* Living for you *
Han held the sleeping Leia in his arms. She snuggled to his chest and let out a deep breath. It had been a while since she had managed to close her eyes without stirring from a nightmare about Anakin. Her eyes had been bloodshot for too long and her tears seemed to never end, but tonight…
Tonight there was peace.
He had pulled Leia onto the couch the moment she came back from the refresher. No words had to be said. No tears needed to be cried. Only silence and the comforting sounds of each other's breathing.
"Sleep in peace my princess," he whispered in her ear. "I'm here for you. I will not leave you again, your highness. I'll live for you." Kissing her warmly on her forehead, Han moved his way out from under her and got up to fetch a blanket. Draping it over her body, he shook his head.
Who would have thought Han Solo, smuggler, would have married a princess. Would have married Leia Organa. Not only that but had two great kids reaching their twenties soon and all the memories of Anakin would always trace in his heart. He would never forget his youngest son.
Not to mention that he was a new uncle to the Skywalker child. *Uncle Han, * he said to himself chuckling at the thought. *Never thought I'd be called that. * He turned and left his sleeping wife alone on the couch.
"I'm just going to go check on Jaina. If Kyp is with her, by the way they were talking with each other last time on the Holo, they might be at each other's throats." She groaned in response, and Han could only smile. "I should be right back."
Han held the sleeping Leia in his arms. She snuggled to his chest and let out a deep breath. It had been a while since she had managed to close her eyes without stirring from a nightmare about Anakin. Her eyes had been bloodshot for too long and her tears seemed to never end, but tonight…
Tonight there was peace.
He had pulled Leia onto the couch the moment she came back from the refresher. No words had to be said. No tears needed to be cried. Only silence and the comforting sounds of each other's breathing.
"Sleep in peace my princess," he whispered in her ear. "I'm here for you. I will not leave you again, your highness. I'll live for you." Kissing her warmly on her forehead, Han moved his way out from under her and got up to fetch a blanket. Draping it over her body, he shook his head.
Who would have thought Han Solo, smuggler, would have married a princess. Would have married Leia Organa. Not only that but had two great kids reaching their twenties soon and all the memories of Anakin would always trace in his heart. He would never forget his youngest son.
Not to mention that he was a new uncle to the Skywalker child. *Uncle Han, * he said to himself chuckling at the thought. *Never thought I'd be called that. * He turned and left his sleeping wife alone on the couch.
"I'm just going to go check on Jaina. If Kyp is with her, by the way they were talking with each other last time on the Holo, they might be at each other's throats." She groaned in response, and Han could only smile. "I should be right back."