The next morning, Han woke up sitting outside her quarters on the floor, leaning against the wall. After she ran away, it didn't take long to forget about his pride and follow her to make sure she wouldn't harm herself. He certainly knew the feeling when faced with your own demons and the feeling of wanting to end it so it all would be over.

Arriving only a few minutes later to her door, he heard her cries, relieved that he wasn't too late. He sat down next to her door, listening to her cries and had to suppress the urge to go in there and take her into his arms. After a few hours, her crying had died down and he was relieved to hear the shower go on inside her quarters. He decided to wait for her to come out of the fresher as well. Knowing all too well how appealing shower walls seemed for a place to end your life. Unfortunately, he didn't make it that far, when sleep took over him.

So, when he woke up, it took him about two seconds to come back to his senses, to ignore his sour neck before he jumped up and pressed his ear to her door, to hear any sign of life inside.

Hearing some shuffling inside, he let go of the breath he was holding. The shuffling stopped for a second and he backed off the door and out of the peek holes' sight, when he heard her moving towards the door.

….

Leia peeked through the peek hole of her quarters, sure that she heard something outside her door. When she found the floor empty outside, she decided it must have been her imagination and went back to get ready for the day.

Outside, Han was relieved he didn't have to explain his being her outside her quarters this early in the morning. When he heard, her com going off, he took his jacket off the floor to leave. He was just around the next corner, when he decided he had to see her once more before leaving. Just on cue he heard her door open and he turned around to cross her path.

Seeing him walking her way, she couldn't help wondering about his appearance. His hair was even more scruffier looking than usual, his clothes was wrinkled and he looked very tired.

Holding his gaze for a moment, they walked past each other. "Princess."

Was all he said as a greeting, before looking down to his feet and continued his walk.

"Captain." She greeted him keeping her head high and hurried her pace to get out of his sight before she would act on the turmoil that was building inside her.

….

Leia logged herself inside her office most of the time, so she didn't have to talk to anyone, only leaving it to get back to her quarters to get some sleep, she knew that wouldn't come.

One day when she arrived at her quarters, she found a tray with a bowl of hot soup and bread sitting on her makeshift desk. Looking around the quarters, she didn't see any other change. She went to check the login files on her door monitor and couldn't find any difference. The last two data were her log out this morning and her log in just now. Confused she sat down on her bed, looking over to the bowl of soup. It took her about a few minutes to get up from her bed to take a closer look at the soup. It smelled delicious and she could feel her stomach growling. Taking the spoon from the tray, she went through the soup searching for anything strange, but couldn't find anything. The only strange thing was the soup itself and how it gotten inside her private quarters. She sat down at the desk and looked down to the soup once more. Like a shy animal she took up little of it with the spoon and brought it to her mouth, testing it first with the tip of her tongue. Having not a decent meal in almost a year, the little amount of soup brought all her senses up and it tasted really delicious. She took a piece of bread and dipped it into the soup before taking a big bite, not caring if she ended up being poison or even dead. If that was supposed to be her last meal, so be it.

Han could hear the spoon working on the soup inside her quarters from outside. He felt kind of creepy to be standing outside her quarters once again but was relieved to find her finally eating. What the heck! It's also creepy for me to care so much about her and here I am. If I get to see her smile again or hear her giggle once more it was defiantly worth it.

He thought to himself, before realizing what he just told himself.

Get a grip Solo! It's not like she is the only woman on base. Why don't you get yourself some fun for the night, ha?

Nodding to that idea, he left her door and went back to the hanger, looking for some fun. Arriving there though changed his mind and he went straight to the falcon instead, deciding the wiring needed some new patching up.

Leia was laying on her bed, still remembering the taste of that soup. It didn't take her long to fall asleep.

The next day, when she went through the hanger, she heard some of the other pilots complaining about Solo and accusing him of taking all the energy from the power generator.

It was no surprise to find that the Captain was still on base. She read some files over the last couple of days, about hiring the captain for short fieldtrips. Actually, it became one of her morning rituals to sort out his name, to read those reports first. Having also to document those trips, she found herself giggling on some of his reports. He sure had an interesting way with people and a very intriguing way of seeing the world around himself.

Coming closer to the Falcon, she found the ramp down, but didn't dare to walk up and inside. She hadn't seen the Captain in almost two weeks now and she feared the moment she would, not knowing how to act. Their last real encounter ended with her crying half the night.

"Your highness." A young pilot came up to her, bowing before talking. He was a young pilot from Alderaan and had lost his family just as she had. She knew she probably try and say something to him. Something comforting, being his princess but she couldn't. Feeling the guilt creeping up again, she decided to greet him back instead and act as nothing happened.

"Good morning Simon." She greeted, moving to keep going, but he held her back.

"Your highness I was wondering if you could talk some sense into Captain Solo. He takes all the power of the generator to work on his ship. We other pilots need to work on ours as well."

"Why me?" Leia asked knowing this was a lousy way of dealing with his request.

"He won't listen to any of us and since you have some rank, maybe you can…"

"Right…I'll think about something." She confirmed, before looking up the ramp, fearing how to deal with this. "Alright thank you your highness."

The young pilot said, before leaving her alone. Leia couldn't move, while keeping her focus on the Falcon's ramp. Why is he still here anyway? I told him to leave. Who does he think he is anyway? Taking all the power!? Impossible man! She knew she probably was unfair to him, but needed something to boost up her self-confidence. Come on Leia! You were elected senator when most girls still played house, you just have to snap with your finger and half of the base will listen to what you have to say. This is just Solo. You can deal with him!

Feeling self-confident all over a sudden, she walked up the Falcon's ramp with a purpose.

Arriving inside the Falcon and coming into the lobby, all her self-confidence was gone, seeing the same kind of plate she found in her apartment yesterday, on the Dejarik table. Just on cue to make her even more nervous, Han came in. He was standing in front of her with no shirt on and seeing his bare muscular chest for the first time, didn't help her to come back to her senses at all. She found herself wanting to run her hands through his chest hair instead. Closing her eyes for just a moment to calm herself, she opened them again and was surprised to find him standing next to her, picking up the empty plate. "Sorry for the mess."

Was all he said, before leaving to the galley to put the dirty plate into the sink.

"You want something to drink, princess?"

Before she could even answer, he was back handing her a bottle of something cold.

"What is this?" She asked, not able to take her eyes of him.

"No alcohol for you, but something refreshing. The heat on this planet gets worst every day." He replied, leaning against the Dejarik table.

"You guys certainly have a way of choosing weird places for bases. From one boiling planet to a freezing one. That's quiet the temperature difference. I'm trying to tell your generals, that the ships will have trouble adjusting to that, but they won't listen to low life like me."

Taking a swig of his drink, he took a real look at her for the first time she got here.

She looked better today. Not very well but better. He couldn't help but feel some sense of pride for being a part of that. "So what can I do for you your highness?"

He asked, taking another sip of his drink. She had to think about it for a moment, not remembering why she came up here in the first place. "I…hmmm…"

"What princess? Lost for words?" He grinned at her knowing that would get her railed up.

"No! I'm not lost for words captain! The pilots told me you're taking all the power of the generator and I'm here to tell you that you should think about the others. You're not alone anymore Captain and as long you're staying here on base, there are rules you have to follow."

Relieved that she found the courage to tell him, she found the confidence to even log eyes with him for a moment, when he looked at her.

"Well since nobody listens to me around here, I at least decided to prepare the Falcon for the temperature change. So, when all those young fellows try to heat up their ships, I will be warm and cozy and most important of all ready for battle at all times."

He just shrugged, taking another swing of his drink.

"So you're coming with us?" She asked surprised.

"Don't act too surprised your worship. I offered them helping to move base since I have the falcon and all, but don't think I will sign up or something."

He answered all defensive, which caused her temper to swell up as well.

"Well, Captain Solo, I hope the reward will be to your satisfactory then. Now excuse me I have work to do myself. Talk to the pilots and figure out a way to share energy. I don't have time for such childish behavior!" She snapped, handing him her untouched drink, ignoring the shiver up her spine, when their fingers brushed and stormed out of the Falcon.

Han couldn't help to chuckle at her behavior and remember the look of hope on her face when she realized he would move base with them.

And you had to ruin it again, didn't you nerfbrain!? He got all frustrated with himself and decided to go back to work.