"Come on Jaina! You can't look that bad. There's no way you could look worse then me!" Jag said to the closed door of the ships fresher.
"Yes I can! You haven't seen what I look like." Jaina argued back.
"That's because you wont let me! Come on Jaina, you haven't seen my either. Arrg…Jaina--" he groaned leaning up against the fresher door. Jaina opened the door and jag went flying backwards landing on his back and hitting his head. He looked up to see a petite red head with vibrant blue eyes look back at him.
Jaina knelt down next to him try hard not to laugh. " I'm sorry." She choked out between giggles.
"No your not." He said rubbing his head. "See you don't look bad at all. You look like your aunt, except your eyes. You have your uncles eyes."
"Yea, I know." She said unconsciously running her fingers through her newly colored hair. "I think wedge did this on purpose." When he gave her a confused look she explained, "You know, make me a cross between Luke and Mara. It'll give him something to laugh about."
"You look beautiful. Don't worry about it." He said standing up. She could feel her checks warming, so she turned around but before she could get out of the fresher Jag grabbed her and kissed her. She rapped her arms around his neck, and could feel his tongue gently pry her mouth open. She completely fell into the kiss, when she felt his tongue in her mouth, running her hands through his sandy brown hair.
"Mmm. What was that for?" she asked with her eyes still closed when they finally pulled apart.
"What? A husband needs a reason to kiss his wife?" When she opened her eyes she looked into his and could see the passion and desire that burned in her.
"No", she said before pulling him down for another kiss.
Jag woke in the uncomfortable sitting position of the co-pilots seat, to the incessant beeping of the hyperdrive. He watched in silence as Jaina began the process for real space entry.
"Are you just going to sit there and watch me all day?" she asked not even looking up from the control board.
"Why not? Your not going to let me fly any way."
"You have a point" she said smiling, "Coming back to real space…now" she pulled back on the lever and the ship vibrated as it reverted back to real space.
After a few moments static filled the cockpit and the annoyed voice of space traffic control came on. "This is Corellian control, please state your name and reason for being here."
Jaina clicked the comm., " This is the…Sapphire Dent, and we've got an apartment here…"
After a few minutes of arguing Jaina was headed towards Docking bay 32G were she had received permission to land.
"Sapphire Dent?"
"Shut up! It was all I could think of at the spur of the moment. Just like wedge to give us an unnamed ship." She mumbled
Jag just shook his head and sighed /this is going to be a long trip./
"Oh stop wallowing in self pity and help me land this bucket of bolts."
Chuckling he couldn't help put think of how mush she just sounded like Han Solo.
Jag and Jaina collected their supplies and few belongings they had. They made sure every thing was shut off before the exited the ship. Jag locked it up and they headed over to the long line for security. After standing in line for almost an hour and a half they were both exhausted from the long trip there and then waiting in line. They finally made it to a security guard that seemed just as agitated as them.
"Reason for being here?" He asked roughly throwing their bags threw the scanner. As he reached for a bag Jaina was holding she pulled back. "Listen lady I gotta check ALL the bags." He put emphasis and the word all and grabbing for her bag again.
"You don't need to see this bag." She said with a small wave of her hand.
"I don't need to see this bag." Turning back to Jag he asked for there Ids.
/Gods that was to kriffin close. If he had found my lightsaber the whole mission would be over before it started./
"All right. Every thing checks out. Welcome home Mr. and Mrs. Vestre." He said waving them through.
Jaina smiled when he said Mr. and Mrs.
/I could get used to this./
/Don't get to comfortable, it's just pretend remember/
/KYP! GET. OUT. OF. MY. HEAD/
/All right, all right. I have to tell you something though./
/K. Well tell me./
/Oh, right, Iella wants you to cut your self off from the force./
/What? Why/
/Iella's been getting some reports saying that some possible dark jedi are aiding the brigade./
/Great! Just what I need/
/Better safe then sorry./
/yea, yea, yea./
"Jai—ur Brin?"
"Huh"
"Hover taxi is waiting."
"Oh right, sorry."
/Gotta go Kyp./
/I know. Be careful/
/I will. Nothing better happen to my squadron. Take care Kyp./
/ I will/
With that she cut her self off from the force and involuntarily shivered in Jags arms as the taxi took off.
" Are you all right?"
"Hum? Oh, yea, I'm fine. I was just um… "going over" a conversation I had with Kyp."
"Ah. Okay." He gave her a look that meant they'd talk about it later.
Jaina nodded and snuggles closer. "Are you sure your okay?"
"Yea, I just want to go home."
"I know sweetheart, we'll be there in a few minutes."
She looked up at him with an odd look on her face.
"What?" He asked a little worried.
"You've never called me that before." She smiled "I like it."
He smiled, something reserved only for her. /I could get used to this hole married thing./ He thought as the hover taxi when zooming through the streets of Corellia to their new home.
Twenty minutes later the hover taxi pulled up to a massive building on the Correllian Crystal Beach.
"Wow." Jaina breathed
"Yea, no kidding."
As Jaina and Jag walked down the corridor they couldn't help but notice the intricate detail to the designs through out the building. The whole building right done to the molding was done with a Corellian renaissance feel. When they walked into their apartment they were no less impressed. The entry way opened up to a sitting area with a 2 hover chairs, a love seat and a sofa. The sitting room opened up into an impressive kitchen. There were to doors leading off into a spacious bedroom and office.
As Jag checked the rooms for bugs or listening devices, Jaina unpacked there few belongings, and placing them in the appropriate places. As she looked at a holo of Anakin, that she brought everywhere with her, Jag came up behind her and put his arms around her tiny waist. She jumped slightly at the touch and turned around in his arms.
"Are you all right? I thought it was impossible to sneak up on a Jedi."
"Yea, I'm fine, I guess."
"You sure? You've been acting weird sense we left the spaceport."
"Yea, I suppose I should tell you." She said almost to her self. "When we were going through security Kyp contacted me." When he gave her a confused look she just pointed to her head and went on. " Iella got a report saying that some possible dark Jedi are aiding the Peace Brigade."
"What? How is that possible? I thought that the Peace Brigade was turning in any Jedi."
"Don't know. I guess . . . I don't know. But anyway, Iella wants me, well wanted me, to cut myself off from the Force. You know better safe then sorry, I suppose. I guess she just worried about them sensing my presence. It seems to me that it would be easier just to block my presence, but she's the boss. It's just . . . it just feels weird."
Not knowing what to do he just held her. After a few minutes he said, "Come on sweetie, let's go to bed."
She looked up at him with an amused glance. He mentally hit himself when he realized the meaning of his words.
"Bed huh?" she asked with a grin.
Instead of answering he just picked he up and carried her to the bed room."
Jaina woke in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. She had again dreamed of that fateful mission to Myrkr. When she realized that she not alone she rolled over to the peaceful face of Jag that only came with sleep. She moved, his long shaggy brown hair, out of his face. As her fingertips run across his forehead his eyes shot open, but instead of his icy green that she loved to lose her self in, a deep misty grey replaced them.
"Mmm, hey." He said still half asleep.
"Hey yourself."
"Are you all right?" He asked pushing her hair back from her sweaty brow, and she smiled at the touch. She loved being able to wake up in Jag's arms, and that took away the pain that had haunted her sense Myrkr. Well most of the pain anyway.
"I am now." She said snuggling closer, putting her head on his bear chest.
He put his two fingers beneath her chin and gently raised her head, chaptering her lips in a passionate kiss, remembering the events of the previous night. He rolled over on top of her pulling her closer, if possible, as the door comm. rang.
"Great!" Jag breathed into the kiss.
She smiled and pulled away from him. At seeing the betrayed look on his face, she tried hard not to laugh. "Jag, we need to get that." She said between giggles.
"No we don't." he said simply pulling her back to him.
"Oh no you don't." And with that she used all her strength and pushed him off of her and began searching for something to put on. She pulled on a pair of black sweat pants and a grey tank top. She stepped out in to the other room pulling her hair back before answering the door.
When she the door a tall blond man stood smiling at her.
"Hi uh . . . May I help you?" She asked uncertainly.
With a deep mystifying voice he replied, "Hello I'm Ferion Sybillous. You must be Brin."
"Yes . . ." She said as he leaned over and kissed her hand. "Um . . . would you like to come in?"
"Yes, thank you." He said as she stepped aside to allow him in. "Your apartment is wonderful, Iella really out did her self."
"Yea, she did." She replied absentmindedly. "Make your self at home, I'll be right back, I'm just going to go change and drag Mr. lazy out of bed."
"Take your time, I'm in no hurry."
She tipped her in thanks and walked back into the bed room to find Jag back asleep. She sighed and just watched for a minute. "Jag. Jag, come on." She said walking over to him and started pushing on his shoulder. "Jag!"
"Mmm. Just 5—more minutes mom."
"One: Get up NOW! We have company. Two: I am NOT your mother." Jaina said while gathering her clothes. "Jag, come on, your starting at act like Jacen." As soon as the words left her mouth she felt a pang of sadness knowing that she'd never be able to drag him out of the bed again, never see him sleep,never-
/Stop it Jay. Stop it. He's gone and there's nothing you can do about it./
"Go away Jaya, it's still early." Jag's comment brought Jaina back to the current situation.
"Jag" she growled now starting to get really annoyed. "Jag its 0900, and our contact is here. We HAVE to work now." She put emphasis on the word have. Now fully dressed, in an olive green sleeveless jump suit and neigh length black boots, she did the only other thing she could think of to wake him up. She kissed him.
When she pulled away she was surprised to find his arms around her waist. She pulled back to see his eyes fully open and trained at her. "Cheater." He mumbled, she just smiled before crossing the room and slinging her belt around her hips and placing her blaster in its holster.
She walked back into the sitting room to see Ferion Sybillous sitting patiently on the hover couch.
"Sorry it took me so long. J--Cal is . . . stubborn to say the least."
"It's perfectly understandable. I'm sure the two of you were tired after your flight. And I'm sure the two of you had much to um…talk about."
She blushed at the comment and looked down at her feet. /Shavit! Does every one in the Galaxy know about us/
He either didn't see her or chose not to comment on it because he went on. "I assume that Iella briefed you before you left?"
"Yea, she and Wedge both did." Jag said leaning on the doorframe. "Hi, I'm Cal by the way." He said walking over to him and sticking his hand out.
"Ferion. Ferion Sybillous." He said standing up an shaking Jag's hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Like whys. So . . ." Cal said sitting down next to Brin. "When do we start?"
"I'll be taking you to a nightclub tonight. It's one of the Peace Brigades favorite hangouts. From there I'll introduce you to some of the head honchos, and from there on we take it as it comes. I'll be back around 2100 to pick you up." With that he stood up and walked out the door.
"Well he's friendly." Jag said sarcastically.
"Yea Friendly." Jaina said just as sarcastically, "So . . we have what? Eleven hours to do what ever we want?"
"I like the way you think."
Mon Cal
"Come on guys! None of us have had a real vacation in at least 10 years!"
Han was pacing back and forth in the Skywalker's apartment trying to convince Luke, Mara, and Leia into getting away for a few days.
"Han were in a war here incase you didn't notice!" Leia yelled from the kitchen.
"Come on! The Vong haven't done anything for weeks. Even Wedge wishes he and Iella could get away for a few days."
"He does have a point you know. I mean none of us ARE in the military." Mara began carefully.
"I always knew I liked you Jade."
"Your not going to give up till we say yes, are you?" Luke asked looking up from his datapad.
" Nope."
"Your just as stubborn as your daughter."
"I always said she was a smart girl."
"All right Han listen. We'll go for a few days, AS long as there's nothing going on and Wedge doesn't need us. AND if anything, ANYTHING goes wrong we come back."
Leia and Mara stood there with their mouths hanging open, "You mean your actually going along with this crazy plan!" Leia asked amazed.
"Well he has a point. This war has taken a lot out of everybody, even the military gets days off." He said with that Jedi master calm and went back to studying his datapad.
"Wow! The great Jedi Master taking a vacation. I never thought I'd see the day." Mara said still looking slightly confused.
"See everyone just needs a little down time. I'll prep the Falcon and we'll leave in the morning."
End Chapter 2