She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else


Jacen Solo grinned across the table in his parents' appartment at Tiler, wondering if he was really sitting there. Sure he and Tenel Ka had always had a certain connection, and she'd been his first crush...but he had known that he could never be with her, especially since she became the Queen Mother of the Hapes Cluster. It just wasn't a smart thing to do, being married into that family. And it wasn't that Tenel ka was a bad person, but ruling 63 worlds was something Jacen would never be able to comfortably aid in.

But here he was, sitting across from a girl he probably wouldn't have met unless he had gone on that walk. And in his eyes, she also happened to be rather good looking, along with having a nice personality. True, he'd only met her a few days ago, yet he almost felt like he'd known her all his life.

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more


Her thoughts were lost from the table, instead traveling vast distances through space. She heard the sounds around her, but didn't actually hear the words. On the other three nights she'd had dinner with the Solo family, another girl, blonde with green eyes, had also been present. Tiler had gotten to know Tahiri well enough to consider her a friend and to be comfortable around her.

But Tahiri was off somewhere else that night, though Tiler had no clue where it was. So instead she was resigned to spending the evening here trying not to end up feeling too uncomfortable in knowing that she was being watched rather closely by Jacen Solo. His parents were nice enough, of course, but it was a hard thing to be easy going when the object of her new obsession was watching her very closely. All she needed was to be known as a jynx and she'd be lost forever.

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved


Object of obsession... Was she really obsessing over Jacen? Sure, he was nice and everything, but a person such as him surely must have a girlfriend, at the very least. Or maybe she was just a naïve girl from an out-of-way planet that still held planet-wide superstitions and grudges. Yet it had always seemed so different back home.

Home. Tiler didn't even know if she could call it as much any more, considering what had been part of the goings on there. It probably would be smarter not to associate herself with the planet, even if it was a lie. It would be the first lie Tiler had told, and on top of that it had a reason behind it. Silently, Tiler continued eating her dinner, not noticing that she'd speared her roll, not her nerf steak.

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore


Jacen watched Tiler skewer her roll on her fork, a slight frown crossing his features. Watching her facial expressions told him enough to know that she was lost in thought, and it obviously was very close to home. Half of him wondered if he should say something, but then again, she might get embarrassed if he pointed out she was in la-la land.

Dinner finished without event, and that left the family waiting on Tahiri's return to the appartment. In some odd way, it almost was like Tahiri had always been expected to become part of the family. Now that Anakin was gone, it appeared that Jacen's parents were treating Tahiri not quite like a one-time girlfriend, but almost as if she'd been widowed. And now that Jacen had met Tiler, it almost appeared to be the same way with her. His parents had been able to get her a permenant place within Starfighter Command's buildings, and life had continued.

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want


Post-dinner activities were not really anything much. Han and Leia were talking in the living room with a recently-returned Tahiri. Jacen was off somewhere in the appartment, leaving Tiler to go out on the small balcony-type attachment outside the Solo quarters. She sat down crosslegged by the edge, watching the people milling around below.

Vaguely aware of the sliding doors opening behind her, Tiler stared for a moment at a mother and her young child as they skipped down the street, the little girl's giggles easily heard even at the distance. What would Tiler have given to have an experience like that when she was younger? Probably a lot more than most might think. Next to her, she was suddenly very aware of Jacen's presence moving to sit down in much the same position as herself.

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved


"What's wrong?" Jacen asked her, noticing her odd expression as she watched the people below. He had wondered about her history the moment he'd met her, but he had never really thought about it in great detail. Now that he had a chance to actually perform the task, he was faced with getting it out of Tiler, if he could.

However, he didn't expect to see what he saw next. In the haze of post-sunset light, a refraction of the light came off one narrow point on her cheek, showing plainly the tearstreak there. Not quite sure what to do, Jacen sat in silence for a few moments. Finally, something inside him snapped. He reached over to Tiler and pulled her into a hug, all the while not entirely sure why he was doing what he was doing. But he received no resistance or struggle, so he only assumed he was doing the right thing. It felt so...right to be sitting here with her, yet at the same time so new. All Jacen had to do now was figure out what the sith he was going to do after this.

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls