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Second disclaimer: This chapter contains lightly sexual situations. Nothing super smutty (yet...haha) just a fair warning.

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Chapter 2

Han and Leia left the meeting with Mon. As per usual, it dragged on longer than it needed to. Mon Mothma made sure to brief the General as extensively as possible on every detail of the mission that she could. Han explained to her that the Falcon still needed some minor repairs, but the work shouldn't take longer then a week to complete. He still didn't enjoy being in Mon's presence but understood it was part of his job to deal with the bossy woman.

Han and Leia and walked down the long hallway. Han reached for Leia's hand, his fingers intertwining with hers as they made their way back to the Falcon.

"Are you hungry?" Han asked. "I haven't seen you eat all day".

"I suppose so. I had two cups of caf this morning and then with everything that's gone on today, I kind of forgot about lunch.


Han sat across the table from Leia. He had prepared dinner for them, something he had become accustomed to doing as he learned that Leia was fairly helpless in the kitchen. She managed to rehydrate things, but as far cooking a meal from scratch, she had no idea even where to begin. "Princesses weren't ever taught things like cooking because most princesses would never be in situations where they would need to cook", she had once explained to him. Han had promised her that one day he would teach her the basics, or at least how to make Corellian hot cakes.

"You know, I'm alright with going with us going on this mission" Han said as he set his fork down on his plate, glancing up at Leia. She finished chewing her spice loaf and looked back at him.

"I'm surprised Mon has you so calm about this. The whole planet is in upheaval. Luke has enough work cut out for him to get rid of the invaders. By the time we get there, hopefully we can resolve the issues quickly".

"Hopefully" he said as he took a sip of his drink.


The next few days passed without much excitement. Han and Chewie had finished the repairs on the Falcon, Leia's days spent working, the rebels still awaiting word from Luke so further actions could be taken.


Leia had a rare morning with nothing on her schedule. She lay in Han's arms in bed, this moment something she had longed for. She kissed him as he pulled her closer.

"It's nice to have you to myself for a minute" he whispered

"I agree"

He kissed her slowly, his hand running up the outside of her thigh, her skin smooth under his hand. Leia deeply kissed him back, her tongue grazing his. His unshaven jaw line brushed against her face, tickling her. He hadn't bothered to shave the past few days. She giggled as she took a breath in between kisses.

"I like when you are a little scruffy" she said as she passed a hand over his fuzzy cheek.

"Do you now?"

He wrapped his arms around her and in one swoop, rolled onto his back and pulled Leia on top of him. She laughed as she now sat on top of him. His hands rested on her hips, her legs straddling his body. She leaned down for another kiss.

"Mmmhmm. I like scruffy looking nerf herders" her fingers running across his chest.

Leia's comm buzzed on the table next to them. Leia jolted back to reality as her hands left Han and reached towards the table. She pulled her leg over him as shifted off of him, answering the comm.

It was Mon. The base had received a message from Luke. The capital city had been recaptured from the Ssi-ruuk, their forces now outnumbered and outarmed by the Alliance. The imperial control of the city had been weakened further by the invasion.

Leia smiled "That's wonderful news, Mon".

"It really is. I would like for you and General Solo to leave as soon as possible for Bakura. I've been comming both you and the General for the past 10 minutes trying to tell you the news".

"I'm sorry, Mon. I must have set it on silent", she lied. I was distracted by a handsome Corellian she thought to herself.

"Mmm", Mon muttered quietly. "Well, please organize to leave as soon as possible and comm me when you are prepared to go".

Leia switched the comm off and quickly snuggled back into Han's waiting arms. He pushed her hair away from her face and kissed her cheek.

"I guess we've got to finish this later" he said, disappointment in his voice.

"You heard Mon. We have to orders to leave as soon as possible. How long will be it be before the Falcon is ready to go?"

"An hour or so?" Han replied, squeezing her tighter in her arms. "That gives us a little more time to finish what we were doing" he laughed.

"Later, flyboy. We have orders to attend to first. We can't keep Luke and an entire planet waiting on us".

Han groaned, admitting to himself that she was correct. He kissed her once more as she rose from the bed, straightening her dress back down over her legs.

"I'm going to start getting the ship ready" Han told Leia as he finished getting dressed and pulling his boots on.

"Okay. Do you know where Chewie is? I'm going to comm Mon back".

"Probably down in the mess hall. I'll get him, I need his help anyways".


The Falcon took off, rising from the hanger slowly while gaining altitude, turning slightly in the sky before disappearing into space with a blue flash.