by Nyota's Heart Disclaimer: Borrowing for fun. Genre: A mushy one-shot. Characters: L/M. Time: After TLC. Mara grasped Luke's father's lightsaber. Never had she felt judged by Skywalker -- Luke, even when she was spouting Palpatine-induced rhetoric spawned by the last command and what she had believed had happened over Endor. "I can't take this..." She began. It was a symbol of his belief in her ability to start anew, to rebuild herself from the ground up, inside and out. Now, feeling newly liberated and resilient, Mara could almost believe it, herself. "I want you to have it, Mara. It means a lot to me for you to ..." "But it's the last tangible thing of his you have." "All the more reason for you to have it." He smiled, almost shyly, and his blue eyes shone at her. She found herself blushing. Mara Jade never blushed. Until now. She smiled. "Thanks." They made their way off the roof. *** Later Luke lay awake playing the events of earlier back in his mind. He had had the most incredible urge to kiss Mara on the rooftop. He had shrugged it off and away. He didn't doubt she could take up the cause to summarily end his life, or cause permanent harm if he touched her in such a fashion. But gazing into those jade eyes, he had come very close indeed. ++++++ LOL P.S. It wouldn't take more than a teensy nudge for me to turn this into a short story Drabbles are done, and I have terminal must-write-itis.