Age Shmage

Author: DevBinks AKA Me262 AKA Captain-Kettch

Rating: K+

Beta: KillikTwilight

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the following except the plot. The rest belongs to George Lucas, Del Rey publishing, and Lucas Arts.

Characters: All of Rogue Squadron, past or present. Ben Skywalker, and Myri Antilles

Timeframe: 40 years after the Battle of Yavin, a few months after Legacy of the Force: Betrayal

Summary: Ben Skywalker and Myri Antilles meet at the dedication of a new memorial to the dead Rogue Squadron pilots. They develop a crush on each other. Ben's 14, Myri's 17-18

"You're learning to be a spy?"

"Yeah."

"What do you learn?"

"Well, I wouldn't be a very good spy if I told you, now would I?"

"But we're on the same side."

"What if the GA decides the Jedi are bad again. Then we wouldn't be on the same side."

"They won't do that; we've saved them too many times."

"Myri, is Ben bugging you?" Jaina asked, turning so her attention was on her brother's apprentice, and the young Corellian. "Because I'm sure Ben would love to be grounded for a week, cleaning the Jedi Order's X-wings."

"No, he's fine." Myri said smiling at the older woman who turned away. "You're learning to be a Jedi?"

"What else would I do? Look at who my parents are."

"Good point. So, what do you learn?" Myri asked, turning the tables on Ben.

"Stuff."

"Let me guess, you can't tell me because they're Jedi secrets."

"No, I can't tell you because there's food coming."

"What are you talking about?" Myri asked. She said looking around for the waiter droids.

"They're coming, trust me." Ben pointed to a tent that had been erected to prepare the food in. As he pointed the first of the droids came out and began serving. Ben watched hungrily as everyone was served in order of importance. As an apprentice, and a youth, he was one of the last, having to wait for the Galactic Alliance military dignitaries to be served, then the former Rogue Squadron commanders, then the members of the Squadron.

"You would think since our fathers started the squadron we'd be some of the first to get our food." Myri said to him.

"Look at it like this, you two," one of the Rogues, a young Twi'lek new to the squadron, said. "We're still getting served before the families of the squadron members."

"True." The talk quieted down as they were served their food by the droids.

Ben finished his food and waited patiently for others to finish. As he sat there thinking Myri looked over at him.

"You eat faster than a Hutt."

"So what? I'm hungry." Ben defended himself.

"Myr, don't tease him." A voice said from behind the two. "I happened to have finished before it was brought out."

"Uncle Wes." Myri said turning to look at him. "What are you doing over here? Shouldn't you be with the rest of the old men?"

"Old, me!" Wes said clutching at his heart. "Never! I wouldn't be over here if I were old. They said I was too juvenile and I should join the other kids." The kids were the newer members of Rogue Squadron.

"Major Janson," A Krish captain said from across the table. "I hear that you enjoy games."

"That I do." Wes said. "Little Skywalker, if you're smart, stay away from the Antilles family. They have no taste in jokes. Wedge is still mad over Kettch. After all, it's not like I made him wear the little 'wok." Wes winked at him and walked over to the Krish.

"I wonder what he's talking about," Ben said, looking at him.

"I don't know – my father never talks much about Uncle Wes's pranks, but one time he did give me a stuffed Ewok. And my father almost shot him."

"I know what he's talking about." Jaina said. "You two know about Wraith Squadron, right?" Her two young companions nodded. "And how during the hunt for Zsinj they posed as the pirates?"

"Yeah, Uncle Han told me all about it." Ben said.

"Well when the Wraiths were on the asteroid base, Wes decided to provide a little comic relief and would move a stuffed Ewok around the base. Putting it in a locker, or in a simulator. Eventually General Antilles flew a TIE fighter against Zsinj and they installed a voice modifier that made him sound like a Ewok. So the next time he flew for Zsinj, to keep the charade up, he was able to strap it to himself somehow, and still fly."

Ben couldn't help but laugh at the description. "Oh I could see him. Trying to move and..." He trailed off in laughter again.

"Well now I know he would never let me watch that holoshow starring Ewoks." Myri said, giggling quietly.

There will be a couple more parts to this, depending on how it pans out.