It was the second time in as many months that Han had thrown himself on top of Leia. Not for anything fun, mind you, but out of the sheer blind panic that came from watching the Princess endanger herself.
"What are you trying to prove your Worship?" He grunted in her ear as Chewie fired blaster bolts towards their assailants. "That your as good a target as a storm trooper."
That earned him a swift elbow in the ribs.
"I was handling it just fine."
Han rolled his eyes.
"You and I have different definitions of fine."
Leia opened her mouth to retort, but the worried voice of Luke came over their comms.
"We're taking a lot of flak up here. Seems to me this station isn't as secret as we'd hoped."
"Tell me something I don't know." Leia said, pushing Han all the way off. "Luke are you and the Rogues ready to jump to lightspeed?"
"Sure, but our orders are to escort you and the Falcon back to the fleet."
"I think we'll have a better chance if we split up."
Leia watched as a muscle in Han's jaw twitched and she tried not to smile. She could give as good as she got. And the Falcon was up to it, according to her smuggling captain.
"I don't have a good feeling about this." Luke said.
"Neither do I kid, but her Worship is right about us getting out of here. So take the Rogues and go!"
"I'm leaving Wedge, he's hiding behind the nearest moon."
"Done." Han said. "Chewie it's time to leave."
The wookie growled his assent. And the trio began to back themselves down the corridor making for the docking bay. As the corridor filled with smoke and more blaster fire, Han noticed that Leia's blaster was set to stun.
"For sith's sake!" He slammed his blaster into her hands and took hers, immediately switching the setting. "We're not playing Sabac, Leia."
He watched as her lips thinned, she looked down at Han's blaster looking for the stun setting. She turned to see him laugh.
"Had that setting removed ages ago."
Leia shrugged and started pelting toward the open docking bay doors. "I'll get the Falcon running, then."
"Princess! You've got to clear the bay first."
She waved her hand to let Han know she'd heard him, but he was pretty sure that meant nothing. She was being reckless. More reckless than usual. It was like watching a spinning top and being helpless as it teetered toward the edge of a table.
