Hey Y'all, Its good to see those who I have been used to seeing were able to find this. :D
Akz251: Thank you, the whole chapter was just so that she'd yell at him in all truthfulness. I really wanted to write her yelling at him in Moonlight, but figured that the oneshots were better for that :) Hmm... how would you suggest me changing that? I'd love to make it better, so any suggestions I'm quite willing to put in the oneshot. :) A'ight, sounds good. Hopefully you like this. There's no Ani/Zar or even Obi/Leiana, but it helps to set up the sequel a bit more.
Nyce: HELLLOOOOOOOOO! Its so good to see you here. :D Well, I couldn't resist with Obi's ship... I just was like 'Hey, I should tie that in because I wrote it in Moonlight'. but now Obi is a little wiser, and in the following oneshots he will be in a different colored ship. :) I KNOW! I seriously was smiling while writing it because I wanted to show Anakin being a doting father, and just enamored with his children right now - and from now on. Leia will be one of those 'daddy's little girls' in the following oneshots, as he will just be one of those guys... totally cute :) I like writing him like that, its a part of Anakin we never got to see... so I have carte blanche. Hooray. Haha, yeah, that was so much fun to write. XD Yeah, not for him, but for the rest of us it was amusing, right? Well, I used one of your ideas for the inspiration for this oneshot - and the one following as I split it into two parts. It was simply too long for one oneshot I'm afraid. :D Hope you approve.
JoselinCastillo'Skywalker: Yo sé :) Él es adorable cuando él está así. Me encantó escribir Anakin de esta forma, ya que realmente me ha dejado con la película de él es un padre protector. Han Solo va a tener un gran problema en sus manos cuando él entra en la imagen, como Anakin va a tener un ajuste XD Ella es, en realidad. Hahahahahaha XD YO ni siquiera pensar en ella como esa, pero probablemente tiene razón. Estoy de acuerdo, que serán: me alegro de que hayas pedido, Nyce uno de los otros lectores pidió un oneshot de Yesenia y Varian. Así que este punto es. :) Dos de... sin embargo, muchos de ustedes hay es bastante buena. Gracias por la idea, creo que Anakin tener otro hijo sería bueno. También sería algo que recuerda de la universo de Jaina, Jacen y Anakin Solo. Y me alegro que usted acepta :) Ben... hum... Esto lo tendré en cuenta. Que no es una mala idea, porque ya he llamado Obi-Wan "Ben" unas cuantas veces. Gracias por la idea, voy a lanzar mi cesta de niño los nombres de la familia Skywalker, aunque es una buena idea. Mi plan para la expansión de la familia Kenobi es que su primer hijo es un niño... y tienen otras dos que son dos niñas. No he podido averiguar sus nombres todavía... alguna idea? :) Le ha servido. Espero que esto es lo suficientemente pronto, como he estado trabajando en esto por una semana. He visto las fotos, y a pesar de que me gustaron, me temo que ya he decidido que voy a usar en mis modelos de Luke y Leia. Aunque no me he enterado que Mackenzie Foy de Leia, he encontrado una persona que parece un poco más como Carrie Fisher. Por lo tanto, espero que no te ofendas, pero he hecho las fotos con mis modelos hace unos meses para darme una idea de mi conversión. Si desea saber de antemano que estoy usando, su Jacob Hopkins por Luke; y Emma Fuhrmann de Leia. Jacob simplemente me recordó de Luke, y Emma se parece bastante al Leia... sí. En cuanto a Ozara, estoy usando Kate Winslet en la secuela, para que pueda comenzar a considerar como el "nuevo" Ozara. Espero que os guste este capítulo, y estoy trabajando en la segunda parte del mismo. :D
Seth Halo: I agree with you. I actually was planning on him having a brush with the dark side in the sequel. Though, I may not have her take his arm as I've already taken both Kacia's and Anakin's arms. I don't know if I'm going to do something else, but I definitely agree with you. Kayden will brush with the Dark Side, and Anakin will save him. Thanks for giving me a slight boost when it comes to planning the sequel :D You have given me an idea...
Alright y'all, so here's the next oneshot. Firstly, I would like to credit Nyce for this idea (in a very roundabout way, as I have added an entire 5,000 words extra which you didn't offer as a suggestion) and hope that you all like it. A few of you have complained of Yesenia and Varian needing to get over their dislike of each other, and I hope that you approve of my working that out. :D So this one, and the next one will be part one and two of this oneshot. It simply was too long to write in one oneshot, and I'm not sure how to work out the next bit. There is no AniZar in this oneshot, as they are only mentioned. hope you like it anyways. :)
II.
As the Galactic Empire extends, the Alliance grows. Various star systems joining in the Alliance of Free Systems, trying to secure what little freedom they have in the Galaxy. Although their headquarters are still a mystery to those outside, they have shown themselves to be occupying many of their protected systems.
In an effort to thwart their grouping, the Empire has begun to settle small outposts on various systems in the Galaxy, so as to keep track of any suspicious behavior. Also, in an effort to staunch the allies growth, Empress Flure has passed law, that all transmissions and communications shall be under surveillance until the 'Threat of the Empire' has been crushed, and Anakin Skywalker be brought to justice for crimes against the Empire.
Meanwhile, pirates are beginning to raid the Core Worlds, causing for attentions to be diverted for a time...
The atmosphere aboard the small starship Retribution couldn't be more tense as it traveled between Alderaan to Coruscant, its passengers quite upset that they had been chosen for a mission to find out what was going on at the capital. The plan was simple: they were to get to Coruscant to make contact with certain individuals who were fighting for the Alliance. However, seeing as they lived on Coruscant, it was a bit more difficult to send holos of information to Yavin IV due to the seizure of holotransmitting stations, and surveillance. Therefore, they had to send a team of trustworthy spies to get whatever it was that they could from their contact.
This time, the team consisted of two people. Yesenia Jade and Varian Peregrine, with little Mara coming along for the ride. Their cover story was that they were visiting his parents who lived on Coruscant, showing them the six month old Mara for the first time. To say the least, Yesenia was in a foul mood the moment that her name mingled with that of Varian's had come across the list of teams.
She nearly blamed Ozara for her predicament, as the young woman was supposed to go originally with Skandar – but that idea was scrapped when Anakin declared that his wife would not be leaving Ergon to go on any missions until their children were (at least) a year... and even then, it was obvious that he wouldn't allow her to be too far from him.
Leiana was almost picked, except that Obi-Wan had also put his foot down, and said that the six-month pregnant Leiana would not be going on any dangerous missions for a very long time. He wasn't willing to risk his wife or child's death in any way, for any cause. It was perhaps one of the only times that Yesenia had seen him so protective... it was endearing... but it also meant that she was the next in line for the mission. And that was where she had a problem.
"What's our position?" Yesenia asked as she entered the cockpit.
"We're about three hours from Coruscant." Varian replied, "I'll be pulling out of lightspeed as soon as possible. Hopefully we won't meet any pirates on the way, I hear they've been getting a little bolder as of late."
"They're pirates, its what they do. Besides, you should be grateful, without them we wouldn't be able to complete this mission as most of the Empire's fleet is currently hunting for the pirates – as the Senate has demanded. They're not going to be aware of us." Yesenia explained, as if she were talking to a child.
"Still, it wouldn't do well to get caught by the pirates – or the whole purpose of this mission would be destroyed." Varian said, "You shouldn't complain."
"Well, I've taken about all I can handle of this tiny ship." she snapped, looking around the cramped cockpit. "I have valid reason to complain."
Varian chuckled, "Claustrophobic?" he asked. Her green eyes narrowed.
"Were I claustrophobic, Peregrine, I would have been a horrible assassin." she retorted sharply, "There have been many times where I was in close-quarters for the sake of a mission – and never once did I lose my head."
"My apologies." Varian said quickly, "I never meant to offend you. It was only a jest, and I never thought you'd lose your head."
"Then why did you say it?"
"Like I said," he repeated, "It was a jest. If I had known it would have offended you then I would never have said it."
"Then perhaps you should watch your jests, or else they'll offend other people. You really don't know when to watch your tongue do you?" her rusty eyebrow was raised.
Varian took a deep breath. They had been through conversations like this a hundred times, every time he would say something which got to her, she would retort, he would apologize, she would be condescending, he would almost – or perhaps even – lose his temper. It was an ongoing battle that seemed to never have an end.
"Perhaps you are right." he replied softly, "Being a politician, you would think I'd know when to hold my tongue. But it seems as if you are the only one to notice when I don't – which is fine, its good to know when I'm wrong. I'm just saying that no one else seems to do it."
Her eyes lost their flame and she nodded, "Glad I could help." she finally said, "Well, when we're about land, let me know. I'm going to go check on Mara." and with that she was gone, leaving Varian to himself as he checked their coordinates.
Landing on Coruscant, the little group of three emerged from the ship. Now came the tricky part: playing a family while finding where to stay for the next few days. The Krabbis Inn was eventually chosen, and under the name of 'Jens' they rented a room. They decided that the first order of business would be to check on their few allies within the Senate – beginning with Mon Mothma – but knew that it would be a little harder to do as she was under surveillance.
"I was thinking." Yesenia said, "That we would go to 500 Republica under the pretense of seeing an old colleague of yours. Is there anyone you may want to use? – Peregrine, are you even listening to me?" she asked as she watched Varian try to make Mara laugh.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" he asked with a mischievous grin on his face. At her glare he chuckled, "Sounds good. And as for your question, the answer is no... well, unless you wish to use my father as a reference, or my alias – which everyone knows is false."
"I almost wish that Anakin and Ozara had taken this, or Obi-Wan and Leiana. At least they help each other, where you don't help me in any regard." Yesenia muttered to herself.
However, Varian heard her quite clearly. "If you allowed me to help you I would. If you want my honest opinion, what we should do is pretend to 'look' for a place to live on Coruscant – particularly 500 Republica, though look around a few other places so as not to raise suspicion. Sure, we have no references, but if we use our fake family's name – which I might add, is quite esteemed on Corellia – we should be able to look at a few empty apartments. Anakin worked with Marius recently, and has given me equipment to disable a few of the cameras, which we can do in the elevator to travel from whatever apartment to Mon Mothmas. At which point, we will be allowed to set up whatever it is we need to set up in her apartment to contact us at any time." he said.
Yesenia looked at him with surprise. "You know what? That might actually work." she finally said, "Although it may look suspicious that we simply 'disappear' from the cameras."
Varian shook his head, "No, because the cameras are completely disabled. Those who monitor them will be working on them for a while, as they won't work as long as I don't want them to. In essence, its a scrambler. When we're done with Mon Mothma, we can leave 500 Republica, and pretend to look elsewhere. Or we can simply stride up there and ask for Mothma." he said the last part with slight sarcasm.
Yesenia sighed, "Too obvious." she said, "I'll think about what you said. It may work... Hey, did you – no, forget that I asked you anything."
"I've already forgotten." Varian said, picking up the little girl and carefully tossing her into the air.
"Whatever do you think you're doing?" Yesenia snapped, striding up to him.
Varian rolled his eyes, settling Mara in his arms. "I was playing with her, mother Ewok, she's not going to come to harm. You forget I'm a father, and Killian was never hurt whenever I doted upon him."
"Mara isn't your daughter, you don't have the same rights." Yesenia retorted, taking the little girl from Varian. "I have to feed her anyways."
"You fed her ten minutes ago." Varian pointed out as she walked into the bedroom.
Yesenia just glared at him from the door, "If you dare to come, I will not hesitate to inflict bodily harm." she threatened, watching as Varian just shook his head. "You doubt it?"
"We're on the same side, Yesenia, we're not enemies." he reasoned, sitting down on the chaise. "I won't come in, don't worry."
With one last glare she closed the door, mourning the fact that Coruscant was such a highly developed planet that all doors were mechanical – and she wouldn't have the satisfaction of slamming it in his face.
"Well, here is one apartment which was recently vacated." the protocol droid showed the young couple who had come in inquiring of any empty apartments. "The original tenants came to an unfortunate end, I'm afraid. They were proven to be enemies of the Empire, and were processed through the Department of Justice."
Varian snickered behind Yesenia's head, as she looked interested in what the droid said – the apartment was his old one, and last he checked he had never been 'processed'.
"Well, I don't know... darling?" Yesenia turned toward Varian, "Do you think that we should do this? After all, I don't know if we can afford it right now."
"Would you like me to give you a moment among yourselves?" the droid asked.
Yesenia turned toward the droid with a smile. "Yes, actually, that would be very nice, thank you."
"I'll be down in the lobby." the droid said, "Just come down whenever you're ready." and with that it was gone.
The two rebels exchanged a glance, sitting down on the chaise as if to discuss what they were going to do. Varian passed Mara the little device which had been created by Anakin to disable the cameras, disguised as a toy. Within minutes, the little girl had pressed the button on the front which would disable the cameras, out of her childlike curiosity, and the little light on the device lit.
Yesenia quickly took it from Mara, replacing it with a real toy. "Alright, lets hope that Anakin tested that before he gave it to us." she said, standing up and heading for the elevator.
Varian chuckled, "Ozara made sure he did. I distinctly remember her swearing up and down that if something happened to me that she would divorce him. Something about 'if you kill my brother, then you must not truly love me.' it was convincing enough. Though, in reality, I don't think she'd do that – she loves him too much. It just sounds threatening." he said as the elevator lifted.
According to Anakin, not only would their little device disable the cameras, they also disabled any equipment in the surveillance room which tracked such things as the elevator. Whether that was true or not, Varian didn't know, Anakin was just brilliant enough to figure something like that out.
The turbolift stopped, and the doors opened with a 'ding'. Entering the apartment, they were greeted by Mon Mothma's protocol droid. "Greetings, Senator Farrel, Miss Peregrine. My mistress is currently busy with a member of the senate. Please follow me." the droid led them into a room on the side, which looked comfortable, but obviously was set up for those who would be visiting. "I shall inform my mistress that you are here." it said, leaving.
"Peregrine?" Varian asked, as he sat down. "You took my family's name?"
Yesenia shifted Mara in her arms, "Your father and Nadia were kind enough to allow me to become part of your family – legally – right before the whole 'fall of the Republic'. I'm not considered a 'daughter', but if anything happens, your father is considered my family in some respect." she answered as the door opened.
Mon Mothma had a tired smile on her face as she entered the room. "Ah, Varian, its good to see you." she greeted, "Miss Jade – or Peregrine, I still am unsure of how to address you."
"Jade is fine," Yesenia replied, "It was the name I was born with. But how are you, Senator Mothma?"
The Chandrilian sighed heavily, sitting down. "Very badly, I'm afraid. I fear that I may not be able to stay on Coruscant much longer." she said, "My open views against the Empire are coming under intense scrutiny, and I fear that the Empress is very close to ordering my... processing, as they call it."
"Processing..." Yesenia repeated, "That means execution, doesn't it?"
Mon nodded, "Bail is more quiet in his support of the Alliance, although he has signed the Alliance of Free Systems, and Alderaan is clearly included – it is a rather delicate situation. He is too under scrutiny, and has been labeled 'traitor' by the Empress. If he is found on Coruscant, he will be arrested." she said, "Your father, Varian, is a little more discreet. But as he is Ozara's father, and is known for his friendship with both the Jedi and those who are apart of the Alliance, he is closely watched."
"I should warn him. He's on Ergon at present, but if he returns to Coruscant-"
"Which he must do." Mon Mothma replied, "For now, the Senate is still in one piece – well, what's left of the Senate at any rate." she added quietly, "Tristan must return to help to sway those who can ally with us. He's very skilled at persuasion."
Varian nodded, "Very well, I shall tell him so." he said, "Though if you are in as much danger as you say, shouldn't you leave Coruscant?"
She smiled sadly, "Yes, I should." she said, "And most likely I will."
"I'm sure that Bail will organize someone to help you leave if you need it." Yesenia said, "You are considered very much of an ally within our little Rebellion, and to lose you would pain many."
Mon took the other woman's hand. "Thank you, Yesenia. It is somewhat encouraging to hear such things." she said, "Though you did not come here to simply help ease my weary mind."
Varian shook his head, reaching into Yesenia's bag for Mara. "Where do you want us to set up the coded holos?"
Within the hour Varian set up the technology required to help Mon Mothma to transmit messages to Yavin IV. Her R-unit would be responsible for transmitting the actual messages, and her protocol droid would be wiped on a regular basis. After saying goodbye to the Chandrillian senator, the couple made their way back to the apartment where they had come from, sitting back where they were supposed to be. After reactivating the cameras and tracking equipment in the building, they left the apartment and headed for the lobby.
"We've decided to talk it over a bit more." Yesenia told the protocol droid, lowering her voice to a whisper. "But I think I've convinced him."
The Protocol droid had said that it hoped to see them as new tenants soon, and bid them good luck. They then decided to 'explore' Coruscant.
In reality, they went down to Dex's Diner to meet their contact – an old friend of Yesenia's, a Tyrone Calrissian.
"You're late, you know." the native Socorran said from the corner of the diner. "I don't like being kept waiting."
"Don't I know it." Yesenia replied, sitting down across from him. "My apologies, but my daughter was fussing more than usual this morning." as if on cue, Varian approached the pair with Mara in his arms. "My partner, Varian. This is Tyrone."
"Pleasure is all mine, Mr. Calrissian." Varian replied cheerfully.
Tyrone raised a black eyebrow at Yesenia, "Likewise. That must be the daughter... she has your trademark red hair."
"She is." Yesenia said with a slight smile at the child who reached for her. "Mara."
"You know, I recently heard some information about Marco – if you're interested in hearing it." Tyrone said, Yesenia stayed silent as Varian slid in next to her in a protective manner. She ignored him. "Apparently the Empress has decided that his particular skill set is put to better use outside of a prison cell."
Yesenia's green eyes snapped to his brown. "He's been released?"
Tyrone nodded, "Mhmm... last month. He's employed by her now – and has been put in charge of a battalion of her personal guard." he said.
"I thought that Captain Typho was in charge of her personal guard." Varian replied, "I mean, he was so in love with the woman, I heard he hadn't left her side even when he knew who she was."
The Soccoran chuckled, "Poor ol' Typho. Lovesick to the point of death – fool that he is. Fallen for a woman with a heart of ice, she betrayed him and put little Polis in his place. Right now, Typho is leading a squadron to enforce the Empire's rule on Naboo – though I heard that Naboo isn't too friendly to the idea."
Varian smirked. "You got that right. Yesenia and I were on Naboo a few weeks ago, and they made it clear that they have no intention of siding with the Empire. I suppose that Her Highnessness has figured out that her old homeplanet isn't too warm. She'd have more luck on Tatooine."
Tyrone laughed, "I like him, Jade, is he your husband?" he asked.
Yesenia withheld the growl which wished to rise from her, "That's none of your business, Tyrone." she said, "We're not here to talk about my personal life, we're here for information. So out with it."
The Soccoran just smirked, glancing at Varian once more. "Alright. The thing you should probably know first is just what it is that the Empress thinks of your little band of Rebels, and where she thinks you're located..."
Two hours later, Yesenia and Varian were informed of what they needed to know. Apparently Kacia was working hard to find them, and had recruited scouts to scour the galaxy in search of the secret base of Rebels. The last bit of information had made Varian smirk – Anakin would like to hear about that. Yesenia – after glaring rather harshly at the poor ex-senator – explained to Tyrone just what it was that he needed to inform the small group of Rebels which liked to hang out at Dex's Diner.
Wait for their next meeting for plans of action... and Tyrone never remembered the other thing.
Leaving the diner, they headed for their temporary quarters – only to find a group of Stormtroopers waiting for them. Varian saw them first, dragging Yesenia behind him and into a corner.
"What are you doing, Pere-?" he placed a hand over her mouth, motioning for her to be quiet.
"We have company." he said, as Yesenia furrowed her brows, looking over his shoulder and seeing the Stormtroopers before ducking her head behind him again.
Yesenia raised her hand to her hair. "I knew I should have dyed it. Its too obvious."
"At this point, its too late to consider that, any other ideas?" Varian asked as Mara suddenly began to fuss. He looked over his shoulder at the Stormtroopers as her cries got a little louder, hoping that Yesenia's efforts wouldn't be wasted as they looked in their direction. "Can't you quiet her?"
"I'm trying." Yesenia hissed, trying to calm her daughter as the Stormtroopers began looking in their direction. She could feel Varian's anxiety as the troopers started walking toward them, "You're not helping."
"Forgive me for not wanting to see the inside of a penitentiary." he said, "I've been in one once before, and its not a pleasant place."
Yesenia scoffed, "Why doesn't that surprise me?" she asked as Mara began to quieten.
"Hey!" the troopers said, "What's going on here?"
Varian smiled slightly, remembering to change his accent to that of the outer rim. "Sorry about that... Sergeant. We didn't mean to cause any trouble, but our daughter is a bit fussy tonight. She wasn't too keen on our exploring Coruscant." he said, giving Yesenia a look which dared to make a comment.
"I see." the Sergeant said, "Do you have any identification?" he asked.
Yesenia quickly reached into her bag, pulling out the small cards for all three and handing it to the Clone. "I do hope there isn't a problem, Sergeant..." she said sweetly.
"Sergeant Zess." he answered, "We have heard a report that certain members of the Rebel Alliance are in the building Ma'am."
"Oh dear." Yesenia played again, keenly aware of Varian's arm snaking around her waist. She gave him a slight glance. "Do you think they're still in the building?"
The Clone passed her identification cards back, "We're not sure... Mrs. Jens." he said, "We're waiting for them to return."
"Who is it you're looking for?" Varian asked.
"One of the ringleaders, Senator Varian Farrel." Zess answered, "It was reported that he was staying in that room. Which room do you belong in, sir?"
Varian looked at Yesenia. "Which room was it Corinna?" he asked.
Making a show of looking in her bag, she grabbed a piece of paper. "Room 708." she said.
"Well you're on the wrong floor in that case." Sergeant Zess said, "This is the fifth floor. You need to go two floors up."
Yesenia sighed, "I told you, Gavin. When will you listen to me?"
"My apologies." Varian replied, "I'm afraid I was preoccupied with Jewel at the time." he smiled at Mara, earning a giggle from the child.
"You're always preoccupied with Jewel –" she said, adjusting her daughter on her hip. "You spoil her too much."
Varian smirked, "Well, its all your fault, darling. She looks so much like you." Yesenia chuckled darkly at his statement.
"I suppose, then, that you are forgiven." she said as Varian suddenly began nuzzling her neck. "Gavin!" she chided.
Sergeant Zess cleared his throat. "Well, goodnight then." he said as the couple started getting a little too affectionate for his taste.
"Goodnight, Sergeant, I hope you catch those Rebels." Yesenia said in a sultry tone, earning a false growl of jealousy from Varian – or rather, a very real one.
"Come along, Corinna, we don't want to keep the Sergeant from his work." he spat.
"I'm only being pleasant." she replied as they got into the elevator and hit the button which would take them up, and the doors closed.
Once closed, Yesenia turned on Varian. "How dare you?"
"Don't even start." he replied, "My little act back their saved both our skins."
"Only because you played on his awkwardness." she retorted, "But you took it a step too far with your... nuzzling."
"I had to make it clear, would you rather be searched, darling?" Varian asked.
"And that's another thing – we may be husband and wife on paper, but that is all. Do not take such liberties with me in the future." she spat.
Varian scoffed, "I'm sorry, you must feel positively violated by the fact that a man who is not your precious Marco touched you." that earned him a slap across the face.
"You know nothing about my relationship with Marco – and for your knowledge, I was uncomfortable with the fact that Tyrone brought it up this afternoon." she retorted.
"Oh yes, you seemed angry... wait, no that wasn't it, you seemed angry at the fact that he called me your husband." he spat back, "Obviously you have such bad taste in men that your friend was surprised to see me beside you."
"Shut up." Yesenia said quietly, "You know very little about my past, Peregrine. And do not attempt to know anything about me – you'd never understand me if you tried."
"You've never given me the chance." Varian replied. "You're too afraid to let someone other than the rest of my family in, and I'm completely clueless when it comes to you."
"Well you can only blame yourself." she spat.
"That's not true, I've tried to understand you, only to find myself completely in the dark by the end." he replied. "You're not willing to let me understand you."
At that moment, the doors to the elevator opened, reminding them that they currently had no place to go. Their rooms were being searched, and Stormtroopers were waiting for them below. Yesenia let out a breath, getting off of the elevator. "Well, I suppose we need to figure out what to do." she said meekly.
"Good thing that we left our luggage in the Retribution for the time being. At the very least we can head back to the ship and go back to... wherever it is that you were told we would be returning to." Varian said softly.
"I told you earlier where we were going." she said, "We're to return to Ergon to check on Ozara and Anakin."
"Ah." Varian replied, "Well, first we need to get back to our ship." he looked around, "Any suggestions?"
"You're actually asking me?" she inquired. "I'm shocked considering you just made it clear what you think of me a few minutes ago."
Varian was silent, just looking at the redhead with remorse. He could see the hurt swimming in her green eyes – and yet, he had foolishly allowed his words to use his jealousy at hearing about her old lover to send miniature daggers into her heart. "Well," he finally said at length, "Perhaps we should try going out through the alternate elevator and taking it to the hangar bay. We'll go to Dexter's and see if he can help us get to our ship with no trouble. Also, we can see if Mara needs anything."
Yesenia nodded, moving past him as he tried to form an apology. She was still upset with him – and he still hadn't found the courage to tell her what he wanted to say.
Six hours later, the small group was out of Coruscanti airspace, and once more on their way home. However, had anyone else been in the small ship, they would have been rather uncomfortable with the amount of tension which had been built over that period of time between Yesenia and Varian. He had tried to apologize a few hours before, but she had made it clear that she wasn't going to hear him.
Now he sat in the cockpit alone, the ship on regular-speed-autopilot as he tried to come up with what it was that he wanted to say – although he wasn't sure that he would be able to make the ex-assassin listen to him. Over the last year which they had known each other, he had found that he would only anger her the more he pushed to gain her trust. He never understood it, and his sisters had tried to explain that he only needed to push a little deeper to get her to possibly forgive him for his actions when Leiana's death was nigh. Yet, he hadn't understood it, and had repeatedly ignored his sister's advice.
At this point, he was beginning to wonder if their advice held merit, and if he would only be risking his neck for nothing – or if he might, for once, get somewhere. Getting up from his spot, he decided that now would be a good time to see her, as they had a rather short trip ahead of them as Denon was their destination. In truth, it was the one main planet in the Inner Rim which was used as a type of headquarters for the Alliance – in secret of course.
Entering the small sitting room of the ship, Varian watched as Yesenia played with little Mara – her countenance completely void of any of the anger he was used to seeing. He leaned against the doorway, careful not to be noticed by her, and just watched. He had never seen his wife play with Killian as she had died when the boy was born... he wondered if she would have done the same with him. He had seen Yesenia with the four-year-old Killian, as happy as she was at this moment.
But knowing that if he stepped inside, he would be subject to her rather hateful glare – he just watched. It was soothing to him.
However, he wasn't allowed to observe long as a sudden beeping erupted from the cockpit. Scurrying inside, he was greeted with a sight he wasn't particularly happy to see. "Yesenia!" he called.
The sound of footsteps came soon afterwards. "What's wrong?" she asked hurriedly, looking out the windows. "Son of a Mynock! Can this day get any worse?!"
Outside of the windows was a large ship – what's more, it was a ship that they both knew: the Achushnet.
"Well, I hope that Hondo is in a good mood today." Varian said, "Cause otherwise, we are in a lot of trouble."
"You know Hondo Ohsaka?" Yesenia asked.
Varian smiled sheepishly, "In a manner of speaking. Its like saying I know Jabba the Hutt."
"And do you know Jabba the Hutt?" she inquired as their ship was slowly pulled toward the Achushnet. Apparently they couldn't deflect its draw.
"If you consider the fact that he wants my head, then yes I suppose you could say I know Jabba." Varian replied, leaving Yesenia speechless as he walked to the back of the ship to greet their visitors.
Well? What do you guys think? I hope it was good,and I'm afraid I left it a bit hanging. however, it was simply too long for me to continue on one oneshot. :)
By the way, I'm going to need your guys' help on names... namely, Obi-Wan and Leiana's son. He's to be born in either the next oneshot or the one after that one. But I need a name. Whoever names him gets kudos and cyber cookies. :) Also, any ideas for Anakin and Ozara's next kid would be greatly appreciated. Some of you also complained about Skandar's lack of luck in his life... if any of you have Ocs who you think would be good for our lonesome third wheel let me know. :)
Alright, now I'll just end with: please review, I'm looking forward to hearing from you :D