Chapter Three

Jaina gently eased the snow speeder to a halt in front of the large sprawling residence. She got out of the speeder in the last of the fading light and tugged at her black flight suit futilely, trying to make it appear less wrinkled. With a strange mix of anticipation and absolute calm, Jaina walked up to the entrance to the large home and activated the button that would announce her presence. She shivered in the cold evening air, feeling the wind bite into her cheeks as she waited.

Several moments later, the door swung open. "Hello." The greeting was almost a question coming from the mouth of the young, blonde teenage girl who opened the door.

"Hello," Jaina responded almost automatically to the polite greeting. As the girl watched her expectantly, Jaina suddenly found it very hard to speak. She managed to ask, "Is Colonel Fel here?" She saw the girl take in her appearance- the black non-descript flight suit, the lightsaber dangling at her belt and the way that she was standing- her feet spread wide in a solid stance and her hands clasped behind her back.

Jaina saw the flicker of surprise and maybe recognition in the girl's eyes. "Come in please," the girl finally said. She stepped back quickly to let Jaina enter, a mixture of caution and bubbly excitement plainly visible in the way that she moved. "You're Jaina Solo, aren't you?"

But Jaina didn't hear her question. Instead she was focused on the man who had just entered the room. He stared at her blankly at first and then in disbelief. She stared at him across the room, taking in every detail of his appearance. He was wearing his full dress uniform, deep black accented only by the red piping of his uniform, the brilliant colors of his numerous medals and his rank insignia. His dark hair shown, cropped far shorter than she remembered, but the splash of white that arced back from the scar on his forehead still stood out distinctly, giving him an air of power and command.

In an instant, their gazes met across the room and Jaina took an involuntary step forwards, moving closer to him. "Hi," she said softly, not even noticing the older man and woman who had entered the room behind him.

"Jaina," he whispered. She was shocked to see the brilliant smile that flashed across his face. When he spoke again, however, his voice was curious but cautious. "Why are you here, Jaina?"

She took another step closer to him, hating the distance between them that was more than just the two meters that separated them. "I need to talk to you," she said quietly.

He nodded curtly in response and gestured with one hand for her to precede him into the next room. As he fell into step with her, Jaina felt his hand lightly rest on the small of her back as he guided her into the next room. She shivered at the sensation that even that light touch sent running down her spine as they stepped into the room. In the darkened room, they stood mere inches apart.

"Is everything okay," Jag asked softly, concern for her clearly evident in his voice.

Jaina nodded, suddenly feeling awkward standing there in front of him. She tilted her head up to look into his eyes. "I missed you," she said honestly. "I missed you so much."

He looked at her curiously, "You came all of the way to the Unknown Regions, just because you missed me?"

She nodded, "And because I realized that I'd made a mistake." She looked down, "I should have come with you when you left Zonama Sekot," she admitted. "But I didn't because I was afraid. I was afraid of what you wanting me to meet your family would mean for us and I was afraid of admitting how much I needed you to be a part of my life."

"Jaina," he cut in, but she held a finger to his lips, gently cutting him off.

"Jag," she said simply, "I love you and I don't want anything to come between us."

He reached a hand out, placing it gently on her hip and then pulled her closer to him. "I love you, too, Jaina Solo," he whispered as he leaned in to kiss her.

After the kiss had ended, they remained in their embrace, as close to one another as they could be. As Jag held her, Jaina looked up to meet his eyes. "I was so unhappy after you left," she confessed. "I missed you so badly, but I didn't even know what was missing in my life. I thought that there was so much that I needed to do before I could be with you, but I was wrong. If I live every moment trying to fight for the future and worried about what it might hold, I'll never live." Her smile grew sad, "I fought too hard, to not live my life." She pulled away from him slightly, and he could see the nervousness in her eyes. "Will you be a part of that life?"

"Always," he replied without hesitation. "I will never leave you, Jaina." The reminder of his promise to her was not lost on Jaina and she melted into his embrace without reservation. He was what she had been searching for, even when she didn't know that she was searching. Jag was her answer and she wouldn't try to deny it any longer.