Chapter Eleven

Han sat quiet on the Falcon, sipping his caf and staring off into nothing. His mine was far too cluttered to think or see clearly. He'd slept for hours and hours. The hooded figure hadn't been lying when he said Han would need rest. Han had been exhausted and mentally wiped out. For the first time since Han arrived in this weird and new world he hadn't dreamed. He figured he was mentally too drained to dream of anything at all, especially Leia. Leia. His mind drifted to her now. Her tear stained face was all he saw as she closed her door and left him to put the puzzle pieces together. He had begged and wanted to see what had happened between them and now that he had, he wasn't sure what to do. They seemed like such different people in the visions he had seen, so cold to each other. And the things they said to each other, Han had no idea how to fix them or how to change it. His mind drifted to the baby. Leia had been pregnant in this world, but they had lost the child. Han's heart constricted at the thought. He thought back to their early days as a couple, after Endor in his world. They were just so happy and in love, he han never had a problem with Vader. He would have never judged Luke or Leia for where they came from, it was very clear that he was much different from this world's Han.

He wondered about the what if's in his life. What if his Leia had gotten pregnant at that time. While it would have been a shock, Han knew he would have been happy and supported Leia and the baby, together as a family. He smiled at the thought of raising a child with Leia, things would have been so different in his world. None of this would have happened. He wanted so bad to take this Leia away and prove to her how different he was and how happy they could be. He couldn't blame her for being cautious, not after everything she had gone through. He didn't even blame Luke, why wouldn't he want to protect his sister from someone like Han Solo.

Hearing someone entered the room, Han glanced up and found Chewbacca staring down at him. Cocking his head to the side, Chewie raised his arm up and pointed at the caf.

"Caf?"

"Yes." Han nodded.

"No whiskey?"

"No, I need a clear mind."

"What happened? You didn't say much when you came back to the ship?"

"Leia and I talked…"

"That all you do? You were gone all night?" Chewie asked.

"Probably shouldn't talk about it. Seems it didn't mean anything." Han sighed.

"She say that?"

"Yes." Han nodded.

"Can't really blame her."

"No I can't." Han sighed. "I remembered some things and Leia said some things."

"Oh." Was Chewie's only answer.

"I was horrible to her…"

"You weren't amazing. I know you hurt her."

"I know I did. But I'm different now."

"You seem different, but that's a lot of hurt to get over."

"It is…Did you know about the baby?" Han asked. "You told me after she …after she lost it."

"Right." Han nodded, his heart constricting once more.

"You were upset if that helps…"

"What?' Han asked.

"You are upset about losing the baby, but I'm afraid you didn't handle it well. You pushed Leia away and…I mean you guys had been fighting for weeks before that. It was all bad timing…"

"Right…"

"Han?"

"What is it?"

"Why did you go back to her? You were so set on never seeing her again. You didn't even let me talk about her. You wanted to completely forget her, and now you want her back. I can tell you're trying to get her back, why now?"

"I miss her…I'm not that man I was back then." Han quickly said. Han was determined to show and share the difference between that man and who he was now.

"No, I don't think you are." Chewie said cocking his head to the side. He had noticed so many differences in his friend, it was interesting and confusing. He wasn't sure how Han could have changed so fast. But the truth was he had changed and Chewie could see that.

"I thought maybe we could move forward after last night. But I don't think she wants that."

"You don't know that. She's still healing. You left scars on her heart cub."

"I know I did. But…It wasn't me!" Han bit out.

"It was." Chewie added, Han stayed quiet not wanting to disagree with him right now. "You'll find a way to fix it, you always do."

"This time is different, everything is so different."

"Can I assume we'll be staying on Coruscant for a while?" Chewie asked.

"I think so, I can't just run away from her now. Even if she doesn't want me."

"She wants you, she probably still loves you cub. You and the Princess were special, you just got messed up along the way."

"You sound so sure." Han smiled softly, appreciating his input.

"I'm a positive creature." Chewie said with a light laugh. Han nodded softly, before standing up and moving back to the cabin.

"I need some time to think." He said, sliding the door shut once again. Chewie sighed, he felt sorry for his friend but he understood the Princess's feelings. It was a messy situation and he only hoped his friends could find peace together.

—-


Han sat on the bed and rested his head against his palms. He breathed in a slow breath, images of the night before running through his head. The way Leia's lips felt against his and the way she sighed his name over and over again. The feel of her warm skin under his touch and the way she felt sleeping against his body. Last night had indeed been perfect, he only wished it had stayed that way.

"You seem upset? You wanted to see the past." The cloaked figure reminded Han, as Han looked up and glared at him.

"This world isn't what I wanted! This Han isn't me! How am I meant to win her back after everything that has happened?!"

"You wanted Leia alive and well! She is alive."

"But she's alone and she…The things that he said to her."

"You said…"

"That was not me!" Han reminded the figure.

"In this world it was. You better accept that if you are to win her back."

"I don't know if I can win her back." Han sighed. His heart was giving up, he didn't know where to go from here. Not after seeing everything he had saw. He'd hurt her, this Han didn't deserve someone like Leia.

"Losing confidence?"

"I want her to be happy." Han said simply. "Maybe that doesn't involve me in this world, maybe she'd be better without me. She can go marry that other guy…mat or whatever the hell his name was. Maybe he'd be better for her." Han said, tugging at his hair.

"Hmm you believe he makes her happy?"

"I don't know. I just don't want her alone. She barely even see's Luke. She shouldn't be alone. I never wanted her alone. I want her happy and in love…even if…even if that's not with me."

"A selfless thing to say."

"Well it's the truth. Leia is all I care about. She deserves the Galaxy. She deserves much better then what this world has given her."

"Hmm. Time will tell Captain Solo."

"You can't tell me how this will end up?"

"I do not predict the future. It is too changing. It has caused problems in the past playing with future events. The force will guide you…"

"What Force?! I'm not a Jedi."

"Clearly…" He huffed out. "But the Force flows through us all, it surrounds you especially when you are around your Princess."

"Are you a Jedi?" Han asked him and the figured stayed quiet.

"I must go now…"

"Can't even give me a tip on what I should do?" Han tried.

"Keep trying is my only advice for you." He said simply, as his figure slowly disappeared away and from Han's vision.

"Thanks for the tip." Han sighed. "Leia…how do I get you back?" Han whispered to no one but himself. Closing his eyes, he focused on how Leia had felt in his arms the night before, and the smile that had graced her face.

—-


Leia heard the chime on her door and looked up from her spot on the couch. She wondered if it was Luke. She wasn't expecting anyone. She turned to a nearby mirror and looked over her face. Her cheeks were red and her eyes looked puffy. She had spent most of the day in tears, locked away in her bedroom. She knew she should have stopped things with Han, but part of her missed him so much and he felt so different. This Han that had come to her office and met her at the Gala, he seemed so much different then he had years ago. She wiped over her face, hoping she looked alright to answer the door. Palming the door open, she was surprised as she stared up at her guest.

"Princess." Chewie nodded slightly.

"What are you doing here? Is Han ok?" Leia quickly asked.

"He's fine. Resting…May I come in?" Chewie asked, Leia quickly nodded. In that moment she was very happy that her Shyriiwook wasn't rusty. Leia slowly stepped further into the room and watched as the wookie followed her.

"What can I do for you Chewie?"

"I wonder if you could listen to me for a brief moment?"

"Of course…" Leia nodded softly, wondering what he was hear to say. They stared at each other for a few moments, neither moving or speaking.

"Han doesn't know I'm here."

"Ok…"

"He would probably object to this conversation, he prefers to do things on his own."

"I remember." Leia nodded.

"He's changed Princess…I can't explain it but he's not the man he was back then."

"Chewie…"

"Let me finish. I know he hurt you. I know he did. But he seems so different, like he was never that man. He's much better." Chewie said softly. Leia only stayed quiet and looked down to the ground. She didn't know what to say to that. "No one should tell you what to do and I know things were hard for you…he treated you poorly."

"He did…"

"But he does seem different?"

"Yes he does…But I can't be sure he won't go back to that man. To the man that didn't want me."

"He's been fighting hard for you."

"Chewie…"

"I don't expect you to forgive him Leia."

"Good." Leia nodded.

"But I want you to consider he's changed, maybe he's different…I just want you and Han to be happy."

"I know you do, You're a good friend Chewie."

"I try…"

"Can I get you some caf or tea?" Leia offered. Chewie smiled and shook his head.

"No thank you Princess. I just wanted to stop for a quick chat."

"Well.. It was good to see you…"

"It's always good to see you Princess."

"You too Chewie…"

"You'll think about what I said?" Chewie asked.

"I will." Leia nodded softly.

"Get some rest Princess." Chewie said, not directly commenting on her appearance but knowing she looked exhausted. Leia nodded and watched as he turned to leave. She tried to take a deep breath but her chest felt tight. She wasn't sure how she should feel, if she should listen to what Chewbacca had said or ignore it completely. It was all too much. Ever since Han walked back into her life. It had all been too much.

—-


Han heard the footsteps coming up the ramp before he saw anyone.

"Hey Chewie! Where'd you run off to?" Han called to his friend, grabbing yet another cup of caf.

"Hi…" He heard from behind him. Han quickly whipped around and stood quietly staring at Leia. She stayed silent as well, just staring at him. Her eyes looked tired and he wondered if she had been crying all day. He hated the thought of not being there to comfort her.

"Hi…" he managed to whisper out.

"Can we talk?"


Bit of a filler chapter for you but of course it was needed. New chapter coming soon!

Side note I saw Rogue one...Anyone else? Can't wait to share the next chapter with you guys!