Week 17 - 1/5/09 - UDC 3
81. Head Over Heels
She watched her brother walk away down the hallway and considered what she'd just witnessed. She'd never seen him that smitten or concerned about anyone before, not even the last girl he'd dated four months ago. Shaking her head, she turned and looked into the room at the woman sitting on the bed. "I think he likes you."
"What makes you think that?"
She smiled in response and shook her head. "He's my brother. I know these things."
The woman looked away, a frown blossoming on her lips. "Ah." There seemed to be many things unsaid in that reaction…
82. Under the Weather
Leia spent the night in her cell shivering, wanting nothing more than a blanket. She knew they wouldn't give her one, even if she did ask, but right now that was all she wanted: warmth where there was none. A small comfort where there was nothing but four blank walls and a huge empty space inside that still ached from watching her people destroyed before her eyes.
Shivering and alone since she'd been guided back to her cell the night before, and all she wanted was a blanket. For her father to sing her to sleep. To be home.
83. Tooth and Nail
Mara caught his hand and looked at his nails with a critical eye, and then looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Have you been biting your nails?"
Ben tried to pull his hand away. "So?"
"You didn't answer my question, young man."
"So what if I was?"
"Ben…"
Ben bit his lip and looked away. "Yes." He blinked when she hugged him. "Mother?"
Mara smiled. "I used to do that, too."
"You did?"
"All the time, whenever I was nervous about something… Are you nervous about something?" At his nod, she led him to a couch. "Well? Tell me."
He did.
84. Tie the Knot
Shmi couldn't help but look at him as the officiant led him through the vows. He was hers, he had freed her, and now, she was willingly, wholeheartedly joining his family. She wanted her son to be here, to share this day as well, but… maybe it was enough to know he was out there somewhere, doing good things.
As Cliegg turned to her, she smiled. Years as a slave had led to this moment, but all of that seemed to fall away as he kissed her soundly. She kissed him back, claiming both this man and the life he offered.
85. Bite Your Tongue
Mara heard loud voices echoing off the corridor walls and frowned as she followed the noise to the source. She found two people in a room, one more upset than the other. "What's going on here?"
Ailee glared at Darvis. "He had bad dreams and won't tell me about 'em."
"This requires you both to yell at each other?"
"No," Darvis muttered as he left the room, Ailee close on his heels.
"Yes. It. Does!"
Mara watched them go. "Odd…" It was the most emotion she'd seen from the medic since they'd first arrived… and maybe there was something to that…
