Leia went to sleep with anger and confusion at her brother. She wanted him to be happy for her. She wanted him to cry in surprise and say, That's wonderful! She didn't expect him to be worried for her. It took her a while but finally she went into a uneasy sleep. Her mind went cloudy as she fluttered her eyes shut. Soon a dream took over her brain. I was the most horrifying dream she had had in a long time. She imagined herself back at Alderaan with her father. He was dying slowly and painfully and there was nothing she could do about it. Suddenly Han Solo came out of nowhere. Leia begged him to help her father. He just laughed and watched as well except instead he had a grin on his face. She suddenly woke up with chills and sweat coming down her forehead. Han must have heard her break from her slumber for he was looking at her with fear. "Bad dream?" he asked her "Horrible." she said. Her voice trembled. "What was it?" he asked. "I can't tell you." she whispered. He smiled sadly. "It's ok. It was just a dream." "I know." she said and hugged him tightly.