Hey Fictioners! Long time no see!

How is everyone?

I've been missing Han and Leia lately - It's taken me a while (a very long while) but I might be over my hiatus ;)


The house was a wreck.

Han stepped gingerly across the chaos which covered the front landing and followed the sounds of arguing into the living room.

"No! No Ani! No Ani! No!" The tear-stained face of his three-year-old daughter met his gaze. She was marching in place, pointing to his youngest son who, completely oblivious to the torment his was causing, was making his way slowly across the room.

"Jaina! He's fine, he just wants to see you!" Leia's exasperated voice came from just around the corner.

"No! Ani! No!"

"He's allowed to be on the floor Jaya! Please, honey, just let him be."

"Momma! No Ani!" Another wave of sobbing wracked her small body.

"Hey, what's going on? Come here, sweetheart." Han scooped a wailing Jaina into his arms and held her close, soothing her. "What's wrong, Jaya?"

"No Ani." she sniffed and buried her face in her father's neck.

"You okay?" He turned to Leia. "What's all this about."

"Oh my gods." Leia leaned against the banister of the large sweeping staircase, and ran a hand down her tangled braid. "I have no idea. But I'm glad you're home."