"No, no, no! Turn it off, turn it off!" Han yelped, covering his face with his hands.
Leia appeared at the open maintenance hatch, which on the Falcon, was the entry of most frequent use.
"Still the wrong one?" she surmised, half-smiling.
Han just glared, blowing on his burned hands.
Leia sighed. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Remind me to chuck the whole system when we get back."
Leia chuckled. "Haven't I been telling you the same thing for years?"
Han appeared miffed. "It just now gave out. I milked three years out of it since the last time we had problems."
"Because you babied it so much during those three years." Leia grinned.
"Huh." Han merely grunted.
Leia sighed and crossed her arms under her chin. "How much longer until we reach Yavin?"
Han laughed as he jerked a handful of wires out of a row of parts along the wall. "Now you're starting to sound like Jaina when she was little. 'Are we there yet?'."
Leia chuckled again. "So how long?"
"About three hours, according to the NaviComputer." Han glanced at the mainframe display.
"Which means anywhere from ten seconds to a standard week." Leia translated dryly.
Han looked up at her with a fierce scowl. "That NaviComputer along with the rest of this ship has saved you and me more times than you could trace your mother back to Alderaan."
Leia raised one eyebrow.
"Ok," Han winced, "bad analogy."
Leia just smiled.
"Just remind me to take the hyperdrive and the NaviComp out of the Defiant when we get back, ok?"
Leia rolled her eyes. "Are you sure that ship is ever going to get to Jaina?"
Han was indignant. "What, are you accusing me of keeping it for myself?!"
"Well, more like stating it than accusing." Leia muttered.
"Ok." Han pretended not to hear her. "Go try it again."
Leia pushed herself up off her stomach. "Third circuit?"
"Right." Han was already messing with something else. "But better turn four on too, just in case."
"Ok." Leia rolled her eyes as she turned and walked to the central power cores to turn the currents back on.
"Ah!" she heard him yell and hit the breaker switch.
"I said number three!" he shouted in outrage. "Not Two!"
"Sorry." Leia called back, hiding a smirk. "But you have two labeled as four."
"Well, fix it then!"
Leia sighed and began to peel the flimsiplast sticker off the breaker. "Why don't you just chunk the whole ship?" she shook her head with a fond smile.
The ship suddenly lurched wildly, throwing her against the durasteel wall, ripped label in hand.
A loud stream of curses emanated from the maintenance hold. "What in all the Nine Hells was that?" Han exclaimed.
"I am so glad the children weren't here to hear that." Leia said, rubbing the back of her head.
Han thoroughly ignored her. "Come on." He brushed past her towards the cockpit.
Leia followed him. "So much for an easy trip." She dropped into the copilot's chair.
"Hey, sister, this was your idea." Han shot back.
"It's your ship." Leia reminded him, flicking controls and glancing near-frantically at the displays.
"Got that right." Han didn't' take the bait.
Leia just sighed.
"Oh." Han said suddenly.
"What?" Leia refused to become alarmed.
"Nothing." Han said innocently.
"What?" Leia demanded, having heard too much of that tone to be fooled.
Han sighed, knowing he wasn't going to get away with anything. "NaviComputer made bad time calculation." He risked a side-glance at Leia. "We're here." He smiled too cheerfully.
Leia just burst into laughter.
"What?" now Han sounded hurt.
Leia finally composed herself enough to face him without reverting to peals of laughter.
"Here I thought you were going to tell me we had run into a Interdictor current, or at least the hyperdrive motivator had blown." She laughed again. "And, no, you're worried about if I've had enough time to do my hair?"
Han smiled sheepishly. "Something like that."
Leia just grinned.
"Ok, then." Han started adjusting controls. "Let's take this baby in."
"Right-o, Captain." Leia followed suit.
"Ok, umm, let's see, compensator up at 98." Han talked to himself. "Shields up, Leia."
She made no reply.
"Leia?" he glanced over at her.
She was grinning from ear to ear, something he had seen her do approximately three times in his entire life.
"What's the message?" he asked after a moment, dialing the shields up himself.
Leia blinked, as if she had just noticed him there. "Huh?"
"What did Luke say?" Han rephrased, nudging the sublight throttle.
Leia grinned. "'Welcome home. The khrepit's in the oven, and the wine is in the cooler.'"