Jaina smiled at Jag across the table they were sitting at. "Ok, so, now
what do we do? You woke me up extra early, and I know it wasn't just
because you wanted to eat breakfast with me."
Jag grinned, leaning back in his seat. "What makes you so sure of that, Lieutenant?"
"Come on, I know you better, Colonel. You wouldn't risk the wrath of me in the morning just to have breakfast."
"You have a point. Let's take a walk." Jag extended a hand towards her, and pulled her out of her chair. Jaina laced her fingers through his. "Alright, so, what do you want to talk about, Colonel?"
Jag shrugged. "Whatever you want, your worship."
Jaina rolled her eyes. Jag stopped, and turned to face Jaina. He tipped his head down for a kiss, and savored it, before pulling away, and continuing his walking.
"What was that for?" asked Jaina.
"I felt like it." said Jag.
"Oh,"
They walked on in silence, and then, Jag paused at a door. He punched in a code, and tugged Jaina into the darkened room.
"What's this all about, Colonel?" she asked, confused. Glowrods filled the room with a dim light, apparently some of them were malfunctioning. Jag covered her mouth with his, and she returned the kiss, before stepping back and asking, "What's all this about?"
"I can't kiss you anymore?" he asked.
"No, but you aren't telling me something. I know."
"I hate having a Jedi as my girl." said Jag, trying to lighten the mood.
"Jag, seriously, what's wrong?" Jaina stared into his green eyes, a question in her brandy brown ones. He looked away. "Jaina…"
"Yes?" she said, prompting him on.
"Jaina, I, ah, well, I'm heading out tomorrow. To Borleias. And, well, I don't know how long I'll be there for." He said softly.
"Oh. So, you're leaving me?" she asked, almost too calmly.
"No! I'm just going away, for now. Besides, you'd be leaving on a mission soon, anyways!" shot Jag.
Jaina studied his face for a moment. "Why?"
"My uncle is staging a military assault from there. He needs me to help out."
"Stay with here, with me. I don't even want to think of losing you…" her eyes filled with tears. "I'll miss you, more than you'll ever know…"
Jag pulled her into a close embrace, resting his head on top of hers. "I'll miss you too…"
They stood that way for awhile. Jag lifted his head, saying, "Jaina, come with me. Please…"
Jaina stared up at him, "Jag, no. Please, don't ask me to choose. My parents, they just lost Anakin and Jace, if anything was to happen…and Uncle Luke and Aunt Mara, I have a mission I need to go on. I can't, I just can't. Don't ask me to choose like this. Please." She pleaded with him, "Jag, no, I love you, I really do, it's just-"
"You love them more. I understand." Jag spat angrily.
"No, Jag, no, that wasn't what I was going to say,"
Jag looked at her, hurt plain in his eyes, before turning around and heading out.
"Jag! Wait, no, I love you, Jag, please, don't go," cried Jaina, running after him. She placed a hand on his shoulder, but he shook it off, walking quicker towards the bank of turbolifts. "Jag!" Jaina said desperately, standing there in the corridor. She watched numbly, in a detached sort of way, watching him press the button, and then step into the car, not looking back at her. Her brown eyes filled with tears. "Don't go, Colonel…I love you too much to lose you, too…" she whispered before the tears spilled over. She smeared them away, blinking hard, as she called for another turbolift. "I love you…" she whispered, "I really do…"
Jag grinned, leaning back in his seat. "What makes you so sure of that, Lieutenant?"
"Come on, I know you better, Colonel. You wouldn't risk the wrath of me in the morning just to have breakfast."
"You have a point. Let's take a walk." Jag extended a hand towards her, and pulled her out of her chair. Jaina laced her fingers through his. "Alright, so, what do you want to talk about, Colonel?"
Jag shrugged. "Whatever you want, your worship."
Jaina rolled her eyes. Jag stopped, and turned to face Jaina. He tipped his head down for a kiss, and savored it, before pulling away, and continuing his walking.
"What was that for?" asked Jaina.
"I felt like it." said Jag.
"Oh,"
They walked on in silence, and then, Jag paused at a door. He punched in a code, and tugged Jaina into the darkened room.
"What's this all about, Colonel?" she asked, confused. Glowrods filled the room with a dim light, apparently some of them were malfunctioning. Jag covered her mouth with his, and she returned the kiss, before stepping back and asking, "What's all this about?"
"I can't kiss you anymore?" he asked.
"No, but you aren't telling me something. I know."
"I hate having a Jedi as my girl." said Jag, trying to lighten the mood.
"Jag, seriously, what's wrong?" Jaina stared into his green eyes, a question in her brandy brown ones. He looked away. "Jaina…"
"Yes?" she said, prompting him on.
"Jaina, I, ah, well, I'm heading out tomorrow. To Borleias. And, well, I don't know how long I'll be there for." He said softly.
"Oh. So, you're leaving me?" she asked, almost too calmly.
"No! I'm just going away, for now. Besides, you'd be leaving on a mission soon, anyways!" shot Jag.
Jaina studied his face for a moment. "Why?"
"My uncle is staging a military assault from there. He needs me to help out."
"Stay with here, with me. I don't even want to think of losing you…" her eyes filled with tears. "I'll miss you, more than you'll ever know…"
Jag pulled her into a close embrace, resting his head on top of hers. "I'll miss you too…"
They stood that way for awhile. Jag lifted his head, saying, "Jaina, come with me. Please…"
Jaina stared up at him, "Jag, no. Please, don't ask me to choose. My parents, they just lost Anakin and Jace, if anything was to happen…and Uncle Luke and Aunt Mara, I have a mission I need to go on. I can't, I just can't. Don't ask me to choose like this. Please." She pleaded with him, "Jag, no, I love you, I really do, it's just-"
"You love them more. I understand." Jag spat angrily.
"No, Jag, no, that wasn't what I was going to say,"
Jag looked at her, hurt plain in his eyes, before turning around and heading out.
"Jag! Wait, no, I love you, Jag, please, don't go," cried Jaina, running after him. She placed a hand on his shoulder, but he shook it off, walking quicker towards the bank of turbolifts. "Jag!" Jaina said desperately, standing there in the corridor. She watched numbly, in a detached sort of way, watching him press the button, and then step into the car, not looking back at her. Her brown eyes filled with tears. "Don't go, Colonel…I love you too much to lose you, too…" she whispered before the tears spilled over. She smeared them away, blinking hard, as she called for another turbolift. "I love you…" she whispered, "I really do…"