The final chapter is here! Thank you all so much for the support, reading, following, reviewing! It means a lot to me :) I hope you enjoy the ending.

Sunday I will begin posting my new fic, Shackled. It's an AU and begins several weeks before ANH, when Han attempts to free Chewbacca from slavery. Unfortunately, Han does not succeed and ends up a captive as well. Through a twist of fate, Leia buys Han and Chewie and now they owe the Rebellion for their release. There are many twists and turns, it deviates from the canon timeline, as does the relationship between Han and Leia. Hope you will check it out :)

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The shipping crates were packed and loaded on the transport, and the apartment looked just as it had on that long ago, lonely day when Leia had first arrived. The only aberration was the tree from their wedding, which was now in a larger pot and stood three feet tall. One shipping crate sat beside the door in the main room. Inside it were the six holos she had collected since then. She did not trust those items onboard any ship but the Falcon.

It had been an interesting decision for the New Republic to relocate the capitol planet every few years. Leia felt both pleased to be moving on from Chandrila, yet sad at the same time.

The tiny life that lie inside her chose that moment to shift, a fluttering movement that still froze and amazed her. She placed one hand on the bulge of her stomach, smiling with wonder.

"Hope the next place has a nicer kitchen," Han called as he entered the room from behind her.

She turned and smiled, beckoning him with a wave of her other hand. His expression grew quickly serious, almost reverent as he came closer and placed a tentative hand on her belly. Every time he felt the baby move, his eyes were filled with a sense of awe she had never seen in them before.

They waited quietly, expectant, eyes downcast, expressions sober. Finally, beneath their hands, the tiny life shuffled, rippling a small swell that protruded for just a moment before lowering and disappearing into her distended stomach.

Their eyes met and after a look of sheer amazement, Han smiled with a quick breath, eyes soft and intent on hers. She smiled back, basking in the sweetness of his reaction.

"I love you," she whispered tenderly, an undeniable tightness constricting her throat. These pregnancy hormones were wreaking havoc on her.

His mouth screwed up and bunched to one side, reminding her of the first time he had uttered the words. "I love you." He exhaled and swallowed in a way that left her wondering if his throat might feel tight as well.

His eyes dropped and followed the caress of his hand across her stomach. "Hard to believe there's a little human in there."

"I know. Three more months and we get to meet him."

A flicker of anxiety came and went behind his eyes. He nodded solemnly.

"I hope he has your eyes," she said softly.

He smiled. "I hope she has your eyes." They shared a grin of sublime happiness until Han smirked. "One thing's for sure. This kid'll be stubborn as hell."

Leia laughed lightly and turned to peruse the apartment one last time. She leaned into Han, her emotions a jumble. His arm went around her shoulders. "In some ways, it almost feels like we just arrived."

He murmured agreement over her head.

"We've had a nice life here."

"We'll have a nice life in the next place, too. Nicer, even," he added, running a hand over her belly.

So many emotions burst inside her at his words. "You're right."

"As always," he replied smugly.

She placed her arms around his waist and smiled at his predictability. "I'm going to miss our bed."

"I've got some pretty fond memories of that bed." His eyes sparkled down into hers.

Her grin beamed back at him.

"You ready?"

"No…yes." With a deep sigh, she walked to the door and lifted the small box of holos.

"You okay with that?" He went to the tree and picked it up by the pot.

"Yes, it weighs nothing."

He nodded and his eyes roamed the space around them before he wandered to where Leia stood by the door. They traded anxious, expectant smiles and he kissed her forehead gently.

"C'mon, Princess." He gestured to the door with a jerk of his chin.

Leia nodded, palmed the front door open, and they walked out the door together, ready to face their future elsewhere.

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