Thank You

Disclaimer:The song "Thank You" is owned by Dido. Star Wars is owned by George Lucas. That's all.

Mara Jade Skywalker was up early. She had a few things to take care of with Talon Karrde today, as she hadn't completely cut herself off from that. Still, despite the importance of today's meeting, Mara's thoughts were on her husband, Luke. She peeked into their bedroom, where he was still sleeping, then sipped her tea. Mara frowned at finding it cold already.

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all

Mara looked outside. It was raining out. Unusual for Coruscant, but she had known it to rain before. Mara turned up the heat a little to defog the windows.

The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
and even if I could it' d all be grey,
but your picture on my wall it reminds me
that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Despite the fact that it was cold, Mara drank the rest of the tea anyway. She was starting to wish she hadn't had that one last drink last night. But now that her and Luke's son, Ben, was on solid foods, it was time to celebrate, and time for Mara to have her first alchohol in over a year. But now, she was paying for it with the worst hangover of her life since the first time she had had champagne in the Emperor's court.

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain

Mara grabbed her umbrella, left Luke a note letting him know when to expect her home, and dashed out, realizing if she didn't hurry, she'd be late for the hover-cab. The moving sidewalks were moving too slow for her, so Mara went into a run. Despite her speed, though, she missed the transport, and had to wait for the next one.

I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again

Mara knew damn well what some of the younger and newer of Karrde's employees thought about her. With a husband and child, they didn't think much of her as a smuggler. She knew some of the newest, who didn't know of her rather legendary temper, would decide she was late because she wouldn't last the day otherwise. Boy, did she want to just kill some of them, sometimes. But she kept calm, knowing they'd know the truth about her soon enough.

and even if I'm there,
they'll all imply that I might not last the day

Finally ariving at the meeting with Karrde, Mara found Luke was already calling to check in on her. She smiled at his farmboy charm, as she called it. Luke stayed in her thoughts throughout the meeting and on her way home.

and then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

And I want to thank you for giving me
the best day of my life
ohh, just to be with you is having
the best day of my life.

Arriving at her stop on her way home, Mara started running again. She wouldn't be late. She just wanted to get back to her husband. Her mind being on him, however, Mara wasn't concentrating and she fell, landing in a large puddle and getting soaked. She was in too good a mood, though. She stood, and continued on her way, being more careful this time, and finally dashed into the apartment.

Push the door, I'm home at last and I'm soaking
through and through

Luke chuckled as Mara entered. "Forget your umbrella?" he asked. "No. I was just so busy thinking about you I wasn't paying attention and fell into a puddle," she explained as Luke kissed her, handing her a large fluffy towel to dry herself off with.

then you handed me a towel
and all I see is you,
and even if my house falls down now,
I wouldn't have a clue
because you're near me

And I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life,
ohh, just to be with you
is having the best day of my life.

After drying off, Mara fixed her and Luke both some hot chocolate, then snuggled close to her husband. "Thank you," she said, smiling. "You're welcome. But what for?" he asked. "For making every day the best day of my life, farmboy," she answered, grinning mischieviously.

And I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life,
ohh, just to be with you
is having the best day of my life.

Finis.

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