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Blondie_JediKnight Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 6/22/05 4:58pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	I LOVE THIS STORY!!!!!!!!!! Does JFL live in a different galaxy, or did a couple of hours turn into a couple of years? Anyway, UP!!!!!!!! Blondie^..^ -----signature----- Never get mad if you can get even! "Kiss my wookiee!" CoPL Win or lose, THE YANKEES ROCK!!!! J/J all the way! No matter what's in TJK grumbles Padawan of DCWiz00
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/13/05 12:46am Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	I am alive and have returned. I apologize sincerely for the lasck of anything for the last, wll, two years. My life got kind of hectic and by the time things had slowed doen I had lost interest in Jag and Jaina. I know, it's not much of an excuse, but it's true. Howerevr, my inner muse has been clamoring and I plan on writing more and soon. For those of you who have remained loyal, I thank you for your support and hope you'll enjoy the rest of the story. I won't say when the post will be up, becasue I don't want to break my promises anymore, but it will be soon. Thanks, Danielle -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/13/05 9:43am Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	Just a little up. -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/13/05 8:48pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	Another up. -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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Arryn_Fel Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/13/05 9:39pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	holds up Upping glass I'll UP to that! I am sooooo glad you're back!! does little happy dance (okay I am waaaaaaaaaaaaay too hyper for midnight!) Fel out. -----signature----- I am a sock, hear me roar!!!! SQUEEK!!!!!
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/15/05 10:43pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	Oh wow. I started reading this a long time ago, before I was a member. I found it the other night and was excited. I lost the link. I absolutly love this fic! I love Jaina's goddess behavior! I'd put all the parts I like, but well, I'd be here all day. Last thing I had read was my poor Jag was sick and Jaina was pregnant, then she healed him, Soontir found out, and I lost the link! The J/j moments are great! I love Han's reaction. Thracken's punishment was amusing. Excellent job! -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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skywalker64089 Registered: Jan '05	Date Posted: 7/16/05 2:06pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	eagerly awaiting your continuation. S. -----signature----- [link:http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/22177775/p1/?0]Shifting Space[/link] Mara Jade & Luke Skywalker: Took them long enough!!!!!! Slicer of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths
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Master_Vicky Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 7/18/05 10:16pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	HURRAY!!! I thought you'd never finish this! It's a miracle! -Vicster -----signature----- "Don't tell me it's not possible." FDR in Pearl Harbor "I am a Band nerd. I just never joined Band." Jim in American Pie 2 Band is a contact sport. The Conductor of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths God loves you.
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/19/05 9:24pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	Yay, I'm glad some people still want to read this. By the end of the week I'll have the first five chapters reposted, but I've been adding things in and editing what I had before. Some of the chapters have no change at all, while others will have huge new chunks. It'll be up by Saturady evening. Toodles! Oh and UP! Danielle -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/19/05 9:51pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	cheers I'm looking forward to it. -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/22/05 4:31pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Newly Updated!! 7/22/05 - Date Edited: 7/22/05 5:10pm (2 edits total) Edited By: jagfellover
	Okay, here's chapter 1-5 with the modified scenes. The battle scene is more elaborate and I've tried to cut out some of the duplicate text from chapter five, since I didin't really feel we needed Jaina, Kyp, and Jag's POV on every scene. Once I get some of my Anthropology work done, I'll post chapters 6-10 with modified scenes, including a new scene with Gavin Darklighter and a call to Merth Tresson's family. I hope you like it. Criticism is appreciated! Danielle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter One Lieutenant Jaina Solo, Trickster Goddess, and Twins Suns Lead grinned as she flew in the sim with the rest of her squadron. Twin Suns was crushing the opposing squadron, the Rogues, quite easily. Seven members of the Rogues had already been killed and another was receiving a bashing from Twin Suns Five, Voort saBinring, Twins Suns own Gamorrean, nicknamed Piggy. “Lead! Hard to Port!” yelled Twin Suns Three, Colonel Jag Fel, Jaina’s secret boyfriend. Trusting him, she jinked immediately to her left, and avoided the torpedo that Rogue Four had launched at her. Four shot past her before managing to turn around and attempt again to kill her. “Thanks, Three. Alright Suns, we’ve only got three Rogues left. Let’s finish them off.” Jaina said after she had followed Rogue Four and blasted him away with the help of Jag and Twin Suns Two, Jedi Master Kyp Durron. Leaving two of the Rogues for her squadron mates, Jaina quickly branched off towards Rogue Lead, Colonel Gavin Darklighter, while Jag and Kyp fell in on her left and right flanks. Twisting into a barrel roll, the Colonel avoided a pair of shots from Jaina’s ion cannons before finishing his roll with both Jag and Kyp in front of him. Realizing he was trapped, the Colonel shot his torpedoes at Kyp, before juking hard to the right in the hopes that Jaina, who was right behind him, would crash into Jag. Instead, in a weird sort of aerial ballet, they both turned just before collision and then crisscrossed to come in on either of the colonel’s sides. Kyp, who had finally disposed of the torpedoes, came up behind the Colonel, and at the same instant all three of them fired, causing the Colonel’s ship to explode into a fiery ball. Within two minutes, the rest of the Rogues had been killed off and the sim ended. Twin Suns had only lost one of its members during the fight, Twin Suns Eight, piloted by Merth Tresson, a young but promising Coruscanti born human. He had said prior to the sim that he was feeling slightly ill, but he had wanted the opportunity to wipe a few Rogues off the boards, so Jaina had let him fly. He had been killed about five minutes into the half an hour sim and Jaina wondered if she should have just sent him to the med station to begin with. Jaina had noticed the tension lately between her own pilots and those of the other squadrons. Because she was playing the part of a Goddess, she got the best of everything, as did her pilots. This caused a lot of jealousy between her squadron and the Rogues, who had, for a long time, been the pet squadron of the military. So she had told Colonel Darklighter that there would be a sim between the Rogues and Twin Suns, and the Rogues would see who was best. And now they most certainly had. Jaina couldn’t help but feel a little smug that her squadron had beaten the Rogues, whose talent was legendary, and whom Jaina had been a member of only two years previously. Jaina popped the top of her sim and climbed out. She saw Merth sitting on a bench, and he was smiling, though he looked quite sick. Grinning she walked over to him. Though she still had to act like a goddess, it was her responsibility as squadron leader to look after her pilots. As she walked over to him she could hear her squadron mates and the Rogues exchanging playful banter. “Hey you okay kid?” she asked the eighteen year-old, putting her hand on his shoulder. His pale blonde hair looked matted and his normally rosy face looked pale and pasty. She wondered if he had food poisoning from the horrible food that was produced, en masse, in the caf. “Not really Great One. I--with permission--may I go to the med ward?” Merth said. Jaina nodded. “Thanks Goddess.” He got up and took two shaky steps before he collapsed. Stunned, it took Jaina a few seconds to respond before she dropped to her knees to check his pulse, which was weak and erratic. “Medic! Kyp, call the medic immediately!” Kyp rushed off to get the medic while the rest of her squadron, and the Rogues, crowded around her and the fallen Merth. Chapter Two The stark white walls of the med ward were making Jaina’s head hurt. The occasional droid or medic would walk by breaking up the monotony of sitting in the med ward. She sat there waiting. Kyp sat on her left and Jag on her right. The rest of Twin Suns were scattered around the waiting room, sitting in the hard and uncomfortable chairs, that, as a Goddess, Jaina didn’t have to tolerate. A soft and cushy chair had been wheeled in by an ensign that had passed by her when they first arrived. Twin Suns sat there waiting, waiting to hear if their absent member would be okay. They had been there for three hours. All they had heard was that Merth was very sick. They had sat there waiting, talking softly amongst themselves. They took shifts in going to the caf to get food, so that should Merth awaken, he would not be alone. Jaina hoped the eighteen year-old would be okay. He always had something funny to say, and could even get the silent and stoic Jag Fel to occasionally crack a smile. He was a good pilot, and always wanted to make everyone happy, even at his own expense. Jaina remembered this joke he had told to her, with Jag and Kyp nearby. “So Jaina, how does a person know if a Jedi is a boy or a girl?” Merth had asked. Shrugging, Jaina had said, “I don’t know, how do you?” “Why you ask them to show you their lightsaber of course! Unless you’re Kyp, ‘cause his is too tiny to tell the difference.” Merth has said while an outraged Kyp had chased him around the break room. She glanced at Jag who was looking at a datapad. His face was grim, his eyes focused yet downcast. Glancing about the room, she made sure no one was watching, before she reached over to grab hold of his hand. Startled, he looked up at her and smiled. She couldn’t help smiling back. It was so rare that he smiled. Though she noticed that he smiled when he was alone with her, and that made her happy. “Hey,” he said softly. “How are you holding up Great One?” The look on his face had turned to concern. She smiled at him once more before she replied. “I’m getting impatient. I need to know what’s going on.” she scowled as she thought about how she had been ignored since they had arrived at the med ward. On an impulse, she got up and walked over to the nurse’s station, just around the corner from the waiting room. “Excuse me?” Jaina said with as much impatience as she could manage. When the nurse looked up, Jaina began to speak, “Maybe you don’t know who I am, but I’m Jaina Solo, the Goddess, and I demand that you get one of the medics working on Merth Tresson, or there will be hell to pay.” When the nurse just stared at her with a shocked look on her face, Jaina got mad. “What are you waiting for? Go!” Jaina ordered her finger pointing down the hall towards the medical offices. “Now!” With that the nurse ran off down the hall quickly calling for a medic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “So what you’re telling me, is Merth has an unknown and never before seen disease. But from what you’ve discovered from the tests, is non-fatal? Is this some sort of Vong bio-weapon?” Jaina asked. It had taken the nurse less than a minute to get a medic out to her and they had gone into one of the empty patient rooms to talk. “Well, as to the second question. Danni Quee doesn’t believe that it is Vong engineered. But as to it’s never being seen.....well, that’s not entirely accurate.” The medic, whose red security badge read Orlen Beggs Surgeon General, said. “What do you mean, not entirely accurate? You told me it’s an unknown disease!” Jaina was furious that the medic had lied to her. “It is unknown, but we’ve had seven more cases identical to Mr. Tresson’s, come in today. We have no idea what is causing the disease. All I can say is it seems very contagious. We’ve already discovered some of the symptoms and now have a way to test for it. We’ve already talked to General Antilles via the Holo-net, about a base wide medical evaluation. Everyone on this base will be tested, and if they have the symptoms or it can be traced in their blood, they are going to be quarantined. There is already a communications blackout in the process. We will not contact another base unless it is absolute necessity. We consider it very fortunate that the General is not here on Fondor; because if he was, he could very easily contract the disease.” Beggs said to Jaina’s horror and disbelief. It took her several moments to speak. “What exactly do you mean by quarantine?” she questioned. She wanted details, and this man obviously had them. “The patient would be kept in a single room, occupied only by them. There will be no outside contact with the patients. The only person they will be in contact with is their medic, who will be a med droid. Exams are to start at 08:00 tomorrow morning. Notices are being sent out as we speak. So just in case one of your friends should be sick, I recommend you speak with them now. You might also be interested in knowing all ships are grounded. We don’t want this to spread. Now, I’m sorry Great One, but I need to get back now to check on the patients.” Beggs said, so seriously, there was no doubt in her mind of what was happening. “Thank you for your time, Surgeon Beggs. I appreciate it and I’ll let you get back to work.” She nodded to him as he left, but could quite find the energy to stand. After a few minutes, she got up. It was time to inform her squadron. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “So that’s about it,” she said. She looked at the faces of her squadron. Shock, horror, and a grimness she had never before seen. She had told them all what Surgeon General Beggs had told her. “You are all free now to contact your loved ones and to spend time with friends on base before the quarantine begins. I hope sincerely, that no one else from our squadron is sick, though it seems that no one is immune from it. I will speak with you all later. You now have my leave.” She watched as her pilots left. Jag and Kyp were the only ones to remain behind. “Well, just in case one of us is sick, I thought I’d say goodbye.” Kyp said. Jaina leaned over and gave him a hug. “Don’t say that Kyp I’m sure we’re all fine. Have either of you been feeling sick?” when they shook their heads, she continued. “Neither have I. I’m sure we’ll be okay. I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast in the caf?” “I’ll be there Goddess. Night Fel, see you tomorrow.” With a little wave, Kyp left. “Walk me to my room Jag?” Jaina asked softly. “Of course I’ll walk with you Jaina. I want to talk to you anyway.” he smiled at her and took her hand. They walked down the hallway. Since Fondor was being rebuilt from the attack from the Vong. General Antilles figured it was an ideal location for a base. The shipyards were reopened and there was massive construction going on all over the planet. The base had been built approximately 4.7 kilometers from the only ocean on Fondor, Balor. The base had built in one of the few areas of the planet that had been left intact, there had been no mining or excavations in this part of the planet, therefore, when the Vong had attacked, it had been left alone. At least, Jaina thought, this way we won’t have to worry about spreading it to the other people on the planet. They’re hundreds of kilos away from us. In the base the New Republic military had built, it was sectioned off by squadron. So the barrack areas for each squadron could only be accessed by members of that squadron, by use of a datacard and access code. Security had been increased to defend against Vong spies, should they find a way into the base. So as they walked down the hall to Jaina’s room, they only had to worry about fellow Twin Suns members seeing them walk, hand-in-hand, together. Jaina punched in the code to her room and they walked inside. “Jag.” she whispered softly. “Yes Jaina?” he said softly back. “I’m scared that one of us is sick. I know Surgeon Beggs said it’s not-fatal, but how can they know? This is the first time it’s ever been seen! I don’t want to lose you, Jag” her voice cracked and she began sobbing. Jag wrapped his arms around her. Her head pressed against his neck as he held her. “I told you Jaina. I won’t leave. I don’t want to. And no matter what it takes, I’ll stay with you. I love you Jaina Solo. You know that, I’ve told you before, and I will always love you. Come on,” he whispered against her cheek. “If we have to be quarantined, let’s spend tonight together.” Jaina kissed him. “I love you too Jag.” And they kissed. They became closer to one another than they had been in weeks. Making up for all the times they were interrupted, or had a meeting, or just didn’t have the time. Jaina fell asleep wrapped in Jags arms. She could feel his heart beating in his chest, and its rhythm lulled her to sleep. Chapter Three Jaina slowly opened her eyes, blinking back the sleepiness she felt. The first thing she realized when she woke up completely was that Jag’s hand was on her waist. Looking to her left, she had to smother a giggle as she saw the position Jag was in. His right arm was wrapped around her, while his left was haphazardly draped over his eyes, as if to block out some non-existent light. His normally slicked back jet-black hair was now standing on end and extremely mussed. His mouth was open and he looked close to drooling. He was the epitome of utter cuteness and adorability. Jaina loved how Jag looked. Moving her gaze from his face she glanced at his bare chest and torso. He had told her that he was slightly out of shape, because he hadn’t had the time to continue with his strenuous physical conditioning. But, Jaina mused, if he’s out of shape, then I must have never been in shape. It was true, though that his abdominal muscles looked slightly soft around the edges despite the well defined muscles beneath. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Jag Fel is one of the few people who look good from every angle. She gave his chest another good glance. At his belly button, she noticed a thin trail of short black hair heading down to...well she knew where it led to. The thought made her giggle and blush at the same time. Deciding it was time for him to wake up; she attempted to release his grip on his waist. It took several minutes though, because even in his sleep he didn’t seem to want to let go. When he finally released her she slowly began to creep towards him, careful not to move the bed too much. Grinning like a cat that has discovered a mouse, she pounced. “Oomph!” cried Jag as he was abruptly woken up. When he realized it was Jaina laying on him he relaxed. “What was that for,” he muttered, “I was sleeping.” Jaina was amused at Jag’s whining, considering she’d never really heard him complain. “You poor baby, it’s time to get up. We have to go meet Kyp for breakfast in an hour, and then the exams at 08:00.” she said, using a patronizing tone. Grunting, Jag made like he was getting up before he flipped Jaina over, and gave her a deep kiss. “We can stay in bed for a while longer,” he muttered, kissing her over and over. Giggling Jaina replied, “You’re more persuasive than a Jedi with a mind trick.” “I know I am, and you know you love it.” he said with a smug tone and a smirk. Grinning Jaina pulled the covers over their head as they continued to kiss. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Forty minutes later they finally emerged from beneath the covers, Jaina yawning the whole way to the fresher. Jag grinned and followed her in. They were both in need of a shower and Jag realized he needed to shave. Ten minutes later they finished showering. Jaina combed out the massive snarls in her hair while she watched Jag shave. He kept glancing at her as she giggled. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. “What?!” he asked, curious to know what she found so amusing. “You look so cute with that shaving cream all over your face. It’s extremely kissable.” she said while giggling again. Jag raised his eyebrows at her, making her giggle again. “When did you get so giggly? And what do you mean ‘cute’?! I’m not cute, I’m sexy,” he said with more than a little pride in his voice and puffing his chest out. This just set Jaina off again. “I only get to laugh when I’m with you,” she said sobering up. “The rest of the time I have to be so serious. And you are too cute, though you do look sexy a lot of the time.” she grinned. Leaning over, she gave him a kiss before exiting the fresher. She had to get dressed if they were going to meet Kyp for breakfast. She heard Jag exit the fresher behind her. He was looking at her, with one of his eyebrows raised, as if to ask, who are you and what have you done with my Jaina? She grinned though; he had only the towel wrapped around his waist and his face half shaved. Blowing him a kiss, she began to get dressed, putting on her “Goddess” uniform. Wedge had come up with it, deciding that if she was playing a goddess, she needed to look like one. Her uniform jacket was more intricately decorated than Wedge’s, to show she was higher ranking than even a General. She wrinkled her nose at the decorations on her jacket; it was so decorated, that it was gaudy. Glancing up at Jag she saw him pulling on his own black uniform jacket. “C’mon sweetheart, we’d better go have breakfast with Kyp or he’ll start nagging me for spending the night with you. Gods, he sounds worse than my father sometimes,” Jag muttered. “That’s only because he’s nearly as old as your father, Jag.” Jag grinned at that. “Yeah that’s true. Now let’s go, I’m starved. You wear me out Jaina, you know that? But it’s not like I don’t enjoy being worn out by you though.” He smiled at her. She walked over and gave him a kiss. “I love you Jag.” she whispered against his lips. “Mmm. Love you too Jaina.” With one final kiss, they walked out the door to her room, into the empty hallway. Jaina grinned though; breakfast with Kyp this morning ought to be very interesting. Chapter Four “Urgh! They call this edible?!” Jaina muttered in disgust to Jag, as they stood in line in the caf to get breakfast. The food in question, a dish of Grayweave, was steamy and was served in a large grey indistinguishable blob. “What’s the matter Great One? Is our mortal food not good enough for you?” Jag replied, barely able to hide the smirk that threatened to break through. Though Jaina did notice the grimace he made as he was served his own portion of steamy grey matter. Glaring at him, Jaina muttered, “It’s no wonder people are getting sick around here. It’s making me nauseous just looking at it!” After they received their portions, they moved to the next item, Dustcrepe fresh off the grill, which looked far more appetizing, though it still did not look edible. The last item, Mealbread, was recognizable and Jaina wished she could have a larger portion of the Correlian bread. After they grabbed their drinks, a glass each of blue milk and Juma juice, Jaina headed towards the table where Kyp sat waiting. Jag followed Jaina, walking two steps behind her, to appear as though he was respectfully following his superior. Jaina saw the glares and the glances thrown her way, and kept a cool demeanor, despite the pang of sadness she felt, that her peers disliked her so much. When she approached the table, Kyp stood and bowed, which earned several looks of disgust from fellow pilots seated at the table next to his. “Great One, will you honor me, by seating yourself at my table?” Kyp asked, sounding deeply respectful. Snorting, and sounding thoroughly bored and unamused, Jaina replied. “Very well mortal, consider yourself lucky that one such as I, deem you worthy enough of my company.” Jaina said, before sitting down at the table. “Be seated mortals.” Jag and Kyp sat down and began to dig into their meal. Jaina, who felt, oddly, very hungry began to eat, despite the lack of taste most of her meal had. She was surprised that she was hungry. She had eaten a lot last night, while they had waited for Merth’s status. She, however, looked far more dignified while she ate. After the boys had finished they began to talk. “So I noticed you two were late this morning. And Jaina,” Kyp said, turning towards her, “You closed off our bond last night and this morning.” When she nodded to confirm this, as she was eating a piece of Mealbread, Kyp scowled. “You two need to stop this, spending the night in each other’s room nonsense. I know you care about each other, but it’s compromising security. This Goddess ploy needs to work and this will only mess things up. Have you two even told Piggy and Sharr so they can come up with a cover story, should you two be caught in a, dare I say, compromising position?!” Furious at Kyp for his interference, Jaina replied, “Gee, Kyp. Who died and made you Emperor?! We’re both consenting adults, and we are being careful. Besides, Queen’s have consorts, why in the name of Sith can’t a Goddess? And Piggy already knows. Remember Kyp, he sent you up to our little rooftop picnic? So back off. And if I hear you criticizing Jag’s and my relationship, there will be no relationship between you and me. Got it?!” She said short of breath in her anger. How dare he say that her relationship with Jag was nonsense? They weren’t just playing at a relationship for something to do. They loved each other, and Sithspit! Kyp had no right to interfere. Jaina could feel Jag’s own anger at Kyp’s interference, and that made her feel a little less guilty. After all, Kyp had done so much for her recently, she did care about him in a big brother sort of way, and fighting with Anakin or Jacen had always made her feel horrible. With a pang, she realized that she’d though of her brothers, in a way that hadn’t involved their deaths. She felt sudden remorse from Kyp and she looked up. “I’m sorry Jaina; I just want to look out for you. And I know you two care about each other, it’s just...I’m worried that something will happen, and I want both of you to be safe.” Kyp said softly, looking Jaina straight in the eyes. Then he turned to Jag, “You’ve become a pretty good friend Fel, and I know how much you mean to Jaina, so I want you to be okay too.” Sighing, he continued, “I’m just worried that one of us will be sick. What with this whole unknown disease spreading around the base. I mean, look at how many people are missing. Probably twenty to twenty-five people, even though not all of them are probably sick, we know at least eight are, from what Surgeon Beggs said yesterday. By the way, looks like we better head out. Exams start in ten minutes.” Nodding the three of them stood up and deposited their trays at the bucket by the door. When they were in the hall, and Jaina was sure no one was there, she pulled the two of them into a conference room. Ignoring their bewildered looks, she gave them both hugs and a kiss, though Kyp’s was on his cheek. Then they headed out, and walked to the exams. Each of them were dreading the results of the tests. Chapter Five Jaina sat in the waiting room, with Kyp and Jag seated next to her, just as they had the previous night. Again they had been waiting a while, bored out of their minds. This time, however, there was no sick comrade to worry about. This time one of them might be sick. Jaina doubted it though, while they had been waiting she had done a Force-scan of both Kyp and Jag, trying to see if anything was out of the ordinary. She could find nothing wrong with them, and the Force gave no indication of danger. She didn’t bother scanning herself. She’d never been feeling better. She frowned though as she realized she was hungry again. Force! She thought, it’s only been two hours. She decided to ignore it, but then her stomach growled. Both Kyp and Jag looked over at her with raised eyebrows. Blushing she muttered, “Gods, Jag. If I had known you’d make me this hungry, I would’ve said no last night.” She was rewarded with a deep blush and a snicker from Kyp, who gave Jag an innocent look when he glared at him. Jaina wondered if maybe her metabolism had sped up again. It had happened not too long after she had first become “Goddess”, and she had eaten more then her Aunt Mara had when she’d been pregnant. But that had faded nearly half a standard year ago. Of course with all the practices she had with Twin Suns, and her almost everyday sparring with either Kyp, Uncle Luke, or Aunt Mara, it was definitely a possibility that her metabolism had speeded up again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyp sat there, in the waiting room with Jaina and Jag. They were both silent, and Kyp guessed, bored just like him. He had scanned himself numerous times since they had found out about Merth and the disease yesterday evening. He had even gone into meditation this morning, but no inkling of what was to come, had made itself apparent to him. A sudden growling sound interrupted his thoughts. He glanced at Jaina and raised his eyebrows, while at the same time noticing that Jag was doing the same. She blushed and said, “Gods, Jag. If I had know you’d make me this hungry, I would’ve said no last night.” Kyp couldn’t help snickering at the blush forming on Jags face, Force, he’s gone completely red! He shot an innocent look at Jag, as the younger man glare at him. Kyp had noticed of course that they teased each other a lot, but that was all it was. He knew that the two of them cared too much about one another to say anything that could jeopardize their relationship. He noticed as a pretty, blonde woman walked into the room. She had a clipboard and a name tag that read ‘Lyra’ on it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jag sat in the waiting room. Jaina sat on his left, and Kyp was on her left. He wished he didn’t have to wait here. He felt fine, and this was wasting valuable time he could be spending with Jaina. He wondered vaguely if Jaina and Kyp were worried, but they looked so calm, he figured they weren’t. I hope Jaina’s not sick, he thought, I don’t know what I’d do. A low growling sound came from Jaina, and he recognized it as her stomach. Force, he thought, we only ate two hours ago, how can she be hungry? He raised his eyebrows as he looked at her, his expression was mirrored on Kyp’s face. He grinned when she blushed though. Gods, she looks so pretty when she blushes. Sith, who am I kidding? She looks pretty all the time! “Gods, Jag. If I had known you’d make me this hungry I would’ve said no last night.” she said, and Jag felt his face warm. He knew he must be completely red by now. But, he considered, at least she didn’t mention this morning as well. When he heard Kyp snicker Jag shot a glare at him, but Kyp only made an innocent face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Jaina Solo?” asked the nurse who had just walked into the room. Jaina stood, throwing a grin over her shoulder to the guys, and nodding at the rest of her squadron, who were seated in the room. She followed the nurse down a hall, and could hear parts of conversations as she passed by open doors. She wasn’t nervous. In fact, she was interested in questioning the medic so she could find out what else they had learned about the disease. She was seated in a room, and given a flimsy medical gown to put on for her examination. Scowling she did so, and sat waiting. Colorful posters lined the walls, warning pilots to be sure and get their vaccinations so they wouldn’t get grounded. Let’s see, she thought to herself, Bakuran Bluepox, Space Fever, and Phelarian Flu, ah, the usual illnesses. She hoped the medic would get here soon so she could talk to him. She was disappointed though, when instead of a living being all she got was a droid. The droid scanned her with the x-Ray machine, then took blood and urine samples. Then it proceeded to check her eyes, ears, tongue, and throat. After a bit more prodding the droid told her she was free to go, and would she please leave her medical gown in the bin by the door. “Hey, when do I find out if I’m clear of the disease?” she asked the droid. “Please be seated in the waiting room. A medic will call you when your results are in.” the droid replied before leaving the room. Jaina quickly got dressed and headed towards the waiting room. Kyp was sitting in the same seat he had before she had left, though Jag was gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Jaina Solo?” she called out. Kyp watched as Jaina got up and walked towards the nurse. She grinned at Jag and him, before nodding at Twin Suns. She and the pretty nurse left the room. Kyp glanced over at Jag and noticed the sudden depressed look on his face. Through the Force, Kyp could tell that he already missed Jaina. He smiled at that. They made a good couple. “Kyp Durron? Would you please come with me?” Sith! He thought, Why did I have to get stuck with the male nurse?! But he followed the man through the exit Jaina had left in, and they walked down the white hallway. He was led into a room and found a med-droid already waiting for him. The droid instructed him to undress himself and put on the med robe. Kyp did as he was instructed, and gave the droid all the samples it needed for the test. He waited while the x-Ray machine quickly scanned his body and the droid checked his eyes, ears, tongue, and throat. Then he changed backed into his Jedi robes and left the room. When he got back to the waiting room, he discovered that neither Jaina or Jag was there. With a sigh, he plopped back into his chair. Two minutes later, Jaina walked in. She sat back down in her white cushy chair and turned to him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jag heard a door open but he didn’t bother to look away from Jaina. That is, until he heard: “Jaina Solo?” It was a nurse, with a clipboard. If Jag hadn’t met Jaina, he might have, at some point said the nurse was pretty, but no one was prettier than Jaina, at least not to him. Jaina stood up and walked towards the nurse, Jag watched the sway of her hips, and realized that he wanted her back at his side right now. He saw her throw a grin at Kyp and him, before she walked away, but now he was wallowing in his ache for Jaina. He hated that they weren’t allowed to share a room. Even if it wouldn’t have compromised security for the Goddess ploy, no opposite sex personnel were allowed to share rooms unless they were married. And for them, at least right now, marriage was out of the question. There was no doubt in Jag’s mind that he wanted to be with Jaina for the rest of his life. It just wasn’t possible because of the stupid Goddess ploy. He had though this over many times, trying to find a solution that would fit the complicated puzzle that was their relationship. He had yet to find one that fit. He turned to speak to Kyp and realized he was no longer there, Huh, he thought, he must’ve been called back. He realized that thinking of Jaina calmed him down, and he was no longer worried about the test. “Jagged Fel?” said a voice. Glancing up he noticed a Twi’lek in a nurses outfit waiting for him. He followed her to the room where he would be examined. A med-droid waited inside. “Put on your gown.” the droid ordered. But Jag had noticed that the door to his room was still open. “Uh, the door is open. I’m not going to strip down when someone might walk by and see me.” he said gesturing with his right hand towards the door. The droid had it’s back to him though, it was getting some sample containers. When it turned around it froze. “Why have you not put on your gown? Do so immediately! I have no time to waste.” Jag not wanting to waste anymore time got up and shut the door. “What are you doing? Stop wasting my time. Put on your gown or I will be forced to sedate you and do it myself.” Shuddering, Jag changed into the flimsy med gown. The droid seemed to enjoy poking him with a metal prod. When it jabbed him below the belt he yelped and shoved the mechanical arm away. “What the Sith are you doing?! Keep that thing away from me!” Jag yelled in alarm. “Hold still or I will sedate you.” the droid replied calmly, though Jag did note that the prod was put away. He had some blood drawn, and was forced to pee in a cup while the droid stood and watched. “Do you have to watch me while I do this?” “Yes, you may try to switch your sample with someone else’s.” Jag didn’t bother to ask why he’d carry someone else’s pee around with him, it was pointless. The droid scanned him with an x-Ray and checked his eyes, ears, tongue, and throat. He quickly changed so he could get away from the droid, but as he left the room, he heard the droid say, “Have a nice day, and please come again.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Hey, they haven’t called you in yet?” Jaina asked as she re-occupied her cushy chair. “Oh, I’m already finished. They called me in right after you. There was a droid waiting for me in my room when I got there.” Nodding to show she understood, they fell silent, waiting for Jag to come back. About five minutes later he did, grimacing. “What’s the matter? Is everything okay?” Jaina asked frantically. Gods if Jag was sick... “I’m fine. I think I must have gotten the only droid with attitude. He kept on poking me with this metal prod,” he shuddered as he spoke. “Then the stupid thing got snappy with me, ‘Why have you not put on your gown? Do so immediately! I have no time to waste.’” Jag said imitating a droids voice. Jaina grinned at his imitation and Kyp smirked. “Well, why didn’t you put the gown on then?” Kyp asked. “The droid refused to close the door! I don’t know about you, but I didn’t plan on giving a show this morning.” he muttered, angry. “To have a show Jag, implies that you have something that people would want to see.” Jaina teased. “I don’t–Hey!” Jag protested, suddenly understanding her implications. Kyp couldn’t hold back his laughter and began to clutch his stomach. For the next hour or so they sat waiting. They saw people get called back. Some came back out, proclaiming themselves healthy, while others never came back. Jaina assumed they were put into their med rooms, for the quarantine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Hey, they haven’t called you in yet?” she asked. Surprised, Kyp replied. “Oh, I’m already finished. They called me in right after you. There was a droid waiting for me in my room.” She nodded and he fell silent. Five minutes passed before Jag came out of the hallway door with a grimace on his face. He could sense Jaina’s panic flare up through the Force. “What’s the matter? Is everything okay?” she asked. Force Jaina, calm down! He thought to himself. “I’m fine. I think I must have gotten the only droid with attitude. He kept on poking me with this metal prod,” Jag shuddered as he said this, and Kyp snickered silently, he knew if Jaina heard him, she’d hit him for laughing at her “Jaggy”. Jag continued to speak, “Then the stupid thing got snappy with me, ‘Why have you not put on your gown? Do so immediately! I have no time to waste.’” Jag said imitating a med-droid’s voice. Kyp saw Jaina grin at this. He couldn’t help smirking. “Well, why didn’t you put the gown on then?” Kyp asked him. “The droid refused to close the door! I don’t know about you, but I didn’t plan on giving a show this morning.” Jag muttered, angrily. “To have a show, Jag, implies that you have something that people would want to see.” Jaina teased. Kyp hid his snicker, Jag obviously hadn’t gotten the joke. “I don’t–Hey!” Jag suddenly protested. Kyp couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore. He had to grab his stomach he was laughing so hard. For about an hour they sat waiting, occasionally talking, but for the most part, they were silent. He watched as people he knew from around the base were called back. Some of them came back, saying they were declared healthy. Others didn’t come back through. Kyp figured that they must be the ones who were sick. Then the door opened. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three nurses, all female and very pretty Kyp noticed, came out with clipboards. “Kyp Durron?” the first called out. “Jaina Solo.” said the second. “Jagged Fel,” cried the third. All three of them rose together and followed the nurses into the hallway. As soon as the nurses turned their backs on them, Kyp saw Jaina give Jag a quick kiss. “For luck,” he heard her whisper. “Hey!” he muttered. “Why don’t I get one?” Jaina just rolled her eyes before she walked into the room the second nurse directed her into. Jag waved at him before the third nurse led him to his room. Kyp was all alone now. He followed the nurse until he got to his room, number AO130, according to the plaque on the door. He sat inside, and tried to let the Force run through him to calm him down. Breathing deeply, he felt himself begin to relax. But then the door swung open and he gagged. He glanced up.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jaina rolled her eyes as she walked into the room the nurse indicated. She sat down in the chair and waited again. Finally, as she was becoming too bored to concentrate, the door swung open.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jag followed his nurse to a door and gave a little wave to Kyp before stepping inside. He sat and waited, he was wondering how Jaina was, when the door swung open... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope you all liked it. -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/22/05 8:49pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	Jaina remembered this joke he had told to her, with Jag and Kyp nearby. “So Jaina, how does a person know if a Jedi is a boy or a girl?” Merth had asked. Shrugging, Jaina had said, “I don’t know, how do you?” “Why you ask them to show you their lightsaber of course! Unless you’re Kyp, ‘cause his is too tiny to tell the difference.” -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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jagfellover Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 7/24/05 8:01pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	UP! Thank you Fel's Goddess for being the only one who has read the new post! Yay, someone cares! Danielle -----signature----- Ritz Crackers Rock My World! Read my J/J fic: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=8547137& "SOLO! GET YOUR DAUGHTER OFF MY SON!" I am a Jag Fel Lover because Jag Fell Over "Jag Fel was one of those people who looked good from every angle."
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/24/05 9:07pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	I started reading this a long time ago, before I was a member on here, and lost the link. I found it last week was excited. I love this! -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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Master_Jaina1011 Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 8/1/05 8:37pm Subject: RE: Keeping Faith (a Jag/Jaina fic) Ch. 31 UP!!!!! 2/14!!!
	awww man... that was good... i really need to catch up on all these fics around here. I have been gone way too long... Kyp wanting a kiss too houw cute!!!! -----signature----- "Because Narrow is the gate and difficult is the way that leads to life and there are few who find it" Matthew 7:14 I am Myself. No one Else.
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