Chapter X: Friends

"Han, Falcon is not to be flied until it's repaired!" Leia snorted to Han as they dropped back to normal space in Hoth system. The ship had been shaking during the whole trip (that had lasted twice as long as normally) and Leia had feared that the ship could fall apart any minute.
"Oh well then! But still, show me where that asteroid is, so we can land!" Han griped back.
Leia leaned forward to see better outside the ship.
"I found it." she said.
Han untied his safety belt and headed to the door.
"Aren't you going to fly?" Leia asked.
"Nah, I'm going to turn heat and gravity on. Besides, somebody has to check Luke."
Leia blushed slightly as she sat to Han seat; she hadn't yet used to fly Falcon, so she mostly gave Chewie orders about where to fly.

Han had turned the heating and gravity back. He sighed in relief when his feet met the floor; he hated weightlessness. He walked from the hold to the medbay, where Luke was still sleeping.
Han shook Luke's shoulder and said: "Hey, kid, wake up."
Luke slowly opened his eyes and for a moment seemed a bit scared, but then his face relaxed and he said: "Oh, it's you." Luke looked far worse than Leia had told and Han could almost feel the heat radiating from Luke, though he had already removed the heatblanket.
Luke tried to get up from bed, but Han pressed him back to his bed and said: "Leia wouldn't like that. You are still really sick. Your fever might have even risen from earlier."
Luke looked at him with an empty and bleary glance.
"Han," he started with his weak and hoarse voice, "don't make a fuss about it. Leia does that enough."
Han started; had he really softened just in three years from a tough smuggler to a softie like Leia, who fusses about anything?
"I don't make fuss about it. I just care about you." Luke coughed some time to get his throat clear so he could speak, but his voice failed again.
"Do you want water? You look like you're in need of it." Han asked. Luke nodded and Han quickly get a glass of water. He helped Luke up, removed his oxygen mask and rose the glass to Luke's lips. Luke drank greedily, like he hadn't got any water for weeks. His eyes brightened slightly and he said with almost normal voice: "Thanks. I don't remember the last time I drank something, not to mention eating…"
Han hadn't realized until now how skinny Luke had become; Han could almost see Luke's ribs. Han noticed that Luke's arms were on goose bumps, when he handed the glass back to Han. He took Luke's brown jacket and handed it to Luke.
"Put that on. Its cold in here, the heater might not be working properly yet." He turned to leave when Luke said behind him: "Han, thanks… Thanks for coming and rescuing me."
"Kid, you had definitely done exactly the same" he answered.

A/N:
And I said that I would update more during the weekend... Well, document manager refused to uplod this chapter so I couldn't update it!
And I have no idea if "oh well then" is proper english, but it sounds right to my ears... You can complain about it.