solo_sword | Mon Calamari, Friday Fandom time

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Mon Calamari, Friday Fandom time

Once Jacen, Luke and Mara left, it was time to start gearing up for their own departure. Jaina and the rest of Twin Suns would be headed with Han and Leia to Galantos, not that they knew that yet, and there was too much still left to do. On one hand, it was driving her crazy not to be doing it all right now. On the other, a good point of having a co-leader to the squadron now was that she couldn't feel too badly about taking a little bit of time for her boyfriend before he left. If giving up that little bit of control bothered her that much anyway, then she was just not going to be able to deal once she got back to Fandom, so it was best to get used to it now. That was her story and she was sticking to it.

She headed back towards John's quarters, knocking on the door, because she was polite like that.

[For the visitor.]

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"Come on in!" John called from where he was sprawled on his cot. It wasn't like he had anything to pack, he lived out of his duffel on these trips.

Jaina opened the door, giving him a little smile. "Like a goddess needs to wait for permission." Oh yeah, she was still technically doing the goddess thing.

"Sorry, Your Worship, allow me to pay my respects," he said cheekily, getting up and moving toward her.

While amused, she had to ask, "Please don't call me that. Am I interrupting anything important?" She knew she wasn't.

"Yes," he lied, bending down to give her a hug in greeting. Given how many weeks he went without that stuff, he was intent on sneaking it in when he could.

"I have too much to do," she muttered, because she was completely content to just stay in here all day with her arms around him. Not that she was going anywhere yet.

"And I thought you just had me," he teased with a little grin. "What's up now?"

"Just all the last minute preparations for the mission," Jaina explained. "I'm making Jag take his turn as a good little co-commander for now."

"We should give him a lolly if he does a good job," John suggested, fond as ever.

"Be nice," she admonished. "You've followed him before, you know he does a good job."

"Did you give him a lolly then?" Oh John, be nice and stop scowling.

"I think you missed the 'be nice' part."

"This is me nice," he reminded her. "You wouldn't like mean." It involved shooting people.

"You wouldn't be mean," she said, really believing that. There were maybe some things she didn't realize even after two years. "Besides, he's helping me. This means less work for me."

"You don't know me so well as you think," he teased, knowing he could be mean. "Less work is good, but I don't have to like him."

"How good are you at pretending?" She knew that wouldn't work.

"Depends," he said, "are we pretending he doesn't exist or that I like him?"

"Either one, depending on the situation," Jaina said. "He's not doing anything wrong, just his job, and it benefits me. A lot." She paused. "Though he can not exist right now."

"Who?"

It was fun to pretend.

"Exactly," she said with a little smile. "So, I talked to Jacen."

"Me too. I'm betting your conversation was more interesting, though," he said, expecting something good if she was starting with 'so.'

"I'm not worrying," she said slowly, and meant it. "I know I've been saying one thing, but I think I've been thinking another. Like I'm expecting it all to go wrong now, or something. I don't think I have a reason to."

"Good," he said slowly, half expecting more.

Oh, there was.

"I think I've freaked him out," she said after a moment.

He moved toward his bed-thing to sit and hear this story. "How'd you freak him out?"

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