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Chapter Ten

Han's eyes fluttered open, and took in the unfamiliar room. He wasn't a board the Falcon and it took him a moment to remember last nights events. A large smile played across his face, the whole of last night playing in his mind like a holo screen. Quickly looking to his side, his smile faltered for a moment when he saw that Leia was already up and out of bed. He had slept so well with her in his arms last night. Leia had almost immediately fell asleep in his arms, a familiar feeling for him, a feeling that made him feel like he was finally home in this weird world. Reaching his hand out and across the bed, Han felt the sheets. Finding them cold, he realized Leia must have awakened a while ago. He took this quiet moment to look around the room, it looked nothing like the room he had once shared with his wife, not that that was all too surprising. Everything was so very white and untouched, it barely looked like anyone lived here at all. He smell the caf before he heard Leia's voice floating down the hallway.

He stood up and grabbed for his clothes, sliding them up his body, he ignored the chill that ghosted over his skin. Maybe the rest of the apartment would be warmer, or better yet he would just pull Leia into his arms. He stepped down the hallway and eventually found the kitchen, and the Princess leaning against the counter. She was on the com and didn't hear him approach her from behind.

"Yes of course, Just have them sent to my office and I can look over them after the holiday." Leia said into her comlink. "Of course, no it's not a problem." She said sipping her caf. It felt like a normal morning to Han, waking up and finding Leia already working and drinking her first cup of caf, he felt so at home and so ready to jump right back into this life. "I'll talk to you soon…" Leia said ending the call and taking another sip of the hot liquid. Han saw his chance and slowly walked up behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist and his lips coming to rest on her neck. Leia jumped in his arms and Han chuckled.

"Forget I was here Princess?" Han asked her.

"No, of course not. You just snuck up on me is all." Leia said, quickly unwrapping his arms from her waist and stepping away. Han watched her move away in confusion.

"You alright?' He asked her.

"Han…" She sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been trying to plan this conversation all morning."

"What conversation?" He asked her.

"About last night…about what happened between us."

"Go on…" Han said folding his arms over his chest.

"It happened and of course we need to acknowledge it, but it doesn't really change things."

"How does it not change things?" Han asked her quickly, stepping in front of her.

"Han…We clearly both wanted to, and we dealt with that urge we've been feeling since you returned. But that's all it was, It was just sex Han."

"Leia…"

"I just don't want you thinking this fixes us, that this will put us back together."

"It's a step in the right direction." Han said stepping even closer to her.

"Han…Perhaps I should have shown restraint and not let it happen. It was my mistake and I will take full responsibility for it." Leia sighed, looking down to the mug in her hands with a sad look.

"Don't talk to me like that." Han said roughly, surprising her.

"Like what?"

"Like you do on your calls or at work! I am not someone from politics to take care of. Don't treat me like another appointment."

"I'm not meaning to…" She sighed honestly, it was simply a default for her.

"Leia, we wanted last night. It felt so right."

"I know it did, I know we felt right…but It doesn't change the past…"

"I didn't want it to fix everything, but we can try again Leia! This is our chance to be happy again! Together." He said, running his hands up and down her arms. Leia looked everywhere but him, her face showed so many conflicting emotions. She sighed into his touch, loving the way his hands felt against her skin and wanting nothing more then to kiss him again, and pretend like everything was indeed fixed. But she was too logical for that, they had both made mistakes in the past. Both share hurtful words that could never be taken back.

"We can't…"

"We Can!" Han immediately argued, he wasn't letting her go without a fight. He wasn't losing her again.

"Han, we don't belong together! I know you don't remember but It won't work out between us, It didn't before and it won't this time. I'm so sorry I let this go so far…I…I missed you! But that was no reason to play with your feelings like this and I'm sorry."

"I'm not the man I was back then. I miss you too Leia!" He said running his hands down her face. "We can have a new future together, the past doesn't matter."

"Han…" She said, her voice trembling with emotion now.

"I love you. Leia I love you! You are all I think about and this, this right here." He said taking hold of her hand and pulling it up to his chest. "You and me are right for each other, we're meant to be together."

"Don't say things like that…"

"Like what? The Truth?"

"So what happens if tomorrow you wake up and suddenly you realize you can't be with me. That I am still Darth Vader's daughter! What then, you leave again? You push me away again, you tell me that things were better this way?"

"Leia…I'm not that guy!"

"I have no way of knowing that!" She screamed.

"I love you so much, Leia! Vader doesn't mean anything, I want to be with you, I want you to be my wife! We can be together forever and start a family." Han pleaded with her, but Leia quickly shoved him away and walked out of the kitchen. She was running from him and all of the feelings he was admitting.

"I want you to leave!" She said quickly and coldly.

"No you need to talk to me!"

"You don't get to come here after all this time and suddenly decide you want me! You didn't want me back then! You didn't want to be tied to Darth Vader's daughter! And you sure as hell didn't want a family with me! Because you were horrified when I told you I was pregnant!" She screamed at him.

Han froze and stared at her, his eyes wide and his heart stopped. Leia quickly covered her mouth and looked as if she was about to cry. She hadn't meant to say that, she didn't want to say that. She shook her head back and fourth, this wasn't happening. She promised herself she wouldn't bring it up, if Han didn't remember it was one less painful thing to discuss.

"Leia? What are you talking about?" Han choked out.

"It's nothing Han."

"No! Damn it! you tell me what I can't remember!"

"Han… This is what I mean, all we do is fight." She sighed, a free tear falling down her face. Han stepped towards her and reached out grabbing her shoulders. He looked right into her eyes.

"When were you pregnant?' Han asked her, his voice coming out so raw and full of emotions. She couldn't find her words, they were stuck in her chest along with all the pain and heartache. She tried to whisper but failed yet again. Swallowing hard she spoke softly.

"Not long before we ended things…" She admitted.

"Where?…we have a child?" He asked quickly, tracing the apartment for any sign that a child lived here.

"Han…"

"Leia, sweetheart talk to me." He pleaded with her, holding her face close to his.

"You don't have to worry about it, we don't….Han, I lost the baby…" She said softly.

"Leia." He said holding her face and cradling her body in his arms. She stayed in his arms for a moment before she quickly pulled away. The tears were fully coming down her face now, as she walked away from him.

"I can't do this Han, I need you to leave." She said walking down the hallway and away from him.

"Tell me what happened."

"It doesn't matter."

"It does matter damn it!"

"Han! I want you to leave!"

"I can't leave you like this!" He said, nodding to her tear stained face.

"I'm not yours to protect, I'm not your girlfriend or your wife, you don't have worry about me Han. You only have to worry about yourself! Now go!" She said, sliding her bedroom door shut and leaving Han alone in the hallway. He wasn't sure his heart was even beating, he wasn't sure what he was feeling. He had too many questions and concerns and worries. He didn't want to leave Leia like this, but he knew he needed answers right now!

Storming out of her apartment, Han stomped down the hall and out on to the streets of Coruscant. Last night had been perfect, it had been everything he had been dreaming of, but these holes in his memory would stop now, he needed answers and he didn't care how he got them. He wasn't sure how he made it back to the Falcon so fast, but he was up the ramp and to his cabin before Chewie could even say hello. Han slammed his hand against the side of his ship and swore.

"I need to talk to you right now!" Han screamed to the small walls around his bunk. "I don't care if you wanted me to find out on my own! I need to speak to you right now!" He yelled over and over again. "I'm done playing your games!"

"What is it you want?" Han suddenly heard from behind him. Looking back he found the cloaked figure he had been calling for.

"Show me what happened in this life!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"You can and you will! I keep getting bits and pieces here without any full truth! You show me what the hell broke Leia and I up!" He screamed at the mystery man before him. Han's berthing was harsh and ragged.

"You will not like what you see."

"I don't give a shit! I need to know, if there is anyway of fixing this and getting my wife back!"

"I can't…"

"You can!" Han screamed again. "Or I'll go to Luke and tell him all of this fucked up force mumbo jumbo that you brought me to! and he'll help me fix this! So are you going to help me or am I going to find Luke?" Han questioned, hoping his threat would make a difference.

The cloaked man nodded his head and slowly raised his hand. Han watched him and waited for something to happen. Han felt something surge through his body, but he couldn't describe it, it was different then anything he had every experienced.

"It will be like a dream…" He whispered to Han. In one push, Han was suddenly laid back against his bunk and his eyes were fluttering shut. He had no control over what was happening, all he knew was that his mind was drifting away and he felt like he was falling into a deep sleep. The cloaked man stared down at Han, hoping this would help with everything.

Looking around, Han knew he must be dreaming. Everything was blurry and foggy around him, he could barely see anything. The colors even blurred together, it was messing with his mind and all of his senses. He listened for any sign or clue as to what was happening, but all he heard was silence.

"Han!" He suddenly heard Leia say, but she wasn't talking to him. Instead he saw colors swirl around him and he looked forward across the blurs and fog, he saw her. It looked interesting, almost as if he was watching a holo. He tried to move but he was frozen in place as he watched what he would call a scene play in front of him. He immediately noticed her long braids, she hadn't cut her hair yet. At least he had some sort of time frame for this weird vision.

"You're home." Leia said in a reserved tone. She slowly reached up offering him into a hug, honestly not sure if he would accept it or not. Han hugged her back, but his arms were tense and unwelcoming. Leia sighed as she pulled away and stepped away from her boyfriend.

"I am." He said quietly.

"I didn't know you'd be back today." She told him, pulling away and looking up into his eyes. She felt a tug of hurt at the fact that no one had informed her he would be returning today. Most of that hurt rested with Han.

"I wasn't planning on it, it was a bit of surprise that we finished so fast." Han explained.

"You haven't returned any of my messages, I figured they had you pretty busy." Leia said slowly. Trying to hide the discomfort she felt. She had once felt so secure and warm around him, but things had changed over the last few months. She knew what had triggered it, he wasn't comfortable with the truth that was her life. Part of her wondered if she should really judge him for not adjusting to it. But another part of her wanted him to love her so much that none of it mattered. Leia knew why he had been taking so many missions, she knew the truth. He told her he just needed to clear his head, but she knew he needed time away from her. The last time she had seen him they had fought, not that that was uncommon, but they had yelled at each other in such a pain full way. Both expressing pain and hurt, it ended in both of them declaring that they weren't sure if they were in love anymore.

Maybe they thought time would heal it, but Leia knew Han was pulling away and Han knew he had hurt Leia in a way that he could never change. It didn't matter what was said or done, the damage had left a scar.

"I have been busy…" He nodded stepping away from her. She watched as he stepped closer to the couch and took a seat. She stared at the back of his head, before moving forward.

"Han…We should talk."

"I'm really tired Leia." He said quietly, not ready for what he thought was coming. He knew he hadn't been very good at hiding his feeling regarding Vader. He knew he should have tried harder and he knew he had hurt Leia. But he wasn't ready for her to say it was over, no matter what he had screamed at her he still loved her, he just didn't know how to move on with her.

"I know you are…" She said stepping up and moving to sit beside him. Han stared at her for a moment before he quickly looked away. She was so beautiful, it hurt to think about what they had fought about the last time he had seen her.

"Are you mad at me?" She asked him.

"Leia I can't have this conversation with you again." He said dismissing her words.

"Han I …"

"I'm just adjusting to things, alright?" He snapped at her.

"I know you are, I am too. This just didn't effect you! You know that? Or are you that selfish to think my life hasn't been changed?" She bit out.

"Well, You seem to have embraced it. I'm still getting used to being associated with Darth Vader's children." Han spat out. Leia tried to hide the hurt that played across her face, but she couldn't. It hurt so much when he said things like that, she knew he was taking this hard but she had hoped he loved her enough, enough that it wouldn't matter where she came from. "I'm sorry Leia, I didn't mean to snap at you." He said, reaching over and taking her hand.

"It's alright." She said slowly and unconvincingly.

"What is it you wanted to talk to me about?" Han asked.

"I'm not sure now is the time…"

"Come on sweetheart, what is it?" He asked her, trying to use her nickname hoping it improved the feel to this conversation.

"Han…"

"Yes?" He asked, tracing the side of her face.

"I'm pregnant." Han froze his movements and flashed his eyes back up to hers.

"What!"

"Han…"

"What do you mean you're pregnant?"

"I…I found out a few days ago."

Han quickly stood up and moved away from her.

"Han?"

"I thought we were being careful with that…How did this happen?" He asked her quickly.

"I'm not sure…we were, I mean…"

"Gods Leia…." Han said, running his hands through his hair roughly.

"Han, It will be alright."

"How the hell do you know that? Leia…We haven't even dealt with…" He trailed off.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I don't know how to raise…"

"This is new to both of us." she said stepping forward and taking hold of his hands.

"Leia, I'm not sure we should be having kids…" He said slowly, his words coming out before he had a chance to control them.

"Han…" She mumbled out, her eyes flickering up to his. Her mind suddenly understood his meaning. "You mean I shouldn't be having kids, because of who my father was?"

"Leia…I don't mean it bad, but it's something to consider."

"I can't believe you just said that to me." She said pushing away from him and turning her back to him.

"Leia! Talk to me."

"What's there to talk about! Don't worry Han, there's no need for you to stick around."

"Leia I didn't mean it like that."

"What way did you mean it? You don't want to have a baby with me, I understand. You're free to go."

"I'm not just going to abandon my kid!"

"Don't you mean Darth Vader's grandchild?"

"Leia…" He sighed.

"Because that's what this baby is. It's clear you don't accept me as Vader's daughter. How will you ever accept your child that shares his blood." She asked, her emotions showing through in her voice now. She had wanted to be strong, but in her worst nightmare she hadn't expected him to take things this bad. Her eyes moved down to her flat stomach, she thought to raising the baby alone. She would do it, she would do anything for this innocent baby.

"Leia…I love you…"

"Do you? Do you still love me, or just the idea of me?" She countered back. Han looked down and stayed silent. "I think you should go Han. I shouldn't have told you." She said, calming her breathing now and controlling her emotions. Han shook his head back and fourth, not sure how he should feel right now.

"I'm leaving in the morning, Leia…"

"I figured as much."

"I shouldn't be gone long, maybe when I get back we can discuss all of this." He suggested, thinking more time apart would help them cool down and figure out how they were going to raise child together.

"Time apart seems to be your cure for everything."

"Leia…"

"You should go Han…" She said leaving him in the living room.

The blurs seemed to spin around Han now, as he watched the images shift and change. The figures of the Han and Leia he watched disappeared and everything looked foggy once more. Han felt his heart literally dropping and ripping apart. The way they had spoke to each other and the way this other version of himself had suggested he didn't love Leia, that he wouldn't love their child, it all hurt too much. This was not him, this was never him and would never be him. The swirls continued around him, everything blurring across his eyes. Slowly it came to a stop and Han watched as new images appeared in front of him.

"Luke what are you doing here?" Han asked, as he stepped back into the apartment.

"Leia needed me, you haven't been around." Luke told him, his voice sounding angry.

"Where's Leia? Is she alright?" Han asked.

Leia's voice interrupted them before Luke could answer.

"Like you care." She said slowly walking down the hallway and towards the kitchen. Luke was quickly at her side, his arm helping her to stand up right. Han took in her pale face and the bags under her eyes, she didn't look well.

"Leia…What's wrong?" Han asked quickly stepping forward and reaching for her. Leia's hand slapped his arm away, as she stared up at him.

"Luke, why don't you give us a minute." She told her brother.

"You should be laying down Leia." Luke reminded her.

"I'll be fine." She assured him. Luke nodded and quietly walked down the hall, Leaving Han and Leia alone.

"You don't look good." Han told her, trying to touch her face, but Leia moved away.

"We should probably stop pretending we care about each other."

"Leia…" Han choked out.

"I can't do this anymore Han. You will never be ok with who I am, you will never see past Vader. You'll never look at me how you did before I told you where I came from. And that's…It's not love."

"Leia.."

"Tell me it's not true." She said and Han stayed quiet. "I figured as much."

"I just need time to adjust damn it! People just can't get over that type of information!"

"Because you think I'm like him?"

"I didn't say that!"

"You seemed to think the baby would be like him."

"I didn't…"

"You didn't have to say it Han! It was all over your face. Han, Do you love me?"

"I do…" He said slowly.

"Are you in love with me, do you want to spend the rest of our lives together?" She questioned.

"Leia…"

"Answer me Han." She whispered.

"I don't know." He told her. Leia nodded, she had already told herself she would not be crying during this conversation. She would be strong and start to build the walls around her heart.

"There's our answer…We can't do this anymore Han." She told him.

"Leia…But what about the baby…"

"Han…" She sighed, clenching the counter top, hoping to not fall over. "I lost the baby yesterday." She said slowly, making sure he heard her words. "The medic's said this can happen, there was nothing I could do…"

"What? Why didn't you com me?" He asked her.

"You didn't care."

"Leia!"

"Don't yell at me! you don't care about me and you didn't care about the baby!"

"I was processing it all!"

"You said we shouldn't have children! Well fate just gave you your wish."

"Don't put this on me!"

"Just leave Han…" She said trying to step away from the counter, but her legs felt weak and she almost fell, but caught herself.

"Leia…" Han said reaching for her, but her arms pushed him away.

"I don't need your help. I don't need you, and you don't want me! I don't need you." She repeated.

"Fine! You're right, we would have never worked Leia! in what world does a smuggler end up with a Princess?"

"Not this one!" She said back.

"I should have left a long time ago!"

"Maybe you should have, I wouldn't want to burden you with my bloodline any longer. Now your free to live your life how you want, the way you've always wanted to."

"Good!"

Han stepped away from her, and quickly walked towards the door to their apartment. He wanted to look back at her and have one last memory of her, but he couldn't. He couldn't believe what he had just said to her, but it was all so confusing. There was simply no turning back.

"Don't come back Han." She told him, and with that he walked out of the apartment, dead set on never seeing Princess Leia again. Hearing the door shut, Luke quickly rushed back down the hallway and grabbed hold of his sister. Leia let a few stray tears fall down her cheek.

"Luke, can you help me to bed?" she asked.

"Of course…" He nodded. Leia slowly walked down the hall, promising herself to never let someone close to her heart again.

Han suddenly sat up, sweat drenching his face. His body was literally shaking and he had no way of controlling it. Bringing his hand up to his face he wiped his nose, finding a stream of blood. He looked up and found the cloaked figure standing before him.

"You should rest, someone of your kind is not meant for force journey's"

"My kind?" Han questioned.

"You are not force sensitive. It will have taken a lot of your strength."

"I…I don't know how to fix this with her…not after that."

"It is a lot to take in, you need to rest now Captain Solo."

"I just want her back, my Leia, my wife."

"I know you do."

Han slowly laid back against his bed, his eyes closing as he drifted into a dreamless sleep, his body fully ready to recharge.

Well... Lot's of things answered in this chapter for you guys! Let me know what you guys think! New chapter will be out on the 17th!