Leia had somehow finally managed to fall into a deep sleep. Weeks of restless nights had finally caught up with her, and she was curled up on her side of the bed with an arm draped over Han's pillow.

She was dreaming of seeing Han and reaching out for him through the Force, only this time she felt his presence the way it always was. The fleeting sense of completeness left her as she was suddenly startled awake by the sound of a door opening.

Peeking through the darkness, she saw the shadow of someone in her bedroom, and she was terrified for only a second before she finally realized what was happening. That feeling hadn't been a dream.

She reached out again, and she felt Han, right there in front of her, seeming to have finally come back to himself. She said his name softly, hoping this wasn't just part of another dream. "Han?"

She waited only a moment for response, and after Han turned on the light, illuminating the handsome features she had come to know so well, he walked towards her. "Leia Organa Solo. Why didn't you just tell me?"

Unable to hold back the emotion, she felt the tears running down her cheeks, thankfully not prompted by sadness this time. Han was back.

Sitting down on the bed next to her, he wiped the wetness off her cheek with his thumb and then surrounded her with a nearly crushing embrace. She felt his hand stroking her hair before he spoke. "Leia, I'm so sorry. I don't know how I could've forgotten you."

"It's not your fault. I'm just so glad you're all right now."

"Well, I'm never going to forget you again. I can promise you that."

Leaning back, she placed her hands on either side of his face. "It's so good to have you back. You have no idea what it's been like. When you had amnesia, it was like you were dead in the Force. When you hit your head it woke me up, and I actually felt like you had died. I couldn't find you in the Force, and I didn't think I was ever going to see you again."

He looked at her sympathetically. "You thought I was dead?"

"That's what it felt like. I didn't know you were alive until Chewie found you. You didn't have the same presence. Luke described it by saying you were a lost soul."

"I had no idea. Nobody told me. I can't imagine what that must've been like for you." He reached up and stroked her cheek with his warm, rough hands. "But hey, I'm right here. And I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. But you know what? It gave me a chance to fall in love with you all over again. Every time you came to visit me I wanted to tell you, or to kiss you. But if you want to know something funny, I didn't say anything because I thought you were with Luke."

She couldn't hold back the laughter, and had to reach up and wipe her nose. "Again?"

"Well nobody would ever just tell me anything, so I had to make my own assumptions."

"I guess we just never even thought about it. So you were going to kiss me the last time I visited, just before Luke came in."

Han shrugged his shoulders. "I couldn't help myself anymore. Every time you came to visit me I wanted to say something. You always had quite an effect on me, Leia. I got to see you for the first time all over again. Only this time we weren't being shot at by stormtroopers, so you didn't yell at me quite so much. And this time, I fell in love with you the minute I saw you."

She reached up and took his face in her hands. "I've missed you so much."

Looking into his eyes she once again saw the love there that he had momentarily forgotten existed, just as strong as ever. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him fiercely, having wanted to do this since the moment he had returned from Ord Mantell. It hadn't been easy before to see him and not be able to hold him in her arms and let him take the pain away as he had so many times before.

He broke their kiss, and echoed what he had said the night before he left. "You're all there is for me, Leia. I love you so much. You wouldn't believe how good it felt when I remembered that we were married. Especially because for a few seconds, the first things I remembered about you were from back when you couldn't stand me."

She smiled at him then. "There was never a time I couldn't stand you. Even though I desperately wanted to hate your guts, you simply made it impossible. I love you, Han. Having you here right now is all that matters to me. But if you ever have to ask me my name again…"

"I won't. Your highnessness."

They smiled at one another and leaned in for another kiss, and Leia savored feel of Han's lips against hers. She was all-too familiar with where this was headed, and she realized she had never before appreciated so much the familiarity of her relationship with her husband.

Elated that he had finally remembered everything, Leia felt Han's hands slipping underneath her nightgown and warming the skin along her back. It had only been a few weeks, but she hadn't realized how much she'd missed his touch. He certainly remembers well enough how to do this, she thought.

She held him close, never wanting to let him go. But she knew that soon enough they would be back to their normal routines, and one of them would probably have to go off somewhere again. She was just going to have to make the most of the time she did have with him, however short it might be.

Overcome with desire, feeling the need to remind him what, up until a short while ago, he hadn't even known he'd been missing, she kissed him more passionately and was pleased when he responded hungrily, realizing that she had been waiting longer for this than he had. Needing to feel his skin against hers, she un-tucked his shirt and slipped it up over his head. Having his warm body to hold once again was a vast improvement to his pillow.

Han seemed overcome by her intensity as she ran her hands up behind his head, and pulled away from the kiss for a moment. "How long has it been since we did this?"

"Close to a month, now," she replied breathlessly, fingers still tangled in his hair.

"Well, we'd better make up for lost time then, huh?"

He smiled at her and she smiled back just before she pulled his face to hers again. She hadn't felt like she needed him so desperately in such a long time, and he seemed as eager as she was.

His lips moved from her mouth to nibble on her earlobe, and she heard him whisper, "I love you, Leia." She never tired of hearing him say those words. And she knew he would never forget their meaning ever again.

THE END

See? Told you it was really sappy and mushy. Admittedly I originally wrote a different ending that would definitely change the story rating, but I thought it worked better ending this way. Thanks for reading if you made it through, and I really appreciate feedback!