Okay, so here's the summary. 6 Years after Return of the Jedi, Han and Leia married and had twins: Jacen and Jaina. But, Han and Leia both start fighting constantly about everything, and the twins don't like it when their parents fight. So the two 4, almost 5 year olds go to Uncle Luke to figure out a way to keep them from fighting. But, a bigger problem arises. Han gets drunk almost every night, trying to drown out his sadness and anger at Leia. But when a drunk Han starts to beat Leia up, which leads to Leia considering a divorce, what are Jacen, Jaina, and Luke supposed to do? I do not own Star Wars…it all goes to George. Starts in Leia's POV

Why do we fight?

I ask myself that every single day.

I mean, sure, we've fought in the past, but that was only because we were trying to hide our love for each other. But now it just seems to me that this time it isn't because he's trying to hide his love for me, but because he's actually losing his love for me.

"Damn it Leia!" Han's voice boomed downstairs to where I was sitting with a cup of Caff at the table. I groaned and then got up to go and see what he was yelling at me about. I climbed the stairs for about the billionth time today and saw Han digging through his clothes in the drawer.

"What?" I asked him.

"Where is my jacket?" He yelled.

"In the laundry." I replied, and he turned and glared at me.

"You didn't WASH IT??!" He screamed.

"No!" I cried.

"Why not? I thought that I told you to do the damn laundry!!" He screamed at me.

"Han, I'm not your maid!"

"A maid would be a hell of a lot more useful then YOU!" He shouted, and then shoved me out of the way as he made his way down the stairs to the fridge. I rolled my eyes and then walked down the steps after him.

"What did you do with the left over steaks?" He asked.

"I threw them away." I responded.

"GOD DAMN IT LEIA, WHY?!" He yelled.

"Han, they were more than 2 weeks old, and they started to grow something green on them." I said, walking over to the fridge and standing next to him. "Now close the door. We're going to have dinner soon." He just grabbed my hand tightly in his grip. I had to resist the urge to scream out in pain as I watched my hand turn a different color. I decided to just wince.

"Where's your ring?"

"What?" I asked.

"Where is your wedding ring?" He screamed as I watched my hand turn from peach to purple.

"I took it off when I went to go and wash the dishes."

"WHY?" He screamed.

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT TO LOSE IT, DAMN IT HAN LET GO OF MY HAND!"

"NO!"

"HAN PLEASE!" I screamed as I pushed on his hand.

Jaina's POV

Jacen and I watched our parents fight from our bedroom door.

"I hate it when they fight." Jacen said.

"Me too." I nodded in agreement as I watched Daddy shove Mommy onto the ground.

"Han, can you PLEASE stop yelling?" Mommy pleaded as Daddy just stormed up the stairs.

"Jacen! JACEN!" I cried as Jacen went running towards Mommy.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he grabbed Mommy's hand and helped her up off of the ground.

"Yes Jacen, thanks." Mommy smiled at Jacen and I took the moment to sneak upstairs and talk to Daddy. I was pretty afraid to though, after how violent I saw that he was to the person he loved!

"Daddy?" I asked as I watched him put his clothes that were lying on the floor back into the drawer.

"What?" He asked, and I sat on the bed.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Sweetheart, why would you think that I would be mad at you?" He asked, ruffling my hair.

"You don't call Mommy that."

"Call your mother what?" He asked, in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Sweetheart. You used to call her that all the time, now you just yell at her and push her to the ground. Why?"

"I don't think that you're old enough to hear it." He said.

"Yes I am! I'm 4 years old!"

"Jaina, I'm not going to tell you."

"Please Daddy? Please Please PLEASE?"

He laughed. "No."

"But I don't like it when you fight."

"Just go." He said, and I looked at him one more time before heading downstairs. I hid on the stairs and looked up at Daddy. He groaned and then sat down on the bed, holding his head in his hands. He then reached over and grabbed a picture off of the bedside table and looked at it.

"Damn it Leia." He muttered and then put the picture down onto the bed and got up and walked into the bathroom. I quickly got up off of the stairs and walked over to the picture on the bed. I reached up to get it and looked at it.

It was a picture of Mommy and Daddy, all dressed up and hugging each other. I heard the sound of water stopping in the bathroom and quickly stuck the photo into my pocket and headed downstairs.

Leia's POV

"Mommy, are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, Jacen, I'm fine. Now go play with your toys in your room and wait until I finish making dinner."

"But I already played with all of my toys!" Jacen cried, and I bent down and looked him in the eye. "I don't want you and Daddy to fight. It makes me sad."

"Don't worry about your father and I. We will work it out eventually." I said, whipping his hair out of his eyes. "Why don't you go to Uncle Luke's? I'll walk you there."

"UNCLE LUKE!!" Jacen screamed just as Jaina appeared from down the stairs.

"We're going to Uncle Luke's?" She asked.

"Yes." I said, grabbing my jacket out of the closet and buttoning it up. "Now you two go and get some shoes on." I said, and the two ran into their room. I sighed and then grabbed their coats out of the closet.

Han came downstairs and frowned at me. "Where are you going?" He spat.

"I'm taking the kids to Luke's."

"Why?"

"They want to go there."

"Probably can't stand you anymore." He snorted.

"Maybe they just can't stand YOU!" I spat back at him.

"Well, damn it Leia, who's going to make the dinner??" He shouted.

"I'm going to come back."

"And how the hell am I supposed to know that?"

"Han, trust me, I'm going to come back."

"You better be back in 15 minutes, or else I'm going to come and personally take you back home. Got it?" He poked his finger at me.

"Got it." I moaned and Jacen and Jaina came out of their bedroom.

"We're ready Mommy!" Jaina said, grabbing her pink coat out of my hands. I handed Jacen his blue one and helped Jaina zip hers up.

"Mommy Mommy! Help me zip up my jacket!!!"

"Here Jacen, I'll help you." Han said, and Jacen backed up.

"I want Mommy to help me." He said, and I bent down and zipped up his jacket.

"I'll be back in 15 darling." I said, very sarcastically.

"Sure thing, sweetheart." He responded, bathed in the same sarcasm. I rolled my eyes and then turned to Jacen and Jaina.

"Hands." I said, and the two grasped my hands before walking out of the door.

When we made it to Luke's, I knocked on the door.

He opened it up, and Jacen and Jaina ran to hug his legs, causing him to almost fall down. "Hey Leia. How's Han?"

"We had about 2 more fights today."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I said, and then glanced at my watch. "You know what? Can the kids just spend the night with you?"

"Sure." He said, and then twins ran into the kitchen.

"I gotta get back. Han told me to either be back in 15, or he's personally going to take me back home. I gotta go. And thanks Luke."

"Your welcome. Oh, and if you need anyone to talk to, call me, okay?" I nodded.

"Thanks." I said, and then sprinted towards my apartment.

When I got to my apartment, I walked in and Han was leaning up against the counter with his arms crossed.

"Leia, you were 3 minutes late." He said.

"DOES IT EVEN MATTER??" I screamed at him. This is my last straw.

"YOU DON'T EVEN CARE THAT I'M HUNGRY!"

"YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING HAN!"

"FINE! I'M GOING TO BED."

"FINE!" I screamed, and he stormed back up the stairs. Once he left, I sighed and slumped down into the seat. "What happened to us?" I cried as the tears of pain and sorrow fell down my face.

So there's the chapter. I know that the summary is sort of sucky, but whatever…PLEASE REVIEW!!!

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Alexandra