It's been a long, emotionally draining eight months since Carrie died.

I haven't been able to write.

Until now.

So how did we get from Takodana to the base on D'qar? How long was the journey? We didn't see. When Leia met Finn, she said Han told told her about Rey... We didn't hear that conversation.

Written but unused scene says the Solo's traveled together alone on the Falcon... and as they say in "Mamma Mia!" ... dot dot dot...

They couldn't resist and finally moved together in a tight embrace, cementing their physical reunion.

Chewbacca, Finn and the rest of the team were already aboard the transport.

Husband and wife were alone for the first time in a while.

Without a second thought, without a word, they moved together, arms around each others waists up the ramp into the Millennium Falcon. The couple seamlessly prepared their beloved YT-1300 for the trip back to base as if it was 30 years ago. They watched the transport, the X-Wings and Y-Wings all safely enter hyperspace before entering it themselves. Han flipped a couple switches and sighed deeply, turning to his wife who had obviously been watching him lovingly. She offered a soft, but genuine smile. Tears began to well in her big brown doe eyes.

"You OK?" she asked, her alto voice shaky with emotion and barely audible.

He returned a sad smile. "I am now. Better than I've been a long time," he assured her.

They gazed at each other in silence for a few moments, the streaks in the darkness their only travel companions. He felt her mood change.

"Where the HELL have you been?" she demanded, the last words trailing off, her overwhelming feelings getting the best of her now that it was just the two of them. "Not even a holo?" she questioned, tears freely trickling down her cheeks now. He felt her anger, her pain, her confusion, her relief, her love. "The first thing you say to me is that you noticed I changed my hair?" she snapped. She paused, suddenly realizing the beauty in that. It meant he thought about her, had memorized her. Of course he'd notice the slightest change in her appearance no matter how long they'd been apart. She calmed, ashamed at her outburst. "I'm sorry."

He swallowed hard, bowed his head and ran his hands through his silver hair. "I'm sorry, too," he said quietly.

She reached out and took his hands in hers, thankful to feel the warmth of his mere presence. They sat like that for a few moments. "You saw him..." she sighed, making an effort to move on as quickly as possible. What was done was done. They couldn't change the past few months.

"Well... He had that damn mask on... But yeah... I saw Ben," he said, lifting his tear filled eyes to meet hers. "He took a young girl named Rey... She had the Falcon. Long story," he smirked. She rolled her eyes, but smirked back, sniffling. "She's an innocent, sweet kid from Jakku who has nothing to do with any of this," he shrugged.

"Did he hurt her?"

He tensed his jaw and nodded. "She was unconscious when he carried her onto his shuttle."

Leia closed her eyes and shook her head. She began to sob violently. He pulled her to her feet and settled her in his lap, pressing her as close as he could, holding her tightly to his chest, something he should have been doing all along.

As they held each other, the pain of their separation faded away. Why talk about it? There was no need to. They needed to move forward. Together. Never to let go again.

After a few more moments, the same thing crossed each of their minds at the same time.

"We got two hours at least," he cooed, cupping her chin in his hand and tilting her face up so their eyes could meet.

The slightest sparkle began to shine in her eyes. "That's not enough time, old man," she teased. "You don't do anything in 12 parces anymore. Especially that."

He snorted an indignant yet amused snort. "Ain't that the point of "that"? It'll be nice to take it slow. We haven't been living in marital bliss lately..."

"True," she sighed.

Their lips met.