Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.
Characters: Han Solo / Leia Organa-Solo
Rated: K+
Genre: Romance
It was late. Very late.
The day seemed to go on forever.
Congratulations flowed steadily since they had broken the good news over a late lunch.
Leia had known a bit longer of course, but she had told him in the morning, snuggled up, she breathed into his chest something about being hungry. He pulled her closer, asking her what she wanted. She replied something about eggs. That, however was not the significant part, it was the exaggerated "we" at the beginning that made his heart skip a beat.
Leia was steadily breathing beside him now. Careful not to wake her, he placed his hand low on her still-flat stomach. He felt his face split onto a wide grin he couldn't control.
"We." He whispered, still holding a hand on his unborn children.
"We."
