Hello, I'm not going to say I'm tired (although I am) because I seem to say it all the time (sigh). this is a bit late because I've been busy writing some stuff for the sequal for School, Slavery and Solo.
Agent Malkere: Thank you for the reviews!
LeiaMichaela: Thank you for the reviews! I'm glad Han and Leia seem in charcter (I look back at the book and cring at the out of charcter-ness).
Discalimer: Don't own it, don't care what it is cause I don't own it (goes off in a corner to cry)
Now for the moment you've all been waiting for, Han is coming home!
Chapter 8
Han sat in his chair on the bridge not really paying attention to anything. All he could think about was being with Leia again. Although she had called nearly everyday it just wasn't the same as being with her.
The ship jerked slightly as it entered the atmosphere of Coruscant, Han looked out the viewport and saw the flames licking around it, scary but cool at the same time. Han rubbed his eyes; his body was dying to get back to flying instead of just commanding people. His job was so boring and he was sick of it. During the rebellion everyone had just treated him like a normal human being, but it was just so formal here and he was getting sick of constantly being called 'sir'.
"Sir we have a problem," A young technician said timidly, jerking Han out of his reverie.
"Uh... yeah what is it?" Han asked.
"Well our landing spot has been taken by a Hapes battle dragon," the tech said.
"What the hell is a battle dragon doing here?" Han snapped the question getting up and looking at some readings.
"I don't know Sir."
"Great," Han muttered, "contact who ever is in charge of that ship and tell them they're in our space," he ordered.
The person in charge, an Admiral Milagri, didn't seem to take kindly to being ordered around by a technician and ordered that she be put in contact with Han.
"This is General Solo of the Mon Remonda," Han said in his official voice when the call was put through to him.
"General Solo, I must protest at being forced off our landing pad," Admiral Milagri was a tall, slender woman with amber hair in a tight bun and bright blue eyes.
"You are in no position to order us around," Han snapped, realizing he must look a mess compared to the beautiful Admiral.
"You are just a general-" Milagri started, but Han cut her off.
"I am a general in the New Republic Navy, you are a guest and therefore we get the right to the landing pad."
"General Solo," the Admiral sighed, "our weapons have been primed and we will shoot you out the sky."
"Yeah," Han said cockily, "then we'll fire back."
"Prince Isolder said we could stay-" she started, her voice full of fear.
"And Princess Leia says we should land here and I will call her and explain that we saw one of your ships with an Imperial Star Destroyer and fired at us if you do not give up the spot," Han growled threateningly. The Admiral started looking shocked, Ah I've found a weakness, better tell Leia he thought.
"We will move," Milagri said begrudgingly and after about ten minutes the battle dragon took off and swooped away, just grazing the Star Cruiser's shields.
The Mon Remonda soared smoothly into land, all around spectators cheered and cameras flashed as the star cruiser landed on the permacrete. Inside the ship Han gulped, it had been 5 months, surly nothing had changed, surly she hadn't changed, well now was the time to find out. The doors of the ship opened and the crew walked off to meet their families, Han lagged arounduntil Indigo, Wes, Holly, Wedge and Hobbie wandered out of a corridor chatting, Tiberion on Holly's shoulder. They all saluted their general as they left the ship the started to shout at Wes for something.
Leia waited around leaning on the barrier that separated spectators from the crew. Oh Han where are you? She thought. Wedge suddenly appeared next to her.
"Hiya Leia," he said and was soon joined by Wes, Hobbie and two girls Leia had never seen before one with a dragon on her shoulder.
"Leia!" Wes shouted hugging her everyone giggled including Leia.
"Have you seen Han?" Leia asked after Wes had stopped hugging her.
"Yeah, he's still in the ship," the blond girl with the dragon said.
"Leia this is Holly," Wedge indicated the dragon girl, "and Indigo" he indicated the non-dragon girl. The girls said hi, but wandered off after a while.
"Here comes your man," Wedge said as they saw Han walking over to them. The Rogues left and Leia slipped through the gap between two barriers. Moments later Han had wrapped his strong arms around her.
"Hi sweetheart," he muttered quietly in her ear, "wanna marry me?" Leia was taken aback by the suddenness of the proposal, is he serious? She thought. "What do you say?" Han asked still holding her tight.
"Um," Leia said, Han smiled.
"You don't have to say anything yet," Han said, still holding her.
"Han," Leia muttered burring her face in his chest, "of course I'll marry you."
Han was slightly taken aback, "really?"
Leia laughed, "I love you Han, I've been waiting for you to ask me to marry you for years."
"I missed you," Han whispered softly to her before kissing her passionately. The crowd around them went strangely silent, both of them knew why.
"I missed you too," Leia said smiling once they broke apart; they walked along the path together Han had his arm around Leia's shoulders, "Where do you want to go?" Leia asked, "I'm free until 1 o'clock then I'm needed in the senate,"
Han looked at his watch; it was 12:30, "what do they need you for?"
"Wouldn't say. I think it's important though."
"It's always important isn't it?"
"'Fraid so," Leia said looking at her feet, her and Han rarely had time together. She was always so tired after she got back from the senate that she would just go straight to bed or stay up late working till the crack of dawn. All this had meant Leia never ate more than a few ration bars, when Han had realized this he had forced Leia to eat some real food at least twice a day and to go to bed at a sensible time.
Han pulled out a plain sliver ring from his pocket once they had left the crowded street and slipped it onto Leia's finger, "sorry it's not much," he muttered as Leia looked at it.
"Han it's perfect," she assured him, "it could have been made from string and I wouldn't have cared." Han smiled and kissed her.
"Mon Mothma!" Leia called after the meeting.
"Yes?" Mon Mothma said turning around and spotting the ring on Leia's hand, "that's not Isolder's ring," she said in suspicion.
"No, I thought I'd better tell you to send the Hapes lot off, I'm marrying Han," with that Leia walked off.
Please review, I'm tired and need some encouragement.
