Sorry that I haven't been updating this!!! I have a new rule that isn't that bad (at least I don't think so) Anyways! My new rule is that for all of my stories I have to have at LEAST 1 review per chapter. If I don't, then I won't update. I mean, it's not like it's THAT horrible, is it? Tell me if it's horrible. AND ENJOY!!!

Disclaimer: Don't Own Star Wars. If I did, there would be a whole lot more HanLeia scenes… and I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I'd be writing the script for the movie…

Why am I doing this?

This is crazy…

The wind was nipping at my skin as I shot through the air towards…well I really didn't know.

All I knew was that I had to save Han…that was all that mattered to me.

He loved me…I was pretty sure of it, and I was also pretty sure that I loved Han too. Wait! What are you saying Organa??? Then I saw a figure in the distance. Han?? As I got closer to the object, I jumped off of the board and started running towards the silhouette in the distance. "HAN???" I screamed.

"Leia…" They moaned.

"HAN!!!" I yelled as I ran towards him. He fell down onto the ground.

"What are you doing?" He mumbled as I cradled his head in my lap. I whipped off the snow flakes that had accumulated on his face and noticed the blue that was forming on his cheeks and his lips.

"Han, stay with me….please."

"Leia…I can't…" He reached up and ran his hand across my face before he dropped his arm to his side. His head rolled over to the side and his eyes closed.

"HAN!!!" I screamed, smacking his face. "Han please!! Please!" I continued to shake him. It was getting colder and that board was probably miles away by now. "Please…" I said, and then reached a hand up to my necklace.

The necklace that Han had given me.

I breathed in deeply and then let it out as I clutched it tighter. "Oh god don't die…" I said when I opened my eyes and looked down at him. "Please…please…" I put my ear to his chest. There was a faint barely audible heartbeat that continued to fade. "Please…I love you…" I whispered as the tears fell down my cheeks.

Han's POV

She loves me?

Yes, Leia Organa, the queen of all prissy pants loves me? I had heard it…

I had heard her admit it.

It was the only thing that I did hear that she said.

I have to open my eyes…the poor girl's crying. I opened my eyes a little and attempted to stand up.

"HAN!" She whispered in happiness. "You're awake!" She said as she pulled me into a hug. She squeezed me.

Squeezed me.

"We have to get out of here. I thought you were sick." I said. "That's why I went out to look for that stupid medicine."

"I know…" She said, looking down and coughing. "And I had this dream of you out here all by yourself in the blizzard looking for that medicine and then you said you were sorry."

"Well you're here. I'm here. We need to stay warm. What do you have?" I asked, trying my best to stay away so I didn't cause the girl anymore grief.

"I have your bag." She said, lifting it up in the air.

"Don't I have a blanket in there or a heat pack?" Leia rummaged through the bag.

"There are 4 heat packs, and one blanket with holes in it."

"Good enough." I said, grabbing it and then wrapping it around the two of us.

"My butt's cold." She moaned and I pulled her on top of my lap. It was actually very warm and comfortable. She wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head into my shoulder. I sat on two heat packs and then put one on Leia's exposed feet and then one in between our bodies.

"What else is in that bag?" I asked. "I forgot what I put in there."

"Ration bars…tissues…" She smiled.

"What?"

"This note." She said, pulling it out of the bag. I stared at her with scared eyes. That better not be what I think it is! I thought that I threw that away!!! She cleared her throat. "Dear Lovely Leia…"

"HEY! DON'T YOU READ THAT!!" I cried, attempting to grab it from her, but I didn't succeed.
"Why not?" She pouted.

"Because it's…you're not supposed to read that! It's not for you!"

"But it says my name on top of it! So I'm reading it!" She said, and then started up again. "Dear Lovely Leia, I am writing this to you because I think you are the most amazing and beautiful woman in the galaxy. You can make Darth Vader fall to your feet. You're beautiful and more damn brave and strong then I'll ever be. I can understand why Luke talks about you all the time. You're beautiful! Enough said. But I really wrote this letter to you because there's been something that's been tugging at my emotions ever since the day I met you. If I don't tell you this, then I will put myself through more stress then I'm already in. I love you.

-Your Scruffy Looking Han Solo" She said, and then stared at me as I turned the other way… "Han…"