Ok chapter 3 finished. So things get a bit different between Han and Leia. Will Imperial and a Rebel kill each other or will they be able to live in some sort of temporary harmony? Well what are you waiting for, go read it!

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Chapter 3 – Two sides of war

Leia was sitting on her bunk, once again left alone with her thoughts. Commander left her cell only minutes ago and she had to admit she would probably be bored to death if he hadn't been there. They hadn't talked much, but he did bring her a breakfast which Leia appreciated very much. She had regained some strength and was now feeling more confident then a day before. She was curious why Darth Vader didn't pay her a visit yet. That's what she would have expected, but it was already her day 2 on board of Death Star and everyone seemed to have forgotten about her. Not that she minded of course. It wasn't like she was looking forward to all the questioning and perhaps even torture that was quite obvious in store for her.

The only one who in fact was giving her any attention was Commander Solo. Even the thought of him, made her confused and left her with a mix of feelings, she couldn't fully understand. She was usually very good at judging people and their personalities, but Commander was something completely different. Sure he was kind enough, but he was an Imperial and Leia told herself several times, that she mustn't forget it.

Han was accompanying Colonel Odio to conference he was about to attend. Colonel was telling him something that Han didn't even bother to listen and was thinking about other stuff. They had almost reached the conference room when a very young Lieutenant ran across the hall and came up to them just as Han was about to leave.

"Colonel Odio, Commander Solo" he greeted them.

"What is it Lieutenant?" asked Colonel with such serious expression on his face that Han couldn't help himself but smile. Colonel saw him and eyed him disapprovingly. Oh come on though Han, it wasn't like this meeting was a matter of life and death.

"I have an urgent message from general" said Lieutenant. "He changed his mind and is also expecting all Commanders to attend the conference."

"I'll be there" said Han and sighed silently. As much as he didn't like it, visiting senator Organa will have to wait.

The meeting was boring and it didn't seem the superiors would come to conclusion any time soon. And what was more, what they were so eagerly discussing had nothing to do with Han, or his job. It was about investing millions of credits in spacecraft factory on Kuat. Sure the investment might greatly benefit their fleet, but it really wasn't any of Han's business. He wasn't a part of fleet since his first year with the Empire. He started as a pilot, but superiors later took his fighter and banned him from his squadron. And all of it just because he modified his TIE fighter a bit. They were useless anyway.

After three hours of unproductive babbling Commanders were dismissed and Han left with the rest of them. Men who stayed continued their discussions, which meant Colonel Odio wouldn't come to Detention Block for hours. Han hurried down the hallways, took several turbolifts and finally arrived there. Guards didn't have anything to do and were even less eager to do their Job than Han was. Without a supervisor they enjoyed this rare occasion and were playing Sabacc.

"Wanna join us Solo?" asked one of them, not even trying to be official when superiors weren't present. Usually Han would naturally join them, but he just didn't feel like it and had other things to attend to.

"Yeah maybe later guys. See, Odio ordered me ...ughm… something and well I better get the job done if you don't want to watch him another month bitchin' around like a baby Krayt dragon whose mommy just left."

Men laughed. "You're the man Solo, you're the man" said the one who spoke earlier.

Han hurried and within seconds reached cell 2187. As he entered he was greeted by Leia's questioning look.

"Greetings your High and Mightiness" said Han and smiled when Leia rolled her eyes.

"Why commander, it is a pleasure to see you again" she replied and even though it sounded like a sarcastic remark, she meant it. "Don't get to accustomed to these meetings though" she added "I won't be here long."

Han was amused by the fact that she did her hair differently. Did his remark really make her change her hairstyle? It was just a simple braid, but it made her look quite different, less childlike.

"So honey, why are you here?" inquired Han and leaned on the well opposite to the bunk so he was facing Leia.

"First of all stop calling my honey. I am royal." She demanded and stood up, stepping closer and defiantly standing before him.

"Yeah royal pain in the ass" said Han giving her a mocking look. "So tell me why are you here? You're a Rebel aren't you?"

"Were you sent here to question me or what?" asked Leia angrily. "Anyway, you are just wasting your time with that question Commander. I am a Rebel and your boss knows it."

"Don't make me laugh your worshipfulness. Colonel Odio doesn't know anything."

"I meant Darth Vader, laserbrain" replied Leia.

"Honestly, I don't really consider him my boss, seeing I only saw him twice. But if you met him, I guess your crime must be really important to him."

"What crime?" inquired Leia acting completely outraged. "There was no crime and even if it was, how would you prove I committed it?" The problem was Empire could have proven her guilty and their methods of seeking confessions were widely known as unpleasant. She continued "What are you even doing here if it's in not what you were ordered?"

"Just enjoying your noble company" said Han and short after added "So you're a terrorist."

"I am not" she denied his statement, but Han ignored her.

"Have you ever killed a man?"

"No I haven't, but don't make me" she threatened.

"You wouldn't" he stated as Leia raised her eyebrows and put her hands on hips.

"Try me" she dared him.

"Okay" admitted Han. "Maybe you would. But I don't think you could."

"Oh really? I have been trained in material arts, combat skills, handling weapons, withstanding pain and did at least two hours of physical exercise every day."

"Well as far as my foot is concerned you weren't just taught how to withstand pain, but also how to cause it." Smirked Han. "So I'm not gonna push my luck. Friends?" He proposed, but got coldly rejected.

"There is no way we could ever be friends. Even if we by a miracle met in different situation, which is of course ridiculous, I would still hate you."

"You hate me?" asked Han, visibly hurt.

"Yes" said Leia confidently, but then realized she didn't. "No… I don't know. I should hate you." Han moved closer and lowered his face so he was standing right above Leia.

"And why is that so?" he asked quietly taking her chin gently in his hand. She didn't move away.

"Because…" her voice trembled "Because you are an enemy" Silence that followed was deafening, interrupted only be Leia's barely hearable, short gasps. She looked shocked and confused, but Han at the contrary confident and peaceful. Still, inside his hearth was beating just as fast as Leia's was.

"Why am I an enemy?" he asked

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Because I love your answers" he whispered and Leia started withdrawing.

"You…" she started and then paused. "You work for Empire. And I am a Rebel. It's a war and we are at different sides, parted by everything Rebel Alliance and I believe in and everything Empire and you are trying to force.

Later that night, Leia was lying on her bunk, trying to forget how uncomfortable she was. What was taking her father so long to get her out of here. Or maybe he didn't know what happened to her and was worried sick. This and many other questions were disturbing Leia's mind as she was shivering and trying to find the most comfortable position on cold steel bunk. She was also thinking about Commander. He was Imperial, but telling herself that over and over again didn't seem to keep her from believing he might be different. She knew what Imperials were like, far to much that she would have liked. She knew they weren't merciful, nor just. They would and they did kill men, women and children if they thought it necessary. But Han… Commander Solo is nice and thoughtfull and … was going through Leia's mind. He has no profit talking to me, he isn't even interested in Rebellion and … he is nothing how I would describe an Imperial, except that he is stuck-up, but that to be honest is quite charming.

Han was lying in his bed and was still thinking about Leia. She was stubborn and defiant, but most of all she had something Han believed was long gone. She had a will to change things, a will to make things better and her energetic appearance seemed to have a great impact of Han. What are you getting yourself into, Solo thought Han. He was more and more adoring young senator, there was no point in denying it. But he was already risking far too much. If Vader knew he was visiting her and talking to her, he would be lucky if he only lost his job. But if he actually helped her in any way, he would probably be killed. And Solo was the man who valued his life and was most certainly not ready to die.