A/N: And here's the next part! Sorry for the bit of a wait, there. Hope y'all enjoy!

That pretty much ended the whole diplomatic envoy to try and convince the Terrissians to join the New Republic

That pretty much ended the whole diplomatic envoy to try and convince the Terrissians to join the New Republic. Thankfully, the mission actually turned out to be successful as it was discovered – a little after the fact, in Han's opinion – that it was the hotel's fault for Luke's condition. In their guilt, the Terrissians even agreed to a few concessions that Leia would have thought to be impossible to gain.

Apparently, the reason that the pindi shrooms had been extinct was that they'd been found years ago to have serious adverse affects on Jedi. The stuttering scientist who'd explained it all to a severely displeased Han and Leia had said something about it being something in the Jedi's blood that reacted badly with something in the shrooms. Unfortunately, not much more than that was known, although they did say that the effects should wear off within a standard week or so.

In the meantime, Han and Leia were a bit uncertain exactly what they should do with Luke. Because one of the effects of the shrooms was that he wasn't going to sleep at all for the next several days. They were advised to keep a close eye on him as when the 'high' wore off, he would fall into a deep sleep, almost a state of unconsciousness, for several hours. Han didn't think his temporary answer of stunning Luke with his blaster would go over as a long-term solution. And he didn't even mention it to Leia, seeing as how he was back to trying to squirm his way into her good graces again.

After much arguing, they finally decided to take away all Luke's weapons and tools and keep him confined to his cabin on the Falcon, and in their own apartments once they got back to Coruscant. Leia was faced with the task of canceling all her brother's appointments for the next week, and the only excuse she could come up with was that he was 'ill'.

The trip back to Coruscant wasn't too bad, and it only took a day anyway, so Luke didn't seem to get too upset that they wouldn't let him out of his cabin. In fact, he seemed quite happy to stay there if one of them stayed with him so he could babble at them endlessly about every single nonsensical thing that came into his head. The Solos quickly learned to take turns in that duty, as there was only so much of that a sane person could take.

Han and Leia had both worried that Luke would use the Force to let himself out, but his Force skills seemed to be a bit muddled along with his senses. The trouble began on their third day back in their apartment on Coruscant. Luke suddenly declared that he had a mission and started trying to leave. Nothing Han or Leia could say would convince him that he needed to stay put and he even started to get a little angry with them for not letting him go.

Leia ended up having to cancel most of her own appointments because it was becoming a full time job just trying to keep Luke in the damn apartment. She worriedly sent the children to stay with Winter and they spent the next two days frantically interrupting all of Luke's escape attempts. Obviously, his Force skills were coming back a little sooner than his wits were.

Which was how they'd ended up in the situation they were in now. Luke was lying on the floor between the two of them, unconscious, and Leia was glaring a hole through Han again. Rather, she was glaring at the blaster in his hand.

"I cannot believe you shot him again, Han! Are you insane!?"

"Leia, he was out on the balcony about to start climbing towards the roof! What did you want me to do!?"

"Ohhh, this whole mess is insane, that's what it is. I can't do this anymore, I'm losing my mind," Leia groaned. She turned away from Han, both hands rubbing at her temples as she could feel a vicious migraine begin to pound throughout her skull.

"Aw, sweetheart. I know it's been hell, but-" Han started. He couldn't stand to see Leia in pain or upset. "It's only one more day. We just gotta keep tellin' ourselves that. One more day. Luke'll probably wake up tomorrow and be his old self and he'll wonder what the heck happened to his week," Han said, trying to encourage her with a familiar lopsided smile.

Leia half-turned back towards him, and couldn't help the little giggle that escaped her. "You know he's going to be so embarrassed by all of this, don't you?"

"Oh, I'm counting on it, your worshipfulness. This'll be blackmail material for years to come," Han said with a wicked grin.

"You scoundrel, you," Leia said affectionately. She gave a heavy sigh. "I'm really sorry to have put all of us in this position."

"What have you got to be sorry about? This is not your fault. It was those damned Terrissians, not doing their proper research, that's what caused this."

"Yes, but if I hadn't insisted that Luke go along, then none of this would have happened," Leia said, and sniffled a bit guiltily.

"There was no way you could have seen this one comin', Princess," Han said softly. "Don't blame yourself. How many times has Luke gone on a mission like this with you and nothing happened at all?"

"Actually…not that many. He really seems to attract trouble," Leia said with a little frown at her slumbering twin. "Maybe I should let him stay on Coruscant from now on," she said wryly. She glanced back up at her husband and gave another sigh. "You know what the worst part of this is?"

"What?"

"This is the first time in ages that you and I have had so much time to spend together and all we've been able to do is baby-sit Luke."

Han's libido immediately perked up at his wife's words. They'd not even had the time to kiss each other for the last six days, much less anything more intimate than that, and it had been a very long time since Han Solo had gone more than a day or two without intimacy with his wife. He gave a quick glance down to where Luke lay senseless on the floor and then raised his gaze to Leia's face. By the gleam in her eyes, he could tell she was thinking the same thing.

"He's, ah, probably going to be out for at least an hour," Han said casually.

"Uh-huh," Leia agreed.

"So-ooo, if you wanted to, you know, go to the bedroom for a bit and, uh, do some other stuff…" Han said, his words trailing off as Leia's gaze intensified.

"You'd better be in there and naked in the next five minutes, flyboy," she growled.

"I can be there in three," Han said and they both took off at the same instant for their bedroom.

Fifty-three minutes later, Han was feeling pretty damn good. He and Leia were lying side-by-side on their bed, big silly grins on their faces as they stared up at the ceiling. Han reached out to grasp her hand, squeezing it gently in his.

"I love you, your Royalness," he said softly, as he turned his head to look at her.

"I love you, too, you pirate," she smiled back. "I guess we'd better go check on Luke."

"Remember, sweetheart, just one more day. One more day and everything'll be all back to normal. Just regular people trying to drive us crazy, not your Jedi Master brother," he said and leaned over to kiss her tenderly.

"Right," Leia sighed.

"Tell you what. Why don't you take a little nap? I'll go get Luke, put him back in the guest room and then I'll sit and listen to the motor mouth for a while."

"Oh, Han, would you? You're so sweet," Leia said gratefully.

Han grinned at her in delight. He'd just scored major bonus points towards the next time he did something really stupid. Getting up, he grabbed his pants and pulled them back on. He bent over Leia to give her one more kiss before sauntering back to the living room.

And then his heart completely stopped beating for a moment or two. His bonus points were about to be used up right now, because Luke was nowhere to be seen.

TBC...