A/N: Luke is on the verge of driving Mara crazy near the end of her pregnancy. This is a very short piece. Not sure where to post it so I'll post this in both WBMG and Fleeting Moments.
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Mara Jade Skywalker hustled into the Falcon's cockpit as quickly as possible—that is not very quickly at all given her current condition. She was nine months pregnant and due to pop at any instant. Han looked up with amused look as his sister-in-law walked into the cockpit.
"Problem, Mara?" He asked, grinning.
Mara responded with a wry smirk, "Just trying to lose that ball and chain of mine for a moment."
Han laughed. "Ball and chain…"
"Yes, the one currently shackled to my ankle twenty four seven." She sighed wearily. "I love him, Han, but he is really starting to annoy me with his mother-henning."
"The Kid means well." He gestured for her to sit. "He's got first-time daddy jitters is all."
"I know." Mara took a seat. "But it's getting so close, I swear I think he'd follow me into the 'fresher if I'd let him. He acts like I'll go into labor and give birth to the kid on the commode. Half the time I want to take out my blaster and stun him just so I can have a moment's peace."
Han just chuckled.
"Mara…"
The redhead groaned.
"Here comes your ball and chain now." Han chimed.
Poor Mara, Luke loves her so...to the point of driving her ready to shoot him lol