One year.
One year was all it took for everything to change. One year since Luke's father had died. One year since the Empire had fallen. One year since Leia had heard from her brother.
It worried her constantly, the fact that no one had seen Luke since Darth died, or Anakin. She always forgot to call him Anakin. It wasn't her fault either, she had just never known that side of her father.
Father.
She said it fine, let people believe that she was fine with it, but she wasn't. She couldn't believe someone so evil was related to her, much less created her. Everyone always tole her he had changed in his last moments, and she shouldn't be ashamed of her heritage, but yet she was. Luke being gone didn't help either. He was the only one who had been with Darth, Anakin, in his last moments, and with him no where to be found she couldn't believe the people who told her Darth had changed.
Leia felt a hand on her shoulder as she held her head in her hands.
"It's Luke again, isn't it?" Han's warm voice soothed her ringing ears, somehow he always knew what was bugging her.
"It's been a year, Han. A whole year since we've seen him. I don't know where he could have gone, especially in that state." Leia lifted her head up, running a hand over her scalp and through her long, brown hair.
"What state?" Han sat down next to Leia, that confused look he had whenever he asked a question spread over his face.
"His- our, father, had just died. He burned his body, his own father's body. The father he lost before he even knew him. We see him for an hour and then he just disappears. You can't say that's safe, or normal. We have no idea what was running through his mind. He could be dead Han!" that was the first time she had said it out loud. Luke could be dead. He had been gone for so long, it was completely plausible. The only problem with saying it meant it could actually be true, and Leia definitely didn't want that.
"Come on Leia, you know that's not true. Luke's strong. He's not dead, he's probably somewhere using his super 'Jedi Powers' to fend off evil on some remote planet." Han held her shoulders tight with his right arm, resting his left hand on hers. Leia shook him off and stood up.
"I know you're probably right, but I don't want to take any chances. I want to find Luke." Leia pulled the silk she wore tightly around her body and ties the string around her waist.
"Come on Leia, don't freak out. Give him some time and space. He'll show up eventually." Han immediately knew that was the wrong answer.
"Time!? Space!? Hasn't he had enough of that already!" Leia lashed out at Han, who took a step back each time her voice got louder.
"Leia, you know I didn't mean it like that." Leia sighed and turned away from Han, sorting through the set of drawers across from the table she and Han had been sitting at.
"You may have not meant it, but it still hurts Han." This time Han sighed. Leia pulled some clothes out of the dresser and threw them on the bed opposite the drawers. "Let's just ignore it, Han. Ignore the fact Luke's been gone. Ignore the fact he's my brother. Ignore the fact we ever met-" Leia was interrupted as she spoke, not only by the troubling look on Han's face but by the golden drone standing in the open bedroom doorway.
"Princess Leia, we have a-" C-3PO paused for a moment before resuming the message. "-a, delivery, that has arrived. It is not labeled but we assume it is for you or Captain Solo." Leia shared a look with han before they both rushed out of the room and after c-3PO.