Chapter Nine

Chapter 9

The Solos and the Fels minus Cem were out at the iMillennium Falconi. They were leaving in the afternoon rather then morning and Jag was going to come as well. He had talked Jaina into it but he had to stay out of the apartment and away from where they were going to go dress shopping. Both Jaina's x-wing and Jag's Clawcraft were in the iFalcon'si cargo bay. Everyone said their goodbyes and Syal, Leia, Han, Jaina and Jag boarded the iFalconi. Han Leia and Syal walked into the cockpit while Jaina and Jag walked into the back. They sat down at the dejak board and strapped in their crash webbing.

The two sat silently until they felt the ship lift off. Jaina immediately bounded out of her crash webbing. Not looking back at Jag she ran to the cockpit passing Syal her mother and Jacen on the way. When she noticed the empty seats that had previously been sat in she sat down in the co-pilots chair. She rested her head on the shoulder part of the chair. Jaina used the force to close the door. She turned to her dad and spoke "Dad, I really want to thank you for letting Jag marry me… and letting me marry him."

Han looked up at his daughter. "Jaina, you would have married him with or without my consent. You're too headstrong to let me dictate who you marry or not."

Jaina laughed at this. "Yea you're probably right." She paused, "But having you're consent meant a lot to me. Even if I did marry him and you said no, I would always regret you not agreeing with me or believing in the fact that I icani pick out a good loving wonderful husband."

"Jaina, I trust you. It's Jag I don't trust." Jaina shot him a look that made him quickly add, "I'm warming up to the idea though. I just don't want to loose you."

"Daddy, you'll never loose me you're gaining Jag." This got a chuckle out of Han. "Will anyone ever be good enough?"

"No. But Jag idoesi come close."

"Thank you daddy." She stood up and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

As soon as Jaina stepped back the door swooshed open to reveal Jag and Jacen. "Mom and Syal are looking for you Jaina. They said something about magazines."

"Oh! Yea. I gotta go. Um," She turned to her father directly, "be nice daddy."

Jaina walked out the door and the door closed just as she was out of the way of it's path. "So Fel, have a seat." Han said to a very uncomfortable looking Jag. Han guessed it was not Jag's 'dream' to be stuck in a small room with both Solo men, and in hyperspace for that matter. Jag did as he was told and took Jaina's old seat next to Han. Jacen took the seat behind his father looking Jag. "Well Fel, since you're gonna be part of my family. I figured it was a good idea to have a talk with you." He eyed Jag "you know I don't get along with your father and vice versa but for some reason Jaina liked you. No one will ever be good enough for her," he paused for effect "But you have come the closest."

Jag's face evidently showed relief. Jacen spoke though. "But that doesn't mean you're off the hook for the whole 'if she gets hurt you're dead thing'."

"Yea. I forgot about that. If she gets hurt or if you hurt her, you're dead." Han said.

"Sir I would never hurt your daughter. She means too much to me and I love her too much to ever think about that. I would never ever hurt her intentionally or unintentionally."

"Cut the 'sir' crap. Call me Han," Han said in his usually manner, " if you're gonna be a part of this family." He held out his hand and Jag clasped it shaking it in turn.

"Thank you Han."

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Jaina sat with her mother and Syal flipping through dress magazines to get an idea of what kind of dress she wanted. "That one's nice." Syal commented. It was a traditional white dress with thin straps and intricate beading on the torso. The bottom was covered in lace and silky ribbons that strung across the back of the dress held it together. The veil was simple and held up by a crown of flowers that would sit on a bun on the top of her head.

"I like it and the veil is exactly what I would like but I just want something simple. Not a lot of lace and beading just simple." Jaina said flipping to the next page. There on the page was just the dress she had been looking for. It was a strapless gown and the top was simple Mon Calamarian silk. The bottom flared out slightly at the waist and fell down the sweep the floor. It was made of the same silk but had a simple pattern of flowers along the bottom of the skirt and a think ribbon the strung around the waist to tie in the back as a bow. It wasn't a wedding dress set so it didn't come with a veil giving her free choice over that. "That's perfect." She breathed.

Leia looked over her daughter's shoulder and said "That iisi pretty. What store is it from?"

"Ver-suul's." Syal said turning to the cover of the holo-mag. They've been in business for almost five centuries. They have sold dresses to many famous people."

"I kow some one who bought a dress there. She was one of my best friends on Alderaan." She paused at the memory and sadness came to her face. "They do lovly work."

"We'll have o go there tomorrow and see if they still make it or have it in stock and in your size." Syal said closing the holo mag "In the mean time, lets go make sure the boys aren't tearing each other to pieces.

The three women walked down the hall passing the galley on the way to the cockpit. As they walked past, they heard talking and even laughing. "I'll get this side you get that side. I'll open the door and we attack." Jaina said dead serious drawing her blaster.

"Jaina what in the force are you talking about." Leia said at her daughter.

"Mom seriously. If dad's in there and Jag and possibly Jacen, why would there be laughing and talking and why on top of that is there no yelling? There is someone trying to take over the ship. Who ever is that stupid to make pretend that Jag and Dad are getting along isn't gonna pull off what ever they are trying to achieve." She raised an eyebrow.

"Jaina sweetheart," Syal said, "is it possible…. That Jagged and your father are actually getting along?" she paused and Jaina cocked her head to the side in thought.

"I guess but its very unlikely. Like 1 in 50 percent chance. I would want proof." Leia hit the door button and it slid open to reveal Jag, Han, and Jacen cooking.

"You want proof?" Leia laughed. She turned to Han and Jag and Jacen. "Whose supervising this cooking experiment. Remember ilasti time Han?" Both Jacen and Han who were standing on either side of Jag pointed to the young man between them.

Jaina walked over to her father and Jag and put her hand on their foreheads. "Are you two feeling alright?"

"Yea." Han said taking his daughter's hand off his head "Why is so hard to believe were cooking and getting along?"

"Think about what you just said and get back to me." Leia said. "The three of you cooking… and the Falcon hasn't exploded, that's number one and getting along, number two."

"Well dinner's at 1800, then we have about two hours till we land." Han turned back to his bowl that he was stirring.

Leia hit the door close button and the girls walked to the cockpit. "That will be interesting."

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