"Chewie."

I looked over my shoulder to the man I had been calling my partner for years now.

"What is it, Han? Are you still worried?"

We had disobeyed Jabba's orders and were now smuggling some Jedis and their droids on the Millennium Falcon.

They had given us a lot of currency in exchange but we were still in a precarious situation.

Han stepped deeper into my bedroom, the dim light making his features stark and his dark eyes glint quietly.

He sighed. "Yeah, a bit," he gave me a crooked smile, "but it's nothing for us is it?"

I chuckled reassuringly. "Definitely." It was true. He and I were always running from some kind of trouble. Not surprising, considering our occupation.

I felt the corners of my eyes tighten as I started to think about the past and how I'd become indebted to this man after he had rescued him from the Imperial Army.

The man who was to become my most important person.

I shook my head in wonder. Me, a warrior, and a human with his mind in the clouds…but I couldn't imagine life without him.

I walked to him, in the center of the small room, and places my arms around him slowly. I felt him sink into my large form. He stroked my hair slowly and I let out a low vibration from my throat.

"It's me and you against the world. I'll never forget that. As long as you're by my side we'll keep going on adventures together."

"Living recklessly," he added, laughing.

I put my hand on the tops of his shoulders and we gazed at one another intently.

He put his hand to my face and I warmed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Obviously he can't see that, though, can he Chewbacca?

"I've always thought you had the loveliest pair of blue eyes. I'm jealous."

I started to say something back when a silhouette at the door caught my eye. We both turned to see the young, blond Jedi stare at us from the entrance of the room.

His eyes were wide as he stuttered. "W-what's going on here? Why are you two so close to one another?" I could see he had surprised Han. He raised his hands as he tried to explain the situation but was stopped when the older man entered the scene.

"What's going on here? What's with all the racket? Luke?" The young man couldn't seem to think up a reply fast enough before the man turned to us.

Me and Han looked at each other.

"Oh, boy."