The Broken Road

The Broken Road

The Broken Road 

by

Flowerlady

Rating:  PG-13 

Genre:  Angst, Romance— written in snapshot fashion. 

Timeframe:  LotF—Post LotF (encompasses several years) 

Characters: Jaina, Jag, Zekk, others (Parings: Zekk/Jaina, Jag/OC and later Jag/Jaina {but not necessarily as a love triangle or square}) 

Disclaimer: Not mine.  GL owns the SW. 

Summary:  The Sword of the Jedi fulfils her destiny, but now that the war is over things begin to change.  While they fought together, first chasing Alema Rar and then Darth Caedus, Jag, Zekk and Jaina became a true team and partners.  After Jag leaves, Jaina finds herself with Zekk.  Deciding that she has waited long enough to have love in her life, she will make a decision that will eventually lead her to what she really wants.  However after tragedy strikes, she will finally find the end of her broken road and a new beginning that she would never have dreamed of. 

Author’s Note:  This has been inspired by the Country Song:  “Bless the Broken Road” by Rascal Flatts.

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Late 40 ABY

“I…hate…you…” breathed the last from the Sith. 

Staring down into the dying golden eyes of the man who had been her twin, she staggered back and finally the trauma of what had occurred between them swept over her.  Dropping her lightsaber to the hangar floor, she fell to her knees and began to shudder uncontrollably as she screamed.

“Shhh…Jaina, it’s over,” the soothing voice said as its owner wrapped his strong arms around her pulling her to him.  She turned away from the gruesome sight of her brother’s nearly halved body to bury her face into the comforting chest, and let his warmth and love give her strength.  Just this once she didn’t fight his love for her, she accepted it and welcomed it. 

“I tried…I didn’t want to kill him…” she sobbed. 

“Shhh…you did what had to be done,” he reassured her as he began to move them away from the dead Sith Lord, Darth Caedus. 

Pulling away from him, she shook her head, “Was this my destiny, Zekk?  Was this what being the Sword of the Jedi meant?  I just killed my twin brother.  No matter what he had done, he was still my only brother.”  She began to cry again and he easily picked her up to cradle in his arms.  Once she had her arms tightly around his neck, he reached out with his hand and called her lightsaber to it.  After clipping the hilt onto his belt, he left the old warehouse where the final battle had taken place, hitting the comlink clipped to his shoulder as he moved. 

“Fel, here,” came the voice on the other end. 

“Jag, I found her,” Zekk simply said, as he continued to move to the corner of the street. “He’s dead.”

“Zekk, is she all right?” It was easy to hear the concern in the other man’s voice. 

Zekk swallowed hard as he glanced down at Jaina’s pale, tear streaked face.  “Physically, she is.”

Jaina met his gaze and she suddenly felt so protected in his strong embrace.  He come to a stop in the deserted intersection and said into the comlink, “We’re in position.  Get us the hell out of here.”

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One Month Later, 40 ABY

“Jag,” Jaina said as she opened her apartment door.  “Is something the matter?  I got concerned when you called.”