"Here she comes, Chewie." Han said, running back up the ramp. "Just stay calm buddy. Stay calm." He said, fixing his hair.

'Cub, if I was any calmer, I'd be DEAD.' Chewie growled, and Han rolled his eyes.

Leia walked up the ramp and greeted Han and Chewie. "Hello Chewie, Hey Han."

"Hey princess." Han gave a wave, and then took her hand and walked her into the kitchen.

'Like she'll ever love him.' Chewie laughed, and then walked into the cockpit, working on some of the infinite modifications that needed to be done.

"I made soup and nerf steaks." Han said, pointing to the table, which was neatly made out. He even had put some beautiful red roses in the center. "You actually did make the food." Leia said, looking very impressed. Han liked the look and showed her to her seat.

"Eat." Han half commanded, pointing to the steaks. "Please?" She laughed. "Okay, Okay."

Don't say anything that will offend her. You don't want to blow this Solo. Don't blow it!

"So, um… Leia…. What's going on with the imperials?" Han stuttered. What an idiot Solo! What kind of question is that? You're blowing it Solo… BLOWING IT!

Leia looked at him. "I never knew that you were interested in that kind of stuff." She looked very amused.

"Yeah, but..."

"I thought that you were leaving the alliance." Leia said, setting down her fork.

"Well I uh..:"

"And I thought that you were leaving because of the price that the bounty hunter put on your head was too high."

"Leia, I…"

"Han, you know what? I don't care anymore. Thanks for the food, but I'm going to leave."

"WAIT! LEIA, NO!" Han screamed, and then ran out and blocked her from running down the ramp.

"What do you want from my Han?" Leia asked.

"I want…you to be happy."

"And I'm happy? What are you, the happiness committee or something? Because I don't remember you being happy. You do want to pay off Jabba, but I don't see you running over and paying him off, and then running back to help us out." Leia said.

"Leia I…"

"Sorry Han. I just don't get what you want from me. I just don't get it." Leia said, turning around and then running down the ramp.

Chewie came out from the cockpit. 'What happened cub?' He asked.

"I don't know. It's nothing really. I guess it's just a girl thing." Han said, sadly leaning up against the side of the Falcon.

'Are you sure you're okay?' Chewie growled.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Go outside and try to fix the lifters on the roof. I'll be up in a minute."

Chewie nodded, looked at Han one last time, and then grabbed his tools and went down the ramp.

"I want your love Leia. That's all I want is your love." Han sighed, and then ran outside to join Chewie on the roof.

Later…

"Leia!" Luke screamed, catching up with her. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Leia said, looking back at the controls.

"Leia…" he said, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Luke, I went to dinner with Han, and it didn't turn out right."

"You agreed to dinner? Well what did Han…" Luke started, but Leia walked away.

Back with Han and Chewie…

Han was doing some frantic welding on the lifters of his baby, the Millennium Falcon. He finally finished and whiped the sweat off of his head. He hopped onto the hangar floor and pulled out his comlink, all the while eyeing the problematic lifters.

"Okay, that's it. Try it…" Han said to Chewie. Chewie flipped a switch and then Han started to scream as the Falcon spits up sparks. "OFF! OFF! TURN IT OFF! OFF!!"

Smoke starts to rise from a minor explosion on the lifter.

Angry and Exasperated, Han surveys the new damage that the Falcon did to herself.

Luke ran towards a row of speeders, but stops at the rear of the Millennium Falcon, where Han and Chewie are desperately trying to repair the lifter. He looks up at Chewie, and Chewie gets off of the Falcon, standing next to Luke on the Hangar ground.

"Chewie, take care of yourself, okay?" Luke asks Chewie, who puts his arms around Luke and gives him a tight hug, causing Luke to laugh.

Han was arguing with a repair droid about the lifter when he saw Luke. "Hey kid." He said, rather sadly, before turning back to the droid. "There's got to be a reason for it. Check it at the other end. Wait a second." He then turns back to Luke.

"You all right?" Han asks him.

"Yeah." Luke responds, but still concerned about what Han did that made Leia so mad... or is it sad?

"Be careful." Han said, warningly.

"You, too." Luke smiles, then waves and walks away. After a few steps, he stops, turns around and looks back. Han glances at him, and Luke starts to say something, but no sound comes out of his mouth. Shaking his head, he smiles again and runs towards the speeders.

Distraught, Han continues to work on the ship, wondering if Leia will ever talk to him again.

With Leia…

Alarms were sounding everywhere in the hangar, and Leia quickly started to brief the group of fighters on the mission in the center of the hangar.

"All troop carriers will assemble at the north entrance. The heavy transport ships will leave as soon as they're loaded. Only two fighter escorts per ship. The energy shield can only be opened for a short time, so you'll have to stay very close to your transports."

One of the fighters spoke up. "Two fighters against a Star Destroyer?"

Leia decided to ignore that question and continued, "The ion cannon will fire several shots to make sure that any enemy ships will be out of your flight path. When you've gotten past the energy shield, proceed directly to the rendezvous point. Understood? She asked.

They all agreed.

"Good luck." Leia said, running out of the hangar towards the commmand center.

"Okay. Everyone to your stations. Let's go!" Another commander screamed as Leia ran away.

A while later…

The base was getting attacked, and the rebels were going down quickly. Han knew he needed to get Leia out of the base, and fast. He decided to run into the command center. It is in ruins, but some people are still at their posts.

As he enters, a cave-in almost obliterates the small room. He finds Leia and 3PO near one of the control boards.

"You all right?" Han asks, worridly.

She nods, surprised to see him, but then changes her tone. "Why are you still here?" She spat at him.

"I heard that the command center had been hit." He said.

"You have your clearance to leave." Leia said, turning back towards the control boards.

"Don't worry. I'll leave. First I'm going to get you to your ship." Han said, stepping over the debris, and over to where Leia stood.

"Your highness, we must take this last transport. It's our only hope." 3PO said, hurridly.

"Send all troops in sector 12 to the south slope to protect the fighters." Leia said to the controller on the other side of the room.

A blast rocks the command center, and 3PO is thrown backwards into Han's arms. Han shoves him out of the way and then the loudspeaker says, "Imperial troops have entered the base."

"Come on…that's it." Han said, still worried. Leia, looking very exhausted, lets Han grab her and start to lead her out. As they run out of the center, a code signal can be heard echoing off of the ice walls. "K-one-zero…all troops disengage."

"Wait for me!" 3PO screamed at Han and Leia, trying to move as fast as he can.

With 3PO lagging behind, Han and Leia race through the crumbling ice corridors. A loud explosion is heard in front of them, and Han turns and protectively turns and grabs the princess, pulling her the wall as a tremendous cave-in blocks their only path.

Han gets up and takes the comlink from his pocket.

"Transport, this is solo. Better take off, I can't get to you. I'll get the princess out on the Falcon." He grabs Leia by the hand and pulls her down the corridor.

"But…But…But…. Where are you going? Uh…come back!" 3PO screams at them, turning around and heading after them.

Han and Leia run towards the entrance of the main hangar where the Falcon is docked, with 3PO still lagging behind.

"WAIT! WAIT FOR ME! WAIT! STOP!" he screams as the door closes in his face. "How typical." He says, exasperated. The door reopens, and Han reaches out, pulling the droid in. "Come on."

Chewie, who is standing under the ship, looks delighted to see Han and Leia running towards the ship, so he runs up, followed by Leia.

"Hurry up, goldenrod, or you're going to be a permanent landmark!" Han screams, running up the ramp.

"Wait! Wait!" 3PO screams, finally making it on board.

Han is desperately flipping switches, and Chewie watches a troublesome gauge.

"How's this?" Han asks Chewie, and he barks a negative reply.

"Would it help it I got out and pushed?" Leia scoffed at him.

"It might." He shot back. Here you go Solo, back to your old days of fighting. That dinner didn't do anything.

"Captain Solo, Captain Solo…sir, might I suggest that you…" He starts, but Han interrupts him with a devastating look.

"It can wait." He says.

They move to the cockpit, where Han flips some more switches.

Leia watches him very impatiently.

"This bucket of bolts is never going to get us past that blockade." She argued.

"This baby's got a few surprises left in her, sweetheart." Han says, looking out the cockpit window and see a squad of stormtroopers rushing in.

Han quickly straps himself into the pilot's seat and Leia into the navigator's chair.

Chewie comes running in. "Come on! Come on!" He screams at him. "Switch over. Let's hope we don't have a burnout." A laser then hits the window near Chewie, and he quickly pulls back on the controls and the first stage of engine fire is heard. Han turns and gives Leia a huge grin.

"See?"

"Someday you're going to be wrong, and I hope I'm there to see it."

Han ignores the comment and looks at Chewie. "Punch it!" He screams, and the Falcon's main engines blast out everything in the ice-cave as it shoots into space.

Looks like I'm stuck with him again. Leia thought, relaxing in her seat. But maybe this man isn't that bad. Maybe…Just maybe…