Thanks to all that have read and Reviewed! I'm extremely behind in posting replies! Here's a few replies to get my started in my catching up.
Aldawen Eldartari – They are difficult but we love them anyway….
Clockwork Plum- Thanks so much!
DestinyofInsanity- Thanks for reading and reviewing! This scene was for a little comic relief…I had in mind the idea that they been around each other around three years and this wasn't the first time they've been on the Falcon alone. My premise is that they been building to these moments for a while…
Limelight- Oh, I love it when one of my very favorite fic writers stops by! You know what I am waiting for don't you!
I AM EOWYN - As always, thanks!
Sweetdeath04 - To you also, thanks! I know you also have been consistently reading and reviewing!
littlemaccyd – Well, eventually we'll find out who the mystery man is….
Angela – Thanks for joining in!
Another Chance continued to drift slowly on the fringe of the planet Kuthul. A planet devoid of life, it was cold and dark from eternally present toxic clouds. Through the small veiwport, it looked like a dark jewel as the clouds rippled gracefully around the orb.
It couldn't be any colder down there than it is here right now. The man watched as his breath quickly fogged up the veiwport. He turned away and sat at the main consol in the small lounge that could best be described as his current living quarters. He really wanted to tap into the media channels, but he couldn't afford to waste any power, conserving it to keep the life support systems going as long as possible. Hopefully, long enough for someone to receive the signal; the right someone.
He sighed and rubbed his temples. The plan had NOT turned out the way he had hoped.
"Still wishing you had turned me in when you had the chance?"
Turning at the sound of the woman's voice he looked at her but couldn't answer.
"You cannot bargain with the Empire. Did you think that you could march up to Vader personally and make demands? My life for a princess?"
"I guess it doesn't matter anymore does it? She was rescued anyway." He walked past her and sat on his makeshift bed. He didn't want to discuss it. The topic had died a long time ago, but the awareness that they may be found soon had caused it be revived.
The woman laughed as she headed back to her room. "We're the ones that need rescuing."
Leia awoke with a start. This was so different than any dream she had before. No annihilation of Alderaan, no suffering at the hands of monstrous immoral imperials, no made of images of her planets' last moments. Just images of Han. Screaming. In pain.
It was just too much.
She got up and ran to Han's cabin. She stood outside and stopped short of opening the door when reality hit her. It was just a dream.
Really, Organa, you may hate your therapist, but here's no doubt there's something seriously wrong with you. She leaned against door and just concentrated on breathing. She knew she had to get it together. She had important work to do in the next few days.
Then, in her minds' eye she saw again the image which disturbed her so. Han was screaming and she was sure, even though see didn't see him, Vader was there.
Before she knew what hit her, she was pressing the control panel and Han's door slid open.
Han looked up from his desk and was more than a little surprised to find Leia standing there. It only took a split second to see in her face that something was wrong. He immediately got up and seemed to be at the door standing with his hands on her shoulders in an instant. She looked like she was about to collapse.
"Princess?"
Almost dazed she reached out and touched his arms, making sure they were real. "I just wanted to check on you."
"On me? You came to check on me?" He leaned in closer and looked right into her eyes. "You all right?"
Slowly the reality of moment started to sink in. Did I just barge into Han Solo's bedroom? She removed the hand that was rubbing Han's upper arm and just stood there a second regaining her composure, if it was at all possible to do such a thing after the spectacle she just made of herself.
She straightened herself up and nodded back at Han. "Yes. I'm fine. I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Right." Han was not entirely convinced that she was okay. But she seemed to be suddenly aware of where she was again and her eyes seemed more focused. "I mean, it's okay. Come on, sit down for a minute." He pulled her over to the edge of the bed and she hesitantly sat down. But she just stared down at the floor.
Han just didn't know what to do. He wanted nothing more than to sweep her up in his arms and tell her that everything would be okay. That he would take care of her. And even though he was sure that was some part of her that wanted just that, he also knew that she was not ready. But close. Maybe.
He walked over to the small fridge and got a bottle of water for Leia. Crouching down on one knee, he handed it to her as he tried to look into her eyes.
She seemed to be trying hard not to look at him. But after a moment she turned her chin slightly up and looked right back into Han's eyes. Han, don't do this anymore. I can't take the thought of losing you. And right now, one way or another I somehow just know that is what is going to happen.
The look in Leia's eyes scared Han.
