SailorLeia – Thank you!
Sweetdeath04 – I'm glad you like Ty! Thanks!
Bail's Other Daughter – Thank you! I'm glad that you're enjoying it. The issue of Ty's adoption will be addressed later in the story.
Chapter 10
Han walked the couple of meters that it took to get across the suite and peeked his head in the refresher door to see how Leia was feeling, while Ty waited just outside.
"Hey, Sweetheart, how are ya holding up?"
"How could you do this to me? I feel terrible!" Leia mumbled, and even though she was in pain she managed to fix Han with a glare.
Han was dumbfounded by the sudden change in his wife's demeanor. Just a few minutes ago she was bubbly and overjoyed at the thought of having a baby, and now she was mad at him? Oh, man, he thought. I forgot about the hormones. This is going to be a long nine months. A hormonal Leia was scarier to him than any terrifying beast he had ever encountered. He had to tread lightly on this issue. Okay, Solo, be gentle, no sarcastic comments, no sarcastic comments…"
"Well, Leia, it seems as if you should shoulder at least half of the blame. Maybe more, since you knew perfectly well what that little number you have does to me." Uh oh, Solo, that's treading too close to sarcasm, turn back, turn back!
"Oh, really?" Leia asked, her energy returning full board. She stood and tilted her head up to pierce her husband with a withering look. "So, Mr. Hotpants, would you like to be vomiting your lungs out in a cruddy motel as your stomach turns inside out? Do you want to get headaches, and feet aches, and every sort of ache in between? Do you want to go through childbirth, which is supposed to be the most painful thing in the universe?"
"Well, sure I would, Leia, if it means that you don't have to be in pain," Han tried with his best sensitive husband look, turning as far away from sarcasm as possible. He didn't expect it to do much; usually Leia just ignored it and went on with her tirade, but what he saw was almost unbelievable.
Leia's eyes glazed over, and she covered them with her hands as tears began streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry, Han. I'm such a bad wife. I'm so happy to be having this baby with you, but I just go and yell at you at the first opportunity. I don't deserve you."
Han was even more shocked than before. Here was his wife, Leia Organa Solo, no-nonsense diplomat and fighter, weeping over such a petty thing. He had hardly ever seen her cry, even in the toughest of times, and now she was crying over her miniscule flash of anger. He supposed that what they said about pregnant women and mood swings really was true. He decided that he should ignore his shock, however, and comfort his wife. He stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"Oh, Sweetheart, don't ever say that. I couldn't ask for a better wife than you. I love you, and I don't care if you take out your mood swings on me once in a while."
"Mood swings?" Leia asked incredulously as she stepped back, hands on hips. "What do you mean mood swings? Why would I get mood swings the same time I get morning sickness?"
"I dunno. The Force can be cruel sometimes. Unless there's someone out there who was too lazy to make you have the symptoms of pregnancy at two different times so they just conglomerated them together," he added with a grin.
"Yeah, like that is what it is," Leia responded with a roll of her eyes.
Han moved forward to try to kiss her, but she pulled away.
"What?" Han asked.
"Do you really want to kiss me right now? How about I brush my teeth first?"
"Oh, sure. I'll go put the kid to bed. See you in a minute," he said with a wink.
Han went into the "living room" to try to set up the couch for Ty, but he saw that Ty was already asleep. His heart went out to the poor little boy, and he grabbed a warm blanket to drape over him. He hoped fervently that they would be able to find a permanent home for him in the near future.
Han looked once more at the boy who lived the life he once had, and stepped through the curtain into his and Leia's bedroom.
