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~More of Jaina's memories. And more PG-13 stuff. Enjoy! ~
Chapter 10: Suicide Mission
Jaina smiled as she lay in Jag's arms. She was engaged to Jag Fel. Nothing could make this night more perfect. Then a thought crossed her mind. Nothing, that is, except my parents. They still didn't know about Jaina's relationship with Jag. And now she was engaged to him. How in the world were they going to take this? She pulled herself out of Jag's embrace and looked up at him.
"What is it, Jaina? What's wrong?"
"My parents. How are they going to take this? They don't even know that we're together, much less engaged."
"But you told me that you would tell them!"
"Yes, I told you that, I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet."
"Jaina, do you want to be with me or not?"
Jaina looked up into Jag's pale green eyes, which were now flashing with hurt and betrayal. Her throat constricted. Force, he's really serious. She knew that she had to keep her promise to him or she might lose him. And she didn't want it to be over something as trivial as this. She shook her head vigorously. She wanted to be with Jag, needed to be with him.
"Good," he said, "now I'll go send a holo to my parents."
"What? You didn't tell them about us yet either?"
Jag cheeks speckled with color. "Well-I-- I mean-No, I'm sorry, I didn't. But I'm going to right now."
"Jagged Fel, I'm not sure if I want to marry you now." Jaina tried to keep the flirtatious tone out of her voice, but her efforts were in vain. The roguish smile she had inherited from her roguish father gave her away. Jag seized her in his arms and laughed.
"You couldn't keep away from me if you tried."
"Remind me again why I agreed to marry you?"
Jag happily obliged her request and captured her lips in a bruising, forceful kiss. He wanted her to know that she was going to be only his until death do them part. He parted her lips and eagerly took his share of her mouth. His hands roamed the entire length of her body, which was barely concealed by the revealing shimmersilk dress that he had picked out. Usually, he wouldn't have gone near the store that sold him this dress, but special occasion and Mara's help beckoned him to go. A moan escaped from Jaina's throat. The pure ecstasy of Jag's intoxicating kisses was proving, once again, to be her undoing.
The man in the shadows watched the exchange between the two lovers. Jaina should have been mine, he thought, she was always mine! His emerald green eyes flashed with anger, something that he thought would never happen. He had brushed the Dark side once before, and he'd vowed never to do it again, but seeing Jaina with that kriffin' Imperial made his blood boil. They will not get married, he vowed. They will not.
* * * * * *
Jaina and Jag left the mess hall, but only after they had straightened their clothes, making sure they'd be presentable for Han and Leia Solo. Hand in hand, they walked toward the Solo quarters. Jaina reached a shaking hand for the console to her parents' room, but the door slid open even before her hand was halfway there. Leia Organa Solo looked at her daughter, standing in her doorway with a young Imperial pilot.
"Hello, Jaina. Come in, sweetheart! Come in! And bring your friend with you."
Jaina looked at her mother's smiling face, managed a weak smile and stepped through the entrance, pulling Jag along with her. Her father, the infamous rogue, Han Solo was sitting in a chair watching the holonet. He heard the door close and looked up to see his daughter standing before him.with an Imperial pilot.
"All right, out with it Jaina. What's going on? Why are you here and why is he with you? You don't have to go on some kind of suicide mission, do you?" His onslaught of questions wouldn't stop. Finally, Jaina raised a hand to silence him.
"No, Dad, I'm not going on a suicide mission, but I do have something to tell you. First of all, I want to introduce you to Jag Fel-"
"Soontir Fel's son?"
"Yes, sir." Jag replied, sounding amazingly strong.
"WHAT?!" Han roared. "JUST WHAT IN NINE CORELLIAN HELLS IS A FEL DOING IN MY PRESENCE!?"
"Dad, let me explain-"
"I don't think so, Jaina," Han said in a cool, controlled voice. "You're going to sit down, the both of you, and tell me exactly why you are keeping company with the son of Fel." He drew out his blaster.
"Start talking. The both of you."
Jag spoke up before Jaina could. His voice was strong and sure, despite the look that Han was giving him. This was one of those looks that could melt transparisteel.
"Sir, I am Colonel Jagged Fel with the Chiss military. I was sent here to gather intelligence for the Chiss. My second-in-command, Shawnkyr Naurodo reported back to the Unknown Regions some time ago, while I chose to remain here. The reason I stayed behind, and Jaina doesn't know this, is so I could pursue a relationship with her. I love your daughter, sir, and I want to make her happy. I want to marry her. May I please have your daughter's hand in marriage?" Jag looked straight on at Han, his gaze never faltering.
Han suspiciously eyed the young pilot. He was Corellian, there was no doubt about that. So was Han, and he knew that Corellians never give up, not matter what the odds are. There was really no use in trying to fight him. Han looked at Jaina and sighed. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she truly loved Jag. He was losing his princess, his little girl. But what did he really expect? That she would just stay a little girl forever? No, he knew better than that. This war had taken too big of a toll on her. She would never be a little girl again. Han's heart broke. He wanted to shield her from all of this. All of the death. The violence. The anguish. The pain. But even he couldn't do that. He knew, deep down, that Jag could make her life a little happier again. He looked back at Jag. The look in Jag's eyes told him all he needed to know.
It was the same look that Han still had every time he looked at Leia.
Han nodded. "Yes, Jag, you may marry my daughter. That is, if it's okay with her." Leia shot Han a glare. "Oh, and you have to check with Leia too."
Jag and Jaina looked at Leia, pleading written across their faces.
"Yes! Of course! Get married already! I hate to think what your children will be like.."
"NOW WAIT ONE MINUTE! WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT CHILDREN? I WILL NOT HAVE SPAWN OF FEL RUNNING AROUND MY QUARTERS!"
Every one in the Solo quarters couldn't help but laugh.
The green-eyed man stood outside of the Solo residence, using his Force powers to amplify the conversation happening on the inside of the door. The Solos had just agreed to Jag and Jaina's union. His heart hardened.
Not while I still breathe, he thought. His mind was so engrossed in plans to stop the impending nuptials that he didn't even notice Jacen Solo approaching.
"Zekk? What are you doing here?"
~More of Jaina's memories. And more PG-13 stuff. Enjoy! ~
Chapter 10: Suicide Mission
Jaina smiled as she lay in Jag's arms. She was engaged to Jag Fel. Nothing could make this night more perfect. Then a thought crossed her mind. Nothing, that is, except my parents. They still didn't know about Jaina's relationship with Jag. And now she was engaged to him. How in the world were they going to take this? She pulled herself out of Jag's embrace and looked up at him.
"What is it, Jaina? What's wrong?"
"My parents. How are they going to take this? They don't even know that we're together, much less engaged."
"But you told me that you would tell them!"
"Yes, I told you that, I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet."
"Jaina, do you want to be with me or not?"
Jaina looked up into Jag's pale green eyes, which were now flashing with hurt and betrayal. Her throat constricted. Force, he's really serious. She knew that she had to keep her promise to him or she might lose him. And she didn't want it to be over something as trivial as this. She shook her head vigorously. She wanted to be with Jag, needed to be with him.
"Good," he said, "now I'll go send a holo to my parents."
"What? You didn't tell them about us yet either?"
Jag cheeks speckled with color. "Well-I-- I mean-No, I'm sorry, I didn't. But I'm going to right now."
"Jagged Fel, I'm not sure if I want to marry you now." Jaina tried to keep the flirtatious tone out of her voice, but her efforts were in vain. The roguish smile she had inherited from her roguish father gave her away. Jag seized her in his arms and laughed.
"You couldn't keep away from me if you tried."
"Remind me again why I agreed to marry you?"
Jag happily obliged her request and captured her lips in a bruising, forceful kiss. He wanted her to know that she was going to be only his until death do them part. He parted her lips and eagerly took his share of her mouth. His hands roamed the entire length of her body, which was barely concealed by the revealing shimmersilk dress that he had picked out. Usually, he wouldn't have gone near the store that sold him this dress, but special occasion and Mara's help beckoned him to go. A moan escaped from Jaina's throat. The pure ecstasy of Jag's intoxicating kisses was proving, once again, to be her undoing.
The man in the shadows watched the exchange between the two lovers. Jaina should have been mine, he thought, she was always mine! His emerald green eyes flashed with anger, something that he thought would never happen. He had brushed the Dark side once before, and he'd vowed never to do it again, but seeing Jaina with that kriffin' Imperial made his blood boil. They will not get married, he vowed. They will not.
* * * * * *
Jaina and Jag left the mess hall, but only after they had straightened their clothes, making sure they'd be presentable for Han and Leia Solo. Hand in hand, they walked toward the Solo quarters. Jaina reached a shaking hand for the console to her parents' room, but the door slid open even before her hand was halfway there. Leia Organa Solo looked at her daughter, standing in her doorway with a young Imperial pilot.
"Hello, Jaina. Come in, sweetheart! Come in! And bring your friend with you."
Jaina looked at her mother's smiling face, managed a weak smile and stepped through the entrance, pulling Jag along with her. Her father, the infamous rogue, Han Solo was sitting in a chair watching the holonet. He heard the door close and looked up to see his daughter standing before him.with an Imperial pilot.
"All right, out with it Jaina. What's going on? Why are you here and why is he with you? You don't have to go on some kind of suicide mission, do you?" His onslaught of questions wouldn't stop. Finally, Jaina raised a hand to silence him.
"No, Dad, I'm not going on a suicide mission, but I do have something to tell you. First of all, I want to introduce you to Jag Fel-"
"Soontir Fel's son?"
"Yes, sir." Jag replied, sounding amazingly strong.
"WHAT?!" Han roared. "JUST WHAT IN NINE CORELLIAN HELLS IS A FEL DOING IN MY PRESENCE!?"
"Dad, let me explain-"
"I don't think so, Jaina," Han said in a cool, controlled voice. "You're going to sit down, the both of you, and tell me exactly why you are keeping company with the son of Fel." He drew out his blaster.
"Start talking. The both of you."
Jag spoke up before Jaina could. His voice was strong and sure, despite the look that Han was giving him. This was one of those looks that could melt transparisteel.
"Sir, I am Colonel Jagged Fel with the Chiss military. I was sent here to gather intelligence for the Chiss. My second-in-command, Shawnkyr Naurodo reported back to the Unknown Regions some time ago, while I chose to remain here. The reason I stayed behind, and Jaina doesn't know this, is so I could pursue a relationship with her. I love your daughter, sir, and I want to make her happy. I want to marry her. May I please have your daughter's hand in marriage?" Jag looked straight on at Han, his gaze never faltering.
Han suspiciously eyed the young pilot. He was Corellian, there was no doubt about that. So was Han, and he knew that Corellians never give up, not matter what the odds are. There was really no use in trying to fight him. Han looked at Jaina and sighed. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she truly loved Jag. He was losing his princess, his little girl. But what did he really expect? That she would just stay a little girl forever? No, he knew better than that. This war had taken too big of a toll on her. She would never be a little girl again. Han's heart broke. He wanted to shield her from all of this. All of the death. The violence. The anguish. The pain. But even he couldn't do that. He knew, deep down, that Jag could make her life a little happier again. He looked back at Jag. The look in Jag's eyes told him all he needed to know.
It was the same look that Han still had every time he looked at Leia.
Han nodded. "Yes, Jag, you may marry my daughter. That is, if it's okay with her." Leia shot Han a glare. "Oh, and you have to check with Leia too."
Jag and Jaina looked at Leia, pleading written across their faces.
"Yes! Of course! Get married already! I hate to think what your children will be like.."
"NOW WAIT ONE MINUTE! WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT CHILDREN? I WILL NOT HAVE SPAWN OF FEL RUNNING AROUND MY QUARTERS!"
Every one in the Solo quarters couldn't help but laugh.
The green-eyed man stood outside of the Solo residence, using his Force powers to amplify the conversation happening on the inside of the door. The Solos had just agreed to Jag and Jaina's union. His heart hardened.
Not while I still breathe, he thought. His mind was so engrossed in plans to stop the impending nuptials that he didn't even notice Jacen Solo approaching.
"Zekk? What are you doing here?"
