Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.
Characters: Han Solo / Leia Organa
Rated:K+
Genre: Hurt / General
Pain coursed through her again. The ever constant ebb and flow of raw emotions. Anger. Regret. Frustration. Longing. Hatred.
Half collapsing against the wire-racking in the medical supplies storage, she caught herself, breathed deeply; reaching for a medpack.
He stood watching her. Praying to every God he had never believed in; on behalf of a woman he barely knew.
So much death. Too much pain.
He watched her rip open a sterile bandage with her teeth, hands shaking slightly, watched her inject her thigh with a strong stimulant.
Feeling compelled to go to her, hold her, heal her; he turned away.
It wouldn't do either of them any favours. He had to leave. He had himself to worry about.
