jacen solo (jediempth) wrote in thedisplaced, @ 2018-01-05 19:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, anakin solo, jacen solo, jaina solo |
Solo Kids Reunion.
January 1, 2018
Anakin ✦ Jacen ✦ Jaina Solo
The twins come "home" from quarantine TW: Vague references to sibling death & war Complete & Closed Log |
Waking up in the full Solo apartments had been a surprise to Anakin, but it had been followed swiftly by the realization that there was a reason for that. They wouldn't all fit in a poolhouse after all. His whole family - or nearly his whole family - was here. So of course the extra bedrooms, full kitchen, the whole thing would be needed, and the pool, and a patio that didn't have as much greenery as their open balcony did but was otherwise so very eerily reminiscent of that balcony, and Anakin was very okay with them being here. And with his siblings, who he had talked to on the network, but couldn't wait to see in person. It felt like it had been ages, and it had been months. Lots of time in Tumbleweed, and time traveling other places, and so many things that had happened and that he had to tell them. But mostly, he just really wanted to see them again. He'd missed them so much, and he'd been hoping for them, and if they couldn't be here for Christmas, New Year was just as good. They ought to be getting out of quarantine today, which meant that at some point very soon, they should be here. He paced the living room, the full living room, and glanced towards the door. This whole situation was dizzying for Jacen, from the moment of his arrival in a strange military base to the flood of memories that seemed almost like a dream, albeit one his twin seemed to have shared. Jaina had other memories of experiences he didn’t, was as old as he looked now, if not a bit older and maybe it was only that which allowed him to accept those memories as being real. Seeing Anakin on the network had still felt like a shock and his first instinct was still to perceive it as some kind of trick. An illusion, a hallucination, anything other than reality, because despite what the new barrage of memories told him, despite the fact that he could feel Anakin in the Force, he didn’t know how he could really be here. He’d spent the last two days pushing down the fear that it was an illusion and as they walked toward the entrance to the dwelling they’d just been escorted to, Jacen could feel some of that same anxiety coming from Jaina. He knew neither of them would really be able to trust their little brother was here until they were able to reach out and embrace him. Jaina wanted to believe it was real more than anything. After having believed she had lost both her brothers, to having them both back? It was a dream come true. She paused for a moment before they opened the door and looked at her twin. “This is real,” she said. “We know things happen here that are impossible. But I will still feel better when I see him. All three of us together. That’s the way it’s meant to be.” Anakin might not share the same twin bond that Jacen and Jaina did, but he could feel the two of them coming up towards the house and so he turned on his heel and crossed the room with a rush, his hand on the door and pulling it open so that he could stare at his siblings. He'd say that they were older than he remembered them, but that would have been obvious, he supposed. Despite the fact that he had gotten a full rush of memories just before they'd arrived, he was as old as he was ever going to be at home - a thought he didn't want to spend too much time on. "You guys are so late!" He exclaimed as he grinned at both of them. "You were supposed to be here for Christmas." “Anakin,” Jacen breathed as he came face to face with his little brother, looking very much as he had the last time he’d seen him. Memories started to solidify further in his mind of the time he’d spent in Tumbleweed before, but he still moved forward to pull Anakin into a tight hug, needing some physical contact to reassure himself this was really happening. She blinked back tears before throwing herself at her brothers and doing her best to wrap her arms around both of them. “Don’t forget me,” she said as she held on tight. Although Anakin had visited them in Quarantine, it wasn’t the same as actually touching him. It had been longer for her since her time in Tumbleweed but being this close to both of her brothers brought it back. “Sorry we didn’t make it for Christmas but we only missed it by a few days.” Anakin wrapped his arms around each sibling, and there was a crazy sense of rightness at all of this. The three of them had been through so many adventures together, and even when he'd first arrived in Mount Weather, Jacen and Jaina hadn't been far behind him. They'd had much of their time at Mount Weather together, and then they'd been here on and off, but it always felt better when they were there. Without them there was this hole of something missing, as much, or many even more than it felt with his parents. There was a slight pang as he realized that for them there was likely the same at home and he squeezed them tighter before letting them go and pulling back. "Yeah, so a week ago, I had my bedroom here and that was it, and then I woke up and oh, hi whole house. I guess that should have been my cue that something was up. Come on in you guys." Fiver whirled around the corner, took a look at Jaina and Jacen, beeped indignantly, and turned to roll back to Anakin's room. Anakin laughed at his droid. "I think he's ultimately glad to see you, probably. I may regret having tried to give him a personality, it seems to have resulted mostly in attitude." Never, Jacen told his twin fiercely through their bond, holding on to both of his siblings tightly for a moment and feeling whole for the first time in two years. Coming home after his captivity had been one thing, reuniting with the remnants of his family there, but this was a whole other level of coming home, the three of them together like this. It didn’t matter that they came from different points in their timeline or that his own twin was now five years older than him. All that mattered was that they were together. Things hadn’t been the same with Jaina after everything they’d both been through but this gave him hope that even their relationship could be mended here. Jacen’s laughter joined Anakin’s and he shook his head while slipping a companionable arm around Janina’s shoulders as they stepped inside the house. He knew how things worked in Tumbleweed with the housing, but there was still a sharp gasp as he took in the interior. It meant even more seeing it like this after his visit to what was left of their old home on Yuuzhan’tar. For a moment, words failed him as he looked around, an almost boyish grin breaking out on his face. Her eyes grew wide as she took it all in. “Kriff,” Jaina whispered. “It’s exactly the same. Everything. Even the staircase.” It had been a long time since she’d lived here but this was the home she remembered, there were so many little details that were recreated, so many memories. “This is amazing. I can’t believe it.” She didn’t say it aloud but she reached out through their bond to say to Jacen [[ I keep expecting Chewie to come around the corner.]] Anakin kept his arm around his siblings, not really wanting to let them go although it would have to happen eventually. Tumbleweed allowed for reunions, but much like life you couldn't keep people next to you forever. You had to let them live, and you had to live yourself. But for right now, this moment, he could enjoy it. "Yeah, it's pretty much exact. I had just my bedroom and like, sort of the living space, but it wasn't this big, and it wasn't the whole apartment. This is… all of it." He realized as he glanced around that he'd left it years ago when he thought about it in his memory - he'd been here over two years, and then there was the memory of having left it before Yavin IV and he'd never returned after that. When he'd left he hadn't thought it would be the last time he'd ever see it. "Your rooms are here." “I saw it after, on ‘Yuuzhan’tar,’” Jacen admitted quietly. Realizing Anakin wouldn’t know, he thought he should explain. “After Coruscant fell, they remade it into their new home world. It was surreal. It was home, but not home. I never thought I’d see it like this again.” Maybe that made the sight even more amazing, but he wasn’t complaining. This was the kind of homecoming he’d longed for and known would never be possible. At least, not until Tumbleweed had made it so. Jaina stepped away from her brothers and walked further into the room, her eyes wide with wonder. “I saw it too, It felt so wrong but this…...this even feels like home.” She smiled at her brothers. “But that’s probably because we’re all here together. That’s where home always was for me, wherever we were together.” Like Jacen, she had never dreamed that they would see this place again and whatever magic this town had that caused this to happen, she hoped and prayed that it wouldn’t end anytime soon. Anakin glanced between them. He wouldn't have seen it of course, and there was that reminder that he wasn't alive to have seen it. He wondered briefly what Coruscant became, and wondered even if he should have looked up more. He'd never really wanted to know what happened beyond his own known future, and he didn't think he really wanted to know it more now than he did previously, but the thought was still there. "We just need Dad," Anakin offered with a small grin. "And Chewie I guess, since it isn't impossible." Jacen nodded. “Dad and Chewie, maybe they’re show up soon. Then we’ll have the whole family. It could happen.” If Anakin could be here, Chewie could be, too. They could have the whole family back again. “It seems that pretty much anything is possible,” Jaina replied. “So maybe we’ll log onto the network sometime soon and find Dad. Can you imagine Chewie in quarantine though? He would hate that but I think he’d be okay if he knew that we were here and we could always stay outside his door.” And she would, there was no question about that. They all would, Chewie was as much a family member as anyone could be and not a day went by that Jaina didn’t think of him and miss him. Chewie had been there for a while in Mount Weather, something Anakin had nearly forgotten until this particular moment. It was certainly possible that he could be there, and maybe he'd stay. It felt odd to Anakin sometimes that he was the only one who had stayed as long as he had, although he was really glad that he had. He would hate to return home at this point, and hate to leave Nico. "Different times and different timelines," Anakin shrugged. "We've got one set of grandparents, guess we could get another technically. It's funny how much I've gotten used to that though." “It’s really not a bad problem to have,” Jacen pointed out, mirroring his brother’s shrug. If they ended up with another set of grandparents, another Uncle Luke, anyone really, he wasn’t likely to complain. He wasn’t sure any of them would. “Who ever guessed there was such a thing as a multiverse,” Jaina said. She was glad of it though because without it, what was happening right now wouldn’t be possible. Having both her brothers with her was the best gift she could ever receive. |