'They're pushing for a decision on fighter distribution down in sector seven ma'am.'

An abrupt voice snapped Princess Leia Organa out of her musings. The all too brief celebrations on Endor had come to a close and the ever present burden of military responsibility loomed over her. Following the destruction of the death star, redistributing the forces of the rebel alliance to amend collateral damage and defeat the final forces of the galactic empire was proving challenging.

'Inform all fighters to return to bass for reassignment, sector seven will be sent to the Ileenium system to scout for new base territories.' Her brisk, commanding tone made every decision ring with authority. The cadet turned on their heel to do what she asked and she was allowed back to her private worries. Leia always felt somewhat weak when she let her personal grievances dominate too much of her thoughts though she couldn't shake the feeling that, now the alliance had achieved such a major goal, there was little reason for many she now held dear to stick around. Particularly because now that she needed all the alliances best personnel working throughout the galaxy to seek and destroy the remaining imperial troops, she actually had more reasons to send away those dear to her.

The princess along with the rest of the rebel alliance had a vision of a new senate founded in their own political values that worked towards a more liberal galaxy. The new construct of the democratic senate of the alliance would consist of representatives from each system who would then run their own parliamentary constructs with leaders from the planets of those systems. It was going to take a lot of work. She sighed and turned down to the control panel in front of her ready to begin the odious task of contacting various political representatives from all across the galaxy and rebuild a democratic existence for its inhabitants. That was until she heard and abrupt pair of footsteps come up behind her.

'So what now your highnessness? Guess there's somewhere very urgent and very far away your finest general needs to be sent?' Han's voice contained its usual sarcastic drawl. Yet when Leia turned to face him she could detect a layer of sadness to his usual smirk.

'Maybe…I'll see how useful I'm finding you.' She quipped back.

Han's smirk broke into a full smile as he came closer to lean on the console opposite her.

'How's the war wound.' He tilted his chin towards her arm, still bandaged from where she had been struck by an imperial blaster. She let out a small chuckle.

'Little tender but I'm sure I'll survive.' She assured him. She felt the air grow suddenly a little more tense as their minds both strayed back to Han's original question. Her eyes gave away how her answer was going to be received almost instantly.

'Half way across the galaxy again is it?' Han's face fell into a mask of disappointment.

'We may need you on a diplomatic mission. The bottom line is that negotiations are still at a very fragile stage and…well we need everyone we've got.' She explained, back in the tone of a leader rather than someone who loved him.

'Spare me the ice princess act will ya? I've hardly been out the carbonite that long and you're really gonna cart me off to the farthest system you can think of? Must be real glad to have me back…' He turned on his heal and stormed away from her.

'Great.' She muttered to herself, banging a fist down on the console. So much for thinking their worries were over.

Abruptly something flashed up on the console, alerting Leia to the fact that the scanners the alliance had sent into the far reaches of space had found something. Possibly imperial activity. It was in the western most reaches of the galaxies inner rim, not somewhere she would have expected to find a galactic fleet. She tried to hone in on the signal but it was too weak though she had a gut feeling that this could be the lead to the last pieces of the empire. She bought up Mon Mothma on her com link without hesitation.

'The scanners have shown some unexpected readings…I think I've found them.'

Han would just have to wait.