A/N: Wow! I am so happy that you guys love this story! Thank you tons for reviewing! It means so much. This will be kind of a short-ish chapter because it is Easter and all, happy easter!

"Last night was amazing," the blonde stretched in the bed as Han threw the sheets back and climbed out. He was debating whether he should run after Leia or not. He knew he had really messed things up this time. What he had planned on as a way to blow off steam and make her jealous had turned into a painful disaster.

"Glad one of us enjoyed it," Han mumbled as he picked up her dress off of the floor and threw it onto the bed, "Here, get dressed, I have a busy day," he said. Han turned off his charm completely, wanting nothing to be mistaken as an invitation to stay.

Disappointment was written all over her face as she pushed the sheets back and slipped the dress back over her head. She found her shoes and slipped those on too. Han took her arm and led her out of his room. Usually he wasn't that much of a gentleman – he used to let them find their way out but all he wanted was to get this girl out of the apartment as fast as possible.

Han grimaced as they took their first steps into the living room. Leia was on the couch, her feet curled up under her, giving him a murderous look as Luke sat next to her and patted her back softly. Chewie made a loud, angry clattering noise in the kitchen. The girl obliviously waved goodbye to everyone and it looked like it took every ounce of constraint Leia had to keep from bounding across the room and slapping her.

The girl tried to kiss Han when he opened the door but he turned away and nearly pushed her outside. All he was thinking of was Leia. Her large eyes were searing through his back. He had never meant to hurt her… because he didn't realize she could be hurt. Did this mean….?

Han turned around with hope that her jealousy meant she had feelings for him. He didn't get much time to contemplate it before she was off the couch and striding over to him.

"Leia…" Luke said warningly but she continued.

"YOU! How dare you! We are on a classified mission for the rebellion and you get drunk and bring home some floozy and let her into our apartment? What if she was a spy for the empire?" Leia yelled at him, trying to think of every other reason it bothered her besides the fact that they had slept together.

"I don't think she had enough brain cells to be a spy, your worship," Han rolled his eyes. Typical Leia, he thought, always thinking about the rebellion.

"But you don't know that! You could have compromised everything because you can't keep your pants on!" Leia fumed. Luke laughed a bit but tried to hold it back when Leia whipped around and stared him down. Han took this small second to admire her. Her hair was loose and slightly wavy, and she was just wearing a black t-shirt and some leggings. She hardly looked like a Princess this morning, but she looked beautiful even though she was yelling at him.

"I knew it was a mistake asking Reikkan to let you come," Leia said softly, more to herself than to Han, "I hope it was worth it…" she looked up at him and said before storming off into her room.

Chewbacca set some plates down on the table and Luke seemed in quite the hurry to eat. He didn't want to have anything to do with their fighting.

*Come on and eat cub* Chewie said, waving him over. The undertone of Chewie's growl told Han his friend disapproved. Han shoved a forkful of the warm food into his mouth and for once, was quiet. There was just the clanking of metal against metal as the three of them cleaned their plates.

When they were done, Han grabbed a fresh plate and put some food on it for Leia. He took it down the hallway and knocked on her door.

"Go away," her muffled voice came from inside. If he wasn't mistaken it sounded as if she was crying.

"I brought you some food your highness, you have a busy day ahead of you," he said back through the door, trying his best not to get defensive.

There was a moment of silence, then he heard her little feet walk across the floor and then she was standing in front of him, the door sliding open. Her eyes were red but otherwise she looked beautiful.

"Look Han, I don't care who you sleep with, if you would just not do it here," she blushed, taking the plate from his hands. Their fingers brushed slightly and she pulled away, turned and setting the food down on the nightstand next to her bed.

Han could not believe how impossible she was being. He couldn't help but snap at her.

"Is that right Princess? You don't care who I sleep with? All you care about is your mission huh?" he goaded her, walking into her room.

"That's right, you've already slept with half the galaxy, so what's the other half matter?" she rolled her eyes, "You are here because Luke and I needed a ship and a good pilot, that's all."

"No…I'm here because you couldn't bear to be away from me…you just said it yourself, you asked Reikkan if I could come!" Han raised his voice.

"I was thinking of what was best for the rebellion," Leia said, taking a step back from him.

"You know damn well I don't care about your little rebellion Princess, you wanted me here because you have feelings for me and it kills you that I just fucked some girl from a bar just down the hall from you, doesn't it?" Han asked. Leia tried bravely to hold back tears. She didn't know what to say. In every sense he was right, but how could he be so mean about it?

"Is everything okay?" Luke's soft voice came from the doorway and Han threw his hands up in disbelief that the kid chose now to interrupt him. He pushed past him through the door and Leia sunk down onto her bed.

"Yeah Luke, everything is alright," she nodded

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