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Jag made his way to his uncle's office. He and Jaina had decided that he would go talk to Wedge while she went to see her mother.

Jag knocked on the office door. He heard a muffled, "Come in."

"Hello, Jag," Wedge greeted. He was glaring at a datapad on his desk, "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes, sir- I mean, Uncle Wedge," Jag answered, quickly correcting himself.

Wedge chuckled at Jag's correction, "Something wrong?"

Jag sat down in a chair in front of the desk, "It's Jaina."

"What about her?" Wedge was curious now. It had to be something serious enough to make his nephew this nervous. He had never seen Jag nervous.

"She's pregnant, sir," Jag told him.

Wedge's eyes grew wide. He knew Jaina and Jag were close, but didn't realize they were that close! "Oh?"

"Yes, sir."

Wedge smiled at him, "Congratulations. Does Han know yet?"

"No," Jag shook his head, "I thought I'd tell you first before you received the medical reports for the month."

"And so you would be alive to tell me," Wedge added with a grin.

Jag swallowed. The thought had occurred to him. Of course, Han couldn't accuse him without being a hypocrite himself. Somehow Jag didn't think that was going to help him much.

Wedge opened a bottle of Correlian whiskey and pulled out two glasses. He handed one to Jag, "You look like you need this."
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Jaina gave her father a weak smile as he let her into her parents quarters.

"Is mom around?"

"I'm in here, Jaina," Leia called from the dining area.

"Aeria! Jacen! Come on, let's go! The iFalcon isn't going to fix itself!" Han hollered. Jacen and Aeria appeared. Aeria waved to Jaina as she followed Han out the door.

"You'll be fine," Jacen whispered in her ear and left.

"Wow, that was just like when we were little and you didn't want us to know what you and Uncle Luke were talking about," Jaina commented.

"Yes, it was," Leia agreed. They were quiet for a moment, both thinking back on a time when things were a little simpler, when Anakin was alive.

"Mom, I'm sorry about before," Jaina said quietly, "I shouldn't have left so quickly."

"It was quite a shock," Leia said as they walked into the sitting area. They sat on the couch.

"Mom, why did you do it?" Jaina asked.

"I didn't want to, but I knew it would be too dangerous for your sister to stay with me. I hated giving her up. It was the hardest decision I ever had to make," Leia told her, "and I don't regret it. I wish I could have found her after the war, but I knew that keeping her on the base was out of the question. It was different then than it is now. Now there is someplace safe for children to go. Then there wasn't. Many of the Rebels had families. Some were hidden away, others were killed. I didn't want that to happen to Aeria. I just wished I could have found her at the end."

Jaina nodded. She understood now why Aeria had to be sent away, "Do you think she would have been returned?"

"Yes," Leia said, "I do."

Jaina glanced at her hands in her lap, then asked, "Did you ever think of giving up me or Jacen or Anakin?"

Leia shook her head, "Never."

"I've always had anger for you, Mom. I can't help it. When you sent us away, it hurt so much. I was so afraid I would never see you again. Every time you weren't there when we returned, I feared the worst!" Jaina admitted, tears filling her eyes, "I hated that you weren't there when I needed you."

"I hated sending you and your brothers away, Jaina. Every time it was all I could do to keep from breaking down right there. I was always afraid it would be the last time I ever saw you three," Leia told her daughter, "It killed me every time."

Jaina wiped tears from her eyes, "I'm sorry, Mom. I'm just... I'm afraid."

"Of what, honey?" Leia asked, tucking a strand of Jaina's hair behind her ear.

"That it will happen to me," Jaina took a deep breath, "Mom, I'm pregnant."

"What!" Leia stated, shocked, "Please tell me that this isn't a way to rebel against your mother."

"It's not, Mom. I'm about two weeks pregnant," Jaina told her.

"Does Jag know?" Leia asked. She knew he was the father.

"The first one. He's happy about it," Jaina said.

Leia closed her eyes. She couldn't yell at her daughter. She had done the same thing, "How long have you two been...intamite?"

Jaina blushed, "Um, a few months."

Leia blinked. She hadn't realized what all had been going on with her daughter, "How do you feel about it?"

"Scared to death, but happy," Jaina admitted, "What am I doing to do, Mom?"

Leia hugged her, "First off, you are going to tell your father. I assume Jacen already knows. Next, you and I are going to have a long talk about what you will be going through."

Jaina nodded, "Thanks mom."

"And Jaina? You know you can talk to me whenever you need to. I'm not going anywhere."

"I love you, Mom."

"I love you, too, sweetie."
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Jaina smiled at Jag as she let him into her parents' quarters. Her father had just came back. Jaina had commed Jag to tell him to meet her there.

"Hey," Jaina greeted, "Ready?"

"It's now or never."

"Never isn't an option. They will notice in a few months," Jaina smiled. She took his hand and led him to where her parents were sitting.

"Dad," Jaina began, "we have something to tell you."

"I figured that," Han said wearily. He had a feeling he wasn't going to like this.

Jaina glanced at Jag. He squeezed her hand in support, "I'm pregnant."

Han's eyebrows shot up and his jaw dropped. He wanted to rip that boy's head off! How dare he touch his daughter? That Fel boy had no right! They weren't even married! What were-

Han's train of thought came to an abrupt halt. Aeria. He couldn't punish his daughter because of Aeria. He and Leia had done the same thing.

"Daddy?" Jaina's voice called, breaking through the haze.

Han looked at his daughter. She looked afraid. He stood up and walked over to her, "Do you love him?"

Jaina nodded.

"You okay with this?"

Jaina nodded again. Han hugged her tightly, "That's good enough for me."

Han released her slowly. He turned to Jag, "Come on, Fel. We need to have a little chat."

"Han...," Leia said warningly.

"Relax, I'm just going to talk to him. He'll be getting off easy from what I had to go through with your dad," Han told her.

"Han, he didn't put you in carbonite because of us. He didn't even know I was his daughter," Leia pointed out.

"Minor detail," Han waved his hand dismissively, "Here, I'll leave my blaster here, if it will make you feel better. Just remember though, if we are attacked, I'll be in trouble because I'm not armed."

Leia rolled her eyes as she took the blaster, "I think you'll be fine."

"Fine. Whatever you say. Just remember that if I'm killed by a Vong," Han said, then led Jag out the door.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Jaina. I thought it was strange too."
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Jag glanced at Han, wondering where they were going. Han had led him down many corridors. Jag had never seen this area before.

"Here we are," Han announced as they entered a large room.

"What is this place?" Jag asked, eyeing the room. It was big enough to hold a few small ships. Storage crates were everywhere, covered in dust.

"Just an old storage area. It was probably used for something else years ago," Han told him, "but that's not important. I brought you here so hopefully we won't be found."

Jag gulped, "Why do we not want to be found,sir?"

"I don't want to be interrupted and stop the sir crap. I don't like it."

"Sorry."

"Have a seat, Jag," Han pointed to a crate, "I want to have a word with you."

Jag nodded and sat down.

"I'm not going to kill you, Fel. See, that would make my daughter upset and we can't have that," Han began, "if you hurt her though, I will kill you."

"I would never hurt her," Jag stated.

"Good, cause not only will you have to deal with me, you'll have Luke, Jacen, Leia, Mara, Kyp, everyone after you," Han told him, "You had better love and respect my daughter. If I find out anything otherwise, I'll flat out kill you. ANy questions?"

"None," Jag responded.

"Good. Now, we have to make this look good."

"What look good?" Jag asked, not liking the look his saw in Han's eyes.

"I have a reputation, Fel. I can't just let you walk out of here unscathed. Just tell Jaina you hit your head or something."

"Can't we just say you threatened to kill me?" Jag offered.

"No," Han answered, then started laughing, "I really had you gong there, eh kid?"

Jag laughed nervously, "Yeah, you did."

"Relax," Han said, "truth be told, I always liked you. Come on, let's get out of here before Leia sends out a search party."
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"How did it go?" Jaina asked Jag as soon as they left.

"Pretty well. He just threatened me," Jag waved dismissively.

"Just threatened you?"

"Yeah, told me I better not hurt you, which I never will," Jag told her, kissing her cheek, "How'd it go with your mom?"

"Good. We're doing a lot better," Jaina told him, then asked, "How are we going to tell your family?"

Jag stopped. His father was going to kill him!

"I guess we're going to have to take a trip to Csilla," Jag looked at her, "You don't have to come."

"No, Jag, we're in this together. What's the worst that could happen?"

Jag didn't answer her. He didn't want to think about it at all.
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"Nothing?" Leia said surprised after Han told her about the talk he had with Jag.

"Why are you so surprised that I didn't do anything to him?"

"You have to ask?" Leia raised an eyebrow, "Anyways, I'm proud of you."

"I can't believe our little girl is pregnant," Han commented quietly.

"Me either. We're getting old, Han."

"You are still as beautiful as the day we met," he told her, putting an arm around her.

"In the garbage?"

"In the garbage."
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Aeria was walking through the base, trying to entertain herself. Her parents were talking to Jaina and Jag, Jacen had gone off... somewhere. She didn't know. Aeria wandered the halls aimlessly.

"You must be Aeria," a voice said behind her.

Aeria jumped and turned around, "Who are you?"

"Kyp Durron," he stuck out his hand and shook it.

"I've heard of you," she said, taking his hand.

"Probably warned against me."

"Not really," Aeria shrugged, "but I'm almost twenty-eight years old. I think I can tell who I should be talking to by now."

Kyp chuckled, "I'm older and still don't know."

"You don't look it," Aeria commented.

"Thanks. Where are you headed?" he asked.

"No where in particular. I have nothing to do. There isn't a huge demand for a bartender around here."

"You obviously haven't met the Rogues," Kyp laughed, then offered, "I'll take you out tonight. I'll show you what your brother won't."

"It's a military base. What more could there possible be?"

"You haven't met the Rogues."
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"You are going out with Kyp!" Jaina asked Aeria, slightly stunned.

"Yes, later tonight. He offered to show me around," Aeria answered. They were in Aeria's room. Jaina had told Aeria not ten minutes ago that she was pregnant. She had then asked Aeria if she was eating dinner with their parents and Aeria had told her about Kyp.

"When is he going to be here?"

"1900."

"We've got to get you ready," Jaina stood up and asked, "Where's your clothes?"

Aeria pointed to a crate, "Ready for what?"

"Your date."

"It's not a date."

Jaina gave her a look, "Trust me, it's a date."

"We haven't spoken hardly at all since I came. Why do you suddenly want to dress me up?" Aeria asked.

Jaina turned to face her, "Jag and I never had the chance for a first date. If Kyp's the one, I don't want you to miss that."

Aeria nodded, "I didn't see you as someone who would care about apperances."

Jaina gave her a devilish grin, "I usually don't, but if it will make Kyp's jaw drop, I'll do it."

Aeria suddenly grew wary, "What do you have in mind?"

"You'll see."
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"What could they possibly be doing?" Han asked Leia. They hadn't see Aeria and Jania for about two hours.

"It doesn't matter. Hopefully they are finally connecting. There is still a war going on. Chances like these are slim," Leia responded.

The door chimed. Before Han could get up and answer, Jaina rushed into the room, "Don't! I'll do it!"

Han glanced at Leia as Jaina slid out the door. She stepped back in a few minutes later, "That was Kyp. I had to tell him the news."

Aeria walked out just then in a black dress. Han's jaw dropped, "What are you wearing!"

"Han," Leia smacked his arm, "hush."

Aeria blushed at her father's stare. Jaina had talked her into wearing a short, clingy black dress. It wasn't something she wanted to show her father, that was for sure.

Jaina was grinning, "He's waiting outside. Have fun!"

After Aeria left, Han leveled a finger at Jaina, "What did you do?"

"I helped her get ready for her date with Kyp," Jaina answered simply.

Leia smiled. Han wasn't used to this. He opened and closed her mouth a few times, but it was no use.

"I need to get going. Jag is probably wondering where I am," Jaina waved as she went out the door.

"I just got her back!" Han managed.

"Relax," Leia told him, "She's your daughter, remember. They both are."

"Yeah, yeah. I know."