Hi, frist fic, be nice to me!Seriously no flames.

Discaimer: Don't own Star Wars. If I did I would live in a massive gold house!

Summary: Someone very unexpected arrives at Yavin... oooooo!

Chapter One

'I can't believe you came back!' said the Princess smiling at Han Solo.

Solo feels happy if a little uncomfortable. These Rebels were very……. jolly, for want of a better word. Still attention from Princess Leia was very much appreciated.

'Well, you know, couldn't let the kid get all the glory' he said and then gave her a lopsided smile.

By 'kid' he meant Luke Skywalker who had just destroyed the Death Star, the Imperial super weapon, which had been used to destroy the young Princess' planet, Alderaan.

Solo and the Princess were a little way away from the main group of revellers, in which Luke Skywalker was being congratulated and thanked and plied with drink.

'Poor kid; thought Han, his head is gonna hurt tomorrow.'

Still Luke looked happy enough being the centre of attention. It was something that the young farmer had not had a lot of experience of. He was no longer 'Wormy'. No, he was Luke Skywalker, rescuer of Princess Leia, destroyer of the Death Star, Jedi in training.

But for one night he was going to be a kid and get legless with his new mates and celebrate their victory. After all, he had never really drunk alcohol before. And everyone says you have to have lots of new and varied experiences in life.

'I have a feeling he is going to pass out after a glass of Correlian Ale.' quipped Leia wryly to Han. They had been watching Luke as Wedge Antilles explained the basic rules of a drinking game. The rule was: 'Drink all you can in two minutes. Loser is the one who can still see'

'Nah' don't think so'; said Han, 'half a glass max.'

Leia smiled at Han. She realised she was enjoying the handsome Correlian's company more than she expected. When he had left that day she expected never to see him, his ugly ship or his kindly Wookiee co-pilot again.

But then, when three TIE fighters were on Luke's tale as he had nearly made it to the power core, and all looked lost, there was Han, Chewie and the Falcon. Two of the TIEs were destroyed and the other went spiralling off into space, leaving Luke open to make the shot that destroyed the Death Star.

She had to ask him.

'Han, why did you…' but she was cut short by a young woman who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

'Oh my Gods! Han! It's me!' said the woman.

Han turned to look at the woman.

'Bria?'

Suspense! Please Reveiew. I'm very lonely!