Grandpa and Grandma Solo get a nice little surprise, when Jag calls. I know the timing is off but this one actually takes place two days before the first two chapters, and the next chapter will be the Solo's meeting the little Fel. Enjoy!

Princess Leia Solo watched hopelessly as her husband paced back and forth in front of her, anxiously waiting for the message back their son-in-law promised to send. Though Leia herself was nervous she was able to be the calming rock Han needed in a time like this. Han had already prepped the Falcon, packed their suitcase, and stored C3PO in the ship. Now all he was waiting for was the call.

Leia smiled fondly to herself remembering the rouge that left Yavin 4, to only return and aide in destroying the Death Star. She didn't believe that same man was the one nervously pacing around the apartment waiting for word on their next grandchild. A sad expression crossed her face, and Han picked it up immediately.

"What's wrong Leia? Did you feel something? Is everything alright?" Han stopped to crouch in front of Leia as she sat on the couch.

"Oh, Han. I just wish this wasn't the first time we sat waiting for word on a grandchild," A small tear ran down her cheek at the memory of Jacen's decision. "I wish they had told us. Prince Isolder knew, but I guess my Jacen was gone by the time Allana was born."

Han embraced his wife, stroking her graying hair, "I know, princess, I know. At least we got a few good years with her and she comes home from the Academy every once in awhile. It's not as if she's gone forever." Leia knew Han was trying to be comforting, but the words gone forever seemed to stick in her mind since both her sons where gone.

As if feeling the mood in the apartment, the holocomm buzzed. Leia let go of her husband just as he jumped to his feet and ran to the little desk. Leia stood up wiping the little tear from her cheek, and walked over to stand with Han.

"You ready?" He whispered as if he would disturb the little life light-years away.

"Ready." She said smiling as Han turned on the screen.

A miniature version of a worn out Jag Fel appeared with a faint blue hue surrounding him. His tiredness could not mask the amount of joy radiating from his face.

"It's a boy. Everything is okay, they're both doing fine." That was all it took for Han to let out a loud whoop! and for Leia to let out a sigh of relief.

"We'll be there in two days kid! We're already packed and ready to go!" Han yelled at Jag as he ran around gathering small things he might need for the trip.

"Congratulations Jag. Give Jaina and the baby our best. See you in a few days." "We'll do Leia. Goodbye." With that the little Jag disappeared into thin air.

"Leia! What are you waiting for! I said two days, not when the kid turns three!" Han screamed from the front door. Shaking her head at her husband's childish behavior, Leia quickly rushed to the Falcon barely able to contain her own excitement.

Sorry to those, who are still wondering about the naming process, that's the next chapter. Thanks for all the comments and questions!