Just the Girl, a star wars fanfic

Just the Girl by Princess Laura

Summary: A L/M songfic with the lyrics of Just the Girl by The Click Five. HTTE through Union

Note: Don't own Star Wars, Luke and Mara, or The Click Five. Someone does, just not me.

She's cold and she's cruel, but she knows what she's doing.

She stared at me with bitter eyes. Something told me she would love to see me dead. And yet there was something about them, a word I can't place.

She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion.

She doesn't trust me, won't let me help her, won't let herself rest for a minute.

She laughs at my dreams but I dream about her laughter.

She wants me dead. She blames me for her master's death. She was the Emperor's Hand. I ruined her life.

Strange as it seems, she's the one I'm after.

And, yet, despite it all, I think I'm falling in love with her.

'Cause she's bitter-sweet, she knocks me off my feet, and I can't help myself I don't want anyone else. She's a mystery, she's too much for me, but I keep coming back for more. She's just the girl I'm looking for.

She doesn't trust me, but she needs me. She glares at me and yells and hisses commands, and I follow them. She won't tell anyone her past, and I'm sure I'm the only one who knows who she is. She doesn't even know enough about herself. Yet I keep reaching out for her. She's just the girl I'm looking for.

She can't keep a secret for more than hours. She runs on 100 attitude power.

She's mean, she lives to be snarky. She wanted me dead, and settled for a clone. But now she still can't let go. Being an assassin was her life. And I took it away from her. If I was in her position, I wouldn't forgive me either.

And the more she ignores me the more I adore her.

She doesn't visit Yavin 4. She came once, to pass along a message. Other than that, she won't, even now that Callista has left. And I find myself waiting every day to hear that her ship is landing.

What can I do? I'd do anything for her.

What can I do to get her out of my head? What can I do to show her I love her? What can I do? What can I say? How can I make her understand my feelings for her? How do I know she feels the same?

She's come to rescue me again.

"Last chance to wave your hand and sweep away all the traps," she says. I wince and she feels a twang of guilt.

Within minutes, I tell her the words to wake me up from my Trance.

"Don't miss me," I say.

I'm in my trance, deaf and blind and emotionless and unfeeling to the world as I hear her sweet voice.

"Welcome aboard."

I open my eyes to a beautiful sight, her face. She gazes up at me and I know:

She's just the girl I'm looking for.

The way she sees it's me on her caller ID, she won't pick up the phone she'd rather be alone. But I can't give up just yet, because every word she's ever said is still ringing in my head, still ringing in my head.

I saw her, lying motionless in the water. Is she dead? I open my eyes. I can't tell. Was I seeing her as she was currently, or was it a vision of the future? I couldn't get the image out of my head, her body limp and lifeless, dead or asleep or unconscious? I hear the words she spoke to me last "Right, watch yourself" ringing in my head. Were those the last words I'd hear from her?

She's cold and she's cruel but she knows what she's doing. Knows just what to say so my whole day is ruined.

"Commitment," She snaps. "You're the one telling me about commitment? What about Callista, or Gaeriel, or any other woman you've crossed paths over the last ten years? Where's the commitment there?"

I get so angry, I snap back.

"You are one to talk," I say. "What about you and Lando, huh?"

An awkward moment of silence follows.

Yep, I thought. I just ruined my day with a smidge of jealous anger. I apologize, the subject is changed.

A few minutes later, she grasps my hand.

"It was all an act, my relationship with Lando," She tells me. "We were never in love." She says. And my heart sings.

'Cause she's bitter-sweet, she knocks me off my feet, and I can't help myself I don't want anyone else. She's a mystery, she's too much for me, but I keep coming back for more.

As the water around us rises, I know our fate may be sealed.

"You're not going to make this easy for me, are you?" I ask in a growl.

"Come now, when have I ever made things easy for you?" She retorts teasingly.

"Mara," I say. "Will you marry me?"

"You mean if we get out of here?" She asks.

"I mean regardless." I say.

She is silent for a second, and only a second before she whispers,

"Yes. I will."

'Cause she's bitter-sweet, she knocks me off my feet, and I can't help myself I don't want anyone else. She's a mystery, she's too much for me, but I keep coming back for more. Oh, I keep coming back for more. She's just the girl I'm looking for.

She is so beautiful in her wedding dress. Granted, I would think she was beautiful even if all she wore was a brown sack. This was it, I thought. We were getting married. We would love and hold each other the rest of our lives. What could be more grand?

Just the girl I'm looking for.

I'm looking for.

Just the girl I'm looking for.

I hold her in my arms. She is mine and I am hers. Forever.

She's just the girl I was looking for.