Oh no.

This can't be happening.

"Han? Han, sweetie?" I asked him as I started to shake his head. "Wake up!" I screamed and then got up and ran to the cockpit.

"Chewie!!!" I screamed.

Chewbacca growled at me, and 3PO said, "Chewbacca says what?"

"It's Han! He's unconscious on the floor! Hurry! Please!" I screamed, running to get a first aid kit and then kneeling back on the ground next to Han's body. I dabbed some ointment onto his gash after I cleaned up the extra blood on his face and his hair.

Chewie growled something at me.

"What?"

"Chewbacca says you should probably take him to get a shower so you can get the blood off of his hair."

I nodded. "Good idea. Help me getting him to the fresher." I said to Chewbacca, who picked Han up and carried him to the fresher. "Thank you."

He growled something to me and 3PO was about to translate, but I said, "Never mind. I know what he said."

I turned on the fresher and was about to help Han into it when I realized I had to take off his clothes.

Take off his clothes.

Take off Han Solo's clothes.

Its okay, Leia. You love him.

I took off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. I then removed his boots and his pants. It took me a little while to have the courage to take off his pants. Why am I so afraid to do this? I love him!

After I got him cleaned up, I re-dressed him and laid him down on the bed. I took one last look the man I love, and then left the room.

"Mistress Leia!" 3PO cried.

"Yes?" I asked the golden droid.

"The enemy ship that was attacking us has left. We were able to outrun it. We are now on our normal course, and should be there in 58 days." He said promptly before turning around and then hobbling away.

"Thanks." I said half-heartedly. Leaning up against the door frame of my cabin I gazed at Han. Oh how I wanted him to be awake and well, hugging me and telling me that everything would be okay.

I didn't know how long I was standing there, but the next thing I knew, Chewbacca was behind me, tapping me on the shoulder and telling me that it was time for dinner (thanks to 3PO's translation.)

"I'll be there in a minute." I said, and Chewbacca growled and turned away, returning to the galley.

I sighed and looked at Han one last time. "Goodnight Han. I love you. Sweet dreams." I smiled and then closed the door to his cabin.

5 DAYS LATER

Han still hasn't woken up. I'm learning Chewbacca's language and am pretty much fluent in it.

Everyday that I see him lying there on the bed, deeply breathing every 30 seconds, feels like a step away from him. I feel like I'm losing him.

So there I was, watching the stars go by, drinking a cup of Caff. I had changed into more comfortable clothes…Han's fighter pants and shirt. (It was an old pair that Chewie said I could wear.) I don't think that Han would have minded if I wore his clothes anyways. I wanted him to awake.

I wanted him to awake so badly. I sighed and bit back tears again. My long hair drooped down and fell gracefully on my shoulder. I didn't have the courage or time to fix my hair today. How much I have done for that man…it's amazing. Chewbacca thinks that I'm working too hard for an unconscious man.

I smiled thinking about how handsome he was. I brought my knees up to my chest on the chair I was sitting on.

"Leia?" A familiar voice asked from the entrance of the doorway. "Chewie says I should come and see you." They mumbled.

I sharply turned my head and my face lit up. "HAN!" I screamed, setting down my cup of Caff and running to give him a hug. "Oh Han…" I said, tears of joy filling up in my eyes.

"I thought I lost you!" I said, stroking the back of his hair. "Oh Han…" I whispered, and then kissed him. "Han…" I said, after breaking away from the kiss.

"Leia." He smiled, and then he fell.

"Watch out!" I warned him, catching his big body. "Why don't you go lay down?"

"I would like that a lot." He mumbled, and I helped him limp back to the bedroom.

"There you go." I said, letting him relax onto the bed.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"How about Corellian Ale?"

I laughed. "No. I don't think that that is quite the best thing to have in your condition."

"My condition?"

"Yes. You were knocked unconscious while the ship was being attacked. You have a big gash on your head. You were unconscious for 6 days!" I practically screamed.

"I don't remember that." He said, rubbing his head.

"I cleaned you up, helped you take a shower, and put a bandage and ointment on your gash…"

"What?" Han mumbled, lying more onto the bed. "What did you say?"

"I put bandage and ointment on your gash."

"No, before that."

"I helped you take a shower?" What was he getting at? I didn't under…Oh. I had to undress him to help him take a shower.

"You helped me take a shower?"

"Yes." I mumbled, turning a shade of red… I could feel it.

"I feel…really….tired…" Han said, yawning.

"Well, go to bed. I'll wake you when dinner's ready. Good night Han. Sweet Dreams." I smiled and then gave him a kiss before leaving the room.

Han grinned and then pulled the covers up. "I'll have sweet dreams about you sweetheart. My guardian angel. The love of my life. My…." Han said, and then instantly fell asleep.

I think I made Han and Leia admit that they loved each other too soon. I guess its okay though. I think that there will be about 7 parts to this, because 60 days is a lot.

Anyways, review please!!!