"Leia! We get to go to Bespin even sooner! We won't be stuck on this ship!" I pulled out of his arms. Does he even hear what he's saying?

"Excuse me for a moment, Han." I said, turning around and then running out of the cockpit.

"Hey Leia." Chewie said as I ran around the corner.

I just looked at him and then replied meekly, "Hi."

"What's wrong?"

"We're going to be at Bespin sooner then we thought." I said, looking at him one last time and then quickly running into my cabin.

Chewie shrugged and then went to go and find Han.

"Hey cub." He said, sitting down with Han in the cockpit.

"Hey! Did you hear the good news? We're going to be at Bespin in 20 days not 60!"

"Yeah I heard. That's good news?"

"Of course it is. We're not stuck on this ship for an infinite amount of time. Why wouldn't it be good news?"

"Well, Leia didn't exactly think it was good news…" Chewbacca mumbled a low growl at Han.

"Why wouldn't she think it was good news?? She was the one that was complaining about being on this ship for a long time."

"I don't know. She didn't tell me."

"Oh, screw it. I'm through with her." Han said, turning around and facing the control panel.

"You're giving up on her? Cub, you're one of the only things she has left to live for. She loves you."

"No she doesn't. She's never told me she loves me."

"She'll tell you…when the time is right."

"And when's that going to be?" Han scoffed.

"Go talk to her. Please? Cub, do it for me. Do it for Leia."

Han sighed and then got up. "Okay. But you owe me one." He said, turning and walking out of the cockpit.

Chewbacca gave a smug smile and then leaned back in his chair. "No I don't. After this, I think that you'll owe me one."

"Leia?" Han lightly tapped on my door. "Leia can I come inside?"

I sighed and got up off of the bed, closing my diary. "Yes?" I asked, opening up the door.

"Hey, you're wearing my clothes." Han smiled and then pushed me aside, walking inside and sitting down on the bed.

"What do you want Han? Going to tell me some other 'good' news?" I sarcastically asked him.

"I thought that it would be good news. Why isn't that good news?"

I sighed and then ran my hand over the dresser, scraping off some of the dust that accumulated on it. "I just…I think that the sooner we get to Bespin, the sooner we're going to leave, and the sooner we leave is the sooner that you're going to go to pay off Jabba, and then…leave. Leave everything. Leave the rebel alliance. Leave the war. Leave…Leave me. Leave me behind praying every night that you would return and that you would come back to me… but deep down inside, I know that you'll never return."

I looked at Han, and he got off of the bed, walking up to me and stroking my hair. "Leia." He said, slightly smiling.

I just looked at him and then swiftly walked out of the room towards the fighter turrets (I forgot what they were called.) Han would never look for me there.

Han sat on the bed in the cabin. "Damn." He silently swore. He looked around the room and then lay down on the bed. "OW!" he screamed, sitting back up and then rubbing his back. "What the..." he asked, and then turned around to see what he laid on.

It was a little brown book.

Curiously, Han opened it up to the first page and read.

Dear Diary,

We're stuck on this ship for 60 days in this stupid bucket of bolts with some of the most infuriating people in the galaxy. First, there's 3PO, the golden droid, and let me tell you, he is one of the most talkative and ANNOYING droids that I have ever met. Then there's Chewbacca. He's not bad, but when he doesn't bathe, he gets smelly, really REALLY smelly. Then there's Han Solo. What can I say about him? He's infuriating. I'll tell you that. He makes me mad, really really mad. He's really handsome, I'll give him that. And…I just may love him. I think someone's coming. I better go. Goodnight. Sweet dreams.

Han's maybe lover,

Leia Organa

Han's face lit up in a huge grin and then put the book in his jacket pocket before leaving to go and find Leia.

First, he went to go and get some Caff from the galley. He got two, just in case he found Leia.

"Chewie!" He said as he walked into the cockpit. "Where's Leia?"

"Leia? I haven't seen her Cub. Last I saw her was when she was running out of her cabin, running up the ladder to the fighter turrets."

"Thanks." Han smiled and then started to climb the ladder. Chewie was right.

I turned around and saw Han walking up to me with some Caff. I tightened my grip on my knees as I brought them closer to my chest.

"I brought you some Caff." Han said, handing me the cup. I took it, and then drank some of it before setting it back on the ground.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

"Leia?"

I glanced at him and then looked back at the stars. "Hmm?"

"You don't want me to leave?"

I shook my head. "No."

He reached over and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me close to him. I let my legs straighten, and our legs entertwined together as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me near the wall where he was resting. I let my head and my long hair rest on his shoulder as he kissed my head and then whispered. "If you don't want me to leave, then I won't."

"Thank you." I smiled, and moved closer to him, closing my eyes and falling asleep.

Chewie, who was watching us (unknowingly), smiled and then turned around, descending the ladder and going to bed.

I sort of didn't know what to write about with this chapter. So yeah…I just wrote something, and this is what happened… Didn't have any ideas on this one… I know only 1 person reviewed this story, and I thank them. But I really wanted to update now. I thought that you people would review because of the whole Han with the bad dream about Leia thing... but I guess I was wrong... So there it is...

Anyways, please review this time!!!!

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Alexandra