Disclaimer:  Same old one, none of these characters belong to me.  I am making no money off of this.  If you have any questions, or want to see the complete disclaimer and list of characters, see the Prologue

A Complicated Friendship:

The Story of Jag Fel and Jaina Solo

Chapter 26:

Jaina noticed Jag's nervousness as they walked into the suite with Ben.

'Ben,' she thought to him, 'could you go ahead, I need to speak with Jag.'

He just smiled and kept walking towards the front room.

"Jag, what a minute," Jaina asked him. 

"What's wrong Sticks?" Jag asked.

"I should be asking you that question."  Even thought his calm exterior didn't show it, he was nervous.

"What do you mean?" he asked calmly.

"Don't give me that crap Jag.  You're nervous, I can tell.  What is it, you know my family doesn't bite," she said jokingly.  They both laughed.

"No, it's just…even though I know what your uncle will probably say, I don't know what to do."

"I don't…"

"Just let me finish Sticks," he said kissing her softly.  "You know how the Chiss are; they don't exactly hate or like the Jedi.  And I just don't know…"

"How they'll react if they find out you're one.  Jag, they won't force you to train if you don't  want to.  They'll just teach you the basics so you won't be turned to the Dark Side.  But I believe you have a very strong gift for healing, and I would hope you would learn to use it, it's very rare.  But if you don't want to, I won't mention it ever again."

"Ok, I'll see what your uncle, aunt, and Corran have to say.  Then I'll think about it."

They then walked to the main part of the suite.  Luke and Mara were on the couch.  They looked comfortable: Luke had his arms wrapped around Mara and she was resting against his chest, her head on his shoulder.  Corran and Ben were sitting in chairs across from them, talking about Rogue Squadron.

"Well, I'm ready when you are, what do I need to do?"  Jag asked calmly.

"Just sit there and be calm," Luke said bracing himself.  "You won't feel a thing."

"Then why are you bracing yourself?" Jag asked.

"My husband has had himself thrown across the room so many times that he's finally got enough smarts to do something about it," Mara informed him.

"Oh," was all that Jag said.

Ben looked at him and  then said, "Dad, could I speak to you and Corran for a moment?"

"Sure."  They walked out onto the balcony.

"What's up Ben?" Corran asked.

"I have and idea.  Corran you can do these tests, right?"

"Yeah," Corran replied.

"Dad, I think you should let Corran do it."

"Please don't take this the wrong way Corran, but why?"

"Several reasons," Ben started.  "First of all Corran's a fellow fighter jock.  And before you even say it, I know you are too, but I think he can identify with Corran easier."

Both Luke and Corran smiled, then Luke motioned for Ben to continue.

"Ok, number two is that Corran isn't a master yet, you and Mom are.  I know he's got to be nervous and have a Jedi Master inside your head is intimidating."

"Kid's got a point," Corran commented.

"And the last reason is that Corran can absorb the impact and bleed it into the air around him.  Seeing you fly across the room Dad, isn't exactly the best way to calm Jag down."

"Ok, so I've raised a very smart and insightful son," Luke joked.

Corran playfully rolled his eyes, "No, I think it's more like Mara's common sense has rubbed off on him."

In the Front room:

"Jag, calm down," Mara stated.

"Am I that obvious to everyone?"

"No," Jaina said, "but Mara can read others very well.  Tell her what you told me."

"But…"

"Just tell her, she can probably help you make sense of your thoughts."

"Ok, I don't know if I want to train or not."

"That's understandable," Mara commented.

"But I figured that you would try to talk me into it."

"Jaina, could you join the guys for a moment, I have some things to discuss with Jag."

"Ok."

After Jaina left Mara continued.  "Jag, I know part of the reason is because of what your family and comrades will think.  But that's now all of it."

"Right, I didn't tell Sticks because I didn't want her to take it the wrong way."

"Ok, tell me your story and I'll tell you mine."

"Deal.  I'm  not exactly the most well liked person in the New Republic, neither are the Jedi.  I just don't want my training to put you guys under more scrutiny."

"I can definitely understand.  But Jag, we don't care about that.  If you want to train we can keep it between friends and family," Mara informed him.

"Ok, I'll keep that in mind.  Now, what's you story?"

Mara didn't know why she was sharing this with him, 'oh well,' she thought, 'I guess there is some reason.'

"I didn't start my training until right before Luke and I got married.  I had a lot of personal crap to straighten out first.  I waited a long time to accept my heritage.  My advice is don't wait as long as I did, but it's your choice."

"Mara, do you regret waiting so long?" Jag asked.

"In a way, yes, but I can't change the past.  I also realize that I probably wouldn't have been ready any earlier.  It's your choice, think hard and choose wise."

"Alright, let's get this over with, I'll go get them."

"No need, they're already on their way in," Mara almost laughed out loud at Jag's confusion.

"How did you…" he trailed off confused.

"My bond with Luke," she said smiling.

"Boy, this will take some getting used to," Jag said and they shared a laugh as the others walked in.

There was something about Jag in that moment that reminded Luke of Mara and Corran.  Not in height or looks; but now that he saw Jag open up, his spirit reminded Luke of his wife and brother-in-law's.  He shook himself from his reverie.

"What's so funny?" Luke asked as he walked to Mara and gave her a quick kiss.

"Ew, go get a room!" Ben joked.

"Ben, you just remember that the next time I see you with Ally," Luke joked.

Jag looked on and laughed.  Deep down he missed his family, well his mother and siblings anyway.

Jaina picked up on his thoughts and feelings.  She was going to ask him but decided to do it later.

"Ok, let's get this show on the road," Mara said getting everyone's attention.

Corran walked up to Jag, "Just relax and clear your mind."

Jag took a deep breath and exhaled as Corran placed his fingertips on his temples.  Corran began to look for that certain spot.  As he found it, he got a fairly large push, he absorbed the energy and bleed it off into the atmosphere.  He looked at Luke and Mara and nodded.  As Corran withdrew, he felt a certain connection towards Jag.

"Luke, I caught a glimpse of some of his powers.  He has healing capabilities and can absorb energy.  Not like I can, but somewhat.  If he wants to train, I would like to train him."

"Well sir I would like to, but I would like to keep it quite.  Like only friends and family would know that I am Force-Sensitive," Jag added.

"Well," Luke added with a smile, "Corran would be the right person for the job, or should I say Kieran Halcyon."

"I trained under an alias at the Academy.  I didn't want the entire galaxy to know about my abilities until I retired from the Rogues."

"That sounds good to me," Jag said smiling.

"Well then, Corran it looks like you have an apprentice; and Jag, you have a master," Luke said.

"Yeah, it does," Corran commented.  "How about you guys go get some rest and we can start training tomorrow Jag."

"Sounds good to me," he said, " I have plans anyway."

"What plans?" Jaina inquired.

"You'll see, Let's go."

"Well, bye guys," Jaina said as Jag pulled her out the door.