Chapter 10
A year or so later....
Sitting with her knees drawn to her chest and her chin on her arms, Ravan Solo stared into nothingness as she had done so many nights before. The constant emptiness in her life that never went away was almost enough to drive her literally mad.
Raising her head and glancing at the sleeping form next to her, she watched rhythmic breathing of the one who helped her keep her sanity.
'Thank the Gods for you Jacen. Only they would know what I'd do without you,' she thought as a slight smile quirked at her lips.
Noticing his eyelids flutter she watched more closely at her soon-to-be-awake husband. Turning her head slightly while absently lowering her head a notch and closing her eyes she heard Jacen sigh and turn over on his back. Feeling eyes on her, she opened her eyes and found brandy-colored orbs looking into hers.
"Restless, are we?" the sleepy Solo twin remarked.
"As usual," Ravan bluntly replied. Stretching out her legs and letting her hands fall at her sides, she sighed heavily.
"You know, you shouldn't stay up all these nights and act like a cranky zombie. It's beginning to make slight flaws in your personality," Jacen commended.
"Oh? What are you noticing?"
"Well," Jacen answered, sitting up and taking Ravan's hand, then proceeding to examine it, "You don't smile much anymore."
"Well it's kind of hard to when there's this space inside me that's constantly empty and driving me mad."
"Hun, it's been a year. More maybe..why haven't you let go?"
"I can't. Jacen...." Ravan would've continued but a wailing cry, muffled by closed doors, split though the air. Tilting her head back and groaning, Ravan stepped a foot out of bed. Jacen put a gentle hand on her arm, "I'll get it," he said and swiftly left the room to tend to the distressed child.
"Blasted Bandit slip his infernal tea into my drink. Now I'm expecting again..." she mumbled as Jacen appeared in the hall, marching sleepily towards their room. She remembered the time she warned Vanda of Bandit's special concoction.
"Why? What does it do?" Vanda had asked.
"It...err....increases the chance of getting...erm..pregnant," was Ravan's reply.
"Really?! Eck. Thanks for the warning."
Smiling at the memory she noticed Jacen had stopped in his tracks in front of her.
"There's that smile I married you for," he grinned, "Bet I can make you do it again."
"Oh really?" Ravan questioned, raising a brow with a serious face.
"Yeah, really," Jacen replied before chasing Ravan across the bed and tackling her. Due to Ravan being half on the bed, and half off, and gravity taking over, the couple fell to the floor.
Snickering, Jacen laughed as they landed with an Oof. "Bwahaha! I have you now!" he smirked, "Oh no! I have a horrible pain in my arm......"
"Jacen...no...," Ravan whimpered.
"Yes! It's the CLAW!!" he shouted and proceeded to tickle Ravan.
Seeing his lover laugh hysterically, something he hadn't heard in a long time, Jacen Solo observed with loving eyes as he stopped tickling Ravan and watched her catch her breath.
"What in heaven's name would I do without you?" Ravan gasped as she struggled to catch her breath.
"I don't know," Jacen replied as he scooped Ravan into his arms, set her on the bed and kissed her lightly.
Smiling, Ravan returned the affection.
"Feel better?" Jacen wondered as he slipped under the covers and nuzzled his nose against Ravan's.
"Much," Ravan replied, kissing him on the nose and sliding under the covers herself, shielding a yawn with her hand.
Wrapping an arm around Ravan's waist, he pulled her closer. She snuggled against him and sighed.
"Thank you, Jacen."
"Anytime, hun. Now," he replied, putting a hand over her eyes, "Sleep."
Ravan yawned again, "Yes, Master," she mumbled and fell asleep peacefully.
Okay, I thought I'd get some of the romancy side out of me. Ravan, please don't kill me....eep! I'll sick the Duke Alley on you!
-Natselane
A year or so later....
Sitting with her knees drawn to her chest and her chin on her arms, Ravan Solo stared into nothingness as she had done so many nights before. The constant emptiness in her life that never went away was almost enough to drive her literally mad.
Raising her head and glancing at the sleeping form next to her, she watched rhythmic breathing of the one who helped her keep her sanity.
'Thank the Gods for you Jacen. Only they would know what I'd do without you,' she thought as a slight smile quirked at her lips.
Noticing his eyelids flutter she watched more closely at her soon-to-be-awake husband. Turning her head slightly while absently lowering her head a notch and closing her eyes she heard Jacen sigh and turn over on his back. Feeling eyes on her, she opened her eyes and found brandy-colored orbs looking into hers.
"Restless, are we?" the sleepy Solo twin remarked.
"As usual," Ravan bluntly replied. Stretching out her legs and letting her hands fall at her sides, she sighed heavily.
"You know, you shouldn't stay up all these nights and act like a cranky zombie. It's beginning to make slight flaws in your personality," Jacen commended.
"Oh? What are you noticing?"
"Well," Jacen answered, sitting up and taking Ravan's hand, then proceeding to examine it, "You don't smile much anymore."
"Well it's kind of hard to when there's this space inside me that's constantly empty and driving me mad."
"Hun, it's been a year. More maybe..why haven't you let go?"
"I can't. Jacen...." Ravan would've continued but a wailing cry, muffled by closed doors, split though the air. Tilting her head back and groaning, Ravan stepped a foot out of bed. Jacen put a gentle hand on her arm, "I'll get it," he said and swiftly left the room to tend to the distressed child.
"Blasted Bandit slip his infernal tea into my drink. Now I'm expecting again..." she mumbled as Jacen appeared in the hall, marching sleepily towards their room. She remembered the time she warned Vanda of Bandit's special concoction.
"Why? What does it do?" Vanda had asked.
"It...err....increases the chance of getting...erm..pregnant," was Ravan's reply.
"Really?! Eck. Thanks for the warning."
Smiling at the memory she noticed Jacen had stopped in his tracks in front of her.
"There's that smile I married you for," he grinned, "Bet I can make you do it again."
"Oh really?" Ravan questioned, raising a brow with a serious face.
"Yeah, really," Jacen replied before chasing Ravan across the bed and tackling her. Due to Ravan being half on the bed, and half off, and gravity taking over, the couple fell to the floor.
Snickering, Jacen laughed as they landed with an Oof. "Bwahaha! I have you now!" he smirked, "Oh no! I have a horrible pain in my arm......"
"Jacen...no...," Ravan whimpered.
"Yes! It's the CLAW!!" he shouted and proceeded to tickle Ravan.
Seeing his lover laugh hysterically, something he hadn't heard in a long time, Jacen Solo observed with loving eyes as he stopped tickling Ravan and watched her catch her breath.
"What in heaven's name would I do without you?" Ravan gasped as she struggled to catch her breath.
"I don't know," Jacen replied as he scooped Ravan into his arms, set her on the bed and kissed her lightly.
Smiling, Ravan returned the affection.
"Feel better?" Jacen wondered as he slipped under the covers and nuzzled his nose against Ravan's.
"Much," Ravan replied, kissing him on the nose and sliding under the covers herself, shielding a yawn with her hand.
Wrapping an arm around Ravan's waist, he pulled her closer. She snuggled against him and sighed.
"Thank you, Jacen."
"Anytime, hun. Now," he replied, putting a hand over her eyes, "Sleep."
Ravan yawned again, "Yes, Master," she mumbled and fell asleep peacefully.
Okay, I thought I'd get some of the romancy side out of me. Ravan, please don't kill me....eep! I'll sick the Duke Alley on you!
-Natselane