Coruscant - the Jedi Headquarters

"Alright, kiddos;" said Kyle Katarn to Emma Illana and Barabus Gaul, his two Jedi Apprentices. "Leave begins right now. Behave yourselves and don't do anything to cause trouble. Remember, just because you're on leave doesn't mean you should just let your training slip. Do you understand?"

They nodded eagerly, two kids who wanted nothing more than to get to their apartments, get changed into comfortable clothing and do something that didn't involve New Republic Intelligence missions or Jedi peace keeping missions. They were both getting close to sixteen and seventeen standard years of age and apparently had a powerful force bond, not at all different from that which Luke and Mara Jade Skywalker shared. Even though they were young, it was clear that they had a future together of some kind.

Kyle chuckled and said, "Go on, get outta here."

They ran off at a full sprint and judging by their emotions, it was going to be some time before they left whoever's apartment they stopped at first.

Kyle chuckled and remembered his younger days - and his not so much younger days. Suddenly, he felt melancholy settle over him. He missed Jan and deeply regretted the situation that caused them to separate. Technically, they weren't actually married of course, but it felt like it, all the same. He loved Jan Orrs with all his heart and soul but after the fighting against X1's Clone armies, he had resigned his official post with NRI.

In retrospect, he could understand her frustration. He hadn't given her a heads-up, hadn't warned her at all, as a matter of fact. He had just followed along with Luke and Mara. Of course, at the time, he had wondered why in the universe she had been so upset. It's not like they would never see each other again. Hell, it's not like he was going to completely stop working with NRI. In fact, they had just finished a mission liaising with Intelligence to help discover several solitary Star Destroyer captains who were acting as kings of their own little kingdoms on single planets in the Outer Rim.

But it hadn't mattered. She was so mad, she told him that she didn't even want to see him. And he, being the nerf brained fool that he was, said that if she wanted to act like this, she might as well get used to not seeing him.

He regretted that now. He really, really regretted it. Jan Orrs had been the love of his life and his oldest friend and now he didn't even know how to contact her. He had tried using NRI but they had refused, saying that, since he was no longer officially a part of NRI, he was not privy to that information. It made sense and he understood but even so, it was frustrating.

When he had reached his quarters, he tossed his travel bag in the corner and kicked his boots off. Sighing with exhaustion, he collapsed on the bed and closed his eyes. It sucked to sleep alone. Just as he was about to doze off, his comlink chimed, bringing him jolting fully back to wakefulness. Cursing, he grabbed his comlink and took a quick, deep breath before answering, "This is Kyle."

"Jedi Katarn, this is BD-2900 at receptions. There is an unscheduled visitor here for you. Do you want me to send them away?"

"Yes, please; tell them if they need Jedi assistance, to get in contact with the emergency line through law enforcement. If they think they may be force sensitive, tell them to schedule and appointment to check."

He expected the droid to immediately comply and cut the line but there was a pause before the droid said, "Sir, the young lady says that she's a friend from the Star of Empire."

"Don't let her leave!" he all but shouted, rolling onto his feet and grabbing his boots. "Don't let her leave! I'll be down to get her shortly! Tell her that!"

The droid hesitated and said in a rather huffy voice, "I will let her know, Jedi Katarn."

"Thank you;" he grunted as he yanked on a boot.

The other followed and her pelted out the door, down the hall and to the lift. He hit the button to summon the car once and, after waiting a total of ten seconds, hit it a couple more times too. Finally it arrived and he was about to jump inside - except that Ezra Bridger was inside with his fiance Sabine Wren, also known as Mandalore the Redeemer. "Woah! Sorry guys;" he said, stepping out of the way.

Ezra frowned. "Everything alright, Kyle?" he asked.

"Yup! Yup, just fine. I just have a guest down at reception I need to get to."

He tried not to snap or anything but he was terribly impatient. Ezra and Sabine moved out of the way and Kyle jumped in the lift, closed the door and jabbed the main level button until it started to moved downward. Luckily for everyone, no one tried to join him on the way down and when the car reached the main floor, he burst out and ran to the reception area. There she stood - with hair that was such a dark brown that it looked like dark chocolate and piercing eyes to match. Tentatively, she smiled and said, "Hey Kyle, how's Jedi life?"

"Um... not bad. I actually just got back from a mission with NRI, Barabus and Emma;" he answered haltingly.

"Wait;" said Jan, "I thought you quit NRI."

"I officially resigned my status as a agent but I still liaise with them on behalf of the Jedi Order. It gives my students some experience and it also allows me to continue to serve the New Republic in an active role;" he explained.

Jan nodded slowly before asking casually, "Do you wanna go somewhere? It's been awhile and I'd love to catch up."

"Sure, sure;" said Kyle. "I know just the right place a couple levels down - if you don't mind greasy food and sugary drinks."

A hint of Jan's old humor that used to be so easy for her around him returned. "I do. Let's go."

They headed out and down the public lift to the level that the restaurant was on. It wasn't a terrible level. In fact, it was a fairly clean, decent level for the most part. It was just a little beat up and run down but not disgustingly so. The diner was a local favorite and the owner could easily have expanded it or built another but he didn't bother.

When they were seated and had ordered, Kyle and Jan sat awkwardly in silence until Kyle finally mustered up the courage to speak. "I owe you an apology, Jan;" he said sheepishly.

He was slightly surprised when she furrowed her brows. "What for?"

"How we left things the last time we saw each other;" he explained.

Jan smiled and waved it away. "We both could have handled that whole situation better, Kyle. It wasn't only your fault."

Kyle smiled and looked down, trying to figure out what else to say. In truth, he had no clue. Things were so awkward all of a sudden. "Why did you never call me?" she suddenly asked.

Kyle frowned. "What?"

"Why didn't you ever call me?" she asked again, "you have all of my comm frequencies. Why didn't you use them?"

Kyle shrugged and looked away. "At first, I was just too mad but then, when that faded, I just got busy or told myself that you didn't want to hear from me. If you did, I figured you'd call. I never stopped missing you though."

Jan was studying the drink menu, not even really paying attention to anything on it. "I missed you too. Honestly, I think this time apart has been good for use - separately I mean."

Kyle's heart sank. That's the last thing that he wanted to hear. "Yeah? Why do you say that?" he asked casually as he studied another drink menu.

"Because now we know that we don't have to have each other, you know? We work well together, of course, but now we know we can work separately too."

Kyle nodded solemnly, trying to think of something to say to express that he didn't want to work well without her. He loved her. "You see what I'm saying?" she asked.

Kyle grimaced and set the drink menu down. "I do and that's great, but Jan, I hated this last year. I hated being away from you."

"Then why didn't you call?"

Kyle sighed, "I already told you that."

Jan leaned back and crossed her arms. They were both silent for some time. They're food came and it smelled delicious but neither of them were really hungry anymore. Kyle sighed and halfheartedly took a bite from his sandwich. Clearly, Jan hadn't missed him at all. If she had, she at least would have said so. Resigning himself to an awkward dinner with little to no additional dialogue, he ate and drank. "It's good;" murmured Jan.

"Yeah, it is;" he said and his voice sounded so miserable.

Finally, Jan dropped the burger and said, "Kyle, if you don't like this, then say so."

"I don't like this;" he growled, dropping his own food. "I really missed you, Jan. I can tell you didn't feel the same way but-"

"What?" she almost yelled. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Kyle felt his temper beginning to fray. "Because when I said that I missed you and never stopped, you starting talking about how great our time apart was and how you're happy that we were apart."

"Yes;" she said, trying to be patient, "because now I know that I don't need you."

"Exactly;" said Kyle, his voice horse.

He stood to his feet and dropped a credit chip on the table. "It was good to see you again, Jan. Best of luck with NRI."

"Wait, Kyle, you're totally taking that out of context. Kyle! Blast it!"

Jan stood and tried to hurry after him before remembering that she had to pay to. Hurrying back, she duck out a credit chip before realizing that Kyle had dropped more than enough money for both their meals. Growling, she hurried out again. Of course, the blasted Jedi was already to the lifts, waiting for a car to get there. She broke into a run and tried to get there in time but just then, the car arrived and he climbed on. She was still at least ten meters away when it closed, hiding his stone-cold face from her.

Angrily, she began to jab the button to call another one. When she got in, she jabbed the button of the Jedi Headquarters entrance all the way until she reached it. At a run, she ran in and said to the reception droid, "I need to speak to Jedi Katarn."

"One moment please;" the receptionist droid said.

Jan gritted her teeth while the stupid droid keyed in Kyle's frequency. "Hello, Jedi Katarn, this is the- OH! You don't? Very well, I shall inform her."

The droid looked at Jan. "I'm afraid that Jedi Katarn does not wish to be disturbed. Perhaps you could try another day."

"Listen to me very carefully;" growled Jan, "if you do not let me in, I swear, I am going to blast you right here and leave your sparking parts-"

"Jan?" a familiar voice said from behind her.

Jan looked around and sighed with relief. "Thank the force! Mara, tell this scrap of junk to let me in and to go see Kyle."

Mara Jade Skywalker nodded slowly before saying to the reception droid, "I'll keep an eye on her."

After they were past the droid, Mara asked, "So what's going on? Where have you been?"

Jan sighed. "You remember back when we had just finished the conflict with X1 and you had all resigned your posts?"

"Yeah;" said Mara, "and you and Kyle got into a big fight and he said things that he regretted."

"We both said and did things we regretted. I was trying to make it up to him - to tell him that I didn't have any hard feelings but he took it all wrong;" said Jan, miserably.

Mara frowned. "What did you say?"

"I said that I thought the time apart was good for us. It showed us that we didn't have to have each other to function. I didn't mean it like I didn't want him in my life. I've missed that big, dumb Jedi for crying out loud and now he won't talk to me. If he had let me finish, I would have said that I would like to get back together with him, you know - become a team again if it's possible."

Mara nodded as they climbed into the lift. "Well you get this last shot. I hope he didn't just completely bale on you and leave Coruscant."

Jan groaned in anxiety. The lift doors finally opened and she asked, "which apartment is his?"

"Number thirteen-fifty-three, I believe;" said Mara, "here let me."

She hit the door chime and a groan came from inside. "Yes?"

"Kyle, it's Mara, open up;" she called before murmuring to Jan, "get ready to rush in as soon as that door opens."

And Jan did. As soon as the door was open, she was inside. Mara sighed and walked away, knowing that if this didn't go well, Kyle was going to be mad at her.

Kyle stood bare-chested and in his boxer briefs glaring at Jan who had her hands up. "Just give me the chance to explain, okay?"

"Fine;" he growled, "explain away."

"I didn't mean that the way it sounded and I know that it sounded really bad;" she said quickly. "What I meant was that we don't need one another to function. Now that doesn't mean that I think we don't need teach other at all, okay? It also doesn't mean that I don't want you. I did say that I missed you Kyle and I really did;" and suddenly, more of the humor that Kyle remembered returned as she looked him over. "I especially missed all that."

She indicated his almost bare body.

Kyle tried not to smile, he really tried but he couldn't help it. "So what now?"

"What do you mean?" asked Jan, perplexed.

"I mean, what are we - you and I - going to do now? We know that we aren't totally helpless apart from one another, something I never doubted. We also know, for a fact, that in pretty much every way, we're better together. Besides, the kids miss you."

Jan smiled. She had missed Barabus and Emma too. During the beginning, they had all worked together - Kyle, Jan, Barabus and Emma and they had been a dynamic team. But then Kyle and she had fallen out and she hadn't even bothered to send them a message and say goodbye. "I never meant for it to be permanent, Kyle;" she said. "Honestly, I never really meant for it to happen at all."

Kyle nodded and said, "Neither did I. I spoke out of anger and then never bothered to take it back until it was too late. Every now and again, I tried to get NRI to put me in contact with you but they always said that your missions were classified."

Jan snorted. "Please! That's just Cracken's way of trying to get back at you for leaving NRI. I'm sorry, Kyle just please, let's pick up where we left off before this whole thing started."

Kyle lifted one bushy eyebrow. "Let me see; if I remember correctly, before this whole thing started, we were aboard the Pride of Spinnaker before the last fight began."

Jan smiled, remembering all too well what they had been doing too. "That's right, we were."

Kyle smiled and said, "And you weren't wearing so much clothing?"

"Neither were you;" she retorted.

"Well why don't you get to where I'm at right now and we'll go from there;" he said.

Jan shook her head. "Nope. I haven't even gotten a hug or a kiss hello and until you do, all this clo-"

His lips sealed her mouth shut, not that she minded. Kyle was holding her tightly against his body and even through her clothes, she could feel every muscle and plain. It was warm and hard and comforting and, by all the stars, she had missed those muscles. Many a night, she had pleasured herself at the thought of his hard body and his large, skilled hands caressing her and his large manhood penetrating and pounding into her again and again. Even now, the very thought of it caused her to whimper and her womanhood to ache with need.

Separating, she said, "That's a start. Help me out, will you?"

Kyle quickly unfastened her jacket and shoved it off of her torso, still kissing her all the while. Just to show off, he used the force to unfasten her boots then lifted her out of them, using the force to keep them on the ground. Jan rapped her legs around his waist and ground herself against his rock-hard manhood. Kyle's hands grabbed her ass and squeezed lovingly, causing her to giggle and pull away enough to whisper, "Feels even better without pants on."

"I know;" he grinned and set her down.

Quick as could be, Jan got rid of her pants and undergarments before whisking off her shirt and undershirt as well. Beneath that was a simple compression bra that also went away, leaving her even more naked than he was. Pursing her lips, Jan said, "You still know what to do with that big mouth, Katarn?"

Kyle grinned, scooped her up and put her on the bed before beginning to ravish her body. Jan allowed herself to lie back and become wholly reacquainted with all the sensations that Kyle could cause her. That't not to say that she was quiet. Indeed, Jan couldn't keep herself from making noises. As he kissed her neck, she purred like a nexu kitten. "Oh Kyle, I forgot how stimulating the beard and mustache are! Oh my stars, that's incredible!"

As he worked down to her shoulders and collar bones, she moaned ridiculously loudly and said, "Oh Kyle, yes! I've been dreaming about this for so long!"

"You know, you didn't actually have to leave;" he murmured into her upper chest between open-mouthed kisses.

"Oh shut up!" she said, trying to sound annoyed. "It keeps you from doing what you're good at. AH!"

Kyle nipped at her breasts, reveling in the reactions she uttered. His hands slid down her bare body, caressing and touching everything as his mouth followed in a more leisurely fashion. "GAH! Kyle, my stars! That's amazing! OH!"

He kissed along her firm stomach and across her hips. "Hurry up, will you!" she whimper, spreading her legs and trying to get him to give her what she wanted, to touch her where she'd feel it most, and of course, the nerf took his time getting there.

But it was all worth it when his lips traced up the inside of her thighs and finally, finally reached the aroused fold of her womanhood.

Jan Ors screamed in absolute delight as Kyle began to lave, kiss and suck at her womanhood, sending jolt after jolts of intense pleasure through her entire body. She didn't say words. She simply moaned and screamed and squealed in pleasure and grabbed Kyle's head, holding him there as she lifted her legs and threw her head back. As her first orgasm cascaded over her, a small part of her mind hoped that the room was sound proof.

Kyle looked up and looked at her in satisfaction. Jan was gasping and moaning as she enjoyed her first climax. "So much better than my hand!" she whimpered pathetically.

Suddenly, there was a chime at the door and Kyle frowned. Going to the door console, he hit the intercom and said, "Yes?"

"Kyle!" snapped Mara Jade Skywalker. "I don't know how it is that Jan can scream through a sound proof wall but somehow, she's doing it! Would you please shove something in her mouth so that the rest of the facility doesn't have to hear her getting off?"

Kyle blushed and muttered, "Sorry about that. I'll try to quiet her down."

"Good! Welcome back, by the way and glad to hear you and Jan are doing better! Just keep her quiet."

"Right;" muttered Kyle as he headed back to the bedroom. Jan seemed to have come back to reality. "Who was that?"

"Mara;" said Kyle. "She said to shove something in your mouth to keep you from being so loud."

"That;" she said, "is a great idea. Come here - and take those stupid shorts off! I'm naked, so why aren't you?"

Kyle dropped his boxer-briefs to the floor, revealing a very impressive manhood - one that Jan was very familiar with and wanted to be reacquainted with very badly. Just seeing it me her rub her legs together eagerly but first, she had work to do. What good was an impressively large cock if it wasn't hard enough to do anything anyway?

As he walked over to her, Jan lifted a hand. "Stand right there. I've got this."

Kyle's manhood twitched and her groaned as Jan rose onto her hands and knees and took his twitching member in her hands and stroked a couple times before beginning to suck on it. Even with his meat in her mouth, she still apparently couldn't help but moan loudly with delight. One of her hands dipped between her legs to give herself a little joy while she slurped and suck away at him noisily.

Kyle had to resist the urge to put his hands on her head. That was against Jan's rules. She didn't want to feel like she was being forced. She wanted it to be clear that she was willing doing this to him, for him. That wasn't to say, of course, that she didn't enjoy it. More than most, she loved performing like this, especially and exclusively on Kyle.

"Jan, if you do that too much, I'm going to drop my payload down your throat;" he groaned as she continued to suck on him.

Jan didn't care. She had missed Kyle and had missed this and wasn't going to stop until she was good and ready. Moaning, she sucked more and licked and the hand that she had been pleasuring herself with came forward and she began to caress and massage Kyle's aching testicles. She moaned even more as she felt their weight, desperately desiring the contents to spill into her mouth.

"Jan;" gasped Kyle, "last warning, Hon."

She just moaned again and gave him a firm but not hard squeeze while increasing her speed. Kyle gave a strangled whine and exploded in a dizzying, mind blowing climax that nearly caused him to fall backwards - but Jan wasn't done yet. Even as his seed spilled down her throat, she kept sucking eagerly. "Honey, you've already made me blow my load;" he said.

She looked up at him with obvious annoyance in her eyes. Clearly, she wanted to keep going and as far as she was concerned, his bodies was also hers, so she kept going until he was hard as rock and ready to go again. At that point she stopped and said, "You know better than to doubt me, baby. Now come here. I want you to get me going again before you pound me raw with this drill you have here."

Kyle was only to happy too. He tackled her onto the bed and began to kiss her again, not even minding the fact that he tasted himself on her tongue. His hands were everywhere, touching her in all the sensitive areas. She loved how he tickled the underside of her breasts just a little before pinching her russet colored nipples. She loved how his clever fingers touched and pleasured her womanhood. He always got her so worked up that she moaned into his lips and whined like a kathhound pup. It was adorable, sexy and irresistible all at the same time.

Finally, Kyle couldn't wait anymore. As he kissed her, he lined himself up and slid to the hilt into her body, remembering just in time to cover her mouth as she keened with pleasure. "Jan, you know that Mara isn't beyond cutting through our door and screaming at us from there. Try to contain yourself."

"Please;" snorted Jan. "She's too busy riding Skywalker or feeding her baby. That reminds me, I still need to see little Ben."

Kyle chuckled, retracted his hips and slammed into her. Jan clapped a hand over her mouth while use the other to push on the wall at the head of the bed. Kyle repeated his action over and over, using his hand to hold her hips. Jan just kept moaning in her hand over and over, screaming into them each time Kyle touched her just right. Suddenly, Kyle pulled out. "Roll over, Jan;" he rumbled before she could protest.

She rolled over and waited on hands and knees as he penetrated her again with an easy thrust. At a tremendous pace, he pounded into her. Jan covered her mouth and moaned at the top of her lungs in pleasure. As Kyle gripped her hips and continued to slam into her, Jan slowly sank towards the bed until she was leaning on her forearm and had her face buried in the pillow. As quietly as she could, but still quite loudly, she began to beg him to go faster, harder and to make her cum again. Over and over again, she begged and begged him to until she shoved her face into a pillow and let out a long, loud squeal of pleasure and her body began to tremble.

Gritting his teeth, Kyle continued to thrust into her as he pulled her up slightly and reached around to rub the bundle of nerves at the crux of her legs. Jan covered both hands and squealed again as another orgasm tore through her at the same time as Kyle's. This time, it was his term to exclaim loudly in pleasure as they both collapsed to the side.

With a contented sigh, Kyle lay on his back and rested his hands behind his head. "I've missed this, Jan."

"Me too;" said Jan as she curled up beside him.

They dozed for a bit as their post-coital high withdrew. Kyle kissed her brow and asked, "Do you want to go get some dinner? The mess hall here is pretty good and the kids will want to see you."

Jan sat up and stretched with a satisfied hum. "Absolutely;" she said as she looked around for her clothes. "I've missed them."

Kyle and Jan spotted them across the mess. Barabus and Emma were gazing at one another almost completely still. "They still do that, huh?" asked Jan.

Kyle nodded. "It's worse when they're fighting. They just sit there and one of them is glaring at the other or both at each other. When they had less control, Barabus would cause a glass or something to shatter. He's a lot better now though. Come on. Let's get some food and have a seat. My money says it's at least five minutes before snap out of it."

He turned out to be right. Jan sat down next to Barabus and began to eat and Kyle sat across from her. It was almost ten minutes before Barabus and Emma snapped out of it and both smiled brightly at Jan. "Aunt Jan!" said Barabus as he hugged her. "We're so glad you're back."

"It's good to be back, Kiddo;" she said happily.

Emma ran around and hugged her too before asking, "What have you been up to?"

Jan winked as she sipped her drink. "Oh, this and that, you know. NRI stuff that I can't get into to detail about since you Jedi summarily decided to resign your commissions and what not. I am glad to say that, at the moment, the Imperial Remnant is very quiet. After Thrawn was killed at Bilbringi, they've all retreated into Imperial space. There isn't anything left of the Consortium either. What are you doing with all the dark-siders you captured?"

Emma and Barabus both shrugged. "We don't know. Master Jarrus took over the prison while Starkiller is basically the head of the order but..." and they both leaned in, prompting Jan and Kyle to do the same; "...between us and the nerf loaf there, we don't think that Master Skywalker is very happy about that. There seems to be a sort of split of philosophy between the Jedi."

Kyle nodded grimly and Jan looked grim. "Do we need to be concerned?"

"Huh? Oh no, not that much. We aren't worried about a schism or anything. It's just means that the Jedi are going to have to do some soul searching;" said Kyle.

Emma and Barabus nodded solemnly. Jan looked at them and asked, "What do you two think?"

They glanced at one another and Barabus, his white and blue painted face deadly serious, said carefully, "I think that we're going to need Jedi Masters of both Master Skywalker and Master Marek's philosophies in the future."