"I can't wait to finally see them!" Jaina said excitedly. "Please try not to piss anyone off."

"That, I can't promise," Jag replied.

They walked into the apartment. "Uncle Luke, they're on thier way," Jaina called to her uncle.

"Okay, c'mon. Let's walk around to the space hangar," He said.

As soon as they arrived at the hangar, Jaina got butterflies in her stomach. The party walked over to where the Milleneum Falcon stood. Jaina saw the farmiliar scene of her family and rushed over to greet them.

"I'm so happy to see you all," She stated warmly as her eyes moistened. She caught the sight of the dark-skinned, brown-haired Stryder and hugged her, too. Then, much to her surprise, she even hugged Chewbacca as well. "I've missed you all, even you Chewie, so much, words can't describe the grief you've put me through." Then she saw Jag standing to the side, looking around awkwardly. She walked over to him and took his hand. "Everyone, you remeber Jag," She recited politely. He came forward and shook everybody's hand, even General Solo's.

Han took it and planted a fake smile on his face. "Yeah, we remeber," He said through nearly-clenched teeth.

"Let's get back to the apartment," Leia said, trying to distract Han.

As soon as they reached toe hotel, everyone made thier way to the top of the building.

"No matter what, you must be polite," Leia whispered to her husband. "This is our daughter."

"Ha, the exact reason I'd rather not be polite to this guy," He mumbled.

At long last, the party reached the apartment. The guests looked around in amazement.

"The place looks magnificent! I'm certainly impressed, Luke," Leia said in astonishment. Stryder nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure you all are tired. Just relax and I'll start supper," Luke said.

"I'll help you," Han offered.

"I guess I'll be going," Jag stated.

You bet you will, Han thought. It'd be best if you didn't come back, either, wiseguy. Leia flashed him a stern look.

"No, no. Please stay. For me?" Jaina pleaded.

"Really?" He asked unsurely.

No, Hand thought.

"Yes." She stood and wlked over to him. "Let's go outside. C'mon"

Han sighed. "Great. Does anyone have a microphone or something?"

"Han, no." Leia said. "Let them talk."

"I don't trust him. He's just not right for her."

"She loves him and wants to be with him."

"How does she know what she wants?"

"She's not a little girl anymore, Han."

"So? If that airhead thinks he's gonna put the moves on my daughter..."

"What, would you like her to have an arranged marriage?"

"Who's talking about marriage? I hardly think she's ready to be married. She's eighteen."

"Nearly nineteen. And besides, you scoundrel, what do you think my father would think about you?"

He looked downward. "It's different," He repled defiantly.

"No, it's not."

"Jaina, you need time with her family, not me." Jag said.

"They'll get used to you," She argued. "You have to stay. Master Braun can stay, too. My father's a great cook."

He looked undecided. "Are you sure he won't put some poison pepper in my dinner?" He asked.

"Jag," Jaina was persistent.

"Well, can you persuede me?" He questioned.

Once again, she replied only with, "Jag."

"I know, I know. Daddy dearest might shoot me if he caught us kissing. Or, much worse, he might get the Wookiee to do the job," He replied. Jaina chuckled.

During dinner, Jag hardly touched his supper. Han eyed him over his plate of food. "What's the matter, son, don't care for my cooking?" Han asked.

"Uh, no, well, yes, it's fabulous, General Solo, sir," He replied nervously.

Still not satisfied, Han went back to his dinner. He tryed to figure out a way to make Jag crack like an egg. He could plainly sense his fear. "So, how many romantic relationships have you been involved in, my boy?" He interrogated.

"One."

"Really? Is this girl nice?"

"Dad, ix-nay,"Jaina demanded.

"Absolutely majestic," He replied truthfully.She blushed slightly.

Han thought seriously for a moment. Then, it was as if a lightbulb went off in his head. "Do you think of her in intimate ways, Jag?"

"Han, that's enough!" Leia said strictly. Stryder just continued eating like she'd known something like this was going to occur.

"Sometimes," He said honestly. This made Jaina turn red with emabarrassment, and it made her father turn red with anger. He decided to get straight to the point. "How do you feel about my daughter?" He queried.

No one said a thing. The room was bathed in silence, and nobody objected to it. Oh, gods. This is a trap, Jag fretted. Oh, well, This is as good a time as any. He suddenly felt an amazing wave of courage sweep over him. He put his fork down and wiped his mouth. Jag sat erect and started to explain. Everyone listened intently. "Sir, your daughter is the greatest and most wonderful thing in my life, and I've truly loved her scince I first laid eyes on her. I wake each morning and she first thing I think about is Jaina. 'Will I see her today? What will we do?' I question myself. I often find myself daydreaming about her. I would, without question, stand by Jaina's side during anything. I also would gladly take my life to spare hers, or if it'd only make her happy. I love your daughter with evey meter of my heart, my soul, my mind, body, spirit. Every inch of me is completely consumed in her. I'm in a very tight and awkward situation right now, and I hope no one will think of me as cowardly if I retreat to my part of the building." He finished, and then started to walk out the door.

"Jag, wait!" Jaina said as she stepped over to him.

"I'm sorry, Jaina, but I have to go before anyoneslaughters me. One last kiss, though." He drew her close, and dipped low, as if they were dancing the tango, and this was the grande finale. He then kissed her tenderly, yet dramatically, as if to show someone off. "I love you," He whispered sweetly in Jaina's ear. Jag bid goodbye as he exited the apartment. Jaina embarrassedly wiped her mouth, sat back down, and resumed eating, making eye contact with no one.

"That's my cue. Thank you for dinner. It was, er, eventful. Adeu," Master Braun said, and he went out to follow Jag.

"Oh, I hope you're happy, you big nerf!" Leia yelled at Han. She stormed off to the guest room.

"Leia!" He called while following her.

"Roooaaaaarrw," Chewie said in disgust. He put his head in his left hand.

"Come on," Jaina whispered to Stryder. They filed into Jaina's room.

With nothing left to do, Luke sighed, and He and Chewie started to clear the leftover dinner dishes.