Before she had gotten married, Jaina had been told that the first year of marriage was the hardest.

She had always told herself deep down that that wouldn't be true for her and Jag considering all they had been through over the years. Yet despite that, even she was surprised at how well this last year had gone. It had truly been the best year of her life.

It had gone by with minimal drama.

Of course, they still had quite a few adventures, she still had Solo blood in her despite her new hyphenated name, but it was truly a year of domestic bliss. She got wake up next to the love of her life every day and she was shocked at how much she loved the small things in life like deciding what to cook for dinner or how to organise the furniture in their bedroom. They could truly do whatever they wanted together, and that freedom was something nether of them had really experienced before. It was thrilling for them, yet they were filled with a sense of stability that washed over them like a blanket every day.

So, to celebrate the big occasion, they decided to go to Hapes, where they were technically supposed to go for their honeymoon, before Jaina convinced Jag to go on a hike to an ancient sky temple, which had ended in Jag breaking a bone and their tour guide trying to kill them. So, to say that they were looking forward to the relaxing break was probably an understatement.

After finishing diner on the second night of their stay, Jag took Jaina the long way back to their villa which was located on a secluded part of the planet on a private beach. The area was surrounded by gardens that had been constructed as a memorial to the ancient spirits that were said to have created the galactic lights that covered the skies on clear nights, just as tonight was.

Walking hand in hand, Jag lead Jaina through the gardens while he carried her high shoes that she could take off due to the island being completely covered in sand or neatly cut grass once they were out of the cobble stones of the town. They eventually got to a clearing that was completely free of trees above so that they could see the stars shining. In the middle of the clearing was a blanket and a picnic basket, which stopped Jaina in her tracks. When Jag felt the tug on his hand, he stopped to look around at her.

"Baby, as lovely as this is, I will literally burst if I eat anything else" she said wearily.

It was true. They had had one of the most amazing meals she had ever eaten and Hapean food usually came in larger portions then the usual.

Shaking his head Jag let out a snort and bent down to the basket.

"Don't worry, even I wouldn't be that cruel" he said as he pulled out a bottle of wine and two stemmed glasses.

Impressed, Jaina gave him one of her genuine teeth showing grins and sat down on the blanket next to her husband as he passed her one of the glasses. "Now, this is what I am talking about. Thank you."

"I'm glad you approve."

Tapping his glass to hers, she took the opportunity to reach over and kiss him before he began to drink his wine. The kiss was a lingering one that allowed both to pour their love for each other into it and when they pulled back they found themselves smiling wider than they were before, if that were possible.

"So, we made it. One year. Was it as awful for you as it was for me?" Jag asked her as he finished off his wine.

"Oh, pure hell. I have the divorce papers ready at home and I'm taking everything we own" Jaina teased as she put her own glass back in the basket. After closing it, Jag readjusted himself so that he was lying down and put his left arm out so that Jaina could snuggle into his side. She accepted his silent invitation and shifted so she was lying on her side. She leaned her head on his chest and started to absentmindedly play with the buttons of his shirt. At the same time, he rested his hand on her back that her dress didn't bother to cover and began drawing circles on her skin.

"Damn it. Can I at least have the encyclopaedia of trade routes we got as a wedding present? I'll need something to help me sleep when you leave."

"Only if you are really good to me later."

As she physically felt him laugh, she could also feel his apprehension in the force. All of a sudden, she could feel he was nervous for some reason and she could tell he was about to talk about something that had been at the back of her mind for a couple of weeks as their first anniversary approached, she just didn't know if he had been thinking about it too.

"So, remember that thing we said that we wouldn't talk about until we were married for a year?" he asked with all the apprehension in his voice that she had felt in his aura.

"Yeah, I remember" she said both teasing him and wanting to gain time for herself to think about what she was going to say.

"Well, I don't know if you know but we actually got married a year ago yesterday. We got a cake. It had a big one on it."

"I think I can recall something like that." Jaina snorted and pulled herself up so she was leaning on her elbow and looking into his eyes. "So, kids?"

"I mean you do want them, right?"

"I'm not going to lie to you, I never really thought about it until we got engaged and then when we made an active decision not to discuss it for the year, I kind of banished it to the back of my mind. I kind of assumed you had to."

They had both agreed not to even think about children for at least a year of them being married. They both understood that with everything they had been through, they needed time to just be together and not share each other with anyone. It was completely reasonable in hind sight and they were both equally as glad that they did, but Jag had to admit, even just to himself, that he was getting broody.

"Well, I have to say, I do think about it quite regularly" he said as he saw the pleasant surprise cover her face.

"Really? What do you think about?"

"I don't know, I mean I think about how many kids we'd have and everything." As he spoke, he found himself looking back up to the stars and Jaina could see his checks go slightly red, almost in embarrassment.

To try and ease his discomfort, she lay on her front and rested her head on her hands that were still resting on his chest, while asking, "how many are we having in this dream?"

"Two. Probably. I mean, if that's what you wanted" he said, still flushed.

"Wow, I don't know how I feel about getting pregnant twice." Jaina said smiling so wide that her checks hurt and nudged him so that he looked back down at her.

Seeing her enthusiasm at the conversation, Jag gave her a real smile that turned into a side smirk as spoke. "Well, you never know, we could have twins. I mean it does run in the family."

To the average person, Jaina's face would have not changed at all but to him, who knew her better than anyone, saw her smile falter ever so slightly. He couldn't pick up why the sudden falter, but in an effort to get her as enthusiastic as she was a moment ago, he tried to pivot the conversation.

"Do you really want this? Because I love you either way, but I want kids. I want to have kids with you. The thought of having kids with you is literally so perfect that I get butterflies just thinking about it, but if this isn't the right time, I completely get it."

Completely overcome with love and affection from his words, Jaina needed a moment to collect herself and try to not throw herself at him. She wanted this as much as he did but hearing him say that pushed her over the edge from wanting it, to needing it.

"Yes. I want this."

"Really?" The happiness in his voice and in the air was bursting. This was one of the times he gave her a full smile that showed his incredibly white teeth and he ran his hand up her back and onto her neck and pulled her into a kiss.

Smiling into the kiss, she murmured into his lips, "I think we should start trying when we get home. I'll stop taking my pill then."

Slightly confused, Jag gave her a questioning look and said, "Why when we get back? I mean I don't like to assume, but I'm guessing we will be having sex again on this trip." Worried he had spoken too soon, he then quickly said, "Or have I overstepped my mark?"

Laughing, she said, "No you haven't overstepped your mark." Then in a more seductive tone she added, "I just feel that it would be bad luck for us to conceive a child during the extremely dirty things that we are going to do this weekend."

"Yeah, I've heard that rumour too."

Before she could respond, even with a laugh, he flipped her over, so she was below him and she ran her hands into his hair and pulled him down to her.

At that very moment, above them, the galactic lights of the Hapan cluster danced across the sky in the movements of the spirits.