"What's the matter?" Han being troubled asked Leia as she was finding sanctuary for her blushing face against his chest as he held her.

Leia looked up at Han, face still red but the color slowly now fading.

Her stomach churned and guilt struck her. Her gaze went to the floor. She had the important confession to make to Han, but when she had seen him again she had forgotten all about it. It had rushed passed her. The sight of him brought herself back again to the time when she had unfroze him, after they had kissed.

I shouldn't have made him kiss me. It's like I deceived him.. She chastised herself.

Thanks for that kiss, Honey. Oh yeah and by the way I happen to be Vader's daughter. Yup. The Darth Vader. Now how about planting another one on me?

She thought to herself sarcastically in sorrow.

"Han..Han, I..I need to tell you something." Her voice thick with grief and worry. Her eyes had flicked back and forth from the floor to his gaze as she spoke.

Han gave her a look of concern. Why was making Leia, his brave and strong Leia acting like this?

Whatever it was It had to be pretty serious for her to behave in such a way.

His heart sank.

"Leia, What is it? Did something happen? Sweetie, are you sick?.." He fearfully asked, afraid to hear her answer.

"No! No! I'm fine." She answered shaking her head reassuringly at him.

Relief flooded Han's face.

"Well, I'm not perfectly fine. I mean I'm taking medication thanks to my stay with Jabba, but that's not what I mean or what I need to tell you."

"Okay, Honey. I get it. Then what is it? What's the matter?"

Leia felt her legs start to shake a bit underneath herself and her heart began to thump wildly in her chest and hearing. The room now felt too warm for her and she wiped away at the sweat forming on her brow.

Worry reappeared and kicked in overdrive for Han. Her trembling in his arms didnt go unnoticed by him.

"Sweetheart, whatever it is you can tell me." He sweetly offered, pleading. Softly he pet her head.

The room began to spin for the Princess.

"Leia..?" His hand lightly stroked her hair, running down some of her plait.

"If Captain Solo wants nothing to do with you he is unworthy of you."

At the memory of her father's words that had sprang into her mind something inside of her changed.

Why am I acting like this? Why am I being so fearful?

I'm not being the woman my parents raised me to be.

She wasn't a villain and she wasn't a ruthless killer. She hadn't committed the crimes her father had. If Han couldn't see that she wasn't a monster then that was his problem. He would be the one at fault not her and if he wanted nothing to do with her because of who had fathered her...then..then.. that would hurt.

For many nights she would probably weep and for many times also when she was alone she'd probably cry ..but her world would not end. She would still have her family; her father and brother.

Leia forced herself to look up into his endearing but concerned eyes. It was then when she did that her heart revealed something to her that she wanted something from Han. Something that she had never desired or considered before about any other man: marriage. She wanted to marry him. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Have children and grow old together..

Her heart painfully twisted at the revelation.

..He deserves to know the truth and I can't keep him caged as if a bird.. if he wants to leave me when he finds out, after he learns of my relation to to my father... If he wants to end things between us then I have to..to let him go.

An unsummoned image of Luke and Vader flashed in Leia's mind as grief over took her heart.

The image brought forth comfort and ease with it and caused strength to return to Leia's eyes.

A smile went to Han's face at the sight of it.

Her eyes were filled again with the same fiery spunk that usually filled them when they were facing danger or in the same room as an enemy and also during something minor such as when they were having their lovers quarrels. It was a sight to behold that always made his heart swoon.

"Han, I found out yesterday that Lord Vader is my father."

There she had said it. Although albeit alot more plainly than she had imagined telling him, but she had said it.

Good.

Leia's eyes stayed glued to Han warily.

A stunned expression seized Han's face. It took some time for him to fathom and digest the words she had just spoken. He had to make sure his ears were still working right.

"Sweetheart, did you just say Vader is your father?" His words barely a whisper.

Leia gave an affirmative nod.

"Yes."

Han's brows shot up.

"...Are you sure?" He slowly asked.

"Positive. I found out before he freed me from being Jabba's slave. He told Jabba that I was his daughter and after that he killed the pig. Afterwards he told me personally himself that it was true.. that he really is my father. We didn't have a blood test done to be sure, but I know it in my heart Han that it's true... And I've had quite a few..experiences that confirmed it for me to say the least."

Leia watched her beloved's face. The confusion and doubt of what he had heard left his face, replaced with something unreadable to her. Leia frowned at the sight.

"Han, if you..want nothing to do with me now.." Leia began and cleared her voice.

Han's forehead wrinkled.

What does she mean by that?

Sadness had taken a hold of Han at the revealing of Vader being her father. Sadness for her. His poor princess had experienced enough heartache and loss that often he'd wonder in bewilderment how she could keep her sanity. Now Leia had this mess of Vader of all people being her father to add unto the list of the piles of sufferings she had to experience in her brief life.

"I mean If you just..want to be friends now..or-"

"Just friends?.. Leia, what are you talking about?" Han demanded in dismay.

"I-I mean if you don't want to be with me anymore..I-I understand."

Her words hit Han harder than any blast the millennium falcon had ever received. Now he understood why she had been behaving so troubled. Now he knew.

"Leia, did you think..You thought I'd leave you because Vader's your father?!" Han asked in misery and outrage.

Leia became still as a statue, her large eyes holding immense pain.

"You..mean..you won't?"

Han's jaw dropped and his heart shattered at the question.

Doesn't she know? How can't she see?

Didn't this extraordinary and beautiful and bold intelligent woman understand?.. Didn't she see how under her spell she had him? How she had his heart?

The captain swiftly and gently gathered Leia's small face into his hands and laid his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes tentatively with all his love for her in his eyes.

"Honey, listen to me.. I dont think you understand just how crazy I am about ya; I wouldn't leave you if the Emperor himself had sired you, your highness."

Leia involuntary began to shake again, this time being from relief and joy at his words and from those intense hazel orbs of his that radiated powerfully his love for her. Happy tears filled her eyes and fell down her cheeks.

Han affectionatly and reverently wiped away her tears.

"Leia, I love you. Get that through your beautiful head of yours. I. love. you!" Han earnestly uttered. "And I ain't going anywhere. You're stuck with me princess."