I stretched my arms wide and yawned. I rubbed my eyes with the tips of my fingers and then turned my head to the side before opening my eyes.
I saw Han sitting there in that disgusting chair.
"Han??? What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Aw, Leia…you know you can never keep a captain out of his own bedroom."
"But…but I locked the door!" I protested as he stood up and started walking towards me. "Han Solo! Do not ever walk in while I'm sleeping again. Now leave." I said. I watched his hand cup my face and bring it up to his. "But…I could let you stay a little bit longer…" I let my sentence hang and then drop as I kissed him. We started to make-out, my hands searching his hair and his hands rubbing my back. I let go and we both started heavily breathing. "I love you…" I whispered.
"Loved you all my life." He smiled and then went down to kiss me again when…
I shot my eyes open and sat up straight in bed.
It was just a dream.
I looked around the room and it was exactly how it was when I fell asleep.
No Han.
I rubbed my eyes and then headed towards the fresher. I had to resort in using Han's strong smelling conditioner and shampoo and his nasty soap and fowl smelling deodorant. After changing into some more of Han's clothes that were just lying around, I slowly made my way to the door.
Should I go out?
Or should I just stay in.
My eyes wandered to the three full boxes of ration bars in the corner. I certainly had enough food to last the entire trip, but I guess it would get kind of boring eating the same thing everyday for every meal.
I sighed and then opened the door. I zipped open and I stuck my head out and into the hallway. I looked right, and then looked left.
No one.
Thank god.
I stepped out, but then got thrown back into the bedroom. I looked up after brushing the hair out of my eyes at Han Solo.
"HAN!!" I screamed.
"Look Your Worship!" He started to yell at me as I stood up. He started getting closer to me and I started backing away from him. "You have NO authority to take my bedroom, and to…" He looked up and down my outfit. "Steal my clothes!!! Leia, you don't KNOW how furious I was with you last night! You don't know at all! Now you better start treating me nicely this trip, or else I'll…" I had fallen down onto the bed.
"Han…" I interrupted him. "Stop." I whispered. "Please stop."
"Aw come on, Leia…" He started. "Look, I'm sorry. I'll go and try to not burn the food this time, okay?"
"No…" I shook my head. "No…I need something else."
"What?" He bent down next to me, placing a hand on my leg. "Whatever it is I'll get it fo…" He started, but I stopped him by smashing my lips against his.
Han talks way too much…