A/N: Leaks for the new movie are reminding me how solidly I believe none of that would have happened. And I promised some people some good fluff to counteract that nonsense, so here it is:

Leia entered the main hold of the Falcon, carrying her youngest baby on her hip. She had brought Anakin in for a routine checkup, not surprised to find that he was healthy and growing as expected. He had been amazingly unaffected by the visit, currently just curiously checking out his surroundings as usual. She suspected something about growing up in a chaotic house with two older siblings who seemed to only get more and more active every day had made him immune to almost anything. Loud noises? Screeching? Laughter? He barely seemed to notice. Just another day in the Solo house.

Han had the twins with him, which was not so unusual. It had at times been somewhat of a default position that Han would take the older kids while Leia would care for the baby. It of course was not because Han didn't want to take care of his baby, but largely a necessity given that Leia had nursed him for the first six months of his life and it just made more sense for her to have him and for Han to have the arduous task of looking after two mobile toddlers. He didn't seem to mind though. In fact the older they got, the more fun he seemed to have when he realized that he constantly had new options of things to show them or do with them as they grew.

It only took Leia a moment to survey the situation, seeing Han squatting down on his haunches, their twins on either side of him. He was fiddling with some little panel and explaining some minute details about something there was no possible way they would've understood, and yet they hung on his every word as though he was reading them their favorite book, which he also did regularly. The other thing she noticed is that both of the twins seemed to be wearing what appeared to be very small utility belts.

"What's this one, Jace?" Han asked his son who stared up at him, smiling.

"Um… hywospatta!" Jacen replied excitedly.

Han smiled down and laughed a little, rubbing the boy's head. "That's right, buddy. Hywospatta, it is."

"You're teaching our three-year-olds about hydrospanners?" Leia said, startling Han as he turned his head towards her.

"It's never too early to start."

"Hi, Mommy!" Jacen said yelled when he turned and saw her.

"Hi, sweetie, you guys ready to go home?"

"I want to help Daddy with the Falcon more," Jaina said.

"Don't worry, kiddo. We'll work on it again another time," Han said as he patted his daughter's head and then stood up to kiss Leia.

"When did you get them utility belts?"

He smiled back at her. "Chewie made 'em. Pretty great, huh? They love being able to help Daddy."

She looked down and saw two eager children who had already turned back to the panel Han had been explaining to them. "They definitely do."

"And soon I'm gonna have this little guy helping me too," Han said as he rubbed Anakin's head and leaned down to kiss him. The baby gurgled and smiled at his father.

"At least let's maybe wait until he can walk."

"I'm not makin' any promises. My goal with these two is that they can fix the hyperdrive on their own by the time they're five."

Leia arched an eyebrow. "Five? Really? From what I recall you weren't even entirely proficient at it yet by the time you were thirty."

"Hey, now. If I had been too good at fixing that hyperdrive we might not have these three right here."

It was an interesting thought that Leia hadn't really contemplated before. Whether it was true or not, she decided not to spend more than a fleeting moment imagining a scenario where she and Han hadn't fallen in love and had those three kids. She shivered a little even thinking about it.

Han stepped back and then looked down at the twins. "All right, my little helpers, time to go home."

Leia wasn't sure she would ever get over how wonderful it was to see Han with their children. Aside from the affection and love he had for them, he wanted to teach them everything. And already they seemed so eager to learn. It was so apparent just how happy those kids made him, and it melted her heart on a near daily basis. Not to mention how much those kids clearly loved their dad.

Later that evening, Leia was comfortably lying in her warm bed. Anakin had been sound asleep for a while, though they had been slightly delayed in getting the twins to sleep when they adamantly refused to take off their new utility belts. Leia was sure that they would be too uncomfortable to sleep in them, but after only a minute or two of resistance she decided that it was not worth the fight, and if they wound up uncomfortable they would probably just take them off themselves anyway, and what did it really matter if they wore them? She wasn't sure if it was out of stubbornness or something else, but when she checked on them one last time, she found both of them sound asleep, belts still securely attached. Jacen and Jaina continued to surprise her, often in very strange ways.

She was settled into bed when Han finished up in the 'fresher. They'd been married now for five years and yet she still had to almost laugh at the way he seemed to almost swagger as he approached the bed. He was shirtless, with his sleep pants slung low on his hips. If she asked him, he would act as though there was nothing deliberate about any of this. But she knew the truth, and she didn't mind one bit.

She felt the heat from his body as he climbed into bed before he even touched her, and she barely let him get settled before she leaned over and wrapped her arms around his torso. Strong, warm arms slipped around her and pulled her even closer before he rested his chin on her head. "I'm glad you were bad at fixing the hyperdrive," she said against his chest.

He kissed her head. "I'm glad I was too. It was the only way I could get you to slow down long enough to love me."

She leaned away to look up at him. "That's not really true. If not then I think I would've figured out I loved you eventually. And at the time I had no idea how many more reasons you'd give me to love you."

He brought his lips to hers and kissed her gently and then leaned back and tucked some stray hair behind her ear. "I love you, too," he said simply.

She never got tired of hearing him say that, no matter how often he did. Although he didn't really need to say it, she could tell even just by the way those hazel eyes looked at her adoringly. Slipping her hand behind his head she pulled him closer for another kiss, deeper this time, clearly with the promise for more.

Whether it was the real reason or not, she decided she would always be grateful that Han was unable to fix that hyperdrive.