For those of you that have been reading this story, I have made a few changes. You do not need to re-read the last chapter, but I took this beginning scene from the last chapter and made a few very minor changes. So this update is sort of a tease but I promise I am working on the rest!


Han had lain down next to his wife while she slept after changing her back into the old sweatpants and sweatshirt and tucking her into the bed. He didn't feel comfortable leaving her alone at the moment. Nearly three hours had passed and Han was nearly asleep himself when he finally felt Leia stirring next to him.

Her eyes opened slowly, and she squinted to get used to the light. "What time is it?" Her voice wasn't much more than a whisper. "Is it time for the interview soon?"

Han reached over and took her hand. "Well, sort of," he replied. "Actually, they've already been here and gone."

"What? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Trust me, I wish I hadn't. You don't remember anything?"

"I don't think so."

"They came, they took some pictures of me out on the balcony, she asked you about how we first met, you told her how unromantic I am and then decided to mention how great I am in bed."

"What?!?!" Leia yelled, first unbelieving, but then a look of horror came over her, and she gasped and cupped her hand over her mouth. "Oh, gods. I do remember."

"Yeah, it wasn't pretty. Mind you, I didn't so much mind what you were saying, just who you were saying it to."

Leia moved her hand to cover her eyes in an attempt to shield herself from the embarrassment. "Oh, Han, I'm sorry. What if she prints that? And what if you had left us alone and hadn't stopped me when you did? Oh, gods, I was about to talk about your – "

Han put his hand up and interrupted her, "I know. You were also advocating the taking of some shirtless photos. There's still time, you know. Maybe you can convince her to get me posing in the cockpit on the Falcon in my bathing suit."

"It's not my fault!" She yelled, echoing one of Han's favorite phrases. "If you hadn't been playing Corellian doctor and making me mix drugs and alcohol none of this would've happened."

"Hey, you didn't tell me you were going to take more medicine. I was just trying to be helpful."

"Oh, what a disaster. You see? This is why I can't get sick. I really don't think this article is a good idea."

"Sweetheart, don't you think it's a little late for that? We talked about this. You left it up to me."

"Obviously I wasn't thinking straight. Nothing should ever be left up to you to decide for yourself."

"Look, I'll admit that maybe the situation isn't ideal, but I can't just back out of it now. Besides, don't you like the idea of the whole galaxy knowing you're married to the sexiest man alive?"

I thought it only mattered that I knew that, Leia thought. "I think Rena's gushing is going to your head."

"You're the one who told me that she was just doing her job, and I shouldn't suddenly think that every woman was flirting with me."

That was before I saw the tall blond gawking at my husband and I started raving about his manhood. Leia sighed heavily, shaking her head. "Fine, let her finish writing her damn article. Just don't expect me to go out and buy hundreds of copies to show you off."

"Why would you need the magazine? You get the real thing every day." He leaned in and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Enjoying the warm gesture and wishing she were well enough to enjoy something more, she responded sarcastically, "You mean you'll still come back to this tired, haggard princess once you become famous?"

He leaned in close, looking deeply into her eyes and waited a moment before he finally spoke. "We'll see."

She slapped his arm a little harder than she meant to.

"Ow!"

Shrugging her shoulders, she replied, "Sorry, all of this pent up frustration has to be taken out somehow."

She let out a sneeze and Han handed her a tissue from the bedside table.

"Will you be all right here alone while I go to meet Rena?"

"I'm not a child, Han. I don't need a babysitter."

"Well, I'm afraid that maybe if I leave you alone too long you might call up Rena and give her a play-by-play of our honeymoon."

"Wouldn't you love that."

"No way, sweetheart. Some things need to stay just between you and me." He winked at her and brought his hand up to rest against her cheek. "Do you need anything before I go?"

"Actually, now that you mention it, could you do me one little favor?"

"Name it."

"Could you make me a sandwich or something? I'm starved."

He smiled. "I thought you'd never ask."


Finally fed and feeling slightly better after yet another nap, Leia rolled over to find herself alone in her bedroom once again. Stretching her arms over her head, she noticed a piece of flimsy sitting on the table next to her that read:

Left to meet Rena, I'll be back soon. Comm me if you need anything.

-Sexiest Man Alive

Feeling slightly annoyed that this whole event wasn't over yet, and even more annoyed that Han seemed to have started enjoying the whole idea, Leia fell back against the pillows and threw her arm across her face.