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.