THE TALK

Leia walked into her apartment. The first thing she saw was Han waiting for her with a black packed bag on the coffee table. The smile vanished from her face.

"What's going on?" She said. Her words were barely audible under the lump that was building in her throat and she started to shake slightly because of the increase in her heart rate.

He looked up at her. His gaze was indifferent and sad. Looking back to large window of HER 247th floor apartment, he said with slight hesitation, "I'm leaving you." He then looked down at the floor.

Tears found their way to the surface of her eyes. "What?" Her breathing started to become inconsistent, she had to pay attention to it. "Why? You-you can't leave."

He looked up at her. All of the hatred that he had harboured for her was escaping him and he couldn't control it. He resisted the temptation to scream in her face, knowing it would hurt her more if he said this calmly.

"Yes I can. And I'm going to." He stood up. It was his turn to assert himself.

"Why?" She whispered, barely audible.

"Why? How can you even ask that question? Oh, I don't know, let's talk about how you every nearly left me to marry another man. Let's talk about it."

In a low whisper, "I said I'm sorry."

"No, you didn't. Isn't that interesting? I leave on a mission for five months, a mission for your cause by the way, which I joined to be with you. I come home and find you've fallen in love for some guy who you'd only just met. You didn't talk to me, or kiss me. You were rude, you didn't defend our relationship, something that I thought you were wholeheartedly in because I seem to recall you risking your life and everything you own to rescue me from Jabba the Hut. You kiss him in front of me. I put my life on the line to project you and you deny that you're in love with me. And I don't even get an apology."

"But I am in love with you! We're back together aren't we?"

"I wasn't even aware we'd broken up. Oh and how did we get back together, that's right, when your prince went and found himself someone else."

"No..."

"Did it hurt when he left?"

"I don't..."

"So I'm just a consolation prize?"

"No you're not..."

"Sure feels that way. What happened to you? How could you do this to us, Leia?" Tears started forming in his own eyes. "How could take everything that we meant to each other, everything we've been through and throw it away? Throw it for the next hot guy you see? What was going through your head?"

"I don't know."

"So you can't give me anything now?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Han but I don't know what was going through my head at the time. I'm sorry that I cheated on you, I'm sorry that I neglected you, I'm sorry. But please don't do this. Don't leave me, I need you."

She walks up to him and tries to put her arms around his neck but he backs away.

"What about when I needed you? Mmmm? Do you know the amount of hate I get every day from the senior leader of the Rebellion, hell not just them, people I don't even know, people from different planets that don't think I'm good enough for you. But I didn't care because you never made me feel like that. I really loved you. And you... made me feel really loved in return but I don't think that's true anymore and I..." He found himself lost for words, the weight of her betrayal slowing his mental processing and causing tears to run down his face.

Leia holds her tongue, deciding it would be better if she didn't say anything. Instead she lunges towards him, grabs his face in her hands and pulls his lips to meet her own. Kissing him with every fibre of her being, everything she had to make him feel her love. In her head, she was screaming that she loved him, that she didn't want him to leave and that she'd be forever broken if he did. Han melted into her kiss, seduced by her touch and all previous emotions were forgotten and replaced by love and lust, as was always the case with them. Despite what she had put him through, in his heart of hearts, he still loved her with a burning passion. And he was somewhat repulsed at himself for it.

She wasnted to talk all of her clothes off and show him just how much she loved him but a bigger part of her just wanted to hold him. She broke the kiss to caress the side of his neck with her lips as her right hand picked at the buttons of his shirt, her left arm securely around his shoulders.

"I love you so much, Han." She whispered in his ear and she meant it. Their foreheads came together as han whispered:

"I can't believe that right now, Leia. Everything you said, I can't forget it."

Leia was starting to feel dizzy.

"I think it's best if I just go home."

"Han wait—" were Leia's last words before she fainted in Han's arms.

"Leia!"