From the Journal of Sarah Jane

"Or A-L-L-A-N-A in English," Sarah says slowly, writing out each letter with a blue crayon on another piece of paper. "That would be your name in my alphabet."

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She repeats it to herself and nods. "Cool."

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Sarah nods. "And this is my name."

In block letters, she prints out 'Sarah Jane' on the paper.

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"Sawah Jane." She nods. "I'll figure out what it is in aurebesh later."

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"I'd like to see it someday, if you can."

She smiles quickly before turning her attention back to the invitation. So far the hearts are the only things on it. There clearly needs to be something more.

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"Sure." She nods, going back to her own invitations too.

She draws a circle and colours it in, in a corner.

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The door opens, and a male intruder walks in!

Except not. This male intruder is just Mr. Bond walking in to something he didn't expect to see today.

"--hello, girls."

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Sarah beams at the sound of the door opening, looking up from the rather silly looking invitation to wave. Smirking, "Well, I didn't expect you back for at least another hour. Have you met Allana at all?"

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"Can't say that I have." James shifts his focus towards Allana, the charming little girl next to Sarah, and offers an equally charming smile. "Hello."

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Allana bites down on her lip.

James Bond is one handsome looking guy. She's going to tell him so. "You're vewy handsome," she says solemnly before standing and curtsying like a good little princess. "It's a pweasure to meet you."

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He chuckles and makes a little bow. "Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you as well." He peers over their creations. "Planning a party?"

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"A tea party," Sarah fills in as she hides James' invitation underneath a new piece of paper. "I told Allana it would be much more fun to make invitations rather than buy them."

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"I wasn't gonna buy them," She corrects, sitting back down again to colour another invitation. "Just make the secretaries make 'em."

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"The secretaries?"

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Sarah reaches for a marker, nodding. "I did tell you Allana's a princess, didn't I?"

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She nods, humming to herself for a moment. "I am! A Chume'da, act'ly. Heiress to the frone!"

This is a very exciting life for a four year old. She seems UN-PHASED though as she colours more.

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James sits down next to Sarah Jane. "You make very interesting friends, darling."

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"It could come in handy knowing the heir to the throne one of these days," she teases, kissing his cheek after he sits. "You never know."

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She watches them out of the corner of her eye as she colours and she suddenly and overwhelmingly misses her mother and Jacen.

And she's a big girl, so she doesn't get visibly upset, except for a mild lower-lip wibble. Allana stands, moving around to crawl into Sarah's lap for a moment, needing a hug.

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At first Sarah's confused when Allana crawls towards her, unable to think of a single remark that would have upset the girl. She's still confused when Allana sits in her lap, but immediately her arms go around her. Sarah hugs the girl tightly, resting her cheek in her hair.

There's a second in there where she looks at James, panic in her eyes. She hasn't had to deal with an upset child since she punched Thomas an she was only age ten at the time and too busy smirking in victory to care. She doesn't know what to do, aside from hug Allana back.

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She curls into Sarah's arms, shutting her eyes and stroking the fabric of Sarah's sleeve, comforted here and feeling safe.

Which is important. Because someone here threatened her safety and now she's just a little more scared and a little more tenderhearted than usual.

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Sarah smiles slightly as she continues to hold Allana. What started out as awkward is quickly fading into something she can handle, if not almost enjoy.

She plants a small kiss on the crown of the girl's head. Then, smirking, Sarah whispers into Allana's ear: "James gives very good hugs too, you know."

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She cracks a smile and and looks up at James from Sarah's lap, and holds her arms out to him.

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James shoots Sarah Jane a Look that seems to suggest "See, I told you so." As in, she has nothing to worry about as far as being a mother went. Then he leans over and hugs Allana.

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