Chapter Ten: And That is That (Wrap Up)
Janice sat once again on her bed. She was upset, and, subconsciously, she knew why, but nothing in the galaxy was going to make her admit it to herself.
Except Luke, that is.
Absent from everything but her own inward struggle, she failed to notice a soft tap on the door.
"Janice?" Luke called through the door.
Janice snapped out of her imagination and stared wide-eyed at the door a moment before quickly commanding the computer to open it.
Luke stood in the doorway and frowned thoughtfully at her pitiful state. "What's wrong, Janice?" he asked.
Janice was too startled to sigh. This meeting had not been on her to-do list. She looked back down at the floor.
Instead of coming in and intruding on Janice's personal space, Luke held up his palm and used the force to lift her chin. He was rewarded with the feedback of a slight smile from Janice.
"Listen to your feelings," was all he said.
Janice suddenly rushed across the room to hug him. "Okay," she whispered, with a resonance of finality.
Amarav looked quickly right, then left. She had a funny feeling tonight, and it wasn't going away.
Sitting up in her bed, she furtively considered what the problem might be.
"Hm," she thought, "I feel like something is happening, but I don't know what."
Unfortunately, poor Amarav wouldn't know for another eleven years.
Somewhere in the remote distance, King Demetrius and Queen Lacy of Farlovelle sat across from King Sharuft and Prince Sean of Enstacia, who looked sulkingly off to one side, while his father reviewed his section of the treaty.
"I take it that this means you won't attack our people anymore," stated Queen Lacy, a bit of hesitant disdain in her usually sweet tone of voice.
King Sharuft looked up from the papers. "No, we will not," he stated simply.
Queen Lacy shifted uncomfortably. "Why?" she asked, with some naivety.
"Because otherwise this war will come to no end," he answered her, some annoyance bristling.
Farlovelle's king Demetrius then intervened. "Lacy, this is what we all need."
"Of course, honey, but I was just wondering why they'd do this at all. I thought we were still at war."
Sean then spoke, without turning to face them. "My mother didn't approve," he grumbled.
Lacy paused, then nodded her acknowledgment. "I agree with her."
The next morning on the Starship 2000, it was time for their allies to go. The three Lunova sisters, Chewbacca and Han Solo, and R2-D2, C-3PO, and Luke Skywalker were all gathered on the StarShip 2000's landing platform, next to the Millennium Falcon.
"Thanks for all your help," said Amarav to the group.
"It wasn't a problem," said Luke, smiling.
"Yeah, no problem for you," said Han. "I did a lot of the work too, ya know."
"Yes, well," said Janice, smiling at Han. "We are most grateful for all your efforts."
Han dipped his head.
Rosie patted R2 and said, "Bye, Artoo. I hope we'll see you again someday."
R2 chirped cordially.
Chewie cocked his head slightly before they turned to go, R2-D2 and C-3PO following obediently behind.
"If you ever need us, we're just a couple of lightyears away," said Luke, smiling at them as he turned to go.
Janice hesitated a half a second, then cried "Wait!" as she ran up to Luke to hug him again.
"Luke..." she said quietly. Then she drew back slightly and whispered something in his ear.
Luke smiled, and, laughing, said, "But you don't even have the force yet!"
She smiled back at him and replied, "I'd find a way."
They both exchanged knowing smiles a moment, then parted ways, possibly never to meet again.
Or possibly to meet again.
Janice never could tell.