Well Here we are again. I decided to update this chapter a day early! I needed some happy moments and I know you guys need some too! Here we go...ENJOY

Chapter Seventeen

He could hear beeping. Somewhere off in the distance Han could hear a steady beeping. He wanted to open his eyes but his lids felt tired and heavy. He could feel something warm pressed into his hand and he wanted to move his fingers and caress the warmth. Taking a deep breath he felt his chest expand with a full gasp of air. His chest felt sore, like the rest of this body. He tried to move slightly, but pain shot up and down his limbs. He focused on the beeping sound, he wondered if he could hear anything else. He tried to focus but he couldn't hear anything else, no voices or sounds of shoes tapping against the floor, just silence and the steady beeping. Deciding he would try to open his eyes first, Han focused all his energy into his eyes. His lids started to flutter open and then quickly blinked shut at the bright lights around him. Keeping his eyes closed for a few moments he tried to prepare himself for the bright light. Fully opening his eyes he looked up at the ceiling above him, the lights were shining right down on him and made him see sparkles of blurs.

Han took another deep breath letting the air fill his chest once more. The pain he felt was still there but was getting better with each breath he took. Feeling as if his breathing was under control and his eyes were adjusted to the light above him, Han slowly moved his head to the side and looked around the room. The bright white walls and the machines all around him, He knew the place immediately. He was in a med center, he was trying to remember what had happened but his memories seemed a bit blurry. He tried to focus and suddenly it came to him. The man with the blaster, the man pointing it at Leia and the shots going off. He remembered it all, even remembered feeling the shots hit against his chest as he pushed Leia out of the way. Feeling the warmth against his hand once more, Han looked down to the hand that was grasping his so tightly. Her dark hair was spread out around her face, he could just barely see the side of her face with how she had her head laid against the side of his bed. She looked like she was asleep, but he couldn't be sure. He thought about calling to her but his throat felt dry and he wondered if he would be able to speak. He squeezed her fingers softly and waited for a response. Leia's eyes quickly fluttered open and she let out a small sigh. Han squeezed her hand once more, still not able to find his words. Quickly sitting up, Leia looked over to him. She smiled brightly, seeing that his eyes were open and he was finally awake.

"Han!" She said, leaning in close to him and kissing his face. He winced at the contact, he was still so sore.

"Leia…" He whispered out, his voice was horse and rough.

"Shhhh don't speak. Just look at me." She said cupping his face and looking down into his eyes. Han smiled at her softly, happy to just stare up into her beautiful brown eyes. "I should call the medic." She said trying to pull away, but Han grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

"Stay…" He pleaded with her. Leia nodded softly and kissed his cheek as gently as she could.

"Just for a minute. The medics need to know your awake." Leia explained to him softly.

"Ok…" Han simply nodded, he was in no shape to argue with her. Looking up to her face, there was something different about her but he wasn't sure what it was. Leia's fingers gently ran over the top of his forehead, gentle touches. Her touch was warm and loving, it made Han's eyes slowly close back shut. It was a familiar and caring caress that Han remembered very well. Late nights together, simple days together, Leia's touch had always been so soothing to him.

"Don't you think about going back to sleep hot shot."

"Never…" Han smirked. Leia smiled once again and looked up and towards the door. Han glanced upwards at her and caught sight of a mark above her left eyebrow. It seemed to be healing but it was a wound no less.

"Did a shot hit you?" Han asked his voice still so raspy and quiet.

"A shot?" Leia questioned.

"The blaster…did he get anymore shots off?" Han asked, remembering the mans face in his mind.

"Shhhh…" Leia whispered to him, running her fingers over his head once more. "He didn't have a blaster…Don't worry right now. All you need to worry about his getting better. I should get the medic."

"He had a blaster…" Han said not understanding how she couldn't remember that detail.

"Han…." She sighed, her worry increasing as she stared over at him. Her left hand slowly came up to cup his face, a glimmer of light catching Han's eye.

"Leia…" He whispered.

"What is it?" she asked him.

"You're wearing a wedding ring?" He quickly asked her, not just any wedding ring, she was wearing HER wedding ring. Leia laughed softly and stared at him in confusion.

"Did you want me to take it off?" She questioned with a smile. Wondering just how out of it Han was.

"I…I'm not sure what's going on."

"Shhh you don't need to worry right now. I need to get the medic." She said stepping away. It was then that Han saw her long hair was in braids, messy braids but braids. Her hair had been short? Hadn't it? He stared at her in wonder.

"Leia?"

"What is it Han?" She asked stopping at the door and looking back to him.

"Are we married?" He asked quickly. Leia smiled at him and offered him a small nod.

"The medics said you might not remember, but I didn't think you'd forget me." Leia laughed.

"I'd never forget you." Han quickly corrected. Stepping back towards his bed, Leia smiled and leaned in to place a simple kiss to his lips.

"We're married…You can't get rid of me that easily…" She said a small smirk playing on her lips. Han was in a daze, was he truly back home? A home where his wife was alive? What happened to the other world he had visited? Was it even real? "I'll be right back…" She said leaving the room. Han looked around and tried to find other signs. Leia said there hadn't been a blaster…did that mean he had stopped the detonator from killing Leia? He didn't have much time to debate it before he heard the door slide open.

"Aww General Solo, good to see you're awake. Your wife tells me your having some memory problems?" The medic said stepping beside Han and taking his vitals.

"I'm not sure…"

"Not to worry, you've been through quite the ordeal. You're a lucky man General Solo. Not many could survive a blast like that. I think it's safe to say that Ambassador Organa Solo wouldn't have been as lucky if you hadn't blocked her." The medic explained. Han's eyes moved back to Leia's, almost begging her to come to his side. She understood the look of need and want that Han offered her. Leia nodded and quickly came to the other side of the bed. The medic continued to look Han over and check his wounds.

"You've been asleep for about a week General. Your body needed to heal and we needed to monitor your injuries." The medic explained. Leia took hold of Han's hand and ran circles over his palm.

"Are you alright?" Han asked her.

"I'm good." she nodded. Han lifted his hand up to touch over the cut above her eye. The medic caught his gaze and quickly answered for Leia.

"That was her only battle scar, you did a great deal of good. You saved your wife's life. Everything is looking good here. We will have to keep him under observation. The bacta needs to finished setting in." With that the medic walked out leaving Han and Leia alone once again.

"I was in a bacta tank?" Han asked.

"You were…They didn't know if you were going to make it Han. You scared me."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't know if I should be mad at you or not…"

"For what?"

"Saving me…you could have died." She reminded him.

"Better me then you…"

"Don't say that." She said kissing him once more. "I've never seen you move so fast. I honestly thought about pushing you away…but you blocked me before I could react. I was so scared I'd lost you." She whispered to him, snuggling up against his side. Han wrapped his arm around her as slowly as he could, his limbs still feeling sore and unused.

"I'm glad you're alright." Han whispered to her, looking down to her wedding ring. He'd never been more happy to see a piece of jewelry. He smiled and kissed the side of her head.

"Are you feeling ok now?" She asked him.

"I think so…"

"You seemed a bit out of it when you first woke up." Leia suggested and Han nodded. He had been out of it, he'd been out of it for a while.

"I think I was dreaming…It felt so real. I didn't know what to expect when I woke up." Han tried to explain to her, but it was confusing even to him.

"They made sure you were resting. The drugs might have triggered something. You scared me…" She said again, still snuggling close into his arms. It was very clear how scared Leia had been and just how much she had missed her husband. "Are you comfortable?" She asked, not wanting to put any unneeded pressure on his body.

"I'm good. I just need to hold you for a bit." He told her. "I thought I'd lost you for a while…" He said, his hands coming up to rub circles around her back. He didn't care if he was still sore, he needed to feel that Leia was really here.

"Sounds like some dream." She whispered.

"It wasn't anything I'd expect to see. You were different there, I was different."

"How did the story end?" Leia questioned, her voice sounding sleepy.

"We found our way back to each other."

"We always do." She whispered to him, closing her eyes.

"Yes, we always do."

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Leia quickly walked into their apartment and through down their things before running back out into the hallway.

"Be careful with him Chewie!" Leia said as the large wookie helped to bring her husband inside their home.

"I said I can walk! The medic said as long as I take it slow." Han tried to remind them, but there was no reasoning with them.

"We're not taking any chances!" Leia ordered. Chewie laughed and continued to help Han walk through the door and to the couch. Taking a seat on the soft couch, Han couldn't help but remember the last time he had been in this room, Or at least in his dream. He'd been drunk and grieving over his lost wife. And that's when the cloaked figure had appeared to him. He was still so curious on how a dream had felt so real, perhaps it was something he would never understand. Shaking his head, Han looked down to Leia as she helped take his boots off.

"I can do that." He tried to argue but she glared at him.

"You Han Solo are taking it easy and not moving or doing anything unneeded."

"Is that really necessary?" Han tried to argue but Leia stopped him with one look.

"You almost died!" She reminded him. "You need to take it easy, that's the only reason the medic released you. I need to make sure you sit on this couch or sleep in our bed."

"You gonna be sleeping with me?" He smirked.

"Han.." she sighed with an eye roll, walking away from him and towards the kitchen. Han laughed, at least he could still push her buttons.

"You feeling alright cub?" Chewie asked.

"I'm good." Han nodded. While he was no where near one hundred percent right now, he was feeling much better. Now if only he could get Leia to stop worrying about him. Not that he could fully blame her, he knew what it felt like to lose her now. He didn't wish that on anyone.

"You really scared her…The medics weren't sure you would make it."

"I made it home." Han smiled softly, knowing he meant in more ways then one.

"And you saved the Princess…" Chewie smiled.

"I did." Han nodded.

"Alright, I have soup and tea." Leia said coming back with a tray of goodies for her husband.

"I'm not sick." Han reminded her.

"No, but the medic said plenty of fluids until you get your strength back." Han sighed and grabbed for the tea, he'd go for some caf at the moment, but he knew the medic has said no caffeine until he was fully healed. And Leia was determined to follow each and every rule the medic had set. Han knew she was blaming herself for his injuries, in turn she wanted to help heal him as fast as she could.

"Is there anything else you need Princess?" Chewie asked.

"Oh gods no! It's late, you should get some rest. Stay in the guest room, there's no reason you should go all the way to the Falcon this late." Chewie nodded softly and bid them goodnight. Leia sat beside her husband, watching him sip his tea. Han chuckled and turned to her.

"You gonna watch me drink the whole thing?"

"Sorry…" She sighed.

"You should rest Leia…you haven't been sleeping."

"I'll sleep when you sleep."

"Leia…" He sighed.

"Shhh! I'm hear to take care of you."

"I know you are and I love you for it, but I need to take care of you too."

"You did that already." She reminded him.

"And I'd do it a thousand times over."

"I know you would…Han…" She whispered, leaning in closer to him and resting her head against his shoulder.

"I can't lose you."

"I'm here, you're here. We're together Leia that's all that matters."

"You have no idea what you did that day." She whispered out.

"Pretty sure I saved my wife. That was the plan." He said trying to get a laugh out of her, but she had been very serious over the last few days. "Leia?" He said, lifting her chin and meeting her gaze. "You ok?"

"Han…"

"What is it Princess?"

"I love you."

"I know you do." He smirked. "I love you too."

"I haven't wanted to worry you…"

"Why would I worry?" Han questioned.

"You have a lot going on and I want you to fully heal and get back to normal. I'm going to take more time off work and make sure you're taken care of."

"You don't have to do that."

"I want to." she nodded, looking down to her wedding ring and running her fingers over the cold metal.

"Something else?' Han asked, knowing she was keeping something from him.

"I don't want to worry you." She said again. "You won't." He promised her.

"You know how I was late that day?" She asked him. Han thought back to that day. He remembered waiting for Leia and talking to her on the com.

"Anything for you Ambassador. Did your meeting run over?" Han asked, fully noticing how delayed she was.

"I had something to do after the meeting, sorry. I'm done now." Leia explained.

"You had something to do…?" Han questioned.

"I did…"

"Leia? Talk to me."

"Han…" she breathed out. "I was at the med center." She started slowly. Han stared at her, waiting for her to continue. "You saved me that day." She reminded him.

"I know I did. I love you Leia."

"I love you too…You did so much more that day then you could even know."

"Ok?" Han said completely confused on what she meant and where this was going.

"Han…"

"Yes Leia." He smirked, she looked so nervous.

"I'm pregnant."

Han stayed silent just staring at her. Slowly a smile tugged on his lips. Leia's eyes were wide and she looked worried.

"You're pregnant?" He asked her. She nodded her head but stayed quiet. "We're having a baby?"

"That's usually what pregnant means…"

"Leia…" He said, his hands moving to cup her face. She stared up at him. "I love you so much." He said crashing their lips together. Leia jumped a little, surprised by his intense kiss.

"Han? I know we didn't exactly plan this…"

"It doesn't matter." Han smiled brightly at her, kissing her again. "I love you Leia."

"I love you too. Does that mean you're happy?"

"So happy Leia." He told her, holding her face close to his.

"You saved both of us…" Her hand ghosting over her middle.

"I guess I did. You're pregnant." He said again, not sure he was believing her words.

"I'm pregnant Han." She smiled so brightly. She looked so unbelievably happy in that moment, Han couldn't help but kiss her again. This is the world he was meant to be in. His dream had felt so real, but this was real right here. His wife was real and their baby was real. This is all he wanted. Whether his dream had been real or his mind playing tricks on him, this had truly been a Holiday Miracle in his eyes.


Next update Is the Epilogue! Thank you all for reading this story! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and It helped with all the sadness we are all feeling HUGS!