IC Kyp Durron, Adalia Tehanis-Durron - a final wonderful piece with @The Real Kyp Durron Akrian - Adalia's home. Home. Adalia stood on the front porch of her family home holding baby Jesse in her arms as she watched the sky. The war was over, and Jacen was dead. She’d been told there would be a funeral for him but she was still angry and couldn’t bring herself to even consider attending. The man had caused so much pain, so much hurt and if not for Bernael he’d have killed her and her unborn son. She was no Jedi and forgiveness for those crimes would come slowly, maybe not ever. Sighing deeply, she turned and went back inside. “Nothing?” Chrissy asked as she walked over to Adalia, the woman had raised her since the age of 14 and now was a grandmother herself. “Here, let me take him, you’ve been wonderful since you got home but you don’t have to hold him all the time. It’s not good for you or him.” Adalia gave a slow nod as she passed the baby boy over and sighed. She knew Kyp had ‘Jedi things’ to do and said he’d get there as fast as he could. He’d not even met his son, and her heart was aching now, she just wanted to hold him, be close to him. It felt like a lifetime ago and now as she watched Chrissy take the child upstairs to his room she was alone again. Flopping into the lounge she let her head fall back and closed her eyes. Adalia was tired. Collecting Jesse, her cousin Amber had given her medication that would bring her milk back in and she’d been doing her best to get up at night and feed the boy. So, closing her eyes resulted in her dozing off on the lounge in the warm spring sunshine shining through large window. Jacen Solo’s funeral was the last place Kyp thought he’d find himself and consequently had no intention of attending. True to his form of being opinionated and defiant he now found himself entering the atmosphere of Akrian. Everything that was important to him was on this planet. Having gotten clearance he now broke through the cloud cover in his Stealth X Wing sighting his destination. He reached out through the Force and felt her but she was relaxed and quiet. He smiled as he realised she was sleeping and it was the middle of the day. Corran had made a joke or two about the lack of sleep new parents got and it amused him that even the strongest woman he knew was now suffering from those affects. Turning his ship he saw the front field where he’d put his craft down in the past and it was cleared. Only minutes later he was setting the ship down. Adalia was asleep, she loved being a mother, and to her surprise she fell into the role with ease, but something woke her. Opening her eyes she listened carefully, was that? She wasn’t great at sensing at distance but she instantly felt him when she tried. Jumping to her feet she raced to the front door to look out and gasped emotionally as she saw the ship. Without hesitation she broke into a full run, clearing the stairs two at a time and after crossing the drive and descending, leaping over the fence that usually kept livestock in place. She could see the cockpit opening as she ran. He saw her standing on the porch for a moment. It was only a moment as she was now running. He couldn’t get out of the ship fast enough and hit the ground running toward her. He wanted to hold her and tell her how much he loved her. Tears, from the wind? Must be Adalia thought as she reached him, slamming her body into his and wrapping herself around him, legs and all. She held him for only a heart beat before she kissed him, deeply and passionately. She hit him hard but he didn’t care. His arms wrapped around her and he felt her legs around his hips before her mouth was on his. This was perfect. It was heaven holding her and responding to her kisses. More tears, but she decided they were happy tears. “Gods, I have missed you, I love you!” She said kissing him again, “thank you for coming here.” She was brimming with emotions, ones she wasn’t used to having. “Love you too. Where else would I be?” He asked as he pulled her closer. “I was never going to the funeral. Everything that matters to me is right here.” He kissed her again. She ran her hand over his hair and put her forehead to his as she slipped her legs to the ground. “Wanna come see what we made?” Adalia asked with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears and pride. “I love that you say that.” He held her tight. “We made. That’s perfect. When you told me you called him our project. I liked that too.” “We did, and if you want to think about making another, I’m ready.” Kyp laughed. “It’s defiantly something we can work on.” Adalia laughed as she stepped back and took his hand beginning to lead him. “Come on, he’s sleeping but that’s the best time to adore him!” She began to almost gallop before running again. Kyp did not resist and was more than happy to run with her. Her utter joy was washing through the Force and over him. He’d been admiring her as she ran and didn’t even notice as they reached the house. Her hair was down and in his mind she’d not aged a day since they’d met. “Chrissy!!” Adalia called as she opened the front door, but she didn’t need to do that. “I saw! But better than that I think this little one felt!” She was leaving the stairs with baby in her arms. Adalia released his hand and ran over, taking her child she turned, her face beaming as she approached him. “Kyp Durron, Jedi Master, I’d like you to meet your son, Jesse Durron.” She stopped before him and pulled the blanket away from the child’s head to reveal a shock of almost black hair that was already 5 or 6 cm long. She held him out to Kyp. “Hold him.” She said softly. Kyp was overwhelmed with emotions. This tiny human with what was clearly his hair felt fragile as he took him from Adalia. He gazed down at the tiny face as the boys’ lips moved in a sucking motion. It may have been instinctive but he felt compelled to put his finger out as the child’s hand move. As the tiny hand curled around his finger he looked up to her. “He’s perfect. You made him perfect.” He said with deep emotion in his voice. “We made him perfect.” She said glancing back to see Chrissy had disappeared. “And as soon as I feed him, we can start working on another if you like?” Kyp laughed lightly as he stared at the baby. “Let’s get this one walking and talking first hey?” "Not waiting that long, you should know that!" Adalia leaned in and kissed him before leaning down and kissing Jesse’s forehead, to which the boy opened his bright emerald green eyes. Kyp gasped softly. “He has your eyes.” Adalia grinned, “The rest is you, and maybe we just practice till we’re ready?” “Deal.” @Sinrebirth Thank you to everyone to participated in this game over the last two years. I look forward to reading everyone else's wrap up of it. Post away you lot!