Disclaimer: It's all from George Lucas' imagination. I don't own the characters, I just write the fan fics about them.

~These are still Jaina's memories. And yes, there is more PG-13 content. Don't read it if you don't like that kind of stuff.~

Chapter 5: Shock and Awe

Jaina shivered at this particular memory. She had been having such a wonderful time with Jag, only to have it ruined by someone threatening his life.

Jag barked into the comlink. "Who is this? Identify yourself! NOW!"

"I always wondered what it would take to get a reaction from the great Jag Fel."

"Who are you?" Jaina's voice was shaking.

A laugh resounded from the other side of the connection. "Relax," the voice said, "It's only Kyp-" Jag's faced contorted into an expression of utter rage.

"JUST WHAT IN THE SITH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! UNLESS YOU HAVE URGENT, PRESSING, ABSOLUTELY-CANNOT-BE-SOLVED-WITHOUT-ME BUSINESS TO DISCUSS, I SUGGEST THAT YOU DO NOt CONTACT ME ON THIS COM!!" And with that he keyed the connection off, shut down the comm and threw it across the room. He turned back to Jaina, a more pleasant expression on his face. "Now, where were we?"

Jaina blushed. "I think we were right about here," she said, placing her hands on his chest and leaning forward to kiss him, taking her time with the kiss this time. She reached out and turned her own comm off with the Force. She even had enough of her mindset left to mentally lock the door before all of her thoughts were occupied by Jag. While she had been busy, he had moved swiftly. His hands were skilled. His muscles were tight and corded by all the self-restraint he was excising at the moment. As much as being alone, in a locked room no less, with Jaina Solo made him want to lose his control. He had to be careful. People would talk. He couldn't afford for her reputation to be tarnished in any way, especially with the Goddess charade she had to put on. And he was supposed to be a liaison for the Chiss. How would it look if he lost control? Reluctantly, he pulled away from her and placed himself in the chair on the far side of the room. Jaina sat up, her breathing coming in short, ragged breaths. His own breathing echoed hers.

"What's wrong? I thought that you wanted to be with me, that you wanted to do this." The look on Jaina's face told him just how much this confused her. The hurt was written in her brandy brown eyes. Jag's heart broke.

"Jaina, it's not that I don't want to be with you, it's just that I think we should wait a while. I've only been back for a few hours. Besides, I'm not going to let our hormones ruin something that is this good. Jaina, I want to be with you, I just can't right now. It wouldn't be right or fair to either of us."

Tears filled Jaina's eyes. Jag didn't want to be with her? What had she done wrong? Didn't he care about her at all? She looked up, the tears threatening to spill from her eyes. Jag sat across from her, but now he looked like nothing more than a wavering block of flight suit brown. Jaina looked away, not wanting to accept what he had just told her.

Jag saw the tears filling Jaina's eyes. Shavit, he thought, she thinks I'm breaking up with her! He moved back over onto the bed and sat next to Jaina, putting his arm around her, trying to comfort her.

"Just go." Her voice was barely above a whisper and it was tight with emotion. "Just leave me alone."

"Jaina, I'm not breaking up with you. That's quite the contrary. I came here to give you your surprise, but then we got sidetracked and-" Jaina launched herself at Jag gathering him into a powerful embrace. Her mind soared. Jag still wanted to be with her! She pushed him back and thumped his chest. Hard.

"Don't you ever make me think that again!" Jaina thumped on the chest again. He just smiled and leaned into to kiss her again.

"I won't." Jag kissed her softly on the forehead, then on the cheek, again on her jaw line, and finally, he slanted his mouth across hers. He moved slowly, letting the tension between the simmer. It was much better this way. Her mouth opened to him once again. She wished he would do more, but she was content with what she had for now. Jag pulled back and looked deep into her beautiful brandy eyes.

"I love you, Jaina Solo."

Jaina blinked. Where had that come from? Her face was a mask of confusion right now. Jag loved her? She knew that she cared about him, wanted to be with him more than anything else, and wanted nothing more than to start a family with him, but did she love him?

She blinked again. This time her confusion cleared and she knew that this was right. She smiled and looked into Jag's pale green eyes, which were searching hers for some type of answer at the moment.

"I love you, too, Jagged Fel."