Star Wars One Shots

haunted ➳ han solo

"No!" You screamed as Luke got attacked by another wave of lightning. "No! Please, I'll do anything!"

"He deserves it." Palpatine hissed. He smiled evilly, savouring the sound of Luke's and your screams.

Darth Vader strode over, picked Palpatine up and threw him into the chasm, saving Luke's life.

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"Father, please don't go." You begged, tears streaming down your face.

"It's too late for me, my daughter. Take care of yourself and your siblings." Darth Vader said. "Help me take off this helmet."

"But Father, you'll die." Luke spoke softly.

"It's too late for me, son. Just let me look at you two with my own eyes." You slowly removed his helmet, gasping at his pale and scarred face.

"You were right, children. Tell your sister you were right." Vader died, and you put your head in your hands, sobbing. Luke pulled your hands away from your face, and engulfed you into a hug. You placed your head into the crook of his neck, crying softly. He placed his chin on your head, sighing.

You bolted awake, accidentally waking Han in the process. "Mmm, princess what's wrong?" He rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Nothing, Han. Just a memory I wanted to forget." Han was sitting next to you in an instant, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you onto his lap.

"It's okay y/n, I have some memories that I want to forget too. Just let it out."

You wrapped your arms around him, laying your head on his chest. Your cries were quiet, but Han heard them.

"I d-dreamed about my father's d-death, a-and Luke getting shocked a-again." You hiccuped.

"I know it hurts, princess. I'm here for you, whenever you need me." He lay back down, moving into a more comfortable position.

"Thank you, Han."

"All part of the job description, sweetheart."