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Hidden Love : Chapter Two
By Raven Pan
"Hey there Goddess, what task have you for your lowly porter?"
"Blackmoon Eleven is getting pulled in - I thought you might want to come along and help me convince him to join Twin Suns."
Kyp raised an eyebrow, "Convince?"
She nodded, "Convince. Anyone stupid enough to go up against a squadron of skips alone, is crazy enough to be one of us."
Kyp shrugged and stood, "Alright Goddess." He smiled as he passed her and flicked her chin with a finger.
She shook her head and sighed exhasperatedly, then noted the crumpled up piece of flimsy Kyp'd thrown into the corner. Serruptitiously, she reached out a hand, and when it flew into her grasp, she stuffed it into her pocket and headed down to the landing bay.
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The two Jedi Pilots stood in the landing bay as an old beat-up looking X-wing wobbled its way in to land. Once it had shut down, and the canopy opened, Jaina spoke. "I want you to join Twin Suns squadron."
The pilot, saying nothing, just jabbed a thumb at himself as though asking, 'who, me?'
"You've got the skills. You're an amazing pilot, and you're insane to boot! You'd fit straight in." Jaina smiled.
Kyp raised an eyebrow, and suppressed a chuckle.
"No Thanks," the pilot said.
"Why not?" Jaina asked.
"Well, I'm trying very hard to be retired," the pilot pulled off his helmet and smiled, "But the war isn't letting me."
"General Antilles?!" Jaina's jaw dropped, and Kyp and Wedge both started laughing.
Wedge wagged a finger at her, "Goddess, you should have known it was me. You're slipping."
Jaina frowned and then scowled up at the, still laughing, Kyp Durron. "What's your excuse?"
"The... look... on your..." Kyp gasped for air, "on your FACE!" Another fit of laughter took him over, and she punched him in the shoulder as she turned and left.
He ran after her, "Hey Goddess... don't take it so personally." He told her when he'd caught up.
"I'm not," she said imperiously. "Go away, Kyp Durron." She turned down a hall and headed for her quarters.
Kyp stood there looking after her. He sighed as she disappeared from sight. "Alright, Jaya... but I won't be going far," he said quietly to nobody but the empty corridor.
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Once in her room, Jaina flopped on her bed. "I can't believe I didn't know it was Wedge," she shook her head. "You'd think I'd notice a presence like his, but noooo, I wanted a new pilot and just completely shut myself down." She turned over onto her stomach and looked out the viewport afforded to her by her 'goddess' status. "Never again."
She looked up as the door to her quarters chimed. With a sigh, she stretched out with the Force to see who had decided to bother her now. Her face lit up with a smile at the familiar presence. "Come in!" she called out happily as she got up and sat on the bed, smoothing down her hair a bit.
Jagged Fel entered, the slight smile that he wore in stead of an actual grin was in place. When the door closed, he moved to sit beside her. "How're you doing?" he asked.
"Better, now that you're here," she smiled and lay back down again, her head in his lap. "I was afraid you'd gone off back home without saying goodbye."
"You know I won't do that, Jaina," he told her kindly as he let one hand play with the soft strands of her hair. "But...."
She sat up and looked at him, "But what?"
"But I do have to go back, even if it's just for a little while."
"But why? Shawnkyr made it through the battle." Jaina shook her head, "You promised you'd stay if she made it through!"
He sighed, "It's more complicated than that. I know I can trust Shawnkyr to give an accurate report... but I want to be sure it's an accurate report of all sides in this matter. I want the Chiss to lend aid in this, and without a complete picture, I'm afraid they might not do so."
"Then send a transmission." Even as she said it, Jaina knew the idea would not hold water. In the time she'd been able to get to know Jag, he'd been shown to be painfully loyal.
He shook his head. "I have to go myself. If I just send a transmission, they will take that as my belief that things aren't as dire as they are."
"That's crazy! It should tell them just how terrible things are, that you have to stay!"
He lifted a hand to gently stroke her cheek, "I'm sorry. But, it's my duty."
"I understand." She frowned, Yeah, I understand that your precioius 'duty' is more important than us.
He showed that faint smile again and leaned forward, "I know you do, Jaina. That's why I care so much for you."
How could she stay angry when he was acting like this? She sighed again.
He took that sigh as aquiscence, and leaned forward to kiss her. Jaina threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back with all the desperation she felt; the need to feel alive after a battle that had so nearly won her death. Jag was shocked slightly at her fervor, but he did not pull away. In stead, he just held her closer, letting the kiss be his promise that he would return.
Finally they broke apart, and he brushed a tear from her cheek with his thumb. As she opened her mouth to speak, he pressed a finger to it and shook his head slightly. She understood. No more would be said now. He had kissed her farewell, and it was now time for him to leave.
Slowly, he stood from the bed, and headed to her door. He turned slightly to give her another of his hidden-smiles... and then he was gone.
Jaina fell back onto her bed, and grabbed the too-thin pillow to hug against herself. It wasn't fair. Everyone always left, even when they promised they wouldn't, they still left. Anakin left. And... Jacen left. Now Jag had gone too.
Tears spilled from her eyes onto the pillow and bed as she cried herself into a lonely sleep.
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