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Christmas 2008 had been spent aboard Ralroost, waiting as John healed up from being impaled during a mission. Since then there'd been a couple more Christmases, to the point that Jaina had absolutely no problem taking some time to go home. The new Jedi Academy was barely at the beginning stages of being built, she had potential mission stuff to talk over with Luke, and she hadn't gotten to spend hardly any time at all with tiny Ben before coming back to Fandom last time. Holidays were supposed to be about family, and she was all about that this year.

And getting to bring John with her was an unexpected bonus. Her family had to be wtfing at her when she left a room, but that was fine. She knew it was confusing. There was happiness going on here, that's what counted.

After spending some time with everyone, Jaina led John back to the room (Han, being the type of dad he was, had insisted on them having two separate rooms, and Jaina had said fine and then completely disregarded this), asking, "Is it weird to be back here?"

[NFB for distance, SP is a yay, and for that guy she showed up with.]

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"Might be a little weirder for your folks," he pointed out. As long as it had been since he'd been in a galaxy far, far away, John was prepared to show he was a pro.

"Maybe," she conceded. "Though at least I know my mom listened to me and didn't tell my dad the whole story, since he's being good." Granted, it was that cautious sort of nice, the kind that hid a thinly veiled She's smiling, so I don't have to kill you, but..., but still. He was being good.

Because the whole story would paint John in such a great light. "Sure, though I get the feeling he'd prefer if you'd brought someone else, or maybe come alone."

"He does know we broke up. And he found out... less than a month ago in his time," she pointed out, taking a seat on the bed. "He's probably just wondering what happened. He'll loosen up."

"Yes, because he was so loose with me before," John replied, smiling a little down at her.

"He likes you," Jaina said, patting the spot next to her in case he thought he had to stand or something. "It's just his job as dad to glare at boys his little girl dates."

"You are kinda little," John agreed, taking her invitation to climb onto the bed sideways next to her. "Maybe there's something to that."

Jaina took advantage of his new positioning to reach and swat at his shoulder. "I'm a tough girl, it should make up for my size."

Something about her smacking his shoulder made him smile and lean back. It was a sort of victory in itself. "Should."

"This is why I call you a brat, you know," she teased. "And there are people here litter than me. Yes, that's all I have right now."

"True," John allowed, unable to stop smirking crookedly at her. "At three, Ben manages that pretty well."

"I'll have you know, he's got at least another seven years before he's my height." Yes, Jaina knew she was short.

John leaned forward to wrap his arms around her, which was made easier by her tinyness. "And in seven years we'll find someone else smaller than you."

Jaina had abandoned jumping to conclusions when it came to him, and she knew he had to just be teasing. Still, that was the most forward-thinking she'd heard him be, and she couldn't help wondering where he thought he'd be in seven years and whether tiny people would be involved. There were many reasons she didn't want to open that can of worms right now.

Moving closer now that she had an excuse to do so, she asked, "Think there'll be anyone left like that in seven years?" She'd go the teasy, self-depricating route instead.

He'd not meant anything by it, just the usual good-natured teasing that he never felt he got to do enough of with her.

"There's gotta be someone," he considered. "Maybe you'll discover a tiny alien race to tower over."

Well, yes. They were called Killiks.

"You know, I will always be taller than Tekli," she agreed. Tekli, of course, was a meter tall and not expecting a growth spurt ever.

"Isn't that the rat kid?" John checked, not so great at remembering things like what to call the Chandra-Fan. "I was thinking more midget humanoids."

That would earn him another thwap. "Please never say any of what you just said in public. She's not a rat kid."

"Hey, I never offered her any cheese, did I?" Despite really, really wanting to.

"I think you're trying to turn me abusive," she said, realizing her thwapping would do no good anyway.

"Turn you abusive?" John asked, seeming confused by these words.

She thwapped him again, lightly, just so he'd know what she meant.

"Oh, that! It's okay, I've gotten used to it," he teased, flinching at the thwap.

"Oh, is that supposed to mean I should come up with a new method of negative reinforcement?" she asked lightly.

His raised eyebrow was certainly interested. "What would the new method entail?"

"No idea yet. I think it'd have to be trial and error," Jaina said. Especially since she'd expect him to like one or two of them.

"Well, there's no time like the present to try something. Maybe I'll even be discouraged to embarrass you in front of friends." And mainly he was curious what she would do.

"Sounds to me like you're looking too forward to this," she said, not that she was accusing or anything.

"I admit I'm interested," John said. "But the looking forward part is dependent on what it is, exactly."

"Whatever it is," because she had no idea yet, "it's me doing it, so..."

He smiled and tilted his head to one side, completely waiting.

Jaina grinned. "Don't look at me like that, you're going to distract me from what I'm actually supposed to be doing."

She was teasing him terribly without doing anything. "Which would be..."

"I can't remember. I was so distracted." Which was why she was smirking and sliding her hand over his side, sure.

"Was there something shiny way down there where I'd never see?" John teased, reminding her of the topic at hand.

"Do not talk about shiny, it really will distract me and put me right on the topic of presents," she warned even as she leaned in to kiss his neck.

"I thought you liked shiny presents," he answered, frowning a little despite the kissing. "I might need to exchange something in that case."

She raised her eyebrows at that. "I like shiny presents," she agreed. "I like giving them, too." Tease.

"Maybe we should work out some sort of exchange between us," he suggested, slow smile spreading replacing the frown. "I mean, to save me the trip to the store."

"I hear Christmas is about exchanging things, so that might just work out," she grinned. "It will involve getting up, but I think it'll be worth it." Knowing them, they'd just get to the kissy stuff after.

"So I get a reprieve on my negative reinforcement?" John verified, not worried because he knew these things would work themselves out eventually.

"Yes," she said, trying not to look too amused. "After the positive reinforcement comes the negative." They were so weird. She loved it.

"Hold that thought," he told her, relinquishing his hold and leaning far over the side of the bed in search of a small box tucked in a sock in his duffel bag.

"Thought held," she said, needing to pull away and get up in order to retrieve her own box from under the bed. The distance was made easier by the rampant curiosity.

John shook the wrapped box from the sock and sat up again, placing the gift on the bed in front of him. "Ready?"

"Ready," she said, taking her seat and holding out the wrapped box to him.

It was exciting, receiving a present and giving one when it wasn't even close to Christmas in his timeline. "I have no problem going first," he told her, taking his present and tearing into the paper with enthusiasm. "Oh, this is great!" John was immediately getting the watch out and putting it on and deciding it was far better than the one he wore for work purposes. "Thanks, Jaina."

"I missed at least one promotion, and it should stand up to just about anything," she explained. Besides, she still had his in her desk drawer and she figured he probably owed him one.

As she spoke, she unwrapped her present- noting the size of the box because prom taught her to even if she had no expectations- pleasantly surprise when she opened the box. "I love it," she said, looking up to smile at him. "Thank you."

He'd debated the purchase of any sort of ring, but that one had called out to him somehow. "Good. Because I don't think it'd look quite the same on me," he teased, trying to keep things nice and light.

This was completely safe, and Jaina was already slipping it onto her finger. "I don't even have to take this off for training," she realized. And that really was a good thing in her book. She liked that she could just keep this on without worrying about something happening to it. "You do good."

"I try," he replied, smiling. "Do I get a reward for doing good?" At least he wasn't asking for the opposite.

Smiling, she leaned in to kiss him softly. "Is that what you were thinking?"

"Sort of," he agreed with a little nod.

She kissed him again, a little bit longer, a little bit more firmly, brushing her hair behind her ear as she pulled back. "More to your liking?"

He closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss as long as it lasted and finally smiling at her. "You seem happy." Maybe he was just seeing his own feelings mirrored in her.

It was sort of weird for her. Since she was sixteen there had always been war and death going on in her life, and while she'd been happy with him before, all the looming bad stuff had kept her from really fully committing to being happy. This, without worrying that everything was going to fall apart or get taken away, was just a whole new level. "I am," she said, smiling. "Are you?"

"Weird as it might be, I am," he said and then froze for a moment before craning his neck around, as if checking the room.

"What?" she asked, frowning a little.

John turned back to face her with a half-smile. "Just waiting for something bad to happen."

"Not allowed," she said, sliding her arms around his neck. "We've both been through enough, separate and together. We deserve time where nothing bad happens."

"See, you say that and I'm half expecting a knock on the door," he told her. This didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around her.

Jaina paused, waiting for it now, too. "See, nothing," she said after a moment. "I love having you back here."

"Do you, now?" John asked, smirking a little because he totally won at being the one there. Yes, it was a competition in his mind.

"It just feels more like home with you here," she said, trailing the fingers of one hand lightly along his neck. If this was a competition, he blew everyone else even out of the running, yes. "Like you complete the picture."

That was not actually even close to what he expected to hear. "I've been told I'm not too terrible to look at in pictures." Okay, so maybe she'd scared him a little with serious talk. It was that bad thing he'd been waiting for.

"Well, there is that," she said, watching him. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," he said quickly, leaning in to try distracting her with a kiss. He was just aware that he could never really be the guy to complete anyone's picture. Especially hers, knowing what he did.

She kissed him back, but couldn't leave it alone if she thought she'd just made things weird by being honest. "If I did, you have to tell me, because otherwise I will just keep wondering and assuming the worst," she pointed out.

"Nothing wrong," he replied easily, "just unexpected."

"Have I never said that before?" There were a lot of things Jaina realized too late that she'd meant to say and didn't. This was probably one of them.

"Uh, not so much." He wasn't looking for her to repeat it, nor did he expect any sort of explanation, it was simple fact.

"I should have. A long time ago," she said, a little apologetically.

"It's not exactly anything I'd ever expected to hear," he shrugged, not thinking it was anything that required apology.

"Really? I thought I'd been kind of obvious about liking you being here." Though, she realized, she honestly didn't know when the last time she'd relaxed enough here for it to be obvious.

Before was a long time ago, and it had been packed with bunches of different issues altogether. "Now," he agreed, "and that's what matters, right?" Living in the now was key.

"Definitely," she agreed. "I'm glad you were able to come. I like spending Christmases with you. Especially when we're away from the billion Christmas specials I've seen far too much of now." There, that was simple.

"Does it count as Christmas if we're here?" John wondered.

"There were presents, so yes," she decided. "Just be glad I didn't take you to Kashyyyk for Life Day."

Last John had heard, he thought that planet had been set on fire. Weird. "Life Day sounds like there's meditation involved," he said, making a face.

"Not at all. It's a Wookiee holiday. A lot like Christmas in some ways, and around the same time, but there's no Santa. And way more Wookiees." ~~And Princess Leia sings!~~

"So, hairy guys without pants celebrating together. Sounds thrilling." Oh John.

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"There are robes!" she laughed.

Yeah, like he was buying that. "I'm not asking what they do with the robes."

Now she was staring. "Wear them for the ceremony, what were you thinking?"

"They don't wear much of anything the rest of the time," he pointed out, "so it's kinda kinky." It would be the equivalent of humans going around naked for a ceremony.

"Oh, sweetie, please don't refer to Wookiees or their behavior as 'kinky'." Her poor brain.

"What, not a fan of kinky?" He should probably just stop talking.

"Not when it comes to Wookiees I have to work with," she said. He should know where she stood otherwise by now.

"Hey, things can change," he pointed out. "Maybe if you'd been the one seven years ahead you'd see things differently." Yes, and hooked up with Lowie.

"Does that mean you think I'd be kinkier, or that I'd have come around to interspecies lovin'?" ...Dimitri did not count. Because Jaina didn't know guardians weren't totally human, shush.

"Hmm, both," John decided, thinking one might get him someplace and the other was funny so both were needed.

"Hate to disappoint you, but I'm pretty sure I'm sticking to my own species in that department," she assured him.

A thoughtful look came over his face. "As someone from a galaxy far, far away from here, I gotta wonder if you haven't already."

"Maybe I was so traumatized by our breakup I decided no more humans for me?" she asked, wondering if he wasn't just a little insane.

"Just 'cause I'm not green doesn't mean we're the same species," John pointed out.

She gave him a funny look. "We're both human, aren't we?"

"How can you call it the same thing from all the way out here?" Something about this was blowing his mind.

"No idea. For all I know way back when people from my galaxy colonized on Earth or something," she shrugged. "But I bet if we wanted to grab Cilghal and compare our DNA, we'd both show up the same." Except he was the one with a funky gene.

"Of course we'd be the colonized ones," John said, chuckling a little. "That earn me any special points with you?"

"Hey, Zayne's from ten thousand years ago and he's got far more advanced technology than Earth does, it stands to reason you're our fault," she grinned. "Did you really think I wasn't human all this time?"

"Well, I've never met a girl who can pinch with her toes like you do," John pointed out, totally thinking this was a sign of her alieny-ness.

"That's because I'm special," she pointed out. "And also because I grew up with brothers."

"I had a brother, too," John reminded her. "Yet my feet are normal."

"Maybe I was just more ruthless. And my feet are normal, just talented."

"Ruthless and talented," he repeated with an air of pride in his voice. "That's my girl."

"Better watch it, I might start to think you only love me for my feet." She had no idea how they ended up talking like this sometimes, but she'd never knock it.

"Right, and that would be bad," he said very seriously.

"Very," she nodded. "Fantastic as they are, that'd be shallow."

"And you're not the shallow type," he said, fingertips gliding up her back.

"Short, not shallow," she said, smiling at the feel of his fingers.

"That make me tall and shallow?" He'd be fine with the description, actually.

"It makes you tall." She didn't think anyone with his history could be shallow.

"And..." He said, leading her to a second descriptor for fun.

"And incredibly hot." She thought he might protest if she said he was deep. This way she knew he'd just start smirking.

It was like she enjoyed the smirk. "You know your audience well."

"I've picked up a thing or two over the years," she said, looking a little smug.

"A thing or two..." It was the smug look that had him reaching down to tug her closer. "Have you now?"

She moved one hand to slip around his waist, because the closer thing made her happy. "I'd like to think so. Think I'm wrong?"

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you're very right," he said, leaning in to give he a little kiss. It was nearly problematic how well she knew him.

"I like hearing that," she said, giving him another light kiss just for saying she was right.

"Well, I like keeping you around," he teased. "Especially when I think you were assigned a different room."

"Sometimes I break rules," Jaina explained lightly. "When I think it's worth it."

"That's something we have in common," John replied. Whether that was always a good thing remained to be seen.

"Good. Then you won't tattle on me about the room thing." Like he would.

"It'd be like asking for a blaster to the gut," he answered.

"Just a glare, I promise," she said, giving him a little reassuring kiss.

"That's a good promise," he decided, attempting to lengthen the kiss.

She let him, thinking it amazing that in this whole talk they hadn't gotten a really good kiss out of it yet. And they should, just in case anyone did come knocking.

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