Coruscant 21 BBY

(Noon)

"I just bought our ticket to fame." Lubov said silently thanking whatever deity there was for this gift.

Artier did not say anything just looked at the screen in shock. They were going to be rich, and besides that they were going to cause the biggest scandal in years. This was what they wanted, fame, fortune, and anything else that came along with it, not matter if it ruined the careers of the people in that bedroom. They were not free of what they were capable of and they should have known better than to be here in the first place where a shit ton of people could have been here to film them. It was only a matter of time for those two.

"Kriff, please tell me you are recording this!" Artier said looking at the rather pornographic images.

Lubov slapped his shoulder and said, "Of course, you nerf herder!"

Artier grabbed his shoulder as if he was in pain by her slap. He was going to get revenge on her for that later. Now it did not matter they needed to just sit here quietly and wait for the couple to finish. Perhaps they will even talk? If they have audible proof that would add to their fortune.

"Does this camera have audio?" Artier asked suddenly.

"Yes," Lubov answered rather nonchalantly as if she did not know how important it was for audio evidence.

"Well make sure we have the audio."

"All right," Lubov said as she adjusted the volume as such.

Lubov kept her eyes on the screen to make sure they did not know they were being filmed. The likelihood of them actually noticing would be highly unlikely; they were preoccupied for a better word. At least they could enjoy this one moment of bliss together before their world comes crashing down upon them when she and Artier showed this footage to the world. Even if they were not published through the HoloNet they were going to get this footage out. It would be beneficial for everyone to let this out, especially the Jedi.

Their little poster boy was in there with one of the publicized Senators in the Republic. The media scandal would be nothing when these two were found out. They would be popular with the media as the two forbidden lovers of course, and the people would love them even more. This was what Mr. Firefly wanted, higher ratings and this sure as kriff was going to get the HoloNet higher ratings. They could be shut down for this if the Jedi start to get too involved with their freedom of speech. They had proof; the Jedi should blame them for not teaching their younglings better. If they wanted to blame them then fine, it was not their fault for reporting the truth. Though it would make the Jedi seem like men who could not control themselves and that image could be used to get back at them if something were to go wrong in the war.

Here she was with the fate of the reputation of the Jedi order in her hands and all she could do was smile and think of all of the money that she was going to get from this. No matter what happened she had the money and the fame to do whatever the kriff she wanted to for the rest of her life. Jedi order be damned, she didn't care, all she wanted was the fame, and all the rewards that go along with it. She was human and that's what humans wanted... to be famous and live-forever.

"I feel kind of sick watching this," Artier admitted to Lubov as the couple began to end what they were doing.

"I thought men liked to watch this sort of stuff." Lubov commented with a perverted smile on her face.

"No," Artier said in disgust, he then leaned his head down. "Well at least not all of us."

"Then why are you upset?"

"Because I am about to ruin the reputation of two people that have been nothing but good to us and the republic."

"Artier," Lubov said. "If you want to be a good journalist you are going to have to learn that no matter how this hurts people, everyone else deserves to know. Think of how much trouble these two could cause if we did not bring it out? They could run away from the Republic and leave us when we are going down hill as it is. Do you want that to happen?"

He sighed and said nothing. Afraid to say anything that he would be lashed out at. He knew as well as she knew that this was their one chance to make it out in the galaxy and as far as he could tell she was not going to let that chance be taken without a fight. She wanted this and there was not changing her mind once it was made up.

As the couple ended and they were basically cuddling together for what seemed like hours they actually began to talk to each other about war and politics. Nothing about themselves, they just wanted to talk about the war like everyone else did. No dirty secrets that the rest of the world wanted. Nothing but war and politics like you heard on the HoloNet every hour of everyday for the past year.

"They keep talking about the war," Lubov stated as she gave the other earpiece to Artier. "I wish they'd just come out and say something interesting."

"Well, you can't exactly go in there and ask them to talk about their relationship." Artier countered. "Besides how many couples do you know that talk about anything else but politics and war after having sex with each other."

"I hope that was sarcastic." Lubov retorted.

"Of course," Artier said then stood up slowly checking their surroundings. "We need to get out of here before they catch us watching. Not to be rude to you but I don't want to see what that guy's lightsaber looks like up close."

Lubov said nothing and grabbed her things leaving her camera where it was to record whatever else the couple would decide to say to each other. For now she and Artier were heading to his apartment to get this ready to be published. And no matter what he said she was going to get this published. It did not matter how guilty he felt about it, she wanted to get this out for the world to see. And then again, just a few days ago she was complaining about all the sellouts there were in this world of Journalism and here she was about to sell out to get the fame and credits she desired.

(Afternoon)

"Well after about an hour they are actually talking about their relationship." Artier mumbled as Lubov sat down with a few pieces of fruit.

"Anything interesting?" Lubov asked stealing one of the ear phones to be able to hear the couples discussion.

When they had arrived the first thing Lubov had done was stare at the screen, waiting for them to notice the fact that there was a camera there that had filmed them. She could hardly wait until that happened without them knowing that camera did not hold the real data that was involved. She had the data saved onto her data-pad and no one was going to get a hold of it without going through several DNA tests that she had assigned.

Artier had not been so cheery since discovering this was going to destroy to people's reputations and had taken a horrible amount of persuasion to get him back onto her side of thoughts. He was not going to be lead astray all for guilt. That was not how journalism worked. You come in and get the story, at whatever cost. No matter if someone gets hurt or not, they were going to get what they wanted. Nothing could be any about it.

And if Artier was too big of a softy to notice it then he was just doomed for a life of poor quality stories about the same old shit that everyone else reported. Then again what was she worried about him in the first place, he was the one who was rich. She should be more focused on herself rather than what he wants or thinks. This was her story and there was no way he was going to ruin what she had found.

"No not really," Artier said scooting his chair closer to Lubov. "Mostly about how they missed each other and how long they had been apart and all that stuff. I know this though; they have been with each other since the start of the war according to the Senator. And according to Skywalker they have been seeing each other as often as they can since then. It appears they are just having a typical love affair."

"Well that is something," Lubov stated. "We now know they are just not kriff buddies."

"I would hate that relationship." Artier said out of the blue.

"Good for you," Lubov said uninterested in anything he had to say at that moment.

She had to get her attention back onto the there and now with the recording.

"I mean," Artier rambled on. "I love you and all but I would rather have ourselves a relationship not based solely on sex. I mean there is nothing wrong with that... I just you know don't want that between you and I."

"Uh huh," She pretended to listen.

So far the couple had said nothing about their relationship other than to kiss each other and talk about how much they missed each other. No other details surrounding their official relationship status. Whether they were lovers or not was not a big deal they were caught having sex with each other that was enough to get her fame. This was going to be the story of the century.

"You know," Artier continued. "I think we should just get married after all of this is over. I mean I love you and you love me. It makes sense don't you think?"

"Yes," Lubov agreed to whatever he was talking about.

"I am glad we share the same opinion." Artier said happily. "Gosh, we need to have the wedding on Alderann or maybe Hapes if you want. I just don't want it on Corellia, you would have to meet with some of my poorer and queerer relatives that can't afford to travel within five meters of their home."

"I like Hapes," Lubov said.

"Well, I assumed but where to honeymoon?" Artier asked.

Lubov asked what he was talking about after she got the earphones out of her ear. He was talking as if they were going to get married all of a sudden. Had she drawled him out that much? What did he ask her? Did she agree? What the hell was she going to do about this? Lie and say okay to whatever? Or tell him the truth that she had not been listening? Might as well tell the truth.

"Remember, you agreed that we should get married after all of this over and then get married on Hapes." Artier said with a huge smile on his face. "You must not have been listening."

"No," Lubov admitted. "I was more focused on gaining fame than focused on my personal life."

Artier shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more than a quick, "I love you."

Lubov was not going to be bothered by his desires; she had other things on her mind. While he was dreaming stupid dreams she was actually working to gain something so real she could nearly taste it. Her senses were dulled to what she had to deal with, she was far too absorbed in this to take notice of her personal life, or what ever else decided to take a hold of her. Today that was not going to happen, and this time tomorrow she would be the most famous woman in the galaxy.