"Commander Skywalker, a message just came in for you."
Luke wondered who it could be from. It was a little late at night. "Thanks, Sayl, just put it through here." He was in his room in the new Rebel base, the one that had just been established about a week ago. This one had larger rooms and fewer personnel, the latter for security reasons.
The Rebel officer's face dissolved into a picture of Saera. Saera? He touched the play button.
"Hey, Luke! It's me. Well, you can see that. But anyway, it's been a long time since we talked, huh? Of course it has. But that's my fault. It was just hard to find you guys, with the relocation of the base and the big net of communication rings and stuff. Rebel sec really is paranoid. Anyway, I just wanted to send a message saying that I'm sorry for being such a dork before. I mean, really. No offense or anything, but I was an idiot to think I was in love with you. OK, that sounded really mean. I'm sorry." She pouted slightly, and he had to laugh. "Anyway, I really do want to be friends, still, just like we always were. I mean, you're like a brother to me. Really. And I do love you platonically. I just want us to still be friends, OK?
"And next, I wanted to thank you. Thank you so, so much for stopping Glynn. He was all ready to make a jump to hyperspace. If you hadn't beeped him when you did...I don't know what I'd have done.
"We're going back to Tatooine. I kind of promised my dad that I'd come back after I'd found you. I'll make sure everyone on Tatooine knows that you're healthy and doing great. Unless you don't want me to." She got a worried look on her face. "Maybe you should drop me a line, hmmn? I don't want to 'compromise your position' or something." He had to laugh again at her use of the phrase without really knowing what she was talking about.
"So, I guess I'll talk to you again, maybe. Please send a transmission back. Oh, and Glynn wants to say something--" she was pushed off screen momentarily, then managed to pop back up, glaring playfully off to the left. "He'll be on in a sec."
The tape blanked out for a second, and then he saw Glynn on the screen.
"Do I have to?"
"Yes!" Someone hissed. "Don't worry, I'll find some way to make you."
"Fine, fine," he grumbled, only half annoyed. Then he squinted at something just in front of him. "Um, did you already turn it on?"
"Oh great! Now it got all that. Hurry up, and you'd better apologize for this, too!"
"OK, OK!" He plastered a goofily fake smile on." Sorry, Luke, for you catching my unenthusiastic attitude towards this activity. Oh, and sorry for being an ass."
"GLYNN!" Saera shrieked, jumping on him and pulling him off screen. There was a pained yelp, and then the screen went fuzzy for about a second. Luke eyed it warily. Then another image of Glynn came up.
"Hey, Skywalker, I have to whisper because I don't want Saera to hear this," he said in a hushed tone. "She can't know I actually appreciate what you did for us. But I do. I know you didn't have to, but you did. I really was a giant ass, and you still tried your hardest to help, and it worked. And, Luke, I felt something of you on her when she told me she loved me. I don't mean she smelled like you or something weird like that. No, whatever it was, I'm pretty sure it had to do with the Force. So thanks, for everything you did. I'm in your debt, if you ever need a favor or something. May the Force be with you." The camera blinked up again, and Saera appeared once more.
"Bye! Remember to record a message if you can, or come home to Tatooine again! I'll talk to you later!" The message ended with a frozen frame of Saera smiling. He liked that picture. It was a picture that Glynn had created, like he knew he would. She was so happy with him, and he knew he'd made the right choice in helping them.
Luke turned the screen off and walked over to the little window at the end of his room. He gazed up at the stars, and all the blackness in between them. It felt good knowing that somewhere in all that blackness there was a tiny splinter of light, created by two people in love.
It's over! It's all over! My longest story ever! It's over! (Let me gag, by the way. This is one of those endings that you write and then look at the last line or so and think "How on EARTH could I be so cheesy?" And it's been edited DOWN to that level of cheesiness, too.) Thanks to everyone that reviewed and anyone that might have read and not reviewed. Also thanks to George Lucas for creating such a nice playground for all of to jump around on for a while. Anyway, I can't believe it's done!
Freetrader - Aww, I'm sorry about the cliffhanger! I just had to. It's not that often I do those, remember. I couldn't make more Saera-angst, sorry, but it was time to get them back together again. Besides, the best angst is when it's a character people like. And it's a happy ending! See! Joy joy joy. :D Oh, and thanks so much for being my one constant reader (that I can tell)
Amanda - I don't want to break you heart! Although, that does mean I accomplished my goal of writing angst...anyway, it was always going to be a happy ending story, but it had to be a lil' angst (points to category marking)