A/N: I don't own Star Wars, only this plot. Have fun reading it.
Mara awoke the next morning early, only to find a passed-out Jedi Master beside her in bed. Black sheets were tangled around his and her bodys', silently taunting her of their actions held the night before. She blushed furiously, as she began to gather the trail of clothing that led out of the bedroom and into the hall. Quickly she dressed as she tried to terminate any evidence of their "actions".
Quietly, she slipped out of the back door, as to not be seen. Trotting along the paved path to her apartment, Mara tried to think of anything except him. Anything at all,... anything... but it was no use. He was all she could think about now, now that she had given him something so precious to her. No, she would not think those thoughts. Mara had every chance to back out if she wanted to.
Stepping into her apartment, she was barely able to make it to her bed before she began to sob. Looking up, she managed to see the picture of Calista she had dug out for the funeral. Digging around on the table before her, she managed to find an unburnt candle and a match. Lighting the candle, Mara watched the flame dance upon the wax as if it were alive. She stayed like that, watching the candle melt while crying, until the candle was fully demolished to the point where only a puddle of wax lay.
She had run into Skywalker several times and nothing was brought up on the subject of that night. But about two days after the funeral, Luke finally spoke.
" Mara, about the other night. Did I do anything stupid or embarrassing while you were there?" she shrugged and looked at him.
" Define stupid or embarrassing." he looked around them before answering.
" Like dance on a table in a skirt or start rambling on about cheese."
" Nope. No table dancing or cheese talking. You're pretty much home free, Farmboy." his eyes widened.
" Pretty much?" Mara had only been telling slightly the truth so far, and thus continued.
"You were pretty disturbing when you were seriously drunk." Luke sighed and sagged against the wall that he leaned on.
" What happened that night? I mean, all I remember up to is dancing around the room." So he didn't know.
" Well you just passed out after that and I left." Skywalker nodded, as if in understanding.
" Thank you, for everything, Mara." he stood and left the room, leaving Mara alone in thought.
A/N: R and R please