AN:Okay, so here it is. I'm not sure if any of these exist but if they didn't before, they do now. Introducing Dark Leia . . . ra haha . . . They probably exist somewhere, I just haven't had the time to read every single SWfic that's on this glorious site. Hope you like. Ahh, I'm slightly trying some semi Han/Leia sap. It's my first try at it so tell me what ya think. Thanx.
! This all belongs to G. Lucas. I am merely using his chars and concepts to create me own SW fic. Ta da.
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What happened? What happened up there? Why didn't you listen to me? You tell me all these things and then disappear from my life? How could you?
He didn't disappear. He was killed, murdered by his own father - your father. You know that. Everyone knows it.
He killed Luke.
He slaughtered your brother. Your own father murdered your brother.
No! He's not my father! That monster is not my father!
He killed your brother.
"Leia?" A warm hand brought her out of her reverie. "C'mon, we gotta get going," Han said softly, squeezing her shoulder again.
Leia exhaled heavily and nodded. She brought a hand up to brush tears out of her eyes but found they had already dried. I haven't cried in so long . . .
"Mistress Leeah, are you alright?" C-3PO questioned.
"She's fine, goldenrod - just get in the Falcon, will ya?" Han bellowed, wrapping a protective arm around Leia. From within the ship Chewbacca, growled, followed by some shrill bleeps from Artoo.
"I'm okay, Han," Leia assured the man holding her. She stood up from her seat on some canister and hugged him, returning the embrace. Then she kissed him quickly and let go.
Han traced a loose wisp of hair behind her ear. "You sure?" he asked.
Leia nodded.
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"Where are we heading, captain?" Leia asked cheerfully as she took a seat behind Chewie.
"Ah, I know a place that will hide us good till we get that transmission of yours," Han assured her.
"May I remind you, Mistress Leeah, that the last time General Solo assured us a place was safe, he was carted away by Boba Fett," 3PO pointed out.
Chewie let out a guttural response.
"Well, I was just- "
Again, the wookie bellowed.
"Well-" C-3PO was apparently at a loss for words. The protocol droid stood and left the cockpit.
Leia laughed.
Han turned to her. "Good to see you smiling," he said, smiling himself.
"Luke would want me to move on, get something positive out of all of this," the former princess explained. "I'm not going to dwell on the past, because I can't do anything about it - however, what I can do is make sure Vader pays for what he did."
Han regarded the woman he loved cautiously. Though he knew whom he was talking to, something in her voice had put him on edge. Hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Han turned away and closed his eyes for a moment.
Leia didn't pay much attention to Han's abrupt exit from the conversation. She sat back with her arms folded across her chest.
Vader will pay for Luke's death. I'll make sure of it myself.
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Pleez review! Thanks for reading – k. ramsey.
