It was the day before winter fete and it was already snowing outside the Solo house. Han was gone to buy groceries for the fete dinner, while Leia stayed home with the kids. Chewie and Luke would join them tomorrow, but for tonight there were alone.

After putting the kids down for a nap, Leia started to rap the presents. Starting with the one she got for Han. She knew the minute he would get home there wouldn't be any chance to do it. After raping his present she hid it under the fete tree. She was about to rap the kids presents, sighting about the amount of presents her husband got for them. When he was a child, he didn't even know winter's fete existed so he was convinced that his children deserved the best fete ever. Leia tried to tell him, that it wouldn't be good to spoil them, but Han just responded with a hand wave and his famous: "Naaah!" And went on with thinking about what else he could get for his little ones. By the time he searched the net for a little children real size spaceships, she had to take the data pad from him and distract him with her naked body.

She heard the front door open and the same time the cold wind blowing outside. Han dropped the groceries bag in the doorway and walked straight towards her. She was currently sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, raping up a little Ewok village for Jaina. Before she had even a chance to say something, he was sitting down next to her, taking the package and the rappingpaper out of her hands, while his lips were already working on her neck. "Han?" She tried but he only hummed into her neck, before traveling deeper. "Honey I'm busy here." She giggled, as he ran his lips behind her ear. "So am I." He just said, before pulling her down on the floor, to hover over her. Looking up at him, she saw the love and lust in his eyes. "What about the groceries?" Leia sighted, taking hold of the back of his shirt, already tucking it out of his blood stripes. "I need you. Now!"

Without another word, he pulled off her clothes and kissed her hungrily.

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Still catching their breaths, Han picked her up and lay her down on the sofa and joined her, laying down next to her, holding her in a tide embrace. She ran her fingers over his chest hair and down his arms, still feeling dizzy from previous events. "You want to tell me what that was about?" She smiled, running one hand through his hair. "What? Can't a guy have sex with his beautiful wife?" He teased, grinning.

"Nice try hotshot." She smiled, kissing his bare chest. "You have no idea what I went through out there. Traffic was a mess; the store was packed and full with arguing couples. It was easier to maneuver through the asteroid field then through those people. I tell ya." Sighting, he pulled her over so she was laying on top of him. Reaching for the blanket, he pulled it over them.

"Oh my poor husband." She smiled, giving him small gentle kisses all over his face.

"Don't make fun of me sweetheart. This was serious business. Did you ever hear people arguing about nerf steak? Well I have." Leia was still busy kissing him, but stopped to log eyes with him.

"No I haven't but I remember this scoundrel and this very beautiful princess who were arguing about all kind of stupid thinks." She smiled.

"If I remember it correctly they were flirting and not arguing." He grinned, giving her a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

"You know that little zoo I wanted to get for Jace? I was just about to get it when I was confronted with two women fighting over the last set. And they were really fighting, with pulling hair and stuff."

"Did you try to talk some sense into them while stealing the last set away behind their backs?" Leia knew her husband all too well. "You bet I did." He grinned pulling her up so their lips could meet easier. "Oh I love it when you go all scoundrel." Smiling into his kiss, she ran her hands through his hair once again.

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In the evening, all Solos were sitting on the living room sofa, snuggled together, all wearing their jammies while a fire was dancing in the fireplace. Leia told them an old winters fete story of Alderaan, while the children were listening with big interest. It was the first real winter's fete for the children and the first one on Corellia and inside their beautiful house.

After Leia finished her story, the children wanted more. "Daddy one more?!" Jacen asked his father with big pleading eyes. "Ya, daddy one more?" Jaina joined her twin brother. "Dadda!"

Anakin squealed out, bouncing in Leia's arms. Sharing a smile with his wife, Han turned to his children.

"Alright one more. You guys did just hear an Alderaan fete story you want to hear a Corellian?"

He asked his children, knowing they wouldn't say no whatever he told them.

"Corel story!" The twins screamed out, while Anakin climbed over his siblings to get to his father.

"Leia?" Han asked, not wanting to destroy this rare Alderaan moment with their children. They were living on his home planet and the kids would get to know everything about it. They would start to speak the language very soon, already learning some in child care. They would learn its history and both him and Leia decided to show the kids all of Corellia, so they could appreciate it with all its beauties. Alderaan and with that Leia's home planet being destroyed they couldn't make it a big part in their children's lives like Corellia. Even though they had decided not to leave Alderaan out of their parenting, Leia was still too sad to talk about it much. So, when she actually shared something about it, he didn't want to diminish it, by bringing focus back to Corellia.

"Sure go ahead honey." She reached over the back of the sofa, to put her hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassured squeeze.

"Alright. So, on Corellia we have this guy, Captain Fete, right!?" Han started, but got interrupted by Leia laughing out loud, spilling her tea all over the living room table. Needless to say, that caused their children to laugh out as well. "What's so funny?" Han asked his wife.

"Captain Fete, hotshot?" She asked still giggling. "Sure, he is a very great guy." Han answered.

"So do you mind? I'm telling a story here." He stated. "Sure go ahead." Leia smiled, never stopping to be amazed by her husband. "Alright, where was I?" Han mocked asked, while Leia still had to suppress her laughter. "Captan Fete!" Jacen squealed out. "Thanks pal! At least someone is listening." Han ruffled his oldest son's hair, before continuing with his story, while Anakin snuggled closer into his father's chest.

It didn't take long, before every Solo, except Han were asleep. Deciding it wouldn't be wise, to let them all sleep on the sofa, he carried his children to their beds. Anakin was already holding onto him, so Han took him first. Tugging his youngest son into bed, he kissed the boy's forehead.

"Good night buddy! I love you little guy!"

Jaina was next and while he was carrying her to her bed, she mumbled something into his neck.

"Captan…fete…Aldan…mommy…" Han rubbed his little girls back, before putting her down in her bed. "Good night little princess! I love you." He ran a gentle finger of his daughter's cheek, before kissing her on the forehead and leaving to get Jacen.

When he got into the living room, he found Jacen snuggled into Leia's side.

Han gently pulled his son out of his wife's embrace and picked him up. Jacen opened his eyes for a moment and looked up at his father with a sleepy smile. "Daddy…" The little boy mumbled before resting his head on his father's shoulder and falling back asleep. Tucking in his oldest son, he put his little stuffed Wookiee next to the boy, knowing all hell would break lose, if the boy woke up in the middle of the night, without the little Wookiee by his side. Even though Han had told them about a hundred stories about Toby and Bobby by now, Jacen insisted that his Wookiee would be named Chewie. Han smiled down at his son, who immediately snuggled closer into his stuffed Wookiee. "Good choice buddy. I love you!" He tucked the blanket over Jacen and mini Chewie and kissed both of them on their foreheads. It was a ritual they went through every night. Jacen insisted that his parents said good night to his furry friend as well.

When Han came back into the living room, he stopped in front of the sofa, looking down at his sleeping wife. She held onto a sofa cushion and her face was pressed against it.

Smiling at his wife, he picked her up bridle style carrying her to their bedroom, while she still held onto the cushion. As soon as he put her down onto the bed, she let go of the cushion and kicked it off the bed, turning to his side of the bed, reaching for him. When she couldn't find her husband, she woke up in confusion. Now it was Han's turn to laugh.

"Looking for someone Sweetheart?"

"Han, if you don't lay down here with me this instant I will file in for divorce." She threatened, giving him no space for arguments. "Alright princess, no reason to get feisty."

He mock surrendered, laying down next to her. She pulled herself into his arms, resting her head on his chest and fell back asleep. "Gods I love you princess." He smiled, kissing the top of her head, before falling asleep himself.

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!