mother to Jaina, having raised her for most of her early years on Anoth, and then sticking it out to act as a nanny for the troublesome Solo children.

"Certainly," Jaina said. "I'll send him down right away. Is there anything else?"

"Yes," Tycho said, and Jaina thought she heard some sympathy in his voice, but she couldn't be sure. "Your uncle wants to see you, as well."

Oh man, Jaina thought with a groan. Uncle Luke must have heard that Jag moved in.

"He said that he and Mara will be waiting, and that you would know where."

"I do," Jaina sighed. "Thank you, Colonel."

Turning back to Jag, she found he was already out of bed and getting dressed quickly. She bit back a sigh, knowing that they had no choice, really, but to go meet with their respective uncles. Although Jaina would have given anything to trade with Jag at the moment.

"Duty calls," Jag offered her a wry smile.

"Again," Jaina murmured. She reached out a hand and used the Force to call her flightsuit to her, smirking at the startled look on Jag's face as the clothes floated right past him.

"Jedi," he muttered, rolling his eyes playfully.

Jaina ignored him and reached under her pillow and pulled out her lightsaber. As she was hooking it onto her belt, she noticed Jag looking at her strangely. "What?" she asked.

"Do all Jedi sleep with their lightsaber under their pillow?" Jag asked with raised eyebrows.

Jaina tapped her blade in her hand menacingly. "The better to strike down unsuspecting husbands in their sleep."

Jag grinned, and walked over to her as he zipped up his flightsuit. "Well now I'm a suspecting husband, so we have nothing to worry about, right?" He leaned down and kissed her softly.

Jaina couldn't help but smile. "Right." She draped her flightsuit over her shoulder and headed for the refresher. "I'm going to rinse off real quick, then go meet my aunt and uncle."

"Are you going to tell them?" Jag asked, his voice emotionless, but Jaina didn't miss the hopefulness there.

"Yes," she promised. "And after that we are going to tell my parents."

Jag grimaced in anticipation. "That sounds ... interesting."

Jaina laughed. "It sounds horrifically painful if I know my father." She gestured towards the door. "Since you're dressed, you may as well go ahead and meet with your uncle. I'll go meet with mine as soon as I'm dressed, and then I'll meet you back here when I'm done."

Jag nodded, looking weary about his impending meeting. "Alright." He ran a hand through his dark hair. "Any advice on how to tell my uncle we're married?"

Jaina shrugged. "Just come right out and say it, I guess." She bit her lip. "It's going to be much easier than telling my parents."

Jag shuddered. "You're right." He walked over to her and gave her a nice, long kiss, stroking her hair softly.

When they pulled apart Jaina raised an eyebrow. "What was that for?"

Jag smiled ruefully. "Just in case your father gets hold of me before I can do that again." As he was walking out of the room, he glanced back at her. "There isn't any Republic law I should know about is there? Say, one that allows angry fathers to kill men who marry their daughters in secret?"

Jaina shot him a sympathetic look. "Don't think so." She paused and smirked at him. "Then again, my mother did help write the New Republic constitution. I wouldn't put it past my dad to sneak that in there somewhere, just in case."

"Wonderful," Jag muttered. "If I don't survive the night, make sure you tell my family what happened to me. Tell them I died bravely, facing a terrifying enemy."

Jaina grinned. "My dad's not that bad."

Jag raised and eyebrow. "You have met your father, haven't you?"

Jaina pretended to think about that, then shrugged. "You're right." She smiled wickedly. "So do you want to be jettisoned out into space or buried on Nirauan?"

 

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"Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS
"Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization
"Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Jedi_Johnson 
Registered: Apr '02
41707_Million Colors Game
Date Posted: 6/3/02 8:03am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#3)
Great post. I especially liked the part about the lightsaber under the pillow.

 

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Why so serious?
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Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 8:28am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#3) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 8:29am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
Thank you happy The next post is under construction and should be up in a little bit. Here is a nice little snippet from what I have so far:

"Does Luke know about this?" Wedge asked wearily.

The entire building shook suddenly, and Wedge heard Corran yelp from the hallway. "By the Sith! What is wrong with Master Skywalker?!"

Jag exchanged a grim look with his uncle. "I would imagine so."

 

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"Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS
"Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization
"Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Jedi_Jaina_Fel 
Registered: Jun '02
24096_Padme
Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:09am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#3)
Wow! I just read this whole story and it is amazing! JPS, you are a great writer and I can't wait to read the next post! Hopefully it will be up soon ? (hint hint) grin

 

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Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:12am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#3)
Thank you JJF blush

The next post is going to be up soon, I promsie happy It will only be a few more seconds...

 

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"Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization
"Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:15am Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 9:20am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
Jag entered his uncle's office and gave the General a sharp salute. "You wanted to see me, sir?"

Wedge raised his face and Jag couldn't read the expression he saw there. "Yes, Jagged, I did."

Jag winced at the use of his full name. "I take it this is not a military meeting, sir?"

"You're correct," Wedge said, leaning forward in his seat and clasping his hands together on his desk. "I suspect that you already know why you're here."

Jag nodded. "Yes, sir."

"And what exactly do I want to talk to you about, Jag?" Wedge asked, his tone flat and unreadable.

"We've done something that you may disprove of," Jag said evenly. "Jaina and I."

Wedge nodded grimly. "So I've heard." His eyes narrowed. "Gavin says that you declined the room assigned to you and took it upon yourself to become Jaina Solo's roommate. Would you care to explain that?"

"I suppose I should explain that, too," Jag conceded, more to himself than to Wedge.

"Too?" Wedge raised an eyebrow, instantly weary.

"Too, sir," Jag confirmed.

"I see," Wedge said. There was a flicker of apprehension in his dark eyes. "Well, first thing's first, I suppose. Let's discuss this temporary living arrangement, Jag."

It's more permanent than you'll ever know, Jag thought, a warm smile tugging at the corner of his mouth at the thought of spending the rest of his life with Jaina.

"This is unacceptable," Wedge said with a disappointed sigh that reminded Jag of his father. Jag winced at the prospect fo telling his parents he had married Jaina in secret. It was not something he was looking forward to, but he could hardly push it out of his thoughts with his uncle sitting there, his mother's frown upon his face. "It goes against military policy, for one thing," Wedge said. "Not to mention how upset this will make Han and Leia when they find out!"

"They don't know?" Jag asked, looking at his uncle in surprise.

Wedge gave him an annoyed glance. "Believe it or not, Jag, I'm on your side. I told Luke first so that we could give you and Jaina both a chance to fix this before we have to tell Han." His eyes bore into Jag's and his voice softened. "I understand that you love Jaina, Jag, and I want you two to be together. I really do. But this is inappropriate. You need to move your belongings into Rogue Squadron's hall right away. If you do, then we won't have to tell Han about this."

Jag was startled, and touched, that his uncle was trying to give him a way out, trying to protect him from one of Wedge's own friends, and Jag wished that he had come to his uncle the night before so that Wedge could have taken part in the wedding.

A new thought occurred to him, though, as he processed what his uncle had just said. Han and Leia don't know that we moved in together before we were married, then there's no reason for us to tell them. They'll just assume we moved in together because of the wedding.

Focusing on his uncle's face, set with expectant sternness, Jag decided to take Jaina's advice and just tell him. "With all due respect, sir," he began quietly. "You can keep me from flying in her squadron, but you can't keep me from sharing a room with my wife."

"I can- your wife?!" Wedge's eyes went wide and his eyebrows shot up into his hairline. Jag would have found the expression amusing if he hadn't been holding his breath for his uncle's reaction.

"Yes, sir," Jag confirmed, raising his chin and meeting his uncle's incredulous stare without flinching.

For a moment Wedge seemed in shock, a flurry of emotions playing across his face. Finally he seemed to compose himself and looked at Jag seriously. "When did this happen?" Wedge demanded steadily.

"Last night, sir," Jag replied, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

"I see." There was a long, tense pause, and then Wedge cocked an eyebrow. "And why wasn't I invited?"

Jag let out a relieved sigh, and only then did he realize how desperately he had wanted his uncle's approval. "We didn't want anyone to stop us," Jag answered. "And we don't want the entire base to know, just in case there are any Yuuzhan Vong spies about."

Wedge nodded thoughtfully. "That's definitely something that has to be considered." He frowned. "Don't tell me you were actually able to convince one of my officers to marry you behind my back?"

Jag shook his head. "No, sir. It was just a quiet, simple Jedi ceremony."

"Jedi ceremony?" Wedge asked. "Who would be stupid enough to..." His voice trailed off and his mouth set in grim amusement. "Durron. Kyp Durron married you?"

Jag nodded.

A wicked gleam lit Wedge's eye. "Kyp married off Luke's only niece without his consent, and he conducted a Jedi ceremony for you two, a ceremony I'm sure Luke would have wanted to conduct?"

Jag nodded again, this time uneasily. He was beginning to wonder if maybe he shouldn't be more worried about Jaina's uncle than her father. After all, Luke was not only a Jedi, but he was the most powerful Jedi in the galaxy.

I've got a bad feeling about this,Jag thought with a shudder of dread.

"Does Luke know about this?" Wedge asked with a grin.

The entire building shook suddenly, wind blowing papers across the room, and Wedge heard Corran give a yelp from the hallway. "By the Sith! What is wrong with Master Skywalker?!"

Jag exchanged a grim look with his uncle. "I would imagine so."

 

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"Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS
"Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization
"Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Jedi_Johnson 
Registered: Apr '02
41707_Million Colors Game
Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:23am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
Great post. I feel sorry for Kyp and Jag when Luke gets a hold of them. grin

 

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DarthSnuggles1121 
Registered: Apr '02
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Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:32am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
I can't believe I missed so much!!! Wow, there's that ridiculously silly grin again.

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The mush was great! The humor was great! grin I can't wait to see how this all plays out...

And I can't stop grinning! Wonderful, excellent posts, Princess!

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Jedi_Jaina_Fel 
Registered: Jun '02
24096_Padme
Date Posted: 6/3/02 9:49am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
Excellent! happy

I can't wait to see the conversation between Kyp and Luke. I can so totally see Luke reacting that way, since he has helped raise Jaina since she was born. She's like his own kid, and not only that buy Kyp got to conduct the ceremony. Poor Luke...

 

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Hann315 
Registered: Apr '02
Date Posted: 6/3/02 10:19am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
OMG that was soooo funny. well, ,some parts. some were so sweet that i wanted 2 cry. I cant believe u can get posts up that fast.

~Luv Hann

 

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jags_gurl 
Registered: May '02
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Date Posted: 6/3/02 11:06am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
wow! great post! too funny! i can't wait for more!! grin

 

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Hann315 
Registered: Apr '02
Date Posted: 6/3/02 11:13am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4)
me either.

~Luv Hann

 

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Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 11:32am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#4) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 11:37am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
The next post will be up soon, just for you guys happy

 

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"Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization
"Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Jedi-Princess-Solo 
Registered: Apr '02
8173_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 6/3/02 11:36am Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#5) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 11:47am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
No, Han Solo shook his head. I must have heard wrong.

"Can you repeat that?" he asked. "Because I could have sworn that you just said you two got married last night!"

Leia frowned at him, and for a minute Han thought she was going to use one of the Jedi tricks her brother had taught her to calm him down, but if she did he didn't notice, because he was on the edge of loosing control.

"You heard right, Dad," Jaina said, encircling her arm around the Fel boy's waist. "Jag is my husband."

No words had ever broken Han Solo's heart so much.

He glared at Jag. "What made you think you could just marry my daughter without my permission, huh?" He jabbed a finger at him. "You're too young to be married! Especially to my daughter!"

"Han!" Leia scolded.

"Dad!" Jaina protested sharply.

Han ignored them, anger coursing through his veins. He glowered at Jag and saw the young colonel flinch, which gave him bittersweet satisfaction. "You better be glad that Jaina took my blaster away when you got here, or I'd-"

"Han!" Leia snapped, and this time he knew she had used the Force, because instantly his anger and rage cooled and he felt complied to shut up.

Jaina was staring at him, her eyes pained, and Han swallowed hard. "Daddy," she said softly. "I love Jag very much. He means everything to me, and that's why we got married. There's so much uncertainty about the future right now- if there's even going to be a future."

Han hated the calm acceptance in her voice, hated that she understood all too well that their way of life was on the brink of extinction, but he could not disagree.

"We know that any day now one or both of us could be killed in battle," Jaina said. "We want to make the most of the time we have, however long that turns out to be." She met Han's gaze and the determination there made him proud and sad at the same time. "I love Jag, Daddy. And he is my husband, and he's going to be my husband for the rest of my life. You don't get a say in that."

Han winced, wanting so bad to protest, to deny what she was saying, but he could not. His little girl was grown up, a beautiful, amazing young woman. She was no longer just his kid, she was somebody's wife.

"Can you accept that, Daddy?" Jaina asked softly, and he didn't miss the quiet desperation in her voice. "Can you accept that Jag is my husband and treat him the way he deserves?"

Han had to bite back a comment about what he thought the kid really deserved, but he didn't really believe it. He liked Jag Fel, he really did. He was an excellent pilot, a skilled commander, and a genuinely respectful and pleasant young man. Han Solo had liked him from the moment he met him, and that made it even worse.

Because this was his daughter, his Jaina. He could still remember the day she had been born, when the midwife had placed her in his arms and he had gazed down at his firstborn child, amazed and in awe of how tiny and beautiful she was. In his mind, she would forever be the little girl who would run around getting into trouble with Anakin and finishing Jacen's sentences, whose brown eyes would light up whenever she saw him, her dark braids flying out behind her as she ran squealing from Chewie.

But those were memories of the past. Chewie had been dead three years, and now Anakin was dead, too. Han would never get to see Anakin grow into the man he knew he would have become, would never get to see his younger son marry and start a family. And Anakin would never get to see Jaina grow into the amazing woman she was, would never get to be an uncle to the children Han knew she and Jag would have.

It was a humbling thought, really. Suddenly Han felt ashamed for having been concerned about what he was loosing and what he was feeling, and not what Jaina was gaining. Jaina, who still grieved so intensely for the loss of her brother, who had only recently begun to heal. Han had seen her smile more in the past few days than he had in the months since Anakin's death, and he knew that was because of Jag.

Jaina was watching him intently, and Han wondered if she was reading him through the Force. She probably was, she was so strong in the Force that using it was like breathing to her. Han was proud of her for becoming a Jedi, and he was proud of her for being such a skilled pilot. More than anything, though, he was proud of her for being Jaina Solo. Feisty, determined, stubborn, beautiful, caring Jaina Solo.

His daughter who had become a woman.

Swallowing his pride, Han turned to Jag. "There isn't anyone in this galaxy good enough for my daughter, kid. But I guess you're closer to the mark than anyone else."

Jaina's eyes lit up and Han felt a lump rise in his throat. She threw her arms around her father and held him tight, burying her face in his chest the way she had done when she was little. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispered.

Han grunted. "I just want you to be happy, Jaina."

She beamed up at him. "You've just made me happier than anything ever could."

Han looked up at Jag. "And you, Flyboy, listen up. If you so much as hurt my little girl even once-"

"Carbonate, sir?" Jag asked.

Han nodded. "Count on it." He glanced at Leia and saw her smiling at him. He gave her a lopsided smile and let go of Jaina so Leia could embrace her. It did something to him to see them like that, his wife hugging his grown up daughter, their appearances so similar, both of them beautiful beyond words.

How did I get so lucky? Han asked himself. How did a guy like me end up with a wife like her, and a daughter like that?

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jag watching Jaina. From the way the young man watched her, Han knew that Jag was having similar thoughts of his own.

Good, Han smiled to himself. At least he knows how lucky he is.

"You actually took this better than Uncle Luke did," Jaina said with a smile.

Han raised any eyebrow. "That so?" He didn't mean to sound pleased, but he couldn't help it. He was glad to see that he wasn't the only one who was having a hard time dealing with Jaina being grown up all of the sudden.

"I think it had more to do with the ceremony than the actually marriage," Leia said with a small smile, exchanging a knowing look with Jaina. "He really is happy for you, you know."

Jaina nodded. "I know. No matter what he was trying to say, I'm a Jedi, too. He and Aunt Mara were surprised, but pleased."

Han frowned. "Why would Luke mind the ceremony?"

Jaina looked uncomfortable. "No reason," she said hurriedly, glancing meaningfully at Jag.

Knowing that Jaina would never give in, and that Jag was very much concerned with Han's opinion of him, Han turned to Jag. "Whatever she's trying to get you not to tell me, tell me." Jag hesitated, glancing at Jaina. "Don't look at her, kid," Han said. "She's a Jedi, there are rules about what she can and can't do to you. Me? I'm a firm believer that rules are meant to be broken."

Catching his meaning, Jag nodded, shooting Jaina an apologetic look. "Your uncle already knows, so we may as well tell him, too."

Jaina sighed. "Fine. Just wait until I'm out of the room, okay? I think I should go warn him."

Han watched her go, wanting to order her to stay put, but much too interested in what Jag had to say to do so. "Tell me," he said.

"Jaina wanted a Jedi bonding ceremony," Jag said. "Kyp conducted one."

Han's jaw dropped. Kyp had married them? Kyp?

"Why that little-" Han trailed off, as a new thought struck him and he broke into a smile. "Good for him."

Leia and Jag stared at him incredulously. "Aren't you upset?" Leia asked.

Han shrugged. "Nah. Now if he didn't remember to take some holos then I will be." He looked at Jag, who nodded that they had taken some. Han grinned. "See? No problem."

Leia was eyeing him suspiciously. "What are you up to?"

Han feigned innocence. "Me? Nothing." A feral grin lit his face. "It's Brother Luke that Kyp should be worried about. He took away Luke's right as an uncle and as Jedi Master to marry our daughter off, and that's not going to sit well with Luke."

Leia grimaced, and Han could tell she agreed.

Turning to Jag, Han smiled. "Kid, there's three things you need to remember if you're married to my daughter. One, my wife is the former chief-of-state, my brother-in-law is head of the Jedi, and I helped blow up two Death Stars. We can make your life a living hell."

Jag nodded that he understood, and even though he wasn't a Jedi, Han could tell he understood perfectly.

"Two," Han went on. "Jaina is the most amazing woman in the galaxy, but she is also the most stubborn, willful girl you will ever meet. You think I have a bad temper? You should see Jaina when she's angry."

"I have, sir," Jag reminded him. He grimaced. "Several times."

Han grinned. At least the boy could hold his own against Jaina, which was saying quite a bit about Jag. "And three," Han said. "Never, ever make Luke Skywalker angry. He doesn't need the dark side to scare you senseless. He's got something much scarier."

"What's that?" Jag asked.

Han grinned. "Mara Jade."

 

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Jade243 
Registered: Mar '02
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Date Posted: 6/3/02 11:44am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/3 (#5) - Date Edited: 6/3/02 11:51am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jade243
Very good posts JPS! Very funny.. I loved each and every bit of them grin especially Han's reaction happy

 

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