Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Still not mine, still making no money

Warning: There is SLASH ahead still mild (trust me it will get good somewhere down the line)

Han looked around the conference room; he was hoping Luke would show up before the meeting started only to be disappointed. He had wanted Luke to be one of the first people his eyes took in when he was able to see again, he was grateful though that Chewie and Leia were there. Leia, now there was another mystery his mind tried to wrap around…from the kiss she gave him things should be obvious however there was something that kept him from committing to her. He had a nagging feeling that Luke and Leia had some type of relationship, the fact that he may not be a part in either of their lives in the future bothered him more then he liked to admit. Maybe that was most of the reason he grabbed at chance to go on the most dangerous mission he could get, hell he hadn't even asked Chewie to go along.

Of course Lando debonair as ever now displaying the new rank of general walked over, bringing his thoughts of the blue eyed and brown eyed beauties in his life to a temporary halt. "Well look at you a general" the famous lopsided grin appearing on his face.

Lando ever suave never missed a beat "Someone must have told them about my little maneuver in the battle of Tenaab."

"Well don't look at me pal" Han was quick to reply, "I just said you were a decent pilot, I didn't know they were looking for someone to lead this crazy attack"

Lando flashed another debonair smile he couldn't resist tossing a question Han's way, why he was the one doing the flying? Not that he minded "I'm surprised they didn't ask you"

"Yeah well who says they didn't" he paused for a moment, "but I ain't crazy" suicidal is probably closer he thought with a mental grin.

Everyone took a seat as the meeting started the tone set was rather somber, the plan was laid out before them and the key leaders were announced. Lando was in charge of the assault on the death star, it was surprise to many that Han was in charge of the strike team that was being sent to the planet.

Luke docked with the command ship, the information he learned on his journey to Dagobah still weighed heavily on his mind. R2 chirped bringing his mind slightly back into focus, "Hmm…what was that R2?" the droid chirped with a concerned tone, "don't worry R2 everything is fine." Actually things were far from fine but he had to get to the meeting he knew he was late for. A quick change from his well-worn flight suit in his quarters and he was on his way to the meeting. He arrived just in time to join in on Han's foolish crusade, though try as he might the ex-smuggler still made his go a mile a minute Jedi calm or decisions be damned.
Han returned to his temporary home on the command ship, he let out a puff of breath attempting to relax a bit before he would leave. It seemed things were going to get complicated again, not that this suicide mission was simple. Most seem surprised that former smuggler volunteered, though Leia looked more peeved then anything at least at first. He was glad that Chewie had volunteered, and he was fine that Leia had volunteered. Luke…though is where his mind got stuck, he was happy that the kid had volunteered. 'Huh kid, he is not that same bright eye guy that I knew' Han sat on the edge of the bunk. 'I wish I could wipe that haunted look away so I could see the happiness in those blue eyes again'. He laid his head upon the stiff pillow, as his mind shut down he couldn't help but notice the embrace and the look shared by Luke and Leia…why should he care so much…? And with that sleep over took all of his senses and thoughts.
Luke pulled on the camouflage poncho over his black clothing. One could say his mind was a million light years away, but they wouldn't even be close. The young Jedi knew his destiny was coming at him so fast he could hardly breathe. Luke attempted to mentally prepare himself. He knew he might very well die; they may all die in the next coming day. Of all the things that came to his mind foremost, were Han and Leia. He had to push aside his feeling for Han; if anyone would survive this ordeal it would be those two. Besides he loved his sister too much to even think of interfering with her feelings towards the handsome ex-smuggler with his own. 'What am I thinking on the eve of our biggest battle… all I can think of is how much I love a man who probably thinks of me nothing more than a little brother.' The young man sighed as he ran his real hand though his dark blond hair and walked though the doors of his room and headed towards the docking bay.

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Sorry this chapter took so long to get out, it was actually finished last week but my beta-er has been out sick for over a week. There is still going to be at least one more chapter before I get to Truce at Bakura. If anyone has any comments or opinions they are welcome and please review:)