Chapter 3
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Jaina muttered, red with embarrassment," Great way to impress my boyfriend's parents."
Even if the statement wasn't meant for her to hear, Syal couldn't help herself. She decided to hold her curiosity for a while, and ask her brother about it. This girl impressed her, she was able to melt the self-imposed, ice barriers her son had put around himself. She also needed to ask her brother the girl's name. It was obvious she was a pilot. Considering the flight suit and the x-wing. She wondered the level of their relationship. Maybe they were going to get married and give her grandchildren. She could picture the wedding. It was going to be in the frozen countryside of Csillia, the place filled with ice statues, every corner adorned with frost lilies from her orchard…
Her musings were interrupted by the sound of children laughing.
Behind a freighter to her right, a man appeared. He was wearing a black cloak, with what appeared to be bright yellow landing markings. A colorful flightsuit was visible under the cloak. He was running in zigzag with what seemed to be two young girls in his back. They were both wearing dresses with a Corellian cut. The older girl's was a green shade, while the younger's was a light blue shade.
When they spotted the group, both girls jumped off the man's back and ran towards her brother.
"Daddy! Look what Uncle Wes gave to us," the younger girl showed a mini stuffed ewok.
"Wes Janson, stop corrupting my daughters," Wedge glared at the silly man who grinned in response.
"Yub, yub, General," he was chorused by the girls.
"Yub, yub, daddy."
She instantly fell in love with the two little girls. And turned expecting to her brother.
As if sensing her gaze. Her brother turned to her, "Syal, Myri, I want to introduce you to someone," he took a deep breath," Girls, this is my sister Syal. She is Jag's mom."
Both curious gazes turned to her, walking to her. She kneeled to their level and smiled. Making Syal and Myri smile in return.
"You know, my name is Syal too," the older girl started talking about how her father told her how they named her, while Myri went directly to Soontir.
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Soontir Fel was happy to see his wife this happy, even if it was because she was seeing her good for nothing brother.
He felt a tug in his left leg and turned to see one of the girls holding her arms up. She reminded him of his youngest daughter, Zena, when she was her age. He succumbed to the innocent eyes and lifted her.
"Hello, my name is Myri, what's yours? Are you cousin Jag's daddy? Why are you so serious? Do you like my dress; mommy bought it when she went to Corellia? Is that your ship? Can I see it? Will you help daddy fight the meanies? Where's your house? Can I go? What do you have here? Can I have it? Do you know how to pilot? Will you teach me? Do you like Kettch? Can you give me a ride? Why do you have green eyes? I have brown. Why do you have black hair? What does this mean? Can you play with your data pad? Are you a soldier like daddy? Do you have a blaster? Do you have a lightsaber? Can you move rocks? Do you have a droid?" Soontir was surprised by Myri's questions. They seemed to be endless. Thanks to the Chiss language training he was able to answers each of her answers.
"Soontir, yes, I'm not, yes, yes, maybe, yes, Csillia, maybe, my data pad, no, yes, maybe, yes, maybe, I don't know, I don't know, the Chiss, no, yes, yes, no, no, many," he turned to see his brother in law grinning at him.
"Congratulations Fel, you're the first to catch all of her questions," he gave Antilles nod, and turned to the woman approaching. She had brown hair, and a black uniform, with the New Republic symbol.
She nodded to them, and turned to Antilles," Wedge, the Falcon is arriving, I talked to Leia, she has good news. They'll arrive here in a minute."
"Good, Iella I don't believe I have introduced you to the family. Syal this is my wife Iella Wessiri Antilles."
Both women smile, and nodded. Almost simultaneously they turned to Soontir and Myri with a raised eyebrow, both smirking.
"I believe that you are Soontir Fel, I see you have met my daughter. She is lovable, isn't she?"
"She got it from her mother," Wedge put an arm around her shoulders," and both girls are going to be just as brilliant as she is. Anyway these are Wes Janson, I'm sure you've heard of him."
Wes bowed and kissed Syal's hand," It is a pleasure, my lady."
Wedge glared at Wes," and the goddess Yun-Harla, commonly known as Colonel Jaina Solo."
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Jaina smiled, trying to hide the tension she was feeling. While Iella arrived both Jaina and Jag climbed down the x-wing. She was relieved when she got a smile from Syal and a calculation look from Soontir; she wasn't really expecting him to be open. Considering how his son first treated her.
Jaina was saved from making any kind of comment when a Corellian freighter entered the hangar. From it she felt the familiar presence of her parents, her brother, Lowie, Tahiri, and Zekk.
She was glad they were back. They had left in an Insider cell-forming mission for two months and she missed them.
The Millenium Falcon landed, and the ramp lowered, revealing her father. Without thinking she ran to him and hugged him. Surprising everyone in the room, it wasn't a daily occurrence when you saw her hugging anyone, not even Jag, she was really secretive about the relationships fearing for them.
"Dad, I miss you so much," she hung to his neck with force, barely containing her tears. She had feared for her family, lately having visions in her dream that always had a fatal end," I'm so glad you're back."
"I'm too, princess," said Han, hugging her back.
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Han was shocked by this show of affection from his daughter.
After she let him go, he scanned the room. Waving to Wedge, Iella, and Wes. Surprised to see Baron Fel between them.
"Solo," Fel nodded coldly.
"Fel," he nodded back.
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I hope you really like it, don't forget to RxR.Remember that even if this story has a little humor, this is drama. So don't really be surprised to need a Kleenex box in the future. It all depends on my mood.