First of all:

Pitdroid: Thank you! And by the time this story is done, no one will like Bria.

And I don't think Luke and Bria would be right for each other, anyway. I mean, she used to go out with Han Solo. Poor Luke would be constantly compared. Luke's alright but he's no young Harrison Ford, is he?

KrazywithaK: I love the Barenaked Ladies! And One Week is the Han/Leia song. But I also think Shut Yer face by A is a brilliant song for them. It's basically a couple fighting saying despairing things about each other e.g.

'You are from Venus and I am from Mars / You want your penis as big as your car'

And so on. ; 0

Ready to find out what the Letter was all about?

Chapter 7

Leia was combing her hair in front of her mirror. She had changed out of her dress and into a pair of flannel pyjamas, which were hardly the height of fashion but who cared? They were comfortable and she was only going to sleep in them.

She was thinking of the events of a few hours before. She had had a far better evening than could have been expected under her current circumstances. This was due, more than she would like to admit, to the attention of Han Solo.

He had been extremely kind to her all day. Unlike most people, he didn't ask painful questions about how she was feeling. He didn't say 'Are you all right?' every two minutes. He just seemed to understand that she needed diversion from Alderaan's fate, for now at least.

Han had spent most of the evening with her. Luke had hung around with them for a while, but he then went in search of 'the guys'(Rogue Squadron). Han had warned him not to drinktoo much, and Leia had told him to have fun. Both Han and Leia realised, as Luke gave them a backward glance filled with contempt, that they probably sounded like a pair of worried parents.

Despite the fact that Leia was exactly the same age as Luke, she was definitely the more mature. This was almost certainly due to the circumstance of their respective upbringings. Leia was used to large social gatherings, where alcohol flowed freely. Luke had barely been allowed a sip of slightly alcoholic fizzy wine before the celebration of the night before.

Leia smiled, finding she was thinking of Han again. He had only left her once all evening, when he had gone to talk to Bria. When he got back he seemed more at ease and happier.

After his talk with her, Leia had tried not to notice that Bria Tharen's eyes had been fixed on Han and herself for the duration of the evening. Han hadn't noticed, but Leia kept catching the older woman's eye and it made her feel decidedly uneasy. Like Bria was looking for some fault with the Princess.

Still, Han had distracted her from all thoughts of Bria. He had made the Princess laugh so many times that evening, with his arguments and even a stupid, yet quite convincing impression of Jan Dodonna, which was made even more amusing as the man himself was stood right behind him as he did it. Han had turned round, smiled disarmingly at Dodonna then he had given a jaunty salute to the General.

Dodonna, utterly perplexed by the whole situation had smiled nervously, and then bid a hasty exit as the Princess had fought valiantly to hold back the giggles.

Leia hadn't expected to ever laugh again. Yet she had enjoyed her evening. In fact, she hardly ever thought about Alderaan in Han's company.

She smiled, one last time. Leia thought of a certain Correlian's hazel eyes, dancing with good humour, as she turned off her desk light and climbed into bed. She began to dream of a beautiful planet and a man who had only once visited it.

The next morning, the entire bases had been awakened by a scream. Like many others Leia sprung out of bed and sprinted out of her quarters. She was desperately hoping that it was something more trifling than an Imperial attack, but she had to assume the worst.

The scream had come from Bria Tharen's quarters and indeed, it was Bria Tharen who was screaming.

Han Solo was the first to get to Bria, as he had been up early and had been fixing up the Falcon. Her quarters were very close to the hangar bay, so he had heard her screaming and came running at once.

He found her sobbing over a letter. When he approached her she threw herself into his arms and cried; 'Oh Han! It's so awful!'

Han tried to be sympathetic and disengage from Bria's grip at the same time. It was not an easy task. He settled for pulling her away on the pretence of looking to see if she was hurt. She was not, but she continued to cry fitfully. She leaned into his chest again

'Gods, Bria, what is it?' he asked, tentatively.

'This.' she said and handed him the letter.

By this point many others had gathered round and were quite confused. Han, as perplexed as any of the others, read the letter aloud. It was as follows:

I am going to kill you Bria Tharen. I am going to make you suffer. As you made him suffer. You will regret your actions. I will not regret mine. You are an evil bitch and I shall enjoy your agonizing death.

See you in hell, you slut.

After Han had finished reding there was alot of discussionamong the small group of Rebels. Everyone was extremely confused. Who would write something so awful? Who was the 'him' the writer mentioned? Han felt, with sinking regret that he knew that the 'him' was in fact Han Solo, himself. And if that were true, he knew of only two people who could have written this. Chewbacca and…..

'What's going on?' inquired the Princess.

Bria's plan any clearer? Please review.