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SUMMARY:

Han and Leia refuse to even look at each other after a huge fight. Han wants to patch things up with Leia, but realizes that she won't listen to him. So he writes her an anonymous letter and Leia is determined to figure out who wrote it even though the person she's searching for is the person she's already found.

Oh, and did I mention she's falling in love with him?

Leia's POV

I never wanted to speak to him again.

He had not only insulted me, but he had also insulted my family and my planet…well former planet.

Oh trust me, he laid it on me.

I had only asked him an easy question: Are you going to be staying with the alliance?

The answer I wanted was simple: Yes or No.

One word.

But he started out with throwing insults at me, calling me names worse then my pet names, and then he started to insult my family and how horrible they were at raising me. At first, I thought he was drunk, but Chewie said that Han hadn't even looked at a drink last night.

My eyes had started to tear up, and everyone in the base had turned and looked at us.

He…yelled at me.

I mean, it wasn't like he never yelled at me, because it was in our daily routine.

Get up, take a shower, get dressed, go to meeting, yell at Han, eat lunch, argue with Han, pass around flyers, argue again with Han, do routine tasks, fight again with Han, Dinner, argue again with Han, convince Han to stay with the alliance, monitor for Imperial ships, yell at Han, and then go to bed.

Our normal fights were just…playful banter usually, but this fight…

I have to stop talking about it or else I'm going to…Oh no. I can feel the tears coming…I ran as quickly as I could towards my ice chamber of a room. I fell down onto my green cot and pulled the blanket up to my neck.

I started to cry.

I couldn't help it.

It was the worst fight we'd ever gotten into.

After about five minutes of crying, I got another blanket out of the drawer of my vanity and wrapped it and the other one around me. I sat there cuddled up in my blankets and leaning up against the wall.

Why does he like to push my buttons so much?

Why does he like to even think about insulting me or bringing me down?

Ughhh…

I moaned and leaned my head up against the wall. I whipped the last of my tears away and realized that I had gotten a headache from all of my extensive amounts of crying. Then, there was a knock on the door.

It was probably Han trying to apologize.

"GO AWAY!!" I tried to scream, but it came out as a moan. I heard someone growl and then went to go and open the door, but I stopped. He may be with Han. "Are you alone?"

He growled the one thing I understood… "Yes." I opened up the door and it revealed Chewie with 3PO standing next to him. Oh, for translation.

Chewie growled something as he sat down on my cot. "Chewbacca says: How are you doing?"

"Aw, not that well Chewie."

He growled something back to me. "Chewbacca says: I'm sorry to here that. Well I came by to just drop off this letter for you." He passed me a plain off white envelope with my name sloppily written on it. I didn't recognize the handwriting.

"Who's it from?" I asked.

He growled something and I turned to 3PO. "Chewbacca says: I don't know. The general told me to give it to you. I hope you get a good night sleep, Leia. Goodnight."

"Night." I nodded my head as the two left the room.

I furrowed my eyebrows together as I opened up the letter. I unfolded the sheet of paper inside. It was rather long.

I skimmed down to the bottom to see who it was from.

It just said…Anonymous.

Anonymous?

Dear Leia…

So there's the first chapter. Good? Bad? No flames…so just tell me if it was good, okay? OKAY!!! Thanks!

Toodles,

Alexandra