Disclaimer: Not Mrs. Christensen yet. Not Lucas's new adopted daughter
yet. No rights…yet…
A/N: About the wedding and baby, I'm getting to it!!! Don't rush me ;-)
1 Rebuilding, Part 3
By Aleese Sundancer
Luke sniffed and wrinkled his nose. Something was tickling it, and if it didn't move soon, he would sneeze. Opening his eyes, he came face to face with a head full of red-gold hair. Blowing on it gently, he heard a small laugh.
"Quit that, it tickles." Came the soft feminine voice.
"Oh yeah? You're hair's gonna make me sneeze!" Luke laughed.
Mara Jade laughed harder, and shook her head slightly so that the hair would move around in his face. Luke kept laughing and pushed more of it out of his face. Mara soon sat up and looked at him. This was the side of Luke Skywalker she was beginning to like. He was carefree, not the same quiet worried man that showed so often when he was in a 'dilemma'. She smiled and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his forehead.
"I'm gonna go shower." She grinned, as she stole one of the sheets and disappeared into the bathroom. Luke laid back and sighed. This was definitely the life he'd wanted. Waking up to a beautiful face, a warm body and no problems. Slowly, he dragged himself out of his retreat, and went into the bathroom to prepare something for the two lovers to eat.
"You know that there's no way I'm leaving Karrde, right?" Mara sighed, staring at the Holo.
"Yes, Mara, I know that. I'm not expecting you to quit your job and live at home all the time." Luke repeated for what seemed the millionth time.
"I'm not going to be the barefoot pregnant wife you want, Skywalker. Still want to marry me? Hunh?" She said, turning to him. Her eyes pierced through him as she asked.
"More than anything." Luke replied. She sighed and leaned back. Fighting with Luke was much harder now that he was so attached to her.
Luke smiled at her, and studied her features. While Mara wasn't unknown for her fear of companionship, he could tell that the hormones from the pregnancy were raging through her. The thought of Mara in her teenage years was a frightening though, let alone as a pregnant woman. He was happy though, his family was right here.
"You gonna get the door or not Skywalker?" Mara asked, breaking into his thoughts.
"The door?" He asked. Then he noticed the buzzing sound. "Oh! The doorbell!"
"Yeah, smart guy. Go get it. I'm tired." Mara muttered, staring at the Holo. Okay, maybe it wasn't perfect.
"Hello?" He asked as he opened the door.
"Am I interrupting?" Aleese asked.
"No, not at all, Ms. Jaide." Luke smiled and opened the door wider to admit her. Mara looked over and stood up.
"Aleese!" She frowned.
"Yes, Mara. I wanted to talk to you." Aleese said, stepping a little closer. "We didn't…resolve anything."
"I don't really feel like talking today." Mara said, walking into the kitchen.
"Mara!" Aleese said, looking at the doorway sadly. Luke disappeared into the bedroom as he sensed Aleese's need to talk to Mara.
"How do I even know you are my mother?" Mara's voice called from the kitchen. She soon appeared with some salsa and chips. Aleese smiled and took a seat at the small table, where Mara soon joined.
"We can take Genetics tests, but…I'm sure Mara. I can feel that link that we used to have." Aleese smiled slightly. Mara studied her and then looked back at the chips.
"My father, where is he?" Mara asked suspiciously.
"He left to go into hiding from Anakin. I…we lost contact after a few years. I heard he died on the Death Star." Aleese said, her eyes shifting to the tabletop.
"On the Death Star?" Mara asked, frowning.
"Yes, slain by Anakin."
"Why didn't you go see him sooner?"
"He was watching over young Luke. If I went to see him, Palpatine would have found him and Luke and I would have destroyed all hope for the future. My loneliness was a small price to pay for the survival of the Jedi." Aleese sighed.
"Why didn't you marry? Or was he a Jaide?" Mara asked, munching on another chip.
"No, most Jedi don't marry. We were going to, we were Fiancée's for so long, but I rarely got to see him since he was constantly chasing after Anakin and trying to help the other Jedi. Marriage was second to the Sith."
"Then what's my real name?" Mara frowned.
"Mara Jaide, or Mara Kenobi. I guess you could choose which you liked better." Aleese said, taking Mara in.
"Kenobi. Like General Obi-Wan Kenobi?" Mara asked.
"Yes. You didn't know that Obi-Wan was your father?" Aleese frowned.
"No, I was never told about my parents." Mara responded.
"He loved you so much Mara. I wish he could tell you himself." Aleese whispered. "Mara, will you ever forgive us?"
"I don't know. I just, I've been an orphan all my life, and you just…come along. Its not that easy to just accept someone after all that I've been through. I mean, look at Skywalker. I spent the better half of my adult years wanting to kill him. It's taken him until now to finally get on my good side. So, you asking me just to forgive you for ditching me, its not that easy."
"Mara…what can I say? I just want to be a part of your life while I still can. I'm getting on in years, and even former Jedi Padawan's die someday. I just want to be a part of your life, your home, and your child's life. Mara…" Aleese said, struggling for words.
"Just give me time…mother." Mara whispered and disappeared back into the kitchen. Aleese understood her cue to leave and slipped out of the door quietly, content that she'd gotten that far with her daughter. She was learning to accept it, and Aleese finally felt able to look forward to life every morning. Meanwhile, inside, Mara leaned against the fridge and sighed.
A/N: Okay, that was more broth. Some people were kinda curious about the Mara/Aleese deal so, I tried to work on that for ya. You don't have to review this part if you don't want to. I just wanted to give you guys something to read. I'll get to more later, I just have a huge exam coming up on Tuesday which I have to study real hard for so…I'm sorry!! I promise it'll get better!!
A/N: About the wedding and baby, I'm getting to it!!! Don't rush me ;-)
1 Rebuilding, Part 3
By Aleese Sundancer
Luke sniffed and wrinkled his nose. Something was tickling it, and if it didn't move soon, he would sneeze. Opening his eyes, he came face to face with a head full of red-gold hair. Blowing on it gently, he heard a small laugh.
"Quit that, it tickles." Came the soft feminine voice.
"Oh yeah? You're hair's gonna make me sneeze!" Luke laughed.
Mara Jade laughed harder, and shook her head slightly so that the hair would move around in his face. Luke kept laughing and pushed more of it out of his face. Mara soon sat up and looked at him. This was the side of Luke Skywalker she was beginning to like. He was carefree, not the same quiet worried man that showed so often when he was in a 'dilemma'. She smiled and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his forehead.
"I'm gonna go shower." She grinned, as she stole one of the sheets and disappeared into the bathroom. Luke laid back and sighed. This was definitely the life he'd wanted. Waking up to a beautiful face, a warm body and no problems. Slowly, he dragged himself out of his retreat, and went into the bathroom to prepare something for the two lovers to eat.
"You know that there's no way I'm leaving Karrde, right?" Mara sighed, staring at the Holo.
"Yes, Mara, I know that. I'm not expecting you to quit your job and live at home all the time." Luke repeated for what seemed the millionth time.
"I'm not going to be the barefoot pregnant wife you want, Skywalker. Still want to marry me? Hunh?" She said, turning to him. Her eyes pierced through him as she asked.
"More than anything." Luke replied. She sighed and leaned back. Fighting with Luke was much harder now that he was so attached to her.
Luke smiled at her, and studied her features. While Mara wasn't unknown for her fear of companionship, he could tell that the hormones from the pregnancy were raging through her. The thought of Mara in her teenage years was a frightening though, let alone as a pregnant woman. He was happy though, his family was right here.
"You gonna get the door or not Skywalker?" Mara asked, breaking into his thoughts.
"The door?" He asked. Then he noticed the buzzing sound. "Oh! The doorbell!"
"Yeah, smart guy. Go get it. I'm tired." Mara muttered, staring at the Holo. Okay, maybe it wasn't perfect.
"Hello?" He asked as he opened the door.
"Am I interrupting?" Aleese asked.
"No, not at all, Ms. Jaide." Luke smiled and opened the door wider to admit her. Mara looked over and stood up.
"Aleese!" She frowned.
"Yes, Mara. I wanted to talk to you." Aleese said, stepping a little closer. "We didn't…resolve anything."
"I don't really feel like talking today." Mara said, walking into the kitchen.
"Mara!" Aleese said, looking at the doorway sadly. Luke disappeared into the bedroom as he sensed Aleese's need to talk to Mara.
"How do I even know you are my mother?" Mara's voice called from the kitchen. She soon appeared with some salsa and chips. Aleese smiled and took a seat at the small table, where Mara soon joined.
"We can take Genetics tests, but…I'm sure Mara. I can feel that link that we used to have." Aleese smiled slightly. Mara studied her and then looked back at the chips.
"My father, where is he?" Mara asked suspiciously.
"He left to go into hiding from Anakin. I…we lost contact after a few years. I heard he died on the Death Star." Aleese said, her eyes shifting to the tabletop.
"On the Death Star?" Mara asked, frowning.
"Yes, slain by Anakin."
"Why didn't you go see him sooner?"
"He was watching over young Luke. If I went to see him, Palpatine would have found him and Luke and I would have destroyed all hope for the future. My loneliness was a small price to pay for the survival of the Jedi." Aleese sighed.
"Why didn't you marry? Or was he a Jaide?" Mara asked, munching on another chip.
"No, most Jedi don't marry. We were going to, we were Fiancée's for so long, but I rarely got to see him since he was constantly chasing after Anakin and trying to help the other Jedi. Marriage was second to the Sith."
"Then what's my real name?" Mara frowned.
"Mara Jaide, or Mara Kenobi. I guess you could choose which you liked better." Aleese said, taking Mara in.
"Kenobi. Like General Obi-Wan Kenobi?" Mara asked.
"Yes. You didn't know that Obi-Wan was your father?" Aleese frowned.
"No, I was never told about my parents." Mara responded.
"He loved you so much Mara. I wish he could tell you himself." Aleese whispered. "Mara, will you ever forgive us?"
"I don't know. I just, I've been an orphan all my life, and you just…come along. Its not that easy to just accept someone after all that I've been through. I mean, look at Skywalker. I spent the better half of my adult years wanting to kill him. It's taken him until now to finally get on my good side. So, you asking me just to forgive you for ditching me, its not that easy."
"Mara…what can I say? I just want to be a part of your life while I still can. I'm getting on in years, and even former Jedi Padawan's die someday. I just want to be a part of your life, your home, and your child's life. Mara…" Aleese said, struggling for words.
"Just give me time…mother." Mara whispered and disappeared back into the kitchen. Aleese understood her cue to leave and slipped out of the door quietly, content that she'd gotten that far with her daughter. She was learning to accept it, and Aleese finally felt able to look forward to life every morning. Meanwhile, inside, Mara leaned against the fridge and sighed.
A/N: Okay, that was more broth. Some people were kinda curious about the Mara/Aleese deal so, I tried to work on that for ya. You don't have to review this part if you don't want to. I just wanted to give you guys something to read. I'll get to more later, I just have a huge exam coming up on Tuesday which I have to study real hard for so…I'm sorry!! I promise it'll get better!!