Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.

Characters: Han Solo / Leia Organa-Solo

Rated: K

Genre: Parenting

AN: I always imagine a comm being like a iPhone. That just seems cooler then what they can actually do.


She hated meetings like this.

But she knew better then to enter one without an exit stategy. As if on cue, her comm buzzed, vibrating across the conference table. Picking it up idely, she turned it over, finding her message icon blinking rapidly; Han.

Glancing up at the current speaker who was now redfaced from shouting, she opened it.

When are you home?

That's a good question. She thought, this meeting was starting to circle, I can probably escape.

Soon. We're not going to get anywhere here today. She replied quickly.

Almost instantly, a reply came. Good. Hurricane Anakin strikes again.

I'll be late.