New chapter up. Enjoy and thanks for reading.
The next morning, Kia woke up at eight. She knew Aric had a meeting with General Lussic to start choosing the new members of Havoc Squad and she didn't want him to be late or nursing a hangover. It was her idea for him to get drunk in the first place, so she felt responsible for his recovery, as well.
Kia got out of bed, pulling on a robe and headed out to the kitchen. Jorgan was still peacefully asleep on her sofa. She almost felt bad for having to wake him.
Once the caf was ready, she poured a mug and headed into the living room, sitting on the table across from the sofa, placing the mug on the table next to her. She then, very gently, touched Aric on the shoulder and shook lightly. Fortunately, Jorgan was much like Jace when it came to waking up, he opened his eyes quickly, but gently. He sat up quickly, as well, but he groaned when we reached an upright state, placing his head in his hands.
"How much did we drink last night?" He asked, not looking up. "My head feels like it's going to implode. I don't even remember leaving the bar."
"Probably more than we should have. Caf?" Kia held the mug of caf out to Aric. He lifted his head and took the mug with an appreciative smile.
"How is it you look so bright and chipper? You drank just as much as I did and you're half my size." He asked, taking a sip of his drink, savoring the hot liquid. He still rested his elbows on his knees.
Kia shrugged. "Jedi powers are for more than just the battlefield or the diplomatic table."
Aric almost growled. This reaction made Kia smile.
"I can help you with your hangover, if you'd like."
Aric nodded. "Please."
Kia lifted her hand towards Aric, closing her eyes to draw on the Force. Her hand began to glow slightly. A few seconds later, Kia could feel Aric's emotions improve, as his pain was diminished.
"That's much better." He sat up straighter and took another pull from his mug. "You could market that power, ya know. I know some soldiers who would kill to be able to remove a hangover in seconds."
Kia stood and headed back to the kitchen, returning with a mug of caf of her own. She sat in one of her armchairs, sipping the drink slowly. "It's a bit ironic, those who can heal a hangover are also those who very rarely get them in the first place. Most Jedi aren't known for being heavy drinkers. There's no real rule against it, but keeping composure is challenging when alcohol is involved. Detox techniques only go so far."
"It seems like you planned this all out. The bar, the drinking, the hangover."
"I kinda did." Kia admitted with a smile. She put her mug on the table, stood and took a seat next to Aric. "You're stressed out. You've been trying to function as the commanding officer of a squad, while still trying to deal with a very heavy emotional burden. And like most men…and most soldiers...you like to bottle up those emotions rather than deal with them. Trust me, I know. I'm practically living with a particularly stubborn soldier. Getting almost passed out drunk allowed you to relax and let out those pent up emotions. True, it probably wasn't the healthiest stress management tool, but I think you'll find you can move forward better now."
"I hope so." He replied "I need to start forming my new squad in about an hour." He gulped down his remaining caf, placing the mug on the table. "In fact, I think I should be heading back to the ship. I need to change before I head over to the general's office."
Kia stood and walked Aric to the door. Before opening the door, Aric pulled her into a hug, which surprised the Jedi.
"Thanks again, for everything."
Kia hugged him back. "Anytime. Just promise me, if you find anything about Mia, you'll let me know."
"I will, if you do the same." He replied.
Kia nodded.
Aric opened the door and with a final smile left the apartment. Kia closed the door behind him, feeling very satisfied. Mia would have appreciated her looking out for her husband.
To Be Continued...
