skywalker64089- I guess we'll just have to see what mommy and daddy's reactions will be!

DreamingIce- Thanks!

chimpo- So, you agree that daddy won't be so happy at who is daughter decided to have a sleepover with?

InsaneJediGirl- No, he isn't really woman hopping, but rather being a normal teenage boy. In real life, teens don't like one person and then end up marrying them like in books and movies.

annonymous- hehe. He needs to run far and fast!

Melissa- Yes, let the fun begin.

So, I know it's been over a month since I last updated and I'm really sorry about that. School and life has been really crazy lately though.

Chapter 27

The next morning Wedge Antilles woke early to fix his family a traditional Corellian breakfast. But it wasn't long before the sounds of clanging pots and pans awoke both his wife and youngest daughter.

Yawning, Iella threw her arm around twelve year old Myri and steered her daughter towards the kitchen. "Come on baby, we better help your father out before he blows up our home."

The girl grinned as she walked into the kitchen, which was already blackened by smoke. "Do you need some help there, Daddy?"

"Thanks Ri but Daddy's got it under control," Wedge said through clenched teeth. "I don't understand how I could have spent all my years helping to destroy Death Stars and being the commanding officer of men like Wes Janson but I can't manage to cook my family a simple breakfast."

"Wedge my darling, you have many talents, but I'm afraid cooking just isn't one of them," his wife said with a wicked grin. "Here, let me help."

"Fine," he muttered as he slid over to let his wife get to the burning food. "Myri, could you do me a favor and go wake up your sister. Tell her breakfast is almost ready."

"How could Syal possibly have slept through all of that noise you were making?" Myri commented.

"I think she had a late night. She was still up doing some research on Ewok mating customs for her school report when I went to bed."

"That definitely doesn't sound like my sister," Myri said as she walked down the hall. Knocking softly on Syal's door, she waited to hear the sound of her voice telling her to enter. But it seemed that Syal must still have been asleep. "Hey, wake up," she called before opening up the door a crack. What she saw made her stop in her tracks.

Her sister was still asleep- in the arms of Valin Horn! Backing up slowly, Myri shut the door behind her. "Uh, Dad. I think Syal is a little busy at the moment."

"Nonsense. Is she still working on her paper? Never mind, I'll go wake her up." Wedge left the kitchen and walked towards the door that Myri was guarding.

"Seriously Dad, you might not want to go in there."

"Myri, move out of the way before I get angry."

"Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Giving his daughter a funny look, Wedge opened the door. What he saw was his "innocent" baby girl lying in bed with his best friend's son. Fuming with anger, Wedge threw the door all the way open and yelled, "Syal Karyn Antilles, get up this instant!"

Both Valin and Syal bolted awake at the same time. Glancing at each other, they knew they were in big trouble.

"Daddy, this isn't what it looks like," Syal explained while disengaging herself from Valin's body.

"Myri, go ahead and start eating with your mother. I need to have a talk with these two." Wedge closed the door and stepped into Syal's room. "What do you two think you were doing?"

"Mr. Antilles, it isn't-"

"Valin, stop. You are my best friend's son, but if you got my daughter pregnant, I swear-"

"Daddy, I'm not pregnant!"

"Syal, how would you know? You're only fifteen! And you- do your parents know you're here?"

Valin shook his head no.

"Iella!" Wedge called out. "Could you come in here?" A moment later his wife was standing next to him, just as shocked by the sight in front of her as he was. "Call the Horns for me, will you. Tell them I'm about to kill their son."

"Now Wedge, be reasonable. Have you heard their side of the story?" Iella questioned her husband.

"I am being reasonable! And I don't need to hear their side of the story to know what happened. I was a teenager once too!"

"Exactly sweetheart, and from what you told me, you and Mirax weren't much older than this when you two first experimented-"

"You and my mom!" Valin exclaimed. "Eeww. I really didn't need to know that."

Wedge shot Valin a glare that shut him up real quick. "I wasn't fifteen years old!"

"No, but she was." Walking towards her daughter, Iella put her arms around her. "Are you okay, baby? Your father is right. I do think you're to young to handle the responsibilities of an intimate relationship."

Syal was just sitting on her bed, dumbfounded. Her parents were insane! "Mom, Dad. Valin and I didn't have sex. We never have. In fact, I had never even been kissed until last night! We just stayed up late talking and then fell asleep. That's all."

Both of her parents just stood there. They had made idiots of themselves for no reason! "Oh," they responded simultaneously.

Valin stood up and gave Wedge a wary glance. "I think I need to go now."

"Yeah, I think you should too," he said. "Do you want me to give your father a call and explain to him what happened?"

"No, sir. I think if I'm old enough to be spending the night at my girlfriend's house, I should be old enough to take responsibility for my actions. Thanks anyway though." Then Valin walked out of Syal's room and left the Antilles home to go come clean to his parents.

Jaina woke up in a strange bed in an unfamiliar place. It took her several moments to realize where she was: the home of Ryoo Daltame. She had stayed up nearly all night talking with Ryoo and Layne; learning about the family she never knew.

Pushing off the heavy comforter, Jaina stood and walked over to the small desk that was next to the door of the guest bedroom. On the desk was a holograph of a seemingly happy family. There were two older people, a woman who appeared to be about thirty, another younger woman, and two little girls. Jaina assumed that the dark hared girl must have been Ryoo. Which meant that the young woman was probably…

"That's her," a voice said from the doorway.

"Padme?" Jaina questioned as she turned to look at pretty brunette Layne.

The other girl nodded her head. "She was pretty, wasn't she?"

Jaina nodded this time. "I wish I could have known her."

"Me too. My mom said she was a really great aunt. You look kind of like her actually."

"You think so?" Jaina asked. "Nah, she's a lot prettier."

"You have her eyes. And her hair."

Jaina glanced at the old holo again. Layne was right- she did look a little bit like her grandmother. The thought made Jaina swell a bit with pride. "You should see my mother. She is definitely Padme's daughter." That statement caused another thought to dawn on her. "You and your mother should meet my family. My uncle Luke as been searching for any clue to who his mother was for years."

Layne took a step back. "I don't know Jaina. My mom has had a pretty hard life."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the fact that my mother has lost everyone close to her. Meeting a bunch of new people claiming to be her family might be too much for her."

"If you don't mind my asking, what happened to the rest of your family?"

Layne was quiet for several moments before she sat down on the guest bed. "When my mother was only sixteen she went away to school. It was a very exciting time for her; she wanted to be a politician like her late aunt. Everything was great at school, but then she left to go home for her semester break. When she got there, she found her grandparents, mother, and sister all murdered."

Jaina gasped. "Does anyone know what happened?"

Layne shook her head slowly. "There were never any leads."

"That's terrible. I'm sorry."

"But maybe you're right. I could talk to her about going to meet your family."

"Thanks," Jaina said. "That would be nice."

Reviews are always appreciated! I'll try to not wait another month before I update again!