Chapter 22

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Tomorrow is the day. Oh Force, am I nervous.

I mean, I'm so ready to finally be tied to the love of my life forever but for some weird reason, I still have those sweaty palms and quivering legs that brides and grooms commonly get before their wedding.

"Hey, here's another shot.", says Leia, snapping me out of my trance.

All the girls and I sit on the floor with drinks and food in Leia's quarters as a sort of bachelorette party.

I'm somewhat tipsy and if I'm honest, I wanna get drunk to calm my raging nerves.

I down the strong drink, tipping my head back and let the sour taste rush down my throat.

"I'll have another.", I say.

Carrie pours me another shot and I take it with thanks, down it, and motioning the empty glass to her, signaling that I want more.

"Woah, girl. Don't get too drunk. You don't wanna wake up on your wedding day with a migraine", says Shami.

"I'm just so nervous about tomorrow.", I say.

"You'll be fine, Jyn. Just think about it.", starts Jenine, signaling to the none existent sky,"You'll soon be living the married life with one of the most handsome rebels we have."

Everyone giggles at her statement.

These girls are friends I have made along the way. They have been a part of my team on mission, done me incredible favors, and have helps me fix ships. They all have amazing personalities and in my time here, I never would have thought that I'd make so many friends.

If you told me five years ago that I would be a part of the Resistance and be engaged, I would have laughed in your face.

And yet, here I am.

"Your right. I'm so lucky and I'm so excited to marry Cassian. And I'm endlessly grateful that you guys are going to be there with me.", I say, entering a group hug with all the girls.

"Alright now, this is a celebration so let's get drunk!", yells Leia and we all hollar in response.

"I'll be right back guys. I think I left something in my room for tomorrow.", I say, walking out of Leia's bedroom.

"Hurry up or we'll drink all the liquor!", yells Dedrema.
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Cassian's POV

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!", everyone chants as Han downs the bottle of booze.

He finished the rest as we all cheer.

He's may be a skinny guy, but he can sure hold his alcohol.

"Hey everyone, let's send our condolences to Cassian. He's going to be living the married life soon!", he slightly slurs as everyone laughs.

Chewbacca comes over and gives me a hard pay on the back growling a congratulations to me.

"Thanks, Chewie.", I say with a smile, looking up at him.

"Hey, at least he gets to marry one of the hottest chics in the Rebellion.", Ewan comments in a drunken slur as everyone cackles.

The hangar fills with the sounds of joy and celebration.

Although a moment ago, I felt my nerves taking control of me, I now feel the energy of the guys radiating to me. Their laughter is simply contagious.

I've known most of these guys for my whole life. Chewbacca and Han being some of they only exceptions, but over the course of mere months, I have grown to care for them like brothers.

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