First thing Han did after realizing himself from the medcenter was go and find the princess. Ever since they touched base, she hid herself somewhere. While he got visited by everybody on base, he still missed her. So, after talking General Riekaan out of rewarding him with another medal for saving the princess life once again, he took the opportunity to ask him about Leia.

"How is she?" He asked trying to act casual enough, but knowing at the same time the General was hard to fool.

The older man sat down for a moment, taking a deep breath, as searching for the right words.

"She acts okay." Every other person would have said, that she is in fact okay, but Han knew the general well enough to understand the meaning behind his words. He knew that Riekaan was one of the few people who really cared about the princess and for that Han was grateful. She needed all the support she could get. Just giving the General an understanding nod, he turned his head for moment find the next words to say. "Okay as usual or different normal?"

Riekaan couldn't help the smile forming on his face, being confronted with the true feelings showing on the captain's face. "Both…" He simply answered, before getting up, giving Han a simple tap on the shoulder.

"I hope you get well soon Solo!" With that the General left the room. It took Han only a short moment to pull his blanket off his legs and to pull off all the control systems still attached to his skin. He walked straight over to the bag Chewie brought him over and pulled out his blood stripes and a shirt. The doctor and a couple of medic droids walked in, by the time he strapped on his blaster. "Captain Solo, you are in no condition yet to leave the medcenter." The doctor said, stepping closer. Without giving the man an answer, Han walked past him, shoved a droid out of the way and left.

This brought him to Leia's office. Not caring about knocking or waiting for permission to get in, he simply opened the door and stepped in front of her desk, where she apparently had fallen asleep. She was laying with her face pressed to datapad, her mouth slightly open. Taking a moment to look at her, he was very sure she hadn't eaten or slept since they got back. Even in her sleep, she looked exhausted. Dropping his bag to the floor, he waited for her to wake up. Startled by the sound and by actually waking up at her desk, she almost jumped when she saw Han standing before her. "Good morning princess!"

He grinned, before sitting down opposite her at her desk.

"Han you are in no condition to be out of the medcenter!"

She snapped at him, irritation obvious.

"How do you know your highness? You never payed me a visit!?"

He tried not to sound hurt, but almost failing, not able to leave the accusing out of his question.

"Well it might surprise you Captain, but I'm a busy person. I had to write that report and do research of what went wrong and…" "And find a way to feel less guilty?"

Han interrupted, knowing her all too well. But what he didn't know was that while she stayed away from him during the day, she spent most of her recent nights outside of his medroom, checking if he was alright and constantly giving orders to the med droids so they would take good care of her favorite scoundrel.

"Is that why you're here? To tell me that you were right and I was wrong and that…"

She suddenly felt very exposed and putting on her defense system was the only way to handle the situation. "Stop it Leia! For kriffs sake! I didn't come to bother you or to make you feel guilty, because I know you don't need me for it, anyway! …I'm only here to tell you to stop feeling guilty! I'm alive, you're alive and that's all that matters, so please stop it!"

He didn't realize he raised his voice until the last word, so when he did, he only gave her a shy smile and looked down to his hands for a moment.

"So what now? You want to go out for dinner or something? I know this very good messhall, where they serve the closest thing to food that you can find around here."

He grinned at her and seeing the smile forming on her face, was all he aimed for when he left the medcenter. "What? Doesn't Chewie mother you anymore?" She giggled.

"I'm sure he is waiting at the Falcon for you with one of your favorite meals." She smiled at him, but seeing a nervous look on his face, she took a skeptical look at him.

"Han, you have to tell me something?" She tried, although she wouldn't accept no for an answer and he knew it. "Well…the fuzzball doesn't actually know I'm out yet. In fact, I'd like to avoid running into him for a while. He will kill me when he finds out I left the medcenter on my own. Life depth be damned."

Leia considered him for a moment, before getting up on her feed and stepping in front of him.

"Let's make sure that won't happen then." She surprised him by offering him her hand.

He happily took it in his and they were both surprised how good and natural it felt.

On their way, out of her office, she picked up his bag, without letting go of his hand and lead him outside. He had no idea where she took him, but he couldn't care less. They kept a comfortable silence while they walked through the old temple. When they reached the medcenter he abruptly stopped. "Hey wait a minute princess. I don't think the food is good here." Turning around, she smiled up at him. It was the warmest smile he ever received from her. She could have pushed him off a cliff and he still would have drowned in her eyes.

"If you promise me to get back into the medcenter to heal properly, I will promise you that I come to visit you every day and even try to find some digestible food around here."

"Every day?" He had to be sure. "Every day." She answered squeezing his hand. "Alright."

He nodded and let her lead the way.