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Chapter Thirteen

Han heard her coughing before she even made it to the door. She coughed again hard into her hand, as she stepped into the apartment, trying to catch her breath. Han looked up at her with concern. She looked pale and not well. He wasn't sure he had ever seen her look like that, he was so used to Leia putting up a tough front. But here and now, she looked so tired and sick. She tried to hold back another cough, but it came out harder as she gripped her chest. Han quickly stood up from his spot on the couch and moved towards her.

"Leia?" He quickly asked.

"Nah Han, you should stay back." She pleaded, still gripping her chest as another cough rippled through her.

"How'd you get so sick?' Han questioned, she had been perfectly fine yesterday. He wondered if she picked it up from work or if she had been hiding it from him the past few days.

"I don't know…" she coughed again. "You should probably go." She said pointing her hand to the door. Han quickly shook his head no, and moved to her.

"Nah, I'm gonna help." He said quickly moving to grab her side and help to move her to the couch. She couldn't deny that the feel of his arms around her waist helped her to move easier and his touch relaxed her. Han's arms helped her to gently sit down and lay back against the cushions. Leia quickly laid back and closed her eyes, she looked peaceful for a single moment before she started coughing again. Han sat beside her, looking down at her with worry. Opening her eyes, Leia sighed.

"It's just a cough Han." She said trying to convince him. Han continued to stare at her, concern etched on his face.

"I don't like seeing you sick." He admitted.

"Then be glad you missed the morning sickness." She said with another cough. Han flinched and looked away from her. He knew she didn't mean it, but it still stung a bit. He would have happily helped her with anything surrounding her pregnancy. Calming her cough, Leia slowly realized what she had said. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that." She whispered out.

"I know." He said, running his fingers over her forehead. "You feel hot."

"I thought it was just a headache." Leia whispered out, her eyes closing again at his touch.

"You need rest, lots of rest."

"I have a lot to do and Adelyn…" she trailed off.

"Work can wait, and I can take care of Adelyn. You don't need to worry about anything Leia." Han promised her.

"You sure? If you have plans you can go."

"Sweetheart what plans would I have?" He asked her with a smirk.

"Hot date?" She answered quickly with another cough. Han shook his head at her, a deep smirk planted across his face.

"Not likely." He told her, gently touching her face. All of her skin felt hot and fevered.

"Leia?"

"I think I have a fever…I should…" Another cough started. "I should go to my room, I don't want to get Adelyn sick."

"Alright, I'll take care of everything." He assured her. Leia slowly moved to stand up, but the room started to spin. Her head started to pound and her vision went dark and blurry. She wondered for a moment if she was going to fall over, but then she felt Han's grasp.

"Leia?" Han said as he grabbed hold of her and steadied her. Her hand reached back and held him as well. His tall form, seeming to hold her still. She could feel his body pressed against hers, she felt much better with him close to her.

"Gods I don't think I've been this sick in a while."

"You work too hard." He mumbled to her. She offered him a glare, that didn't have much impact as she looked so exhausted. "Come here." Han suddenly said before swooping Leia up and into his arms. Leia tried to protest, but realized how much better she felt in his arms compared to walking. Han held her tightly in his arms, as she rested her head against his chest. Part of her was worried about getting him sick, but another part of her loved how his arms felt. Making their way down the hallway, Han stopped as Adelyn came running out of her room.

"Whats wrong with Momma?" She asked.

"Momma's sick. She's going to lay down."

"She needs medicine." Adelyn said matter of fact, putting a hand on her hip.

"You're right. I'll get her some." Han promised his daughter.

"Good." She said, rushing past him again.

Leia looked up from Han's chest, trying to see where her daughter had run off to.

"What's she doing?" Leia mumbled, leaning back against Han's embrace.

"No idea, I'll check on her in a minute." Han said coming down to Leia's room and quickly walk to her bed. Leia slowly opened her eyes as he gently laid her against the soft blankets. His fingers ran out and over her forehead once more, wanting to take away whatever cold or bug had got her so sick.

"Do you have meds in your fresher?" Han asked her, looking over to the small room adjoined to Leia's room.

"I should…" She started coughing again, rolling to her side she clutched her chest. "I'm going to get you sick." She groaned, her irritation evident.

"Nah, I'm strong." He smirked.

'Your cocky!"

"The meds?" Han asked again, redirecting Leia's tired mind.

"In the cabinet…" Leia said pointing to the fresher. "There should be something in there."

"Alright…Anything I shouldn't see in there?" He teased, only earning an eye roll from her.

"Only all the sex toys I hoard." She mumbled out rolling her head across the pillow. Han stared at her for a moment, until Leia opened her eyes and looked back at him. "What?" She asked.

"I can't tell if you're kidding or not."

"I'm a woman of mystery." She tried to joke but only ended up coughing once more.

"Alright, meds…" Han said leaving the room and entering the small space. Han quickly opened the cabinet and looked around for some sort of medicine. He found various makeup products, a tooth brush, no sex toys, and Finally some meds. Grabbing the bottle and a cup of water, Han quickly made his way back to Leia's side. Helping to sit her up, Leia grasped the cup with a shaky hand, as Han poured out a few pills from the bottle and handed them to her.

"How many do you take?" Han asked, looking down to the bottle, but Leia had already downed three of them. "Hey! It says two for adults and your little!" Han protested, earning yet another eye roll. "Your feisty when your sick." Han smiled down at her, taking the cup and setting it to the side on her night stand.

"You're being mean to me." She sighed.

"I'm not. Just teasing. What else can I get for you Leia?" He said his voice turning serious.

"Nothing…"

"Leia?"

"ehhh." She groaned. "Maybe some tea?" She sighed, not wanting to ask him for help but knowing the warm liquid would help her sore throat.

"I can handle tea." He nodded, looking down to her work clothes. "Leia?"

"Huh?" She asked, her eyes fluttering once more. She tried to pay attention to his words but her mind was truly going in and out of a blurred state.

"You should change into something more comfortable."

"You're probably right." She groaned again, she hated when he was right.

"I can help?…" Han tried, but she stopped him.

'No!" She quickly said, sitting up and making her head rush once more.

"Hey now, calm down."

"I can undress myself." She told him, a smirk quickly flashed across his face.

"I don't know where your minds at sweetheart, I was just trying to be nice."

"Oh yes, I'm sure your intentions were honorable." She said arching a brow at him. Han laughed for a moment before looking offended.

"Always Princess." He said leaning over and kissing her forehead.

"Tell that to the six year old in the other room." Leia told him as he pulled back and looked down into her eyes. "Honorable man." She muttered, earning another laugh from him.

"I'll be right back." He whispered to her.

"Alright…thank you."

"Anytime."

Han quickly made his way out of Leia's room, and to the kitchen. He passed Adelyn on the couch, her sketch pad on her lap. At least she's not getting into any trouble, Han thought to himself. Entering the kitchen, Han searched the cupboards looking for any sort of tea. He found caf, caf, and more caf.

"Damn it Leia, where is it?" He'd spent a lot of time in her home, after school with his daughter, but tea was never his drink of choice. It can't be that hard, he muttered.

"Daddy, What are you looking for?" Adelyn asked, suddenly at his side.

'Momma wants some tea."

"Momma keeps the tea over here." Adelyn said, leading her father to the other side of the room.

"Do you know which one she likes?" Han asked.

"The blue one." She said her finger pointing out.

"Thank you little Princess." Han told her, kissing the top of her head and lifting her up to sit on the counter. "You gonna help me?" He asked with a smile and Adelyn quickly nodded. "Don't touch this." Han told her as he started the stove and started heating the water for Leia's tea.

"I knows." Adelyn said with a very familiar eye roll.

"You look like your mother when you do that." Han said, running his finger along her chin.

"Uncle Luke says I always look like Momma."

"You do." Han nodded.

"Why I don't look like you?" She asked.

"Momma thinks you do. I suppose you share a little bit of both of us. But you are a pretty Princess, just like Momma."

"Daddy, Can I ask you a question?" She asked her father as she watched him prepare her mothers tea. Han nodded his head, focusing on the tea leaves in front of him. "My friend Gwen, she was at my birthdays."

"Yeah, I remember." Han nodded. I remember the sweet little girl and her bitch of a mother, Han thought to himself.

"Well her momma and daddy is different then mine."

"I'm sure they are." Han nodded, looking up to meet his daughters gaze. Leia and himself were anything but conventional. It was clear that Adelyn would know that, even at her young age.

"Why aren't you and Momma married?" She suddenly asked and Han swallowed hard.

"Well…Umm." He said searching for his words.

"Should I ask Momma?"

"Nah, She needs to rest." Han said scratching the back of his head. "You know Daddy went away, not because I wanted to, but because I just couldn't be with you and Momma?"

"Yeah." she nodded sadly.

"Well that's why…I missed out on some years and I gotta earn those back." Han said trying to explain and hoping she took the answer.

"So…Will you marry Momma now?" She asked, her big brown eyes staring at him with curious thoughts.

"Hmm, Maybe someday kid." Han smiled. Adelyn seemed to like that answer and smiled brightly at her father.

"Gwen's momma and daddy didn't stay married."

"Not too surprising." Han muttered under his breath.

"Will you and Momma stay married?"

"When we get married, we'll stay married. I promise." Han told her quickly, before dropping a kiss to her forehead and helping her down and off the counter. "I'm going to give this to Momma, you go play in your room. Stay quiet for Momma." Han said as he started down the hallway to check on Leia again, unaware of how much his daughter took that promise to heart.

She was passed out again by the time he came back with her tea. It looked as if she had managed to change into some sort of comfortable clothes and was rested in the blankets now. Setting it down beside her cup of water, Han gently sat beside her and looked down at her. She must have sensed his gaze, or felt his movement beside her because soon her eyes were fluttering open and her gaze was staring up at him. He looked down at her for a moment, always seeming to get lost in her dark brown eyes.

"Hey." He whispered down to her.

"Hi." she said with a yawn and a silly smile.

"I brought you the tea. Do you want some of it?" He asked her and she quickly nodded and moved to sit up.

"Careful…" He said helping to ease her up. "It's hot." He warned, as she nodded and sipped it softly. Her eyelashes fluttered up and stared at him as she continued to sip the hot liquid. He could get used to this, taking care of Leia. He knew it wouldn't be a regular occurrence, Leia was far to independent for that. But in these moments he was glad he was here and able to help her. It was just another thing to help make up for his lost years.

"Han?" She whispered out as she laid back down, her eyes never leaving his.

"Yes Princess?" He asked, as he set the tea back down.

"You're really handsome." She said, surprising him and making him turn to stare at her.

"Umm thanks?" He said almost questioning her words.

"You are, I've always thought so." She said with a bright and silly smile. Han smirked down at her and let out a chuckle.

"Leia? How do these meds usually effect you?"

"Normally I just go to sleeps." she said slurring her words a bit.

"Oh, lucky me." He smiled, kissing her forehead again. Leia giggled at his touch and moved her hands up to hold his face close to hers.

"Does this feel weird?" She whispered to him.

"What's that Princess?"

"Is this what our life could have been like, tucking our daughter in and you carrying me to our bed?" She asked, her words coming out more as a ramble, but Han understood her. Han smiled down at her, his fingers reaching up to tuck her braids back and behind her ears.

"It could have been sweetheart." His voice was warm and soft at the same time. It made Leia smile even brighter.

'Would you have liked this life?" she asked him slowly now. Her eyes held so much question and worry as she asked him this.

"I would have loved this life Leia." He told her, almost promising her. "I probably…I would have asked you to marry me Leia."

"Because I was pregnant?" She immediately asked him. Han quickly shook his head no, and ran his fingers over her cheeks.

"No, because I loved you very much."

"You loved me?" Leia said with another goofy smile. Han chuckled at whatever these cold meds were doing to her. She was adorable and silly, but he would take it. He'd take any and every single moment with Leia.

"I still do Princess." He whispered to her, kissing her cheek.

"I think I love you too Han Solo."

"It's too bad you probably won't remember any of this in the morning." Han smirked.

"Maybe I'm dreaming." She said in almost a sing song tone. "I used to dream about you all the time, before we found you again."

"I think I dreamed about you too sweetheart." He said thinking back to his years in carbonite. For the most part he didn't have any memories from that time, but sometimes at night when he was trying to sleep he had flashes of coldness. Those flashes were always made better with thoughts of Leia.

"I'm sleepy." She mumbled, her eyes falling closed again.

"I know…Your tea is right here if you need it." He reminded her. Leia nodded and snuggled into the blanket again. Han smiled down at her, wanting nothing more then to crawl beside her and wrap his arms around her again. But he knew that wasn't fair and he didn't want to give her a heart attack in the morning. Taking one last glance at her, Han smiled before leaving her to sleep.

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"Alright little Princess, time for bed." He said pulling Adelyn up and into his arms.

"Ahhh Daddy!" she whined. "I want to stay up and draw more." She pleaded with him.

'Nah, I think your bedtime is past." He said moving to start stacking her drawings together on the table.

"Hey!" She said grabbing at them and glaring at her father.

'What?" He asked her in confusion.

"Those are mine!"

'I know that." He said a little shocked by her tone.

"Why can't I stay up late with you?"

"I'm not staying up late." He quickly said. "Momma's already asleep and I'm going to sleep right here on this couch. Come on Adelyn you have school tomorrow."

"That's not fair! I wanted to stay up with you." She protested and Han sighed. She would decide to protest him like this when Leia was technically unavailable.

"Adelyn, I just said I'm not staying up. You aren't missing out!"

"Not fair." She quickly said, grabbing her drawings and stomping off to her room. She just stomped away, Han thought to himself. Everyone warned you she'd get comfortable with you eventually and show all of her child sides, Han reminded himself. This is normal kids do this all the time, he thought. He could hear her tossing things around her room and it was quite loud. He risked a look down the hall, praying the noise hadn't woken Leia up. Quickly moving to her room, Han called her name in a hushed voice.

"Adelyn!" She didn't turn around, instead she continued to put her things away in a loud manner. She tossed her drawing pad on her desk and huffed as she kicked her boots off and grabbed for her pajamas. "Adelyn Organa Solo." Han suddenly said, thinking it had to do something. He'd heard Leia say it before, but it still felt odd on his lips. He'd just pulled the full name card on his daughter, did that make him a real parent now? Adelyn quickly turned around and looked at him.

"Come on, you know momma is sick." Han reminded her. "You need to be quiet and get changed into your pajamas."

"Fine." She sighed, her eyes rolling yet again. Han let out a slow breath, and prayed that this wasn't a look into her teen years. His mind drifted to what he did as a teenager, shit! And then his mind quickly drifted to what Leia had been like as a teen as well. Either way, they were in for a quite a ride.

After an extremely slow process, Adelyn finally changed into her pajamas and was resting in her bed as Han pulled the blankets up and over her. She still held a frown against her lips, and Han tried to ignore it.

"Remember I'll be on the couch tonight. If you need anything come and get me, let Momma sleep."

"I know." She sighed.

"Alright, hug goodnight?" He asked, testing to see just how loving his daughter was when she was in a mood like this. Adelyn sighed again before eating up and hugging her father.

"Goodnight." She whispered.

"Goodnight little Princess. I'll be right out there." He said again, dropping a kiss to her forehead. From there he stood and turned off her light. As he left her room, his eyes fell on the couch but he found himself walking down the hallway once more. As he came to Leia's doorway, his gaze danced over her, checking to make sure she was still sleeping alright. She seemed to be fast asleep with a steady breath rising and falling from her chest. She's fine, He thought. But he couldn't help but feel protective of her as she lay there ill. It was a different feeling, the thought of spending the night in the same space as his family. For any other family, that would be a normal occurrence, but for Han it was new. He made note to com Chewie before he went to bed and let him know he was staying over at Leia's…well let him know he was borrowing Leia's couch. Looking back over to Leia Han sighed, she was so beautiful, even with a fever and cough. Han smiled at the image she created before slowly making his way back down the hall. A quick look in Adelyn's room showed Han that his family was indeed fast asleep. The apartment felt so quiet without his daughters voice or Leia's presence, it was an odd silence. Moving over to the couch, Han grabbed a spare blanket and moved to stare at the couch. He stared down at it, trying to figure out how his tall frame was going to sleep the whole night on this thing

Awww Han Solo Family Man... I hope you enjoyed this bit of light hearted chapter! Working hard on the next chapter, I feel like its an important one and I think a lot of you will enjoy it! Thanks for reading everyone!