Disclaimer: I can't say for sure that George Lucas deserves to own Star Wars after the mess he made of the new trilogy, however …
Rating: PG.
Warnings: Slash, meaning homoerotic content. I make no excuses for what I write so if you have a problem the back button is right there in the top left corner of your screen.
Courage
The trouble with bravery is that it comes in countless forms – in millions of shapes and sizes and styles and colors – and you never do get the entire package. There's always a piece, however small, missing in the mix. Take Han Solo, for instance. He can run screaming down a space-station hallway chasing a group of armed stormtroopers with nothing but a blaster, and not break a sweat. He can outrun Imperial starships – not the local bulk cruisers, mind you. I'm talking the big Corellian ships now. He can swindle Jabba the Hutt and still refuse to live out his days in hiding, despite the repercussions. What Han can't do, however, is work up the courage to tell Leia that he simply doesn't love her – and why. As for the reason, well, he hasn't even begun to contemplate how he's going to look into those trusting blue eyes and tell the kid that the reason Han can't make his sister happy is, well, him.
The trouble with bravery is that you never get the whole package. Because Han can chase stormtroopers and outrun starships and cheat infamous crime lords, but he just can't handle the idea of sharing his feelings, not with people who actually matter to him.
Luckily for Han, that's the part Luke has down.
Fin.