What was I thinking? I can't fix a ship. I can't even figure out which way my heart is telling me to go! Han must think that I'm useless! I should know how to fix a ship easy!

I mean, I've ridden in enough of them.

I decided to go and find Han to ask him what I should do.

No, never mind. I don't want to talk to him right now. He'll probably just ask me if I'm okay. I'll just go and work on some welding.

I sighed and then walked to one of the secluded parts of the ship, got out my goggles and lit the torch.

Han.

Han.

Han.

That was all that was going through my mind while I was welding. There has to be something to get him off of my mind. Sighing, I took off my goggles and then pushed some of the levers on top of it down and then started to turn the handle.

Damn!

It's stuck!

Maybe if I just try harder….

I tried again, but failed. Again I tried, but this time I felt strong hands wrapping around my back and on my hands, helping me turn the lever.

Han.

In anger, I shoved my body back, pushing him back into the wall. I can do it myself.

"Hey, Your Worship! I'm only trying to help!" Han said in defense.

"Would you please stop calling me that?" I asked, still struggling with the lever. It's just so stuck! And my hands are starting to hurt even more…

"Sure, Leia." He said.

"You make it so difficult sometimes…" I said, turning around and putting my wounded hands up to my mouth.

"I do. I really do. You could be a little nicer though. Come on, admit it, sometimes you think that I'm all right." He said.

"Occasionally, maybe, when you aren't acting like a scoundrel." I said. I do think he's rather fine sometimes though. When we're actually having a REAL conversation, Not fighting.

He took my hands in his and started to massage them.

"Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that." He said, slightly laughing.

"Stop that." I gasp at his soft hands, which I thought would be rough, wrapped around mine.

"Stop what?" He asked.

He is so stupid sometimes. "Stop that." I commanded again, "My hands are dirty." That was a lame excuse.

"My hands are dirty too, what are you afraid of?" he asks, leaning forward, backing me up into the wall.

"Afraid?" I ask, confused.

"You're trembling." He says in a whisper, moving his face closer to mine. Is he going to kiss me?

"I'm not trembling." I say in defense, trying to stay strong.

"You like me because I'm a scoundrel." He says, and I shake my head no. "There aren't enough scoundrels in your life."

"I happen to like nice men." I say, in a whisper, his face inches from mine. Is he really going to kiss me? That would be nice…

"I'm a nice man." He says, his face only an inch away.

"No you're not. You're…" I say, but he ends me sentence by pulling me into a kiss. I wrap my hands around his neck, pushing harder against his lips. I never thought that this day would ever come.

Then I hear something I wasn't really looking forward to hearing.

"Sir! I've isolated the reverse power flux coupling!" 3PO screams, delighted. Han turns slowly and icily from our embrace to the droid. Way to kill a mood 3PO.

"Thank you. Thank you very much." Han says in a death tone.

"Oh, you're perfectly welcome sir!" He says, and I turn and run the other way. Now is not the time to talk to him.

That kiss though…it felt so…so right. Like that was what was supposed to happen.

Don't think that Leia! I turn back into the cockpit of the ship, looking around and sighing in relief that no one was in here. Closing the door shut, I sit down in Chewie's seat.

What am I going to do about Han?

I mean, if I tell him that I even enjoyed that kiss, he's going to assume that I love him! And I don't like him!

Anyways, I don't have time to have a boyfriend. I have the entire rebel alliance and the fight against the empire to worry about. I don't have time for Han!

And anyways, even if I was even THINKING about getting together with him, he would still have to go and pay off Jabba, so he'd leave me.

He's probably never come back for me, and he'd just pray that I'd forget about him.

But what if… Hold on. What was that?

The same thing flew past the window and I got up to see what it was. All of a sudden, it landed with its big suck mouth on the window, letting out a screech.

"AHHHHH!" I scream, backing up and then running out of the cockpit. I need to find Han. That thing could kill us!

"I'm not really interested in your opinion Threepio." I could hear Han say as I ran up to him.

"There's something out there." I say, out of breath.

He took his goggles off. "Where?"

"Outside in the cave." I said, pointing my head in the direction of the ramp.

There was a grinding sound coming from outside, and 3PO says, "There it is! Listen! Listen!"
Han looks up and then throws his goggles down, "I'm going out there."

"Are you crazy!?"

"I just got this bucket back together, I'm not going to let something tear it apart." He says, turning to me and then grabbing an air mask.

"Then I'm going with you!" I scream, also grabbing an air mask and running outside.

I stepped onto the ground after Han. Weird. "This ground sure feels strange. It doesn't feel like rock." I say, hearing it squish under my feet.

Han was looking around for whatever made that sound. "There's an awful lot of moisture in here." He says.

"I don't know. I have a bad feeling about this." I said, looking around.

"Yeah." He responds, and then hears a sound. He quickly turns and fires at the animal. "Watch out!" He says to me. Stepping over to it, he responds, "Yeah. That's what I thought. Mynock. Chewie, check the rest of the ship, make sure there are no more attached, chewing on the power cables."

"Mynocks?" I ask, stepping away.

"We'll go inside and clean 'em off if there are anymore." He starts walking over to me, ready to take my arm and bring me inside when a bunch of mynocks come swooping down over my head.

"AHHH! HAN!! AHHH!!" I scream, putting my arms protectively over my head and then running towards the ramp.

Chewie shoots his crossbow, and the ground begins to shake again, causing Han to almost tip over.

"Wait a minute." I can hear Han say. He turns his blaster to the ground and then fires, causing the ground to shake more, and he falls back onto the side of the ship.

As he crosses over to me, he helps me up the ramp and then runs to push some buttons.

"All right, Chewie, let's get out of here!" He screams as the ship continues to move, and Han continues to run.

"The empire is still out there! I don't think it's wise…" I scream at him as he's running towards the cockpit.

"No time to discuss this to committee!" He shouts back at me.

"UGH! I AM NOT A COMMITTEE!" I scream back at him, as the asteroid pushes me into the side of the Falcon. So Han, back to how it was before? Where we yell at each other?

Great.

I run after him into the cockpit.

"You can't make the jump to lightspeed in this asteroid field!"

"Sit down sweetheart! We're taking off!" He says, and I am thrown into my seat.

The ship begins to move forward, and Chewie barks something.

"Look!" 3PO screams, pointing his gold fingers towards the entrance of the cave.

"I see it, I see it." Han says, pushing the Falcon even more forward.

Then I saw it. I silently gasped at the sight of jagged white stalagmites closing in on the entrance. Or exit. As we move forward, the entrance to the cave gradually grows smaller.

The ship continues to grow smaller, and Han thrusts on the throttle, sending the ship surging towards the gap.

"We're doomed!" Threepio calls.

"The cave is collapsing."

"This is no cave." Han says, not looking back at me.

"What?" Then I realized what it was. My mouth drops open at what I thought were stalagmites. They were actually giant teeth that were quickly surrounding the Falcon.

Han continued to thrust on the throttle, and we finally zoomed through the small gap that was there. We were free from that giant space slug.

But not free yet.