6. The Traitor

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  "What do we do!" I yelled.

  "We hide. Get in the floorboard compartments! Leila hurry!" Han said.

I saw fear in his eyes."What about you?" I asked frantically.

"I'll be fine." Han said. He kissed me and then I ran and hid.

The ship had reached the magnet thing and someone had come aboard the Falcon. Ok more like 8 people came aboard the Falcon.

"Where is she? We know she is with you?" I heard one of them say.

She! I am a she! They aren't talking about me, are they.

"Look I don't know what your talking about." Han said in a calm tone.

  "WHERE IS SHE!" Someone yelled.

Wait. I know that voice. That was The Dark One. He was coming for me since I failed my mission.

"Tell me or I will shoot." The Dark One said.

No. Not Han. This can't be happening. I crept out of the floorboards for a better view of what was happening. The Dark One had his blaster pointed at Han.

  Then he fired a shot. It hit Han in the chest.

"NO! HAN!" I screamed. I took out my blaster and shot everyone in the room. They all ran from the ship clutching there wounds. I ran over to Han.

  "Han, stay with me. Don't let go." I said tears streaming down my face. My white jacket was covered in blood. I acted fast trying to fix the wound.

  "Leila." Han said barely. "I love you."

   "I know. I love you to." I said the tears coming faster than ever now. "That's why you can't leave me. Hold on Han, hold on."

  Han collapsed into my arms. He was unconscious. "Chewie!" I screamed. Chewie came and we got Han onto a bed and hooked up to an IV. I fixed his wound but he lost a lot of blood.

  3 weeks later

Han has remained unconscious. He is in a coma. I don't know if he will wake up. Every night I cry myself to sleep. Then I wake up to the sound of me screaming from my nightmares. We were currently  just flying around the galaxy with no where to go.

  I sat in the cockpit with Chewie. We looked out in the galaxy. That's when we heard alarms. They were coming from Han's room.

I ran as fast as I could to get to him. He was bleeding. I acted fast. I did every I could to stop it. I worked for 3 hours and finally it stopped. I got Chewie to stay with him.

I ran to my room and collapsed on the floor. I curled up in a ball on my bed and cried for the rest of the day. Questions ran through my head.

Would he wake up?
Would he remember me?
Would he remember anything?
Will the Dark One come again?
Will we ever be safe?

This is my fault Han is like this.

And now he may never be the same again.

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