Jaina-Elessar:

Agorgeous blonde, huh?

Oh yeah, they're so fun to add to fic's, thereby making the plot more intricate!

Urgh! I hate blondes! Wait...I'm blonde...uh...scratch that last comment...lol[/i]

laughs I share your sentiments. Blonde, but, hate most of the others… shifty eyes Mayhap we should limit ourselves and say we hate certain blondes? . And then never fill in people on who they are we hate!! HAH!!!


How the heck can she handle living in a house where she the only one who's not paired off!?

She couldn't. This is why she flees for her sanity… happy coo

She has to go find Zekk!? Wow!

Uhuh. That was the whole point to this.

When she finds him is it going to be like...something majorly dramatic..

Sorta, but, you won't notice it.

…is her heart gonna get broken again?

In a manner of speaking. But then again, does she still have a heart to break?

Ah! You have me wondering! Please update!

Sorry!! I didn't mean to take so long!!

I need to find out what happens!! I'll be checking for an update!

I'm glad. I hope you still are…


By the way, you should check out my story Darkness Rising...I'd like to know what you think.

I did, but, I forgot what I wanted to say about it… goes to double check it and then get back to you

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I must arise now and go about the city
In the streets and the squares
I must seek him whom my soul loves
I sought him but I did not find him
- "Song of Solomon" from the Bible

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Jaina was quiet as she packed her things. There wasn't much. A few pairs of trousers, several shirts, a pair of boots, some socks and underthings. One dress that she had bought in anticipation of a date with Zekk – it didn't have a back. Holostills of her family and one of Kyp and Sanar. They had their arms around each other and even though it wasn't moving, their love was shining in their eyes. She tossed another pair of boots into the small trunk and then dropped onto her bed, her head falling into her hands. She knew what she was doing, but it seemed so hopeless. Zekk had moved on; what hope could a plain, brown-haired girl have of snaring someone like him? She let her hands slide from her face and she stared at them.

They were rough, and the nails were cut short. The cuticles were ragged and her skin had a dark tan. Jaina's eyes filled with tears. What hope did she have winning Zekk's heart? The girl he loved was blonde, fair skinned, and she had beautiful hands. Jaina's eyes overflowed, silent tears falling down her cheeks as her heart broke again. Jacen had spent almost two hours trying to convince Jaina not to go – that Zekk still loved her and would return soon to her side.

He almost convinced her.

But the memories were too sharp; too vivid to be pushed aside.

Jaina suddenly stood, her eyes almost golden with pain and tears. Running to her desk she pulled out a drawer and removed the false bottom. Taking the small flat box from its hiding place, she whispered one word.

"Zekk."

The intricate lock sprang open when she gave the password. A small holopicture lay on the bottom, upside down. Jaina's fingers trembled as she gently lifted the picture from where she had hidden it, months before. The box dropped to the floor unheeded. Turning the picture over, she was greeted by a pair of laughing green eyes and shaggy black hair that she would give her soul to touch.

"Oh Zekk…" Jaina whispered, her tears filling her eyelashes. The picture had been taken right before the War; it was the only picture of Zekk she had.

She shoved it into her pocket and spun around, throwing a pillow into the top of her trunk and slamming the top down. Clipping her lightsaber onto her belt, she hoisted the trunk onto her back and left the room. "I've wasted too much time here already," she muttered as she tried to rationalize her leaving without saying good bye.

Jaina made it all the way to her new Miy'til fighter before she was caught.

"Well, I'll miss you too Jaina. Yeah, I'll be fine, trying to sneak off are you?" Sanar's voice was amused and pointed.

Jaina blushed a little and she let her trunk drop to the ground with a crash. "Sorry," she said, her teeth clamped together in embarrassment as she turned to face Sanar.

"It's okay." Sanar came forward and wrapped her arms around the girl she had cheerfully named her best friend and little sister.

Jaina returned the tight hug, her melancholy mood stunted by her friend's care for her.

Sanar pulled back and looked Jaina straight in the eye. "You had better take care of yourself Goddess, or I swear I'll kill you."

"Even if I'm dead?" Jaina asked wryly.

"Especially if you're dead," Sanar said teasingly. But Jaina knew that Sanar meant it.

"Alright." Jaina conceded softly. She stepped back and almost tripped over her trunk. Sanar burst out laughing and Jaina tried to kick her in the shin.

"Sorry…" Sanar reached down a hand to help Jaina up, but fell over laughing next to Jaina before Jaina could grab her arm. Sanar was rolling on the ground with laughter; literally.

Jaina felt a massive grin curl the corners of her mouth up as she too began to laugh too.

The two girls' laughter shouted over the clearing in the middle of the forest and filtered through the trees.

Kyp could hear them, and a smile appeared on his craggy face. Jacen grinned. "I think my sister is going to be okay," he said, pulling Tenel Ka close.

Kyp shook his head, "I hope so Jacen."

"Hey, the Force'll take care of her." Jacen gave a cocky smirk and steered the quiet Hapen princess towards a speeder. "Now, honey, seriously. I want to do this for you."

"But – Jacen," Tenel Ka objected as she climbed into the speeder. "I do not know if eloping is the right thing..."

Kyp's smile faded as his apprentice and her fiancé left the small outpost and headed into town. He turned and began to walk to the makeshift hanger that had been set up a short distance from their living quarters. He stopped when he reached the fringes of the trees, Sanar was standing still and waving as Jaina's ship lifted off and headed for space.

It wasn't until Jaina's fighter was lost to Force enhanced sight that Sanar finally stopped waving. Her arm dropped to her side and she started staring at her feet. Kyp's smile was bittersweet as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you," he whispered, bending his head down so he could whisper in her ear.

Sanar smiled faintly, her hands covering the arm he had wrapped around her shoulders as she turned her head to look at him. "I love you too," she whispered back.

Kyp's smile lost its bittersweet edge as he gently kissed Sanar's lips.

As Jaina left the atmosphere, she almost choked on a sob as she felt the love that the two had for each other. Not giving herself any time to think, she punched in a set of coordinates and disappeared into hyperspace.