Star Wars: Can't Without You

Our Song

  The waitress served them their last course, offering a smile as she left. On her way out, she turned up the music so it was at least audible. Leia smiled. "In the matter of a couple days, this had become our song, hasn't it?"
  Han shrugged. "I might have arranged something. Why? Does it offend you that I've done this because it used to be you and your father's song?"
  "No, not at all." Leia shook her head, getting up from her seat. "This song is special to me. I want it to be a part of us."
  Leia walked around the table to Han and picked up his hands to make him get up. He obeyed her, pulled her close, and cradled her head to his chest. "Never let me leave you," Leia begged. "Please. I can't do this to myself anymore. Make me stay and we can pick up exactly where we left off on Dathomir."
  "Be honest with yourself and I'll never have to make you stay."
  Leia tilted her head back to look Han in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I'll always be honest from now on. I swear. There's nothing I want more than to spend the rest of my life with you. Let's go back to Dathomir! I'll tell you how I really feel! Please, Han-"
  "Princess, I'll always be here to listen. Besides, there'll never be another woman I'll ever be thinking about."
  Leia smiled, blushed, her heart jumping into her throat. "And there'll never be another man I'll be thinking about," she responded back.
  Han had no idea he was actually going to do it until he did it. He felt his hand slipping down to his pocket, but had forgotten he'd been keeping it there. He let go of Leia and dropped to one knee. "Marry me, Leia. Just marry me. We've been talking for far too long and, fierfek, Leia, I hate talking. We've been talking about it and waiting for so long. Let's just get married already. I'm serious. This time, I mean it as much as I possibly can. And I feel like you mean it too, now. Leia, I think it's finally time. I'm ready. I love you, Leia and you know that. You love me and I know. Please, Leia. Let's not talk anymore. Will you marry me?"
  Leia couldn't close her mouth. Technically, Han had proposed to her before, but this time . . . this was legit. He had never meant it so much before. Nor had Leia. "Yes. Yes." She nodded, dropping to the floor with him. "Yes. No more talking. I'm ready."
  Han slipped the ring onto her finger, then pulled her up with him and danced the night away to their song.