TheRealLeia – Yeah, I like the image too.  Well, I don't think there would be any problems at three months, but I sadly know that little fact as well, 'cept I learned it from Friends. Sad, huh?

Dovasary – Yeah, they are pretty much wrapped up in their own world. Hopefully they don't ignore him too much, though.I'll try to keep it up!

From-Heaven2Earth – Thank you! I can relate to people looking at you weird from laughing so much. Welcome to my life. ;) Hopefully it continues to be funny!

Thejedistarfiregrayson – Thanks! Well, Ty doesn't have Jedi powers, so he wouldn't be able to be a Sith. May the Force be with you!

Mousewolf – Thank you! Here's some more right here!

Chapter 47

The rest of the afternoon and night went by quickly and leisurely, and the next morning came abruptly. Han and Leia were both gradually pulled from a contented sleep, awakened by the incessant droll of the chrono's alarm. Today there would be no jaunts to the fair, no fooling with the press: today was a workday. The Alliance had to function somehow, and the couple could hardly be kept from doing their part.

Han was jolted from his sleep first, as he did not sleep as deeply as Leia (a result of his days as a smuggler), but that did not mean that he was ready to go to work. He hated the sound of that alarm, and he fought the reality that it represented, pulling a pillow over his head in defiance. He was considering grabbing and throwing the malicious device across the room, but just as he reached to his side, grasping futilely for the apparatus, Leia stirred next to him. He felt her shift so that she was balanced on her elbow (months of this practice had left him very knowledgeable of what she was doing beside him), and heard her speak softly.

"Han, I don't think that covering yourself with a pillow and destroying the chrono is going to keep the agency from needing you today," she admonished.

"Or maybe it will," he countered, burying his face into the sheets.

"C'mon, I'll help you get up," Leia assured, pulling the protective pillow from atop his head.

"Hey, why'd you do that?" he cried.

"So that I can do this," she said, pulling his face toward herself. She kissed him softly, and then tenderly brushed his tousled hair from his eyes. "I have to admit that I like what you did with the reporters yesterday. It was much better than what you did last time."

"What, you mean pull the blaster on them? I could hardly do that in front of the kid. Kissing you was a lot better than making threats anyway."

"And don't forget it, Mr. Scoundrel," she demanded. She kissed him again, hugging his body to her slightly swollen one. He deepened the kiss, running his fingers through her hair. He turned to her neck, pressing his lips to a pulse point, and made his way up to her nose. He was just about to press his hand to her belly, when Leia spoke.

"Han, are you by chance trying to keep me from going to work?" she asked as she pulled back slightly, already knowing what the answer was.

"Yeah, so what?" he replied. "You started it, anyway."

"I was just trying to make a point, not get fired," she claimed.

"You were just trying to make a point, huh? Well, that makes me wonder about a lot of our marriage," Han joked. "Can you even get fired, anyway?"

"Not in the usual way," she conceded, reconsidering his idea. "Well, I guess I don't really have to go to the senate today."

She returned to his arms, and laughed as he turned his amorous attention to her ear.

"Now I'm never going to go to work," she declared.

"That's the idea," he mumbled.

Leia chuckled, and pulled his face back so that his lips were a centimeter away from hers. She rolled on top of him, and kissed him fervently. She kissed his scar, his nose, his eyes, and was about to kiss his lips again when the dreaded sound of a knock on their door was heard.

"Ignore it," they said at the same time.

They returned to their kissing, until they heard another knock and the muffled, annoyed voice of a little boy.

"Guys, get up! There's something cool on holovision!"

"Can't you just watch cartoons for an hour or something, Ty?" Han groused.

"No! You can't miss this! And we have to be at the agency in a half hour, Han!" Ty claimed.

"Welcome to the rest of our lives," Han said. "Kids, grandkids…"

"No, it's our lives for two more days. It's not for the rest of our lives until six months from now," Leia corrected.

"Well, we're going to have to make the best of the next six months, then," Han said, kissing her quickly and grabbing his robe. He tossed Leia hers, and the two of them stumbled out of the room.

"C'mon, look at this!" Ty said excitedly, motioning them over to the holovision. The screen showed Han bend Leia over for a kiss, and then the ensuing chase. Ty was visible in the corner of the screen, waving his hands and demanding attention.

"See, it's me!" he said proudly, pointing at his image.

"Yep, it sure is, Kid," Han said, annoyance fading at Ty's excitement. He tried to hear the commentary over Ty's excited squealing.

"General Solo has opted for a different approach this time, changing from threats of violence to kissing his wife and carrying her off into the sunset," a commenter said, altering the truth somewhat. It had only been mid-afternoon, after all. "His previous encounter with reporters left the people of the Alliance wondering if a breakup was in sight, but this only seems to reestablish Solo's love for his wife. Who knows what Solo will do next?"

Another commenter jumped in. "Who is that little boy to the right of the screen? Is he with them?"

"I am not quite sure. He may be the boy that they brought back from Corellia. You know, the boy who was the reason that Solo started his adoption agency."

"He's quite a rambunctious fellow, isn't he?" the other commenter surmised.

"That's for sure," Han said.

They made a few more comments, and then the screen turned to the image of a human male trying to jump across a gorge. Han turned off the holovision.

"Well, that was a lot less painful than last time," Leia declared.

"Yeah, I guess I won't be making threats anymore," Han replied.

"Okay, Han. Let's get ready for work!" Ty said cheerfully.

"You're crazy, you know that, Kid?"

"Yep. Now get a move on!" Ty dictated, shoving Han into his room.

"I sure hope our kids aren't like this," Han whispered to Leia.

"Oh, they'll act worse, Han," Leia said knowingly. "They'll act much worse."