Star Wars: Can't Without You

Last Night Reminded Me . . .

  Leia woke up in her bed. She didn't remember coming here last night. She and Han . . . they'd been dancing. Minutes, hours. She forgot how long, only remembered that she wished it had never ended. He must have brought her to bed.
  Smells of a wonderful breakfast were floating from the kitchen and Leia went to find Luke cooking up nerf sausages and Corellian hotcakes. "Morning, sis. Breakfast's ready."
  Leia sat down, took a bite of her hotcakes, tried to stop thinking about last night.
  "Are you alright after . . . you know, after the whole thing with Isolder?" Luke sat down in front of her and ate his own sausages.
  "Yeah, I'm alright. I don't really care about it, anyway."
  Luke just nodded, staring at her.
  "What?"
  "Last  night. What happened? Han was here." His gaze went to the living room. Kriff! He was using the Force! "You were dancing. With him. Leia, are you okay?"
  Leia was about to keep up the lie, but, instead, she found herself confessing, shaking her head. "How could I be so foolish and let Han go like I did. I just accepted Isolder's proposal like I actually cared for him. No, it was all for Alderaan. And Alderaan is gone."
  "So, you really do love him." Luke didn't ask. He knew. The look on Leia's face said it all.
  "And I had him last night. He didn't leave. We didn't argue. Or bicker for that matter! I feel like I should have said something, told him the truth."
  "He already knows the truth."
  "I don't know what I would have done, though."
  "Perhaps, you would have asked him to stay, maybe proposed, said yes to his proposals. Why, Leia,why do you always do this to your guys' relationship when he comes back?"
  "I don't know!" Leia shook her head, tears leaking from her eyes. "I'm hopeless when it comes to love. I don't know what I'm doing. I never do. I just can't keep Han, can I? I only know how to push him away. What do I do?"
  Luke didn't say another word, didn't know what to say. He just kissed his sister's head and left her alone.

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  Leia sat on her bed with her legs curled up under her. She longed for the feeling of Han's arms around her again, to dance with him around the living room, to feel what she felt that night.
  She eyed the clock briefly. In a quarter of an hour, she was supposed to be meeting with Isolder for a date at a Hapan restaurant. She was planning to formally break up with him then. Dressing this nice hadn't been her idea. Personally, she would have gone with sweats and head back for bed as soon as possible. But, Luke had insisted on this tight-fitting, brown dress, her usual braided headband, and her finest make-up. Her lips were colored a nude, dull but bold and beautiful color and her eyes were outlined with black eyeliner. Her eye shadow was also nude, bringing out the color of her eyes.
  "Leia," Luke knocked on her door. "Somebody's here." She followed her brother to the door. He opened it and quickly stepped aside so Leia could see him standing there, a big bouquet of white arralutes in hand and dressed in his usual home planet uniform. "Good evening, Your Worship."
  "Han!" Leia threw herself into his arms. He laughed, returning the embrace. "What are you doing here?"
  "I told him he needed to talk to you again," Luke told her. "You really don't need to talk to Isolder. Hapes gets the idea. By the way, they take much offense, but who cares? They were never going to join the New Republic, anyway."
  In a lower whisper, Han suggested, "I thought we could talk over dinner."
  "Over a dinner date?" Leia asked, hopeful.
  "Do you want this to be a date?"
  "I kind of do." Leia smiled up at him, taking his arm.
  "Wait. You'll have her back by eleven?" Luke asked.
  "Promise. Now, ready to go, Princess?"
  Leia slipped on her heels and took Han's arm again. "Ready if you are."
  "Are you kidding?! I've been waiting!"
  And Leia laughed.