Lyrics:  White Flag by Dido

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

Tired and battle-worn, Jaina Solo walked away from the conference room as quickly as her muscles would allow. It wasn't that speedy, to say the least. The only thought on her mind at that very instant was sleep. Unfortunately, no one else seemed to think that she should be allowed it. Behind her, she could hear footsteps. And then a voice.

"Goddess, could I have a word?"

That would be Jagged Fel. Jaina turned to see him walk up and it was all she could do to maintain a face of uncaring calm. Giving him a hard stare for a few moments, she at last nodded.

"Very well, mortal. You may accompany me to my quarters and then have your word."

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

The moment the door had slid shut behind Jaina, Jag rounded on her.

"What the Kriff did you think you were doing?!"

The sharp tone in which he demanded the answer was enough to spark annoyance into Jaina's tired mind.

"You mean other than saving your butt? I'm sorry, I didn't realize that we bits of Rebel scum weren't allowed to save our fellow squadmates," Jaina shot back, well aware of her tone.

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Jag's blazing green eyes fixed on hers for a minute, as if he were trying to read her mind. Then he threw his hands up and spun on his heal, walking towards the center of the room. He let loose a very exasperated sigh as he turned once more to look at her.

"You don't get it do you?" Jaina opened her mouth to give an angry reply, but Jag continued. "You came back, after everyone told you to go. And while I'm glad you did come back to save my skin, you would've been a lot smarter to just let it go. You don't need to go showing the Vong how to get to you."

His tirade done, Jaina glared at him, anger written in her every feature. Her mind raced through the day's events, most specifically the skirmish they'd just had with the Vong.

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble

"And what would have had me do? Leave you to die? I'm sorry if that's what any Imperial or one of your precious Chiss would've done, but I actually do care about you, okay? Maybe I would've been smarter to let you die, but I didn't want to lose someone else if I could've prevented it." Jaina shook her head, looking away from his face for the first time in the entire argument. When she spoke again, her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible to her own ears. "I'm just so tired of everyone going away... Everyone goes and they leave me to live with that knowledge... I just can't take it anymore. I don't want to lose anyone else."

I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

Jag, who had opened his mouth as she had spoken her 'slander' on the Chiss, clamped his jaw shut abruptly. His face softened as he heard her last remarks. He had lost just Dav and Cher and even though that weighed on him every day, he suddenly realized how little he really understood about what Jaina was going through. Many people had called the Jedi one 'big family'. When one of them fell, the rest of them felt the loss. Jaina had never had a traditional family, being hidden from all the people who had wanted to get her and her siblings when she was younger, but she had none-the-less managed to make the most of what she did have. And then, all by this stupid war, she had lost the most precious members of that family she had to surround herself with.

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Without realizing it, Jag had pulled Jaina into a hug. She was resting her head on his shoulder and for a moment, Jag thought she was just trying to get over what she'd said. Next second, he realized she was crying as her tears bled through his flightsuit. Mentally cursing himself for provoking this reaction from her, Jag rubbed his hand up and down her back, trying his best to soothe her. When she seemed to stop crying, he glanced down at her.

"Jaina...I'm sorry...I shouldn't have made a big deal over it." Jag paused, weighing his next words. Even before he spoke them, he hoped to the stars that Jaina wouldn't get more upset over them. "I don't plan on leaving you, Jaina. I'm not just going to pick up my bags and leave for the Unknown Regions."

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still

Jaina watched Jag's face as he spoke, wishing to wipe her eyes but not moving to do so. She listened to his 'speech', but even so, it was hollow to her. He stopped speaking, a bit abruptly, but stopped none-the-less and that gave Jaina a minute to consider her next words.

"So you're saying that Jasa and Ana planned on getting killed. Glad to know I'm that horrible a sister, Jag," her tone mixed with sarcasm, merely because if it hadn't been she would've been crying again. From the look on Jag's face, he obviously hadn't been meaning to remind her of her brothers.

I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

Han Solo walked down the hallway stride in stride with Kyp Durron. The Jedi Master had agreed, albeit reluctantly, to take him directly to Jaina's quarters. Heaving just come from offworld, he was anxious to know for himself that his daughter was okay. Leia had gone with Wedge and Iella to find out where their quarters were. Though he found it a bit funny that Kyp had seemed reluctant to bring him directly to Jaina, Han brushed it aside. He would deal with it later. Indeed, it was curious but before he could think more on the subject, Han saw that they had stopped. Kyp pressed the door com just to the side of a door panel and waited. Han stood next to him, waiting, but a bit more impatiently. Three seconds later the door was opening. Kyp entered first and Han followed, his eyes taking in the half--it lights. His gaze found his daughter, as he'd expected. However, he hadn't expected in the least who she was with. His mind barely registered that Jagged Fel stood behind Jaina, his arms wrapped around her waist before he shouted his mind for the whole sector to hear.

"What in all of Corellia's hells is going on here?!"

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be