"Well, Hotshot, you were right." Leia leaned against the cockpit door.
"Yeah?" Han watched the console as he flipped switches. "About what?"
"About how long it'll take us to get pregnant again."
There was a long pause. Han's head swivelled around. "Sweetheart! Are you?"
Leia smiled.
"Already!?" With a triumphant shout of laughter, he stood and swept her into his arms, raining kisses over her face.
Leia sighed. "So much for 'having fun trying'."
"Hey, it was fun!" Han insisted. "Anyway, I told you, I'm a damn good shot."
Leia's answer was a smiling kiss. She couldn't argue with that.