Star Wars: A Long Drabble Ago

Chewie's Chair

EU-canon. Works as a missing moment from the New Jedi Order series novel Rebel Dream.

If you aren't familiar with the EU

**Spoiler alert**

Chewbacca is dead :'(

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  "What are you looking at?" she asked without any other greeting as she entered the cockpit.

Han glanced at his wife before turning back to the planet on one of his screens. "Coruscant."

"I know it's Coruscant," she stated obviously, dropping into her chair beside him. "I mean-" Leia cut herself off as she brought her hands up to the arm rests and found that she could comfortably sit back in her chair without having to hoist herself up into the seat. "Han?"

His smile was automat. "Yes, dear?"

"Something's wrong with my chair," she declared with a deep frown like something was really upsetting her.

"What's wrong with it? It looks perfect. It looks like it fits."

Leia snapped her gaze up to meet his and Han nearly beamed at the look of dismay that then crossed her face. "That's it! This chair shouldn't fit!" She threw her head around to study the copilot's seat then looked to her feet. "I can touch the floor! Han?" But then her look melted, her shoulders relaxed and she turned back to Han with big eyes full of sorrow. "You took out Chewie's chair."

Han could only nod for a moment, glancing down the chair as he studied how Leia looked in it, making sure he'd ordered just the right size. "Yeah. I thought my new copilot deserved a nice new chair."

"Oh, Han! But this was Chewie's chair! You didn't have to-!"

"Yes, I did," he told her sternly, taking closer hand and squeezing it. "I couldn't sit here one more time and watch you in that seat, just hoping that our next jump to hyperspace won't eject you from that seat."

Leia looked stunned, appreciative but uneasy. "But that was- Chewie's chair."

"Yeah," Han agreed, some of his remaining sadness seeping into his voice. But Leia, he'd found, held the ability to numb that pain- the non-magical salve he'd been searching the galaxy for. She'd been under his nose that entire time.

Han leaned over and left a kiss atop her head. "But now, this is your chair."