Title: Never Alone Author: Briannakin Timeframe: New Republic era Characters: Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade Genre: Angst, romance Notes: Written for the SJRS Postsecret challenge. This was the secret I got: http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i465/Briannakin/parents.jpeg. I kinda had to change it a bit. My muse has been pretty MIA lately. I was hoping this would help it, but I really could only come up with this. I know Luke is a bit OOC in this, but the guy went through some major life issues after Callista, so that’s kinda the basis for Luke acting so emo. “When I get my hands on you, Skywalker, I’m going to wrangle you until you scream for mercy,” Mara muttered as she stopped once more to empty her boot of sand. Luke Skywalker had gone missing a month ago – he had just vanished like a fart in the wind from his Jedi Academy. His sister had employed Mara to find him. Mara had first gone to the Jedi Academy – the last sighting of the elusive man. There she had found out that Luke had been acting strangely – Cilghal had described it in hindsight had depression. She had followed Luke’s trail here to Tatooine. She had traced him back to some old shabby hut where she had found Aretoo-Detoo, who said Luke could be found at the top of this mountain. Mara honestly had no idea what she was going to say to Luke once she did find him, but when she did she was going to drag him back home and let Leia deal with his issues. After another hour of searching and climbing, she found him, sitting on a rock, staring out at the suns. She was about to call out to him when he welcomed her, not turning around. “Of all people, Leia sends you.” “What’s wrong with me?” she asked sitting down with him. “And how do know Leia sent me?” He turned and looked at her. “I know you. You wouldn’t have noticed that I was missing. No one noticed.” “Oh come on. Everyone at the academy noticed you were gone.” She really wasn’t the synthetic ear he needed right now. “Come on, let’s go back, I’ll even stay a while.” “No.” He shook his head. “I don’t want to go back just yet.” Mara felt a rant coming on. “Because that’s all I have. That’s all I’ll ever have.” He sighed. “Callie left me and Leia had her own life. And you always stay ‘a while.’ You know, I’d give anything to meet my real parents. But my mother died and, well, you knew my father better than I did. My adopted parents – my Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen – are no longer living. I’m so alone and always will be.” Mara sighed. “Luke, don’t sat that just because that worthless Callista left you and that dumb broad Akananananah used you. I thought you were over her. That was years ago.” “I am. But her leaving me made me realize that everyone will always leave me: Gaeriel… Callista… Akanah… you.” “Me?” “Yes, you.” “Guess what Luke, you’ve lost a lot of people who you have loved. That sucks. That kriffing sucks, but you know what sucks more?” “What?” “Not having anyone love you, ever. No one knows who my parents were, I never got the blessing of being adopted and the closest kriffing thing I’ve ever gotten to the feeling of being loved was when you gave me that damned lightsaber. I thought you wanted to start something back then, but I was so wrong. I don’t even know why I came here to get you,” she huffed, standing up. “Mara, please stay.” She spun on her heal and starred at him. “You’re just being emotional. Why should I?” “Because I love you.” Mara was speechless. “Forgive me for not realizing it until now,” he muttered, both to her and himself. “So, now what?” she asked. “Do you love me?” “I don’t know.” “Well then. I guess I have some wooing to do. Ever been to the hanging gardens of Naboo?” “No. I can’t say I have.” “Well then. Let’s go.” And from that day on they were never alone. Neither had parents or adopted parents, but they had each-other until they became parents themselves.