We walked into the ship and made our way to Han's room.
"Han," Leila whispered as we walked in. He as still in a coma. Good for us. "Grab his legs," Leila said pointing back at his legs. Leila wrapped her arms around his chest and lifted him up. I picked up his legs and Alina elf his knees. We carried him to the base of the tree.
"How are we?...," I started. Leila was starting to walk around the tree looking for something. She pulled a lever and a lay form came down. I looked up and saw the platform was tied on each corner and worked like an elevator.
"Put him here," Leila said. We hoisted Han up onto the platform and climbed up the ladder. Once we had made it isn't rye treehouse Leila walked up to a window. She grabbed a rope hanging on the outside of the window. She started pulling the rope up and eventually we got Han inside. We
carried him to Ben's old room and laid him down on the bed. Leila went to ft him some food while me and Alina waited.
Leila came back with a bowl of soup and a spoon laying in it. She kneeled right beside Han and hand fed him the soup.
A couple hours later it was getting dark so we all went to bed.
The next morning we went to eat breakfast. I pulled a chair out and sat down beside Alina. "Say anything?" Leila asked the droid who had just walked into the room. The droid shook his he'd and went back to Han. Leila sighed and went back to eating her pancakes.
I stood up and pushed my chair in. "Where are ya going?" Leila asked looking up at me .
"See if he talks to me," I said throwing away my leftovers.
I walked down the long Emory hallways and opened the door to Ben's room. I peeked inside and closed the door behind me as I stepped in.
"Leila," Han whispered. I walked up and knelt beside waiting to see if he'd say anything else.
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Fanfiction"SOMETIMES ITS OKAY TO THINK WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS RIGHT, EVEN IF IT IS WRONG" [Completed]
