a/n: Hello again everybody! Thanks again for your wonderful reviews. I'm glad that people are truly enjoying this story. Here's chapter 3.

Arlan and Sia had truly outdone themselves. Being two very eccentric individuals, Han wasn't really surprised when he saw the extensive list of activities scheduled for the week. He was impressed, but not exactly excited to spend his one week away from the rebellion doing things that he could do on base. That opinion changed when realized that Leia was also in attendance.

Observing Leia in a normal human-like activity such as eating or sleeping was always a rare occurrence. It was even more rare to see her enjoying herself, so for Han, the hike was a completely new experience.

The activities were divided among the floors of the hotel, starting with the tenth, where most of the wedding party was staying. Han and Leia were in the third and final group, significantly smaller than the other two.

Han was waiting in the hallway, striking up a simple conversation with the man who had introduced himself as their guide when Leia exited her room.

She was wearing boots, very typical of herself, but the rest of her outfit was anything but. Her pants were fairly standard, but they were a deep emerald green and she wore a white, sleeveless top. On her back was a small pack with two water bottles and what Han assumed were her other hiking essentials, whatever they may be. It was odd to see her look so relaxed. He wondered what she was thinking.

Leia looked at Han with the same confusion. His normal bloodstripes had been abandoned for a pair of jogging pants. Since when did he jog?

Of course he jogs, she thought. No one just looks like that.

The guide was enthusiastic and talked for most of the trip down to the trails, but once they actually started hiking he was quiet in order to let the guests 'enjoy the sounds of nature.'

Han suddenly leaned over to Leia for the first time since he greeted her that morning in his underwear. "This is a satellite. Does he know there's no nature?"

Leia laughed at that, earning her a pointed glare from another guest who was clearly trying to enjoy the nature.

They spent most of the hike in silence or making jokes about the other guests. At some point they created a persona for the woman who had glared at Leia. Her name was Helena and she was very adamant about bird conservation throughout the galaxy.

The satellite was specifically designed to be the perfect temperature for lounging, which was a little warmer than Leia thought it needed to be. Eventually, it started to get hot on the trails. The sun was beating down.

"It's almost as bad as Haituk, huh?" Han said, dodging an artificial tree branch.

"Not quite," Leia answered. She suddenly got very anxious. "I hope they're okay."

"I'm sure they are, Leia," Han offered sincerely. "They're a smart group of people. They'll be okay without you for a few days."

The use of her actual name caught her attention and they stared at one another for a moment before Leia took off down the trail once again. For the first time, Han noticed her hair in a single, simple braid down her back.

The group arrived at a gorgeous lookout that provided a view of the many resorts cast across the artificial moon. It wasn't a large place compared to some of the giant planets that Leia had been to, but it was beautiful. The lights glowed even in broad daylight, and the whole city seemed to gleam the same color.

"It's not very big," said one patron of the resort, again whom neither Han or Leia had ever met.

The tour guide chuckled. "Yes well, that's one way that we've been able to avoid Imperial control."

Han felt Leia tense next to him. He nudged her hand so that she would look at him, and mouthed "They'll be okay." She still seemed uneasy, but she felt a little bit better, even if Han's words actually meant nothing.

The rest of the day went by without incident. Dinner was a bit strange, some kind of stew that Leia had not heard of. Not bad, per say, but not great. Han hadn't enjoyed it.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure that Chewie makes better stew than that," Han said, punching the "12" button on the elevator. "And he usually sticks his whole paw in the pot at some point."

"Remind me never to eat the stew that Chewie makes."

They both laughed as the elevator lurched upward. They rose only one floor and the elevator stopped again. People were getting on and off the elevator all the way up to the twelfth floor of the bustling hotel. Leia hadn't been worried about someone spotting her, but now that she was in such close quarters with strangers, she pressed closer to Han to avoid being recognized. Around the eleventh floor, everyone else had gotten off, but neither Han nor Leia moved. He looked down at her.

"Your dress is beautiful," Han said. He wasn't even trying to flirt; it was obvious. She had changed into a yellow sundress that had clearly been made on Alderaan. It had the same radiant glow as everything else from the planet.

Leia tried to open her mouth to remind him that their agreement called for 'no blatant flirting,' but all that would come out was a small "Thank you."

Just as she thought she was going to lose her mind and kiss him in the elevator, the doors dinged open.

"After you," he said calmly.

Leia unlocked the door to her room and placed her things down on the small desk. Just as she was taking her hair down from the elaborate braid that she had put it up in to avoid the heat, something slid under the door. She picked up the note delicately, as if it would hurt her.

I had fun today. Dinner was nice. Thank you for agreeing to spend time with me over this trip. I think I would've been bored to death on that hike without you. I've decided to get up for breakfast tomorrow. If you could just knock again, that would be great. Thanks. -HS

Leia rolled her eyes and smiled.

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