jude firefly:Thanks. Yeah, when I learned to write I relied heavily on dialogue - I need character interaction for me to be interested in the story, haha.
SuP3R G1R: Thanks for taking the time to read it, you don't know how much I appreciate that.
Doreen: Thanks!
Saber Girls: Whoa, you reviewed for every chapter. oo; xDHm, lets see... Ch. 1: Yes, Leia was a bit stupid. Your next comment was answered... Ch. 2: Yeah, I liked writing that part. I had fun there. Someone else may be setting them up, then again, it could just be a coicidence. I didn't really think that far. xD Ch. 3: Yeah, I'm pretty sure it would from what I learned in Science class last year, and Leia's eyes would be popping out of their sockets and she would slowly be turning inside out... not to be gruesome. xD I thought I needed that situation there, but I couldn't have her die. Concerning her Jedi training, at the moment she hasn't had much time to focus on that - she knows the basics, like sensing for Force-signatures, but she hasn't gotten too into that at this time frame. Concerning the "Organa/Organa-Skywalker" thing, that's just an error on my part. I spent nights upon nights in bed thinking of that first chapter, so I had most of the wording down, but I personally think of her as "Organa" and I forget to add her real surname. I'll try to set that right. Ch. 4: Thanks for the compliment. I dunno why I made Mara out like whore, I didn't really think of her like that as I was writing that, just someone who likes her pleasure. And Leia is exaggerating a bit out of strong dislike. Thanks for the review, though. xD Ch. 5: Did I type 'withstood'? - checks - Ahh, I did. Well, I meant 'withstooding'.
x.x That's a long review answer. But thanks, Saber, I love reviews.

CHAPTER SIX

There were a few hours of waiting, mostly in silence, thinking about what was going to befall them. The door to their cell slid open, and Han and Chewie stood up quietly. It was inevitable. Han wouldn't put up a fight. Not just yet, anyways. He exchanged a look with Chewie, and for a few moments they walked on in silence. They reached the execution room, and the door slid open, and a few storm troopers were dragging out a lifeless body. Suddenly, the floors started shaking, as well as the wall.

"What the hell is going on?" asked a lieutenant into his comlink. There was a short pause.

"Pirates, sir, they boarded through the main gate."

The lieutenant hissed. "We'll deal with them later!" he shouted at the stormtroopers, who were loading their guns. "Execute them, now!" he screeched, pointing at Han and Chewie with his hat askew. Han and Chewie took this chance, and Chewie bellowed, bragging a surprised trooper around the wrist with both hands, flinging him into three more. Han punched the lieutenant, both fists since his wrists were also tight in binders. He heard a click, turned, and found a blaster pointed straight at his face. Ten more troopers plus another lieutenant-type person had arrived on the scene.

"Take them. Tell the Empress that they're dead." he ordered; six troopers rushedup, with four the Chewie and two to Han. Han could vaguely hear another turn on his comlink and speak into it. "Bring them in." Han was forced into the room. Even he, with absolutely no Force-sense, could feel the death in the room. He was thrown onto a table, which they bound his legs and arms onto. He only knew they were doing the same to Chewie.

"I will administer it myself. Any last words, Solo?"

Han replied with a wad of saliva in the man's face. He wiped it off in disgust.

"Very well." he told Han, who relaxed his neck, closing his eyes. This is it, he thought, feeling the cold needle be administered into his vein, and slight pressure.

I love you, Leia.

The Empress looked up in her first satisfaction of the day. Leia was sprawled out all over the floor, exhausted and in pain, but very much conscious. Leia was stubborn; she had gotten nothing out of the girl in her agony.

"Captain Solo and the Wookie are dead." she informed the Princess, and Leia's heart dropped down to her stomach.

Dead. Han. Dead.

"I don't believe it." said Leia hoarsely, in too much pain to even think off attempting to reach him through the Force.

"Do believe it, Skywalker, because its done. They administered the poison just now."

Leia choked out a sob. For all their arguments, their disagreements, their apparent hatred and grudges against each other, Leia realized that she loved the Captain even more. Especially now that he was dead, his absence hit her full on. Leia felt hot tears stream from the corners of her eyes.

"Now, now, don't cry. You'll soon join the Captain and that dim-witted beast." smirked Jade.

Leia looked up, in a glare of deep, undying hatred. She suddenly screamed, stood up, and was knocked off her feet again as the ship jolted.

"Just pirates. Don't worry: they'll be dealt with."

Leia ignored this bit. What did she care about pirates? She stood again, walking up the steps and to the Empress, reaching her hand back, reading to slap Mara Jade, trying to vent out her emotions. Mara ducked, then twisted, grabbing Leia's wrists, promptly twisting and making the Senator flip in midair then land sprawling on her back.

"Don't even attempt to fight me, Leia. You'll sorely lose."

Leia, in all of her rage, stood again, ignoring the pain in her wrist. Mara jumped at her, and Leia caught her, knocking both to the ground. Leia rolled, digging her elbow into the Empress' neck, just realizing that tears were still coming as she saw some drop onto Mara Jade's face. This distracted her for the brief, crucial second as Mara Jade reversed positions, and drew her purple lightsaber, breathing heavily and an ugly bruise appearing on her neck. The lightsaber went ever so close to Leia's own neck, and she could feel the heat and energy radiate onto her skin. Leia clenched her teeth, leaning her head back, as if that would bring the lightsaber any further away from her.

I love you, Han.

Sorry for the short chapter: I just felt like it needed to end there. The next chapter is almost done, though. Willl be updated tomorrow, 'cause I needah get to me homework now.