The Park [By the Dockpond, of *Course*, Sunday Night]

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Luke paced around the perimeter of the pond, brain frantically trying to come up a way to salvage the complete fiasco Jaina's wedding had turned into.

The press wouldn't cover it, of course--there were benefits to owning most of the newspapers in the region--but the Winchesters would never, ever stop holding this over their heads.

There had to be a way to recover their honor. The nunnery hadn't worked before, but maybe it would now. Luke would call his sister--Jaina and Brooke's mother--but she was off with one of her numerous boytoys and was out of contact.

He'd have to come up with a plan himself. He was a Skywalker. They were good at this stuff.

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Claire-Simone was wandering morosely, and Frenchly, through town, brooding about ... things. About her brothers and the way the Winchester-Skywalker rivalry controlled this town. The Fishers would never find a toehold.

Her eyes narrowed when she spotted Luke. "You!" she gasped in her thick accent. "Why can you nevair leave us alone?"

No matter that she was the one talking to him.

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Grace had been loitering near the edges of the wedding, but had drifted off on her own when her brothers' gloating had got too annoying.

Really boys were so immature compared to girls.

She wasn't really paying too much attention to where she was going and so ran right into Luke.

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Luke blinked. "...and you are..."

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Luke reached his hands out to steady her before realizing who it was. "Grace."

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Claire-Simone tossed her flame-colored locks over one shoulder. "As if you do not know, Luke Skywalker!" she snapped. "I am Claire-Simone Fisher, and we will bury your family."

Literally.

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Luke sighed, then reached into his jacket, pulled out a number--347--and held it out. "Here. This is your place in line. We've found it's so much more organized this way."

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Grace jumped back from his touch when she realized who it was. "Luke."

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Luke was going to be letting go aaaaaaaany second now. Yes.

Just not right yet. "Here to gloat, I imagine."

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Claire-Simone sneered, tossed her crimson strands of hair once more, tore the slip in half, dropped it to the ground, and stomped on it. "Do you think you will intimidate me, Luke Skywalker?"

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He sighed. "Clearly not. Fine." He put an incredibly bored look on his face, then deadpanned, "Oh no. Please. Don't hurt my family."

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"Gloating's more Skywalker style, isn't it?" She really should be trying to step back out of his reach and she would. Any second now.

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"You may sneer and mock us now, but someday you will rue the day," Claire-Simone informed him, following this with an evil (and French) laugh and yet another swishy redheaded hair gesture. "Just you wait."

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"I've been waiting to rue the day for a few decades now," Luke said, "and other than a couple of failed marriages, a botched surgery, four children put up for adoption and being stuck on that deserted island for a year, I haven't had that tough a life."

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"We're kind of used to having things go our way, yes," he said.

Why had his voice gotten so gentle? And why was her face suddenly so fascinating?

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"It didn't today." Grace totally meant it as a barb, really. It was just an unfortunate coincidence that made her sound sympathetic.

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Luke stepped back. If by "back," we meant "closer."

The music began swelling.

"Jaina and Brooke are very much like my sister," Luke said. "There's a reason she was written out years ago disinherited."

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"Deserted islands are the worst," Claire-Simone commiserated before she remembered she was supposed to be evil. "I got stuck on one with my brother's boyfried and it was months before he unlocked his alternate Boy Scout personality and realized he could build a raft."

"I mean," she added, over a background of creepy power cords, "you should say goodbye to that nice life, Luke Skywalker."

... she didn't know why she kept saying his full name.

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"I'll keep your opinion in mind," Luke said, nodding. "Please forward all blackmail photos, threatening letters or incriminating evidence about any members of my family to Wedge, my assistant."

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"And you'd never do anything your family doesn't approve of?" If she leaned in a little, it was just to make sure she could hear his answer.

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"I'll do that," Claire-Simone vowed. "Farewell, Luke Skywalker, until we meet again."

She stalked off, evil laugh, dark power cords and ribbon of have-we-mentioned-it's-red hair following her.

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"Not if I still want to be invited to dinner," he whispered, just a hair's breath from her face, "but my father...is a horrible cook."

He reached out to touch her cheek.

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"I can cook<" Grace said softly, leaning into his touch.

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"In that case," he murmured, "give me some sugar."

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Eyes wide, Grace leaned in the remaining distance and kissed Luke.

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Luke nipped at her lower lip, concentrating on the moment.

He probably should have been listening to the soundtrack instead, which had turned decidedly discordant.