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 Late Nights on Nirauan (L/M) [WIP] 
Myriad


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Title: Late Nights on Nirauan
Timeframe: Sometime during the NJO...
Characters: Mainly L/M, (althought never from their point of view) along with Jaina and others later on
Genre: Romance, Adventure later (hopefully)
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars!
A/N- I have this posted on TF.N and figured maybe I should post it here on SWFF too. Most of you have probably already read it, but for those of you who haven't, thanks for reading! Wink


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Late Nights on Nirauan


I cannot sleep.

I toss and turn. I try all types of techniques and methods for drifting into peaceful slumber.

I, Jaina Solo, cannot sleep on a small mission to Nirauan.

Well, Kyp says itís not small. He thinks its important and essential for the galaxy, or whatever heís constantly crowing about. I believe Master Skywalker agrees with him. Thatís a firstÖ

Maybe it is the hard, cold rocks are laying on. Or perhaps it is the increasing dampness that seems to cover our belongings. But I have slept in worse conditions before- much worse. An X-wing pilot compartment, Vong Warships, jagged rock floors. Tons of places a lot dirtier, scarier, and less comfortable than this craggy cave. I just cannot explain my insomnia.

Frustrated, I close my eyes and open myself to the Force, feel it flow around me. I find that I am not the only one sill awake. Aunt Mara and Uncle Luke arenít sleeping either.

I open my eyes and squint to adjust to the darkness. Once my surroundings have slid into focus, I look towards where my aunt and uncle lay. Although in separate sleeping bags, they are stretched out side by side, faces inches from one another.

Amidst the running water I detect a separate sound- they are talking. I strain my ears to catch a glimpse of what theyíre saying, but to no avail.

But through the Force, I hear the emotion.

It is amazing, the bond that they share. I can feel it, a small part of it, and I know it is much more than I imagine. They seem to always be spiritually linked ot each other. When in time of stress or seemingly impossible situations they reach out for each other.

Uncle Luke and Aunt Mara seem so perfect together, so complete. No doubts or insecurities.

I wish I could say the same thing about Jag and me.

I shut my eyes in frustration. With Jag, I never know where I stand. Where we stand. Everything is too complicated to understand. We both live such different lives, different paths. And Force knows about Kyp and me! That is definitely a complex topic I donít even want to think about right now. Just Ďgo with the flowí, as Jacen would say.

I open my eyes again. Mara is talking now. She is a beautiful woman, inside and out. No matter what she says about being the former Emperorís Hand, or her weapons and fighting knowledge, or dark sense of humor, I think she is the most kind and selfless person I have ever known.

I love the way her long red hair glitters in the sunlight, and how her thin lips tuck into a smirk when Master Skywalker comments on her lightsaber techniques. I admire her selfless devotion to the mission at hand, and her brilliance and charm that Uncle Luke loves so.

A small jab of sorrow cuts through the Force like a dagger, interrupting my thoughts.

I glance up again, and my throat closes with emotion as I watch Aunt Mara lift her hand and gently stroke Uncle Lukeís cheek. She whispers something softly to him, her green eyes filled with compassion. He closes his hand on hers and gazes back at her.

I feel a deep sense of calm and Iím not sure if itís their emotions or mine.

Luke wraps his arm around his wifeís shoulders and bends to kiss her. She winds her arm tightly around his neck and leans deeply into the kiss.

It strings a chord far inside my heart. My auntís affection for my uncle comes out in the privacy of close friends and family, but never this personal or passionate. A gentle wave of emotions washes gently over me and tears well up in my eyes.

ButÖ respect for Luke and Mara overcomes my curiosity and fascination so I close my eyes and attempt to stop reading their thoughts.

Several minutes later I take a peek. They are no longer embracing one another, and their eyes are closed in peaceful slumber. Yet their hands are still clasped together.

I smile to myself and, once again, stare admiringly at my Aunt. Now that she is asleep, with the muscles in her face relaxed, all signs of stress and anxiety erased, she looks so much younger. Now, with her disease constantly robbing her of her energy, peaceful times like this are rare.

Suddenly, I find myself staring into a pair of vivid emerald eyes, and they are staring back.

I snap my eyes shut, horribly embarrassed at being caught eavesdropping on Mara. Then I stop. This is foolish. She already saw me.

Tentatively, I look again. But she is merely smiling at me, eyes sparkling with amusement. I have no idea what to do.

She glances at Lukeís sleeping form, and then back at me- she knows I have been watching everything.

Mara winks at me. I smile in reply, knowing that everything is fine.

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Lady_Mara


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Struck again by the gentle sweetness of Jaina's POV. Hope this continues soon. Smile
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Myriad


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Lady_Mara wrote:
Struck again by the gentle sweetness of Jaina's POV. Hope this continues soon. Smile
Hugs!


Thanks, Lady! Smile
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kataja


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Very beautiful little viggie!
After Sacrifice it's actually comforting to read a story like this where beauty and sadness mix together so effortlessly. It reminds me that the shadow of loss would always linger above L&M just because the way of life they lived, but that they non the less had an unusually rich life together!

I liked it that it was Jainas POV! Wonder what will happen to that girl in the profics...
Also nice to se, for once, the point that Jaina and Mara were close - Jaina was Maras apprectice after all!

Sweet without muchiness. Good work!
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