Conspirators With Plans:
Jag woke up just as he dropped out of hyperspace. He pulled his fighter around, weaving around the masses of space debris, before receiving instructions from Control on where to dock. He settled his clawcraft down, gently, and was greeted by Master Skywalker, and Kyp Durron. Jag scowled slightly when he saw Kyp, but masked it quickly and pretended to listen intently as Master Skywalker talked to him, but all he could think of was Jaina. Luke led him to his small temporary quarters, and Kyp went off to a room not too far from Jag's, leaving the Master and pilot alone.
Jag cleared his throat nervously. "Ah, Master Skywalker, have you, ah spoken with Jaina in the last few days? Is she ok?"
Luke smiled. "Actually, Jag, I just spoke with her today. She's doing fine." Luke grinned at the relieved Jag, deliberately excluding the fact that Jaina was here on the same station. 'It would be a nice surprise for him,' Luke decided.
"Thank you, Master Skywalker."
"Of course, Jag. You want me to tell her anything for you?"
"No, that's ok. Thank you though." Jag smiled.
"No problem. Good night, Jag."
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Luke left the young pilot in his quarters, heading back to Mara and Ben. He walked through the silent corridors until he arrived at the 'Skywalker Suite' as it had been referred to. He checked his wrist chrono, and winced when he saw it was 3 in the morning, local time. He stepped in the room quietly, trying not to disturb his sleeping wife and son. Or, rather, sleeping son, as he sensed Mara was wide awake. He walked into their bedroom, and sat down next to his wife.
"Hey, Skywalker. What took?" Mara whispered in greeting. Luke leaned over and kissed her cheek, smiling gently. "Jaina's man took. I had to be there to greet him, and show him to his quarters."
"That was nice of you." She commented.
"Thank you." He murmured, wrapping her in a tight embrace. "I always try to be the nice guy."
"Did you show him where Jaina's quarters were? I'm sure he'd much rather have been there…" Mara said teasingly.
"Actually, I elected not to tell him she was even here." Luke shrugged.
"Why not Farmboy? How did you plot that course?" Mara said, surprised.
"Well, I figured it would make for a pleasant surprise when he finds her…"
"Oh…" Mara sat bolt upright in her bed, snapping her fingers, "I've got a brilliant idea!"
"This one's going to be better than the cook-me-a-homemade-breakfast on right, love?"
"Shut up Farmboy. Anyway, you said it was about a week till everyone got here, right?"
"Right…" Luke frowned, not seeing where she was taking this.
"So, we can not tell Jag, and plan a romantic surprise evening for the two of them! We can tell Jag it's a formal meeting, come in dress clothes, and if he doesn't have any, we can have the tailor droid make him some, and we'll get Jaina all dressed up, and when he shows, he'll be surprised to find no one there, but, Jaina!" Mara exclaimed triumphantly.
"Mara, love, that's sneaky and sweet, and will make us conspirators with plans, good plans, though…"
"But you love the idea, Farmboy."
"You're right. I do." He kissed Mara's hand. "Let's do it." Even in the dark, he could see Mara smile, and he smiled too. He kissed her again, before drifting off to sleep.
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I know, this wuz a longer chapter, I just had a stroke of genius and had to put it in before it slipped away…thanks for all the helps and suggestions!! :D
Jag woke up just as he dropped out of hyperspace. He pulled his fighter around, weaving around the masses of space debris, before receiving instructions from Control on where to dock. He settled his clawcraft down, gently, and was greeted by Master Skywalker, and Kyp Durron. Jag scowled slightly when he saw Kyp, but masked it quickly and pretended to listen intently as Master Skywalker talked to him, but all he could think of was Jaina. Luke led him to his small temporary quarters, and Kyp went off to a room not too far from Jag's, leaving the Master and pilot alone.
Jag cleared his throat nervously. "Ah, Master Skywalker, have you, ah spoken with Jaina in the last few days? Is she ok?"
Luke smiled. "Actually, Jag, I just spoke with her today. She's doing fine." Luke grinned at the relieved Jag, deliberately excluding the fact that Jaina was here on the same station. 'It would be a nice surprise for him,' Luke decided.
"Thank you, Master Skywalker."
"Of course, Jag. You want me to tell her anything for you?"
"No, that's ok. Thank you though." Jag smiled.
"No problem. Good night, Jag."
* * *
Luke left the young pilot in his quarters, heading back to Mara and Ben. He walked through the silent corridors until he arrived at the 'Skywalker Suite' as it had been referred to. He checked his wrist chrono, and winced when he saw it was 3 in the morning, local time. He stepped in the room quietly, trying not to disturb his sleeping wife and son. Or, rather, sleeping son, as he sensed Mara was wide awake. He walked into their bedroom, and sat down next to his wife.
"Hey, Skywalker. What took?" Mara whispered in greeting. Luke leaned over and kissed her cheek, smiling gently. "Jaina's man took. I had to be there to greet him, and show him to his quarters."
"That was nice of you." She commented.
"Thank you." He murmured, wrapping her in a tight embrace. "I always try to be the nice guy."
"Did you show him where Jaina's quarters were? I'm sure he'd much rather have been there…" Mara said teasingly.
"Actually, I elected not to tell him she was even here." Luke shrugged.
"Why not Farmboy? How did you plot that course?" Mara said, surprised.
"Well, I figured it would make for a pleasant surprise when he finds her…"
"Oh…" Mara sat bolt upright in her bed, snapping her fingers, "I've got a brilliant idea!"
"This one's going to be better than the cook-me-a-homemade-breakfast on right, love?"
"Shut up Farmboy. Anyway, you said it was about a week till everyone got here, right?"
"Right…" Luke frowned, not seeing where she was taking this.
"So, we can not tell Jag, and plan a romantic surprise evening for the two of them! We can tell Jag it's a formal meeting, come in dress clothes, and if he doesn't have any, we can have the tailor droid make him some, and we'll get Jaina all dressed up, and when he shows, he'll be surprised to find no one there, but, Jaina!" Mara exclaimed triumphantly.
"Mara, love, that's sneaky and sweet, and will make us conspirators with plans, good plans, though…"
"But you love the idea, Farmboy."
"You're right. I do." He kissed Mara's hand. "Let's do it." Even in the dark, he could see Mara smile, and he smiled too. He kissed her again, before drifting off to sleep.
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I know, this wuz a longer chapter, I just had a stroke of genius and had to put it in before it slipped away…thanks for all the helps and suggestions!! :D