Alternative reunion
Leia's POV
As soon as the trap descends, the first this I see is the guy who's been playing around in my head since I first saw him, foolishly trying to rescue me. Han Solo, the smuggler, the warrior, my husband...technically.
He holds my gaze wearing an unreadable expression. I slowly descend, not taking my eyes of him. We come face to face, still not talking. His eyes soften and I read the same thing I've read in them all those many years ago when he was frozen in the carbonite...
I slap his face as hard as I can, my palm aching from the strength I've used. He doubles over, stunned. Bet he wasn't expecting that. Clutching his cheek he turn towards me.
"All right, I deserved that!" He breaths.
"You think?" I ask, giving him another slap on the opposite cheek. This time he's prepared and grabs my hands immediately after. After all this time, his touch still stuns me into silence, sending shivers through my whole body.
"As tought as I remembered you, Princess!" He whispers, kissing my hands.
I pull them away and grunt in annoyance. "It's general Organa now!" I snap.
His face falls when he hears I'm using my maiden name again. That sends a surge of anger through me.
"You dare show your sorry face here after everything that has happened. You leave when things get tough and have the nerve to show up four years later!" I shout and he recoils, eyeing me cautiously. I don't stop. It feels amazing to let this out after bottling it up for so long.
"And he's your fucking son! Our son! What kind of a father are you, you idiot? At least don't show up anymore!"
I pant heavily looking at him with a hatred I didn't know was possible. He opens and closes his mouth as a goldfish. I take a step closer and he takes one back, now positively so afraid he doesn't even have the nerve to reply.
I get on tiptoe and before he can react, pull him towards me and press my lips hard on his. I needed that more than I'd have ever imagined. At first, he's so stunned he just stays limp in my grasp.
It takes only a few seconds though for him to put his arm around me and start kissing me back making up for all our time apart. I would have stayed there forever, hating and loving him with all my soul, but a metal hand taps my shoulder.
"Excuse me, General! We have news..." I pull apart, smiling widely at C3PO as he continues his clock-blocking even after so many years. I give him some orders and tell him I'll come as quickly as possible. Only after he's left gibbering excitedly as always, I turn around to face Han.
"Some things never change." He says with a grin and I do my best not to hit him again.
"Nice way of apologizing, Solo!" I mutter, only half-angry now. He shrugs. "Seriously, though, we have problems. "
I nod, knowing we really should get to business, counting on what the droid has said...