I finally make it back to our veranda in the early hours of the morning, exhausted after everything that happened earlier. It has been a very long day for me. From my day at the Senate, to what happened with Han, the alley fight and the sudden appearence of my 'father'. I am just worn out physically and mentally. With a sigh I reach out to type in the security code but I just can't bring myself to go in.

I tremble slightly, remembering what I did to Han in a moment of fear. I knew he was hurt, and I dread what I will find in there. My hand shakes as I picture him flying into the glass cabinet, and I have trouble typing in the code. I breathe in and steel myself, then I unlock it and go inside.

I gasp in horror at what I find. Han is still lying there unconscious in a pile of broken glass and wood, Jacen and Jaina are sitting next to him crying and trying to wake him, I hear Anakin's screaming cries coming from the nursery. I immediately rush over and pull Jacen and Jaina away from the glass, then I turn and kneel down next to Han. Tears stream down my face as I examine his injuries and notice the blood on his back and arms.

"Mommy you hurt him!" Jacen screams at me in rage. Jaina trembles beside her brother.

"Go to your room Jacen!"

"No! I won't let you hurt daddy again"

"NOW, both of you!" Jacen and Jaina see my eyes and back away in fear, both of them in tears. Normally this would break my heart but Han needs medical attention and I don't care about them right now. They sob and take off running to their room leaving me alone with my husband. Anakin still screaming in the nursery.

I put my fingers on his throat and sigh in relief when I feel his pulse, then I search his body for injuries. Tears run down my face as I notice the blood on his back and his arms. Force what had I done to him? I get up and retrieve some bandages, bacta and a pair of pliers, then I set to work on his injuries. I rip his shirt off and use the pliers to pull various glass shards out of his wounds, then I treat them with bacta and apply gauze and bandages. Once I have dressed all of his wounds I gently lift him with the force and place him on the couch. Then I kneel down on the floor next to him and stroke his face, my tears landing on him as I do so.

I keep replaying what happened earlier. Han had done absolutely nothing to me, what I did to him was heinous and undeserved. I sob over him and vow never to hurt him with the force again, even as the vision flashes through my mind. No, it will never happen I tell myself. Sniffling I sit up and wipe the tears away with the inside of my arm, then I kiss Han on the forehead and get up to go into the nursery.

Anakin's screams resound through the house and his face is red from crying. I move over to his crib and gently lift him into my arms, cradling his tiny head against my shoulder. I smile at him through my own tears as I hold him, knowing he was crying because he sensed his fathers pain. Such a powerful connection....he will make a great Sith one day, as strong as me, maybe more so. My son will be vital for the future of our Empire, he has such a great destiny ahead of him. I rub his back gently and send waves of comfort through our bond. Anakin finally stops crying and hiccups into my shoulder. I kiss him on the cheek and put him back in the crib, tucking him in before I leave.

I walk back over to Han and sit beside him. He is still out, but he is breathing steadily and I know he will be okay. I hold his hand as he slumbers, my spirit uplifted after holding Anakin. I stay by his side for several hours fighting to stay awake, but I'm just too tired.

I'm awakened by a groan coming from beside me. Strange, I don't remember falling asleep. I rub my eyes and glance over at the chrono, seeing that I've been asleep for a couple of hours, it's still dark though.

"Ow!" I quickly look over and see Han trying to sit up.

"HAN!" I move over and embrace him tightly, crying into his shoulder. He hugs me back looking perplexed, "Don't move Han, your back is injured".

"Yeah I kind of noticed" He hisses in pain and I gently push him back down on the couch. He trys to reach a glass of water but isn't able to do so, I get it for him and bring it up to his lips, holding it while he sips. I sit the glass back down and meet his heartbroken gaze.

"Why Leia?" Tears go down my face as I stare into his broken eyes.

"Han..."

"Why?"

I throw myself into his arms and sob uncontrollably. I try to speak but I'm unable through the sobs and whimpers. Han holds me as I do, rubbing my back and letting me cry on his shoulder, giving me time to compose myself. I love him so much...

"I'm...so...sorry" I manage to get out through the sobbing. Han nods as he holds me against him and I break into another round of tears. He continues holding me whispering in my ear as I fall apart in his arms. It was unforgivable, I had hurt him so badly. I am nothing but a monster.

"I...I had a vision of Alderaan....and Vader when you touched me". As if that justifies throwing him across the room with the force. But he nods in understanding.

"I'll understand if you want me to leave" I whisper. He pulls me tighter into his arms, not bothered by my hiccups and tears.

"Sweetheart there is nothing you can do that would make me want to leave you. You are my life, my heart and soul. I forgive you Leia". I weep into his shoulder again, force what did I do to deserve such a man?

"I guess I'm stuck with you nerfherder" I manage to choke out.

He answers with a searing kiss.