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ryder-s-block · 4 years

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Jaig Eyes (Ch 68)

Jaig Eyes (68/?)

Summary:

Kida, a former slave who now thrives as a bounty hunter, finds herself sucked into the war she advised Jango Fett against. Now that she’s involved, she has to finally mourn the loss of Jango, seeing his face in the clones that man the GAR. What happens when she allows herself to get attached to one, not for his resemblance to her former mentor, but for his heart?

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Chapter Sixty-Eight: Peace Talks

Despite having been on Mandalore before, I’d never actually been inside the domed capital city of Sundari. Obi-wan had talked of it often, in the many times he’d told stories to the clones on late nights during campaigns. He told epic tales of his time protecting the young Duchess Satine. His men saw them as morale-boosting war stories. But I knew better. I knew the true allure that laid within those memories for Obi-wan. He was telling love stories.

And what a better setting for them? The city was beautiful, reminding me of what Coruscant’s lower levels would look like if they were well-maintained.

And cared about art.

Having rejected the old Mandalorian way, the new pacifist government didn’t even let me wear my beskar in. I had to leave it, along with all of our weapons, back on the shuttle. Knowing this would happen, I’d asked Padme why she wanted me along.

We’d been sitting in her apartment on Coruscant when she’s suggested it. I’d told myself, while guiding my speeder through the air towards her, that I was going there to look for Anakin. He had to be told about what happened...right?

But deep down, I felt that he already knew. And that he was at the Jedi Temple, trying to sort this all out.

And the truth was that I was going to Padme’s apartment for her and the comfort she provided to me. I’d exited my speeder and entered her apartment without issue, her security system still recognizing me. I hadn’t even bothered to change after leaving the transport that brought me back from Umbara.

When the senator saw me, she only held out her arms to me, her face sad. Anakin must have told her. Or maybe she saw the entire story etched into the lines of my face.

I ran to her, letting the kind woman take me under her wing as she had with her younger sisters when they were young. She listened. Consoled. Forced me to clean up and then fed me.

The Coruscant skyline was bathed in the golden light of the sunset when Padme finally suggested a new mission. She saw it as a leave of absence without actually asking for one. I’d go with her to some rather uncertain attempt at peace talks, as I had once been her personal security, and be able to escape the battlefield for a bit.

She claimed Anakin needed it sometimes, too. It made sense. After all, I’d given it to the clones when Echo died.

I felt overcome with guilt as I stood beside Padme’s chair, my hands folded behind my back. Here I was, taking on an easy mission without even thinking about looking after the clones. Of course, I’d tried to see them, but they were all on lock-down, more or less.

Considering all that had happened, there was a lot of briefing to be done. Even Rex, who had snuck away for a moment to comm me on our private channel, told me that he’d likely not be able to see me for a while...until all the protocol and scrutiny was gone.

I had a fair share of my own, of course, considering I raged out on a Jedi. Still, Dogma took the brute of it all, willingly. I wanted to defend him. To leap forward into the Chancellor’s office and explain that I was every bit as willing as Dogma to shoot Krell. I’d chopped two of the Jedi’s arms off, for Ka’ra’s sake.

But in the end, what use would that be? I’d just get more of us tried for treason. And Dogma’s mind screamed that. This was his redemption. So I let him.

That didn’t mean I’d ever stop feeling the guilt, though.

My attention was dragged back to the room when I felt a spike of frustration ripple from the representatives across from us. Beside me, sitting in a simple chair, was Senator Amidala. Beside her were Senators Organa and Mothma. Behind us were a line of Republic Senatorial Guards.

To my far left, overseeing the meeting, was Duchess Satine. She’d remembered me well. I felt the confused emotions towards me when I’d first entered the room. I’d kept her and Obi-wan’s secret. But I’d also murdered a guy. Which was bad to her, even if it was to save an entire ship of people. But whatever.

On the other side of the throne room were Seperatist representatives. There was a Gossam, named Amita Fonti. A Siniteen I knew to be called Bec Lawise. And finally, Voe Atell, who was glaring rather darkly at Padme as she spoke.

I forced myself to tune back in. “The Republic recognized the tragedy of war, but there is nothing we can change that has already occurred.” I swallowed thickly past the frown that wanted to climb to my lips. In the end, Padme was right that there was no way to alter the past.

Still, that didn’t mean we should ignore it. The past was there to learn from it. And even though she didn’t mean it that way, I felt it came across as….dismissive?

Unfortunately, the Separatists didn’t know Padme’s heart like I did. Nor could they feel her genuine emotions when she spoke.

Thus….

“Say it aloud before this gathering,” Voe Atell demanded, “As representative of Chancellor Palpatine, that you declare, without reservation, the Seperatist State legitimate.”

I cut my eyes sideways to see Padme frown in the following silence. We both knew she didn’t have the authority to do that. Nor would she, under the circumstances that the Separatists are being led by a Sith. Of course, it’s not like we could tell them that and they’d believe us.

When I became worried that I’d die from the tense pressure building in the room, a voice finally spoke. “I have something to say about the legitimacy of the Separatists.” I leaned my head forward slightly, peering around Padme’s chair to see a young man who looked no older than myself. He was handsome, his hair swept to the side and his dress proper.

A senator, I assumed, but not one I recognized on sight. And then it made a bit more sense.

“It’s Lux Bonteri,” Bec Lawise whispered, seeming alarmed.

“Why is Lux Bonteri here?” Voe asked at the same time, her gaze casting worriedly across the Republic Senators.

“What could he possibly have to say?” Lawise spoke again, this time louder and intending to mock the young man. Still, Bonteri didn’t seem bothered as he walked between the opposing groups to approach the Mandalorian throne.

My brow arched, my arms crossing before my chest to try and smother my amusement. I’d had the absolute pleasure of interacting with his mother once. Since then, I found it good fun to watch her absolutely decimate people with her ability to argue. She was a damned good politician, and she cared for her people. It was a shame her people lost her so early.

It seemed her son inherited her tendency to piss people off. I smirked when I heard Voe hiss, “He was not invited.” As if this was a fancy dinner party. Please. If I could get an invitation to this stupid thing, I wasn’t surprised the son of a senator got in.

I leaned down to Padme’s side as Bonteri passed, his gaze passing over us. For a moment, I saw a flash of disappointment. Huh. I’d investigate that later. But for now….

“Was this planned in any way? Cause if so, I’d like to be filled in next time,” I whispered in Padme’s ear.

She glanced at me, shaking her head. Usually she at least had a glimmer in her eye when I joked. But this time, there was only worry. I sobered immediately, looking back as Lux bowed to the duchess.

“I don’t know what he’s doing,” she whispered back. Her tension was distracting. Damn my emotional connections to people.

With a small sigh, I touched Padme’s shoulder gently, resting my hand there. She eased slightly, letting me smooth over some of her anxieties with the Force. Bonteri turned back to us, having received permission to speak from Satine.

“I stand before you,” he began steadily, “Son of Mina Bonteri, loyal Separatist, a patriot, a friend.” He cast his eyes towards Padme briefly, that spark of disappointment igniting in him again when he saw me beside her. I tilted my head, curious.

There was a wide range of emotions I was used to feeling when people laid eyes on me. Disappointment, weirdly...wasn’t one of them. Fear was usually more likely.

“It has come to my attention that my mother was murdered by Count Dooku in cold blood!”

My jaw dropped open as the boy spoke, my hand tightening on Padme’s shoulder when she tensed in fear. Bec Lawise leapt from his chair immediately. “That is a lie! Remove this traitor immediately.”

On pure instinct, I moved to step forward as two commandos grabbed Bonteri. Padme’s hand quickly grabbed mine, keeping me glued to her shoulder. I tugged at her for a second, but a firm look stilled my movements.

“I will not be silenced!” Bonteri cried as he was dragged away from the throne.

Duchess Satine rose angrily. “Stop this!”

Voe Atell got up from her seat as well, her voice terribly respectful. My nose crinkled at her. “We would ask you to respect that we deal with this matter ourselves.”

“No,” Lux cried, his hands bound as he was led from the room. “Dooku is deceiving you! You will all be betrayed, just like my mother!” My jaw set as the doors snapped closed behind him and his captors. What if that were true? Did Dooku murder Mina?

If so….

“I apologize for such a rude interruption,” Lawise announced to the room. “Please let us continue.”

The representatives all settled back into their chairs, the room filling with a low mumble as they reorganized themselves. I took the opportunity to lean down again, my hand still held against Padme’s shoulder.

“Senator, we can’t just let them take him. He could be killed for what he said. And if it’s true…”

Padme looked at me over her shoulder, nodding slightly, her brows furrowed. “Do what you can. But be discreet.”

I smirked. “If I’m not, you can just blame the bounty hunter.”

“Not funny.”

Still, despite the words that left her mouth, the slight glimmer of humor was back as I turned and slipped from the room before the discussions could continue. I guess that meant she trusted me to save Mina’s son.

I only hoped she was placing that trust correctly.

A quick shuttle back to the landing platforms revealed Bonteri to me again. The Separatist platform was crawling with commandos--and these ones were armed, since they were outside the city.

Osik.

Ducking between crates, I made my way to the right edge of the platform, watching Bonteri be led up the ramp past two guards. Apart from those two, I counted another patrolling the walkway and a fourth at the front of the ship.

Chewing the inside of my cheek, I slipped along the side of the walkway, staying out of sight. I stopped, pressing myself to the metal wall, listening to the droid walking on the platform above. My eyes closed, my hand opening at my side, palm facing the sky. The Force moved at my gentle nudging, closing around the commando walking its patrol route.

My fingers clenched quickly, my fist dragging backwards. With the movement, I pulled the droid with the Force, sending it hurtling past me and towards the desolate surface of the planet far below.

Of course, this drew the attention of the other droids. But not enough for them to call for help. I leapt from the ledge, knowing three commandos would be looking over it any moment. Thankfully, while the Mandalorians had taken my weapons, they didn’t take my grapple.

I aimed it up, the tether securing against the underside of the platform and swinging me to the opposite side. A little help from the Force and a whole lot of practice…. And I was up on the left side of the platform, the droids all searching frantically off the other side.

I couldn’t help but smirk as my grapple detached and I raced aboard after the Bonteri boy. The Force moved darkly, and while I knew he wasn’t aboard, I knew someone was conversing with Dooku. It was freaky, how powerful his presence could be, even when he wasn’t fully there.

The Force whispered as I hurried after Lux’s signature; He was in trouble. I stopped at a door, a familiar pompous voice speaking, “I think it is time we reacquaint the young senator with his mother. Kill him.”

Nope.

The door hissed open under my touch, revealing a kneeling Bonteri before a hologram of Dooku. Two commandos stood on either side of the young man. With a confident smirk to Dooku, I thrust out my hands, the first droid rocketing backwards and into the hologram projector. The count’s image disappeared as I vaulted off the wall, slamming my feet into the faceplate of the second commando. They fell together in a sizzling heep, their mechanics whirring.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“Do you care?,” I replied, waving his curiosity away. We’d have time for that after we were gone. “I’m not currently trying to murder you, so I’d say that I’m a step up.” I gestured to the fallen droids, my hand on my hip.

Admittedly, I probably didn’t look like much. The only tough-looking thing about me was the scars that marred my face. I didn’t even have my beskar to make me look intimidating. I was in more civilian-typical clothes--gray pants with a black leather jacket. It’s not like I looked like a bounty hunter. Or someone who could Force-push a droid into a wall.

Thankfully, Lux shrugged in agreement, following me into the elevator. As we descended, I tapped my comms, wishing the Mandalorians had let me keep my advanced communications system. And by that, I mean that I wished I could call to Apex for help.

Still, R2 wasn’t a poor substitute by any means. “R2,” I said into my comms, waiting for the door to hiss open again. “Prep the shuttle. We’ve gotta go.” The astromech beeped back dutifully, but with a touch of snark.

I smirked, thankful Anakin had loaned R2 to Padme. He did that a lot, actually, which made me even more sure that they were the worst kept secret of the Jedi Order. I mean….her protocol droid was literally Anakin’s creation.

I shook that thought away, focusing on now. Leading Lux from the elevator when the doors snapped open. The commandos that had been searching for me earlier had returned to their posts beside the ramp. I raced down the gangway, leaping onto the back of the first commando. Locking my legs around its hips, I swung my weight sideways, pulling us both to look at the other droid.

The other guard was aiming at us, but not firing since the commando was in my way. I wrestled with my captive quickly, firing off two shots from the commando’s weapon to take out the other. I finally wrenched my arms sideways, ripping off my captor’s faceplate.

Landing deftly on my feet, I glanced at Lux, who just seemed shocked. “Come on,” I growled, leading us away as the final guard at the ship chased after the sound of blaster fire. We hurried across the landing pads, more commandos converging on our position and opening fire without hesitation.

I still didn’t have my weapons, so there wasn’t much I could do but run faster and hope the young senator had kept his cardio up. I ducked into the gorgeously decorated halls that threaded through the landing pads. I was surprised to see the senator right on my heels as we rounded a corner.

“You were with Senator Amidala,” he panted as we ran, ducking blaster fire. “Listen, I appreciate the help but--”

I grabbed his collar, dragging him around a corner as four shots rocketed past where he had just been standing. Glass shattered to the floor around us when the shots decimated the glass walls. He breathed slowly, moving to thank me, but I ran off. “Run now, talk later,” I called.

Thankfully, he seemed to agree, following me through the winding paths I’d memorized on the flight here. Padme had been busy with the other senators attempting to develop a plan for their peace negotiations. So, being who I was, I planned for the worst and memorized the layout of the landing pads….especially the areas occupied by the Republic and Separatist forces.

I rounded the corner onto the platform manned by the Republic. The ship we’d arrived on--a Senatorial shuttle called ‘Phoenix’-- was well-guarded by Senatorial Guards. “Captain Taggart,” I called to the leader I recognized, having met him many times when I worked for Padme, “I’ve made some friends.”

He dropped his gun from his shoulder as I stopped beside him, Lux racing out of the hallway after me. The sound of the droids approaching echoed towards us. “Friends?” the captain repeated, slowly turning his weapon towards the hall entrance.

“Care to say hi?” I asked sarcastically, grabbing Lux’s shoulder when he was close enough, only to throw him behind me and towards the shuttle.

“We’ll cover you, sir,” Taggart yelled dutifully as his men opened fire on the incoming droids. I turned and ran after Lux, following him up the gangway and into the shuttle.

I tapped my wrist comm swiftly. “Go, R2,” I called, hearing the engines engage. The droid dutifully navigated us away from the platforms outside Sundari before we even made it to the cockpit. The moment we did, he beeped happily, notifying me of an incoming message.

I sat in the seat closest to the console, patting the astromech’s head as he rolled past and out of the room. “Kida,” Anakin’s voice greeted through the hologram as he shimmered into existence, “Padme just contacted me.” I flinched slightly at his informal reference to the senator. He didn’t know Lux was with me. “She told me the peace negotiations have all but collapsed.” That was unfortunate. As much as I never expected them to succeed, I still held some small hope that my pessimism wouldn’t be right for once. “Where are you?” the Jedi finally asked.

“Senator Amidala,” I said with a blatant clear of my throat to tell Anakin I wasn’t alone, “Sent me after Lux Bonteri after the Separatists threatened his life. We’re on our way to Coruscant now.” I didn’t worry about whether Padme could get back. She was more than safe on Mandalore until an alternative transport could be found.

“Master Jedi,” Bonteri interrupted over my shoulder, earning a raised brow from me, “I’m sorry if I’ve caused you any trouble.”

“It’s fine,” I dismissed, sensing Anakin’s interested expression. “The Republic can keep you safe from Dooku.” Strangely, I felt some disappointment from the boy. What was I missing? I wanted to root into his mind a bit more, but I had to be careful. He was a clever one, and I wouldn’t go unnoticed if I didn’t take my time. And right now, Skywalker was talking again.

“Alright,” he conceded, “Bring Bonteri to Coruscant immediately and we’ll discuss giving him amnesty.”

“Got it.” I tapped the projector, cutting off the connection with Anakin. When I rose to calculate our jump, though, a darkness moved in the cockpit. I turned around abruptly, seeing Lux aim a pistol at me. “What the shab are you doing?” I growled, my muscles coiling in apprehension.

“I can’t go with you,” he said, holding me at gunpoint. “I don’t even know who you are. You work for the Republic and wield the Force, but you’re not Jedi.”

I popped my hip, my arms crossing grumpily. “A thank you, would be nice,” I mocked him, acting unbothered by the weapon in my face. “And no, I’m not a Jedi. But clearly I work for them.” In a flash, I reached out and ripped the gun from his inexperienced grip, turning it back on him.

Lux raised his hands to his side, his eyes wide with shock. “Don’t.”

“Relax, pretty boy,” I chuckled, taking the aim off him and examining the weapon. “Where did you even get one of these? You’re a senator’s kid, not a fighter.”

The boy frowned at me. “My mother was.” I glanced away as he continued, the gun dropping to be held at my side. “And I’m no longer a Seperatist, either. I won’t join the Republic.”

I crossed my arms. “I never said you had to. But if you want protection, the Republic is your best bet. Especially since you’re running around accusing Dooku of murder.”

“There is a different way.” The way he said that scared me. His voice deepened, the energy around him darkening ominously.

“Oh? Enlighten me.”

His anger flared slightly as he sighed at me. “I’ve already made contact with a group on Carlac who are noble and are allied with my cause.”

“Your cause?” My brow lifted suspiciously. Anytime anyone said they were aligning with a group that shared their goal….oftentimes led to me finding out that someone was associating with a very dangerous group. “And what might that be?”

The Force darkened around the young Bonteri boy. “To kill Dooku.”

I couldn’t help the snort of laughter that burst from my nose. I crossed my arms again over my leather jacket, giving the kid a smirk. “I’ve tried that. Trust me, the only one you’ll succeed in killing is yourself.” I cast him a sideways glance as I approached the console again, beginning to type in the coordinates for Coruscant. “Besides, your plan doesn’t seem to be well thought out, Bonteri. If it weren’t for me, how would you even be alive right now?”

I felt him move before her did, making me pivot in my stance beside the pilot’s chair. “Like this!” the young senator grunted as he lunged forward with a taser. I grabbed his wrist, but was surprised by his strength. Both of his hands slammed down over mine, shoving the taser down and into my chest.

“You--” I would have cussed him out in every language I knew, but my blood felt like it was boiling in my veins from the electricity. I blacked out, my legs buckling.

The boy was kind enough to catch me as I fell, cradling me against him. “I’m sorry,” I heard him whisper. It sounded genuine.

Of course, that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to punch his lights out the second I woke up.

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MANDO’A

Ka’ra-- stars; ruling council of fallen kings

Shab-- fuck

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awkward-radar-tech · 5 years

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An Awkward Tech: Part 9

Summary: After three and a half years of dating, it is finally graduation time for both you and Matt.

A/N: It is finally here! The penultimate chapter of AAT. This has fluff to the max, and you may want tissues for happy tears.

Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 5 – Part 6 – Part 7 – Part 8 – Part 10

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You laid in bed on a lazy Sunday morning, and looked over towards your closet. There hung the dress you had bought for graduation, right next to Matt’s outfit, and you couldn’t believe the time had come for you to move on to the next chapter of your lives. In a week’s time you would no longer undergrads, you would be grads. And with that you remember what you’ve told friends and family since you started dating, that any future engagement and marriage would wait until you graduated. You and Matt had talked about marriage a few times this past year, you were both open to the idea of getting married, and ignoring any outside pressure you each felt it was the natural next step for you to take.

In your three and a half years of dating you never really had a real fight, a couple minor disagreements, but nothing that kept you mad for over an hour. The closest you ever got to a real fight was when Matt was moving into your apartment after Ally moved out, and that was just a mix of stress and Ben hiding things, secretly the older triplets weren’t ready for the three of them to no longer be living under the same roof, but that was a bit over two years ago now. You had gone to visit your family a couple more times, the first to get Tate, but sometime after your last visit your dad found out who Matt’s mom was so your sister advised you not to come out anymore, not that you would ever go out to them without being asked, but in all honesty you were somewhat relieved. You told your sister all three of them were invited to your graduation, but so far you only knew your sister was going to drive out and stay in your guest room for the weekend so she could go to your graduation party the next afternoon. All of a sudden you were startled out of your thoughts by the bed shifting behind you.

Matt kissed between your shoulder blades, voice clearly still groggy, “You awake yet, Angel?”

You rolled over and gave him a kiss, “Yeah, Matty. Have been for a bit.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?”

“Because you needed some sleep after stressing over that final for so long.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. That reminds me, my professor said we’d have our grades today.”

Matt then got up and grabbed his laptop before returning to bed. After a few moments he exclaimed that he got an 87% on the final and that put him at a 92% for the class, he got a 4.0 during his senior year of college.

“That is amazing Matty! That calls for some celebration!”

“That is what Saturday is for, Angel.”

“Alright, whatever you say. But you’re still getting a kiss right now.”

He had no issue accepting the kiss, “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too.”

Later on Matt informed you he had to go over to his brothers’ for a little bit, but he would bring back some dinner when he was done. You didn’t know why he needed to go over there on such short notice, but you weren’t going to ask; if he wanted to say something he would.

Matt had to go to see Ben and Kylo because his mom text she just received the ring back from her jeweler friend, and was heading into town to show him. Leia was going to hold onto it until graduation day, and hand it off to him after the ceremony before he found you, but he obviously wanted to see it again before the big day. The ring needed to be resized, after he finally got you to try on other rings two months ago so he could confirm the size of your left ring finger besides a lot smaller than his own. And, after years of sitting in a box, both in his own drawer until he moved and while at his grandmother’s, the ring needed some TLC to make it as sparkly as it was when Anakin gave it to Padmé. He was absolutely giddy when he got to hold it in his hand again, and he was ready to head home with it and propose as soon as he walked through the door carrying take out. But he restrained himself, being brought back to earth by the sight of his mom tearing up, and his brothers grinning at him from the couch.

The three of them knew this day was coming from the first night when Matt came home late from helping a classmate’s roommate fix her laptop and he couldn’t stop talking about her with a smile on his face, and the smile he got every time he got a new text or was about to go see her. Then there was the picture taken in the garden the day after the first date, and that is when Leia knew you felt the same way and that you were the one for her little At-At, especially when she heard the story of how you absolutely roasted Ben and Kylo when they got too cocky like Han. Ben and Kylo knew then too, you were perfect for Matt and the family.

After talking for around an hour, Matt and Leia left to head home for their respective dinner dates, Luke and Rey were coming over to Leia and Han’s and Matt had you. As he was walking out of the restaurant, he saw a lady selling flowers on the corner so he put the food in the car then went over and bought a bouquet before heading home to you.

You sat at home waiting for Matt to return, wondering what he was going to bring home for dinner. When your stomach rumbled you text Matt to hurry up, and a moment later your phone began to buzz. Matt called you to say he was 5 minutes away with your favorite meal. He either lied or over estimated how far away he was since he walked in three minutes later.

You smiled at the sight of your boyfriend holding flowers, “Those don’t look like dinner, babe.”

He smiled back, “What do you mean? This isn’t your favorite meal?”

“Uhh, no. But I do love them, just as home decor not food.”

Matt held up the bag of food, “Oh good, cuz I got you this for dinner.”

Without a word, you got up, gave Matt a kiss, took the flowers and the food, then went to the table and began to fish out your meal. You were stopped from your quest by strong arms around your waist, slowly pulling you away from the table, then you were spun around and given a big kiss.

Before finally letting you get dinner, Matt whispered, “I love you, princess. I can’t wait for Friday.”

You smiled, “I love you, too, Matty.”

The whole week passed by quickly, you focused on decorating both you and Matt’s caps and ensuring each of your gowns were steamed and perfect. On Friday you each slept in until 10, and when the alarm went off you immediately launched on top of Matt.

“Oof, a bit excited, are we Angel?”

You kissed him, “Yes, we are babe.”

Matt wrapped you up in his arms and just held and kissed you for a while, he was excited about later for a whole different reason than you were, and he really just wanted to tell you now. He didn’t, he knew later would be so much better because you’d be expecting it even less.

You went and got breakfast together at the diner, and after you returned you began getting ready. Your sister was going to arrive within the hour and she told you she would drive the two of you so you wouldn’t have to worry about anything. It was a whirlwind of movement between you and Matt and before you knew it, you were taking photos on campus before heading to the designated location for you to gather before the ceremony began.

When you heard Matt’s name called and he walked onto the stage, you couldn’t help but scream out in support, “That is the love of my life! Love you Matty!"

Similarly, as you walked the stage you heard, "That’s my angel!"

When the ceremony ended you focused on heading towards your predetermined meeting spot, knowing Matt would meet you there too. You gave hugs to Ally and your sister when you found them, and got whisked into a conversation with Ben and Kylo.

After the ceremony, Matt went and met his mom to get the ring before heading to you. He tried his best to hold in his excitement, knowing if he walked any faster Leia wouldn’t make it to see her son finally propose. But, as soon as he saw you, deep in conversation with his brothers as planned, his pace quickened. For the last yard he practically sprint, losing his cap, but Leia made sure to pick it up; she was jogging now, fueled by her own excitement.

You were talking with Ben and Kylo about your plans for graduate school when all of a sudden two large arms wrapped around you from behind, then lifted and spun you around in the air. You shrieked out the perpetrator’s name, begging him to set you down. When he did, you thanked him, and when he didn’t come around to give you a kiss or a proper hug you turned around. You gasped at the sight you turned to. Matt was down on one knee, holding out a simple box with a gorgeous ring inside. Before any words were spoken you began to cry.

After what seemed like a lifetime, Matt spoke through his own tears, "I had this long speech I was going to say about how much I love you and what you mean to me, but now, in this moment, I can’t remember any of it. So I’ll cut to the chase. My beautiful angel (y/n), would you do me the honor of making me the happiest man on earth? Will you marry me?”

You nodded, “Yes, yes. A thousand times, yes!”

He quickly put the ring on your finger and pulled you into a kiss, and all the cheers and congratulations that were happening around you fell away. You stood there hugging, ignoring the world for what felt like hours.

You whispered in Matt’s ear, “There’s you and me, and all of the people. And I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”

Matt continued the song, choosing to go with the end, “What day is it, and in what month? This clock never seemed so alive.”

After that exchange, you decided it was time to face the world, promise ring on the right, engagement ring on the left. You wondered if Matt would switch hands for his ring now, something to ask him tonight before falling asleep.

As you turned you couldn’t help but look directly at your sister and Ally, you silently screaming, them actually screaming and rushing towards you.

“Did either of you know about this?”

Ally piped up while hugging you, “Yeah, Matt told me, and asked me to tell her.”

“Hey, you promised me you wouldn’t tell her that.”

“Matt, she would’ve found out eventually. Now get in on this hug.”

You thought getting ready today was a whirlwind, but it was a light breeze compared to this hurricane. You had more pictures to take, stopping to talk to random people giving you congratulations. All on top of processing what just happened. You. Are. Officially. Going. To. Marry. Matt! It is a thing, and you couldn’t believe this all wasn’t a dream.

After you were finally free to leave, everybody piled into cars and headed to dinner. While you didn’t know exactly where you were going since Leia made plans for dinner, you were not surprised when your sister pulled into the valet for “your” Italian restaurant.

“Ooh, this place seems super bougie! Ben only gave me the address and I was too lazy to look up what it was.”

“It is Italian, Joy. I love the place. This is where Matt brought me for what turned out to be our first date. And we’ve returned for every anniversary since.”

“Aww, Leia is so sweet choosing this place for tonight!”

“Well, it is also one of our family’s favorite restaurants.”

You and Matt had also come many times with his family over the years, and the staff now also knew your name. The two of you also became good friends with James, occasionally going out for drinks with him and his partner Alex. You hoped he was working tonight so you could share the news in person.

Your caps were left in the car, but you kept on the gowns because Leia told you to. The three of you walked in and the hostess was already gathering menus for you.

“Mr. Matt and Miss (y/n), you’re the first of your party. Would you like to wait for them or go sit down?”

Matt answered, “We’d like to go sit please.”

“Alright, if you would please follow me.” She spoke again before leaving you at your table, “James will be your server tonight. He requested he served you tonight.”

Before you could even open up the drink menu, James was practically running over with a bottle of champagne and two glasses, “Congratulations! I’m so excited for the two of you! I knew when I served you that first time you guys would last. Also, the owner said this is on him.”

“Matt, who didn’t know?”

“Uhh, you. And your dad and May, unless Joy told them.”

“No, I didn’t.”

James chimed in again, “Is this your sister?”

“Yes. James, this is Joy, my sister. And thank you so much. I still haven’t processed that we are engaged.”

“Nice to meet you Joy. Your sister is like the smartest person I know. Matt is right behind her. And what can I get you to drink?”

“Can I get a ginger ale please? I’m the DD for these two tonight.”

After James left to get your sister’s order, Ben, Kylo, and Ally, or the self-proclaimed “In-law squad”, came and sat, followed by Leia and Han.

It was a wonderful night filled with laughs and love. You were pretty sure James just wanted to sit down and join you all in the celebration, and you hoped he and Alex were invited tomorrow. Ally and the triplets planned the party for tomorrow, and now you know why they were so adamant on you not helping, this wasn’t just going to be a graduation party.

You felt slightly buzzed when you left, making you cling on to Matt for a little assistance with your balance since you normally never approached being buzzed. You said bye to James and gave him a quick hug before being lead out.

In bed that night you cuddled close to your fiance, Tate sleeping at the foot of the bed, thinking about the ring that laid on your nightstand since you were scared it would tangle in somebody’s hair while you slept. You asked Matt if he would wear his promise ring on the left now, and he said he would if you wanted him to. As you drifted off to sleep Matt whispered a soft “I love you, princess” before placing an equally soft kiss to your cheekbone, right below your eye, one of his favorite places to leave a soft and sweet kiss.

In the morning you woke to Joy softly rapping on your mostly closed bedroom door, “Wake up love birds. It is almost 11 and I made you guys breakfast.”

You grumbled out your response, not sure if she would be able to hear it, “Alright, give us a moment for our brains to turn on.”

“Okay, I’ll give you guys five minutes. That is when everything will be ready.”

You softly shook Matt awake, “Matty, it is time to wake up. Joy made us breakfast.”

Matt just groaned and pushed himself into a sitting position with his back to the headboard, and you took it as and invitation to cling to him, resting your head against his chest and listening to his heart.

Matt ran a hand through your hair, “Are we actually engaged now, or did I dream it?”

Just the mention of your engagement sent butterflies soaring in your stomach, “It is real, babe. Or else we dreamt the same thing.”

You heard and felt a content hum from your fiance, “Good.”

After a moment, your sister announced from the kitchen that breakfast was served so you let go of Matt and went in for breakfast, putting on the ring before walking out.

“So how does it feel to be engaged?”

“Surreal.”

“I had to make sure I didn’t dream of proposing again when she woke me up.”

The three of you shared a pleasant breakfast, the main topic was Joy helping you figure out answers to the inevitable questions you were going to be asked at the party and that were already coming in through social media. Before long it was time to head to the party at the warehouse, since it had a large indoor and outdoor space. When Matt pulled up to the warehouse you tried not to cry. So many memories were made here, and celebrating a very big memory here meant a lot, along with celebrating the culmination of how you were brought together.

You were startled by a shriek from the back seat, “I get to go see the garden, right Matt?”

“Yes. After I ensure everything is set up and going as planned.”

“Yay! Thank you Matt,” Joy exclaimed and then hopped out of the car and went to the open gate.

You stayed with Matt in the car for a moment, preparing to face the overwhelming and fun party ahead. The two of you shared a smile and a kiss, then Matt got out and rounded the car to help you out. He offered you his arm and escorted you to the awaiting party, which you could hear taking place on the patio.

You were frankly surprised by all of the people that took the time to come to the party. You felt like everybody Matt brought into your life was here. Sitting at a table were Padmé, Anakin, Old Ben, Lando, Chewie, Luke, Han, and Leia, you saw Rey, Finn, and Rose dancing to the music, James and Alex were talking with the other two triplets, Poe, and Hux by the drink table, and your sister was talking with Ally and her husband.

You hadn’t had much time to take in much of your surroundings before you and Matt were practically bowled over by little Rey, who isn’t so little anymore. She was excited for you both, and you found another person who didn’t know Matt’s plan.

Matt eventually left your side and went to check on everything. When Matt found you again you were sat with his parents and grandparents, talking with the whole table. He was brought into the conversation when he walked up.

Padmé addressed him first, “Oh, Matty, you found your princess again. I must tell you that my ring looks better than when Ani gave it to me. I’m so glad you finally gave it to her after I gave it to you 3 years ago.”

Luke jumped in, “Mom, you what?”

“Lukie, I’m pretty sure what I said was clear. I gave Matt my engagement ring while you all were serving yourselves dinner. I have an intuition with this type of thing, and you know it. And guess what? It was right again. But I think even a cashier would’ve known they would get engaged.”

Chewie commented next, “You’re one sneaky lady, Padmé.”

“That I am. Now, you two lovebirds go enjoy the party and dance with your friends.”

You said your thank yous and goodbyes, knowing they all would be leaving soon, or at least Padmé, Anakin, and Obi-Wan. Then you joined the rest of the party, getting whisked into many different conversations, but each at least having congratulations given and a few wedding questions asked.

When you found your sister again, clearly flirting with Poe, although you weren’t sure if they were seriously flirting or just something that happened given their personalities, Matt offered to take her up to the garden before the sun set. She said yes, and the three of you snuck upstairs. Your sister enjoyed the garden for a bit, and then left you alone to rest, away from the people and questions.

It felt like a different world up in Matt’s garden, especially tonight knowing there was a party happening down below that you couldn’t really hear. You sat together on the bench where you shared your first kiss, just sitting next to one another in silence. It hit you then that you would get to share moments like this with Matt for the rest of your life, you were going to get married and live your lives together. Together. The two of you, against the world, forever and always.

“Matt. I’m so happy.”

“I’m glad you are, Angel. And so am I.”

He then pulled out his phone and started playing a song over the bluetooth speakers he set up a few months ago then stood up, “May I have this dance, sweetheart?”

You smiled up at him, “You may.”

It took you a moment before you could focus on the song and recognize it as “Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol. Next played “Little Wonders”, and you couldn’t hold back your tears even if you wanted. These moments with Matt, these little wonders, these twists and turns of fate, meant the most to you. Because you knew that when time falls away, when it is just you and Matt and all of the people with nothing to do, these small hours still remain.

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