𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙎, l. skywalker | rewrite up

eight

please don't die :: penny

Luke's gone. He already left. He's going to get himself killed and I didn't even get to say goodbye. Leia set me almost all the way across the room so I can only hear what's going on.

 None of any this is really his fault, but deep down, in my heart, I know somehow it is, so I'm going to kill Han Solo.

 "Stand by alert," a voice from the intercom says. "Death Star approaching. Estimated time to firing range: fifteen minutes."

 "All wings report in," the voice of the red leader says, over the intercom as well.

 "Red Ten, standing by.", "Red Seven, standing by."

 "Red Three, standing by." It's the voice of the man who Luke was talking to before I had left for the Falcon. I think his name is Biggs.

 "Red Six, standing by.", "Red Nine, standing by.", "Red Two, standing by.", "Red Eleven, standing by."

 And then Luke's voice comes over and I'm filled with about a thousand different emotions at once. "Red Five, standing by." God, he's going to get himself killed.

 "Is there any way for me to talk to him?" I ask Leia, completely ignoring everyone else in the room

 "Penny, I'm sorry, but I don't think that's a good idea," Leia answers, coming over and setting a hand on my shoulder. "That'll just distract him, and we want him to get out of there safe."

 "We're passing through their magnetic field!" The red leader says. "Hold tight!" There's a pause and then, "Switch your deflectors on!" Oh god, I can't sit here. Han and I should've left. "Double front!"

 "Leia, I need to talk to him," I demand. "I didn't even get to say goodbye earlier. I was going to wish him good luck. What if he dies?"

 I think that was probably the wrong thing to say because the princess gets a horrified look on her face. "He's not going to die."

 "But what if he does?" I need to shut up. "What if he dies and our last conversation was about me leaving even though I didn't actually leave? He's out there right now, thinking I left."

 "But what if he makes it out and when he gets back you can hug him tightly and never let him go?"

 She has a point. But I still say, "Just let me wish him good luck."