GreatOne – Yes, poor Leia, indeed. I finished the story over at the JC, and I'm trying to get up the inspiration to go work on my other story. I'm happy that you liked this enough to re-read chapters!

Sweetdeath04 – No problem with not replying for a while. I have a problem with going a long time without replying, so I definitely understand. I'm glad that you think it's funny and still enjoy it!

HRHpadmeamidala – Yeah, I definitely take some liberty with Han's character in this story (at least in some chapters). I'm glad you thought it was sweet! I think that Han would be a good father, too. I'm not sure whether I mentioned twins in the last chapter or not, but we'll see about that.

ThePrincess04 – Thank you!

Chapter 24

The next day Leia brought the proposal before the Senate and it was passed unanimously. The Bengleys successfully adopted Ty, and Han was able to start planning New Alderaan's adoption agency. He was in the living room of their apartment, jotting down some ideas for the agency in his datapad when Leia entered.

"Hi, Han. How's the planning coming?"

"Um, well, okay I guess considering the fact that I've never done anything like this before."

"Can I see?"

Han shrugged. "Sure."

She took the datapad from Han, and read:

Adoption Agency:

Need kids

Need a place

Need money

"That's it, Han? This is all you've accomplished in four hours?"

"Yeah, well I said that I've never done anything like this before. How am I supposed to know what to do? There's not exactly a section on planning a business in the smuggler's handbook."

"Let me help you, Han," Leia said as she sat down next to him. "Okay, the first thing you need to do when planning a business is research other businesses. You need to study other successful adoption agencies in order to have a better idea of what you should do for yours."

"Study? No. No way. I ain't studyin' no businesses. I don't need to know what other people do, I need to know what I want to do."

"First you need to study other businesses," she repeated, a sly grin beginning to cross her face as she prepared to take flight. "Then you need to work on your grammar."

He tried to make a grab for her wrist, but she eluded his grasp by twisting to the right and running to the other side of the couch. He stood up and jumped toward her, but she ran back to the front of the couch, giggling. Han decided on an evasive maneuver, and jumped over the couch, grabbing Leia around the waist. She shrieked and tried to wriggle out of his arms, but he held her tightly.

"I ain't got no problem with my grammar, Princess," he said mock-threateningly.

"You seem to have never learned the rule of the double negative," she rebutted.

"What kind of a scoundrel would I be if I did?"

"A pathetic one."

"See?"

"But I happen to like nice men."

"No use trying that one on me, Your Highnessness. You've disproved that statement way too many times now for that to work on me anymore, and it didn't even work in the first place," he said, inching his face closer to hers.

"Your grammar was pretty good in that sentence, Sir Scoundrel."

"Who cares about grammar?"

"I don't. I happen to like a nice chopped up sentence delivered by my favorite scoundrel," she replied, finally giving in to him.

"I ain't gonna argue with that," he said as he kissed her.

After a few moments, she pulled away, smiling. "Save that for later, Han. You need to work on your business right now. You do need to sound responsible when you're talking to prospective clients. When you're talking to someone you don't need to sound like a diplomat, but you should at least attempt to speak properly. You need to cut out the 'ain'ts' and the 'don't need no's' if anyone is going to listen to you," she said seriously.

"But I can have poor grammar around you?"

"Of course, I wouldn't know who you were if you didn't speak poorly around me."

"One of these days, Leia," Han said, shaking his fist at her.

"Ooh, I'm shivering. Okay, your list was actually pretty good, if a little vague. We need to find a location, raise funds, and find children who need homes. Once we do that we can start finding a place for those children to live."

"How did I end up with such a beautiful, intelligent, and domineering wife?"

"You can thank an old hermit, a moisture farmer's nephew, two droids, and your father-in-law for that one."