Lyrics: If You're Not the One by Daniel Bedingfield

If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

Jag sighed as he looked out the window of his room. While his squadron was 'happily' resting in the barracks, his father, no wait...General Baron Soontir Fel of the CEDF has ordered him home to see his mother. He'd abruptly closed all form of communication off when Jag had told him about Jaina.

Jaina. How was she doing? Had she already forgotten about him? No, she couldn't have... Jag sighed as he pulled the datacard out of his pocket. On this datacard, and it was a nice thing, was a recorded holoimage of Jaina.

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

His boots, slumped in an unruly pile on the floor, were kicked out of his way in passing. That was something the 'old' Jag never would've done. His boots would've been neatly standing together, as if an officer saluting were standing in them, just past his door. Now they were merely a duo of things in his way. His socked feet allowed him his movement silently around the room, into the hall and half-way down the stairs. Unfortunatley, mothers being mothers, his heard him. Either that, she just knew him too well to think that he'd not come down eventually and that he'd probably be in socks.

"Jagged?" Jag winced slightly as he heard his mother call to him. No doubt she wanted to talk to him over some 'news' his father had surely told her.

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

Instead of verbally replying, Jag walked bedrudgingly into the kitchen. Syal looked up, smiling slightly.

"There you are," she said warmly.

Jag nodded, a bit put out, but none the less took a chair from the dining room table and swung it around to sit in. His mother crossed around the counter and took a chair next to him. Somehow Jag got the feeling that this wouldn't be 'family fun time'.

If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

Syal sighed softly and Jag saw her hands settle and resettle, the only sign of his mother's nerves or unease, if that be what it was.

Finally, she broke the rather awkward silence that was pressing between them. "Jag, I'm not going to try to beat around the subject." She paused to take a breathe, then continued. "Jaina Solo is Han's oldest child, is she not?"

Jag started to nod, then thought better of it, his mind still half on Jaina's holoimage upstares. "Yes, she is."

I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

Syal was silent again, then Jag heard the intake of breath that signified she was going to take say more. "I knew this was going to happen with all of my children when you were born, but I suppose I never thought about how soon it might happen. I want you to know that no matter what your father does or says in referrence to your relationship with Jaina, you shouldn't let it stop you from loving her."

Silence reigned supreme for a moment before Jag reached over and hugged his mother. Syal hugged him until he pulled away and Jag found himself looking down at his mother's face. Suddenly the desire to tell his family, or at least the understanding part of it, everything.

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

"Mother..." Jag began, unsure if he wanted to finish. Syal just waited patiently. "Mother, I want to return to the Known Regions..."

Here he paused again, still unable to voice his intent. Stiffening his resolve at the look from his mother, he plowed on. "I'm going to propose to Jaina when I get back there. It's just..."

'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

But Jag never finished. Before he could elaborate on what he thought his father might say, Syal had him in a bone-breaking hug. They stayed locked in the embrace until they heard a voice clearing behind them. The pair broke apart, not unlike Jaina and he would when they heard footsteps. Jag glanced over his shoulder and saw his father standing there, face unreadable. He opened his mouth to put in a hurried comment, but his father held up a hand.

"No, don't say anything Jag. I had a feeling that's what this was coming to. I can only go off in wonderment as to why you had to choose a Solo, but no matter. Vanguards are stationed here for the next week while we update your fighters, then I've given your squadron a commision back to the Known Regions to help my..." Soontir paused, expression becoming a scowl, "brother-in-law." And with that, he turned and walked away.

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?