Saga Dear Datapad (H/L, Luke) Post ANH *completed*

Leia's entry: she needs to tell Han how grateful she is for his comfort
Han's: he needs to tell her he thinks she's lovely and lay one big whopper on those perfect lips LOL
Luke's: my sweet boo!!! You got his voice perfectly. And Han and Leia are like brother and sister to him. Glad they were all able to have fun. I'm really enjoying this!!!!! Are you sure you're a newbie? Huggles!!!!!

 

A/N- Thanks to dm1, dancing_star, valairy_scot and jade_eyes for reviewing .

Chapter Six


Dear Datapad,

I am beginning to feel as if this mission was cursed right from the start. The whole operation was supposed to be remarkably simple. All we needed to do was land on Ord Mantell, collect a package from our contact on the planet and fly back to Hoth. In and out without so much as a glitch. If only it was as straight forward as we first thought.

The first problem was that when I accepted this mission I did not realise that my partner would be a certain cocky and irrating Corellian pilot. Lately Han and I have been extremely civilized towards each other and I have began to think of him as a friend.

I know that I once said that I would never be able to consider Han as a friend but it appears that I was incorrect. I am aware that Han is reckless, pessimistic to the point of annoyance and extremely sharp tongued. However he is also very loyal, inventive and although he tries to hide it he can be kind hearted.

I have tried to remember when exactly I stopped thinking of Han as a selfish mercenary with no feelings. I suppose it may have been the night when I was distraught over the loss of Alderaan. If a man is sweet enough (I never thought that I would ever refer to Han Solo as 'sweet') to comfort a crying princess who has barely had a civilized conversation with him then he certainly can't be completely heartless.

Obviously this recent development in our disfunctional relationship is a distinct improvement. Our only arguments have been light hearted and have started out of habit rather than being vicious and hurtful. However I have recently started to look forward to seeing him and when he walks into the room it feels as if I instantly become happier and more carefree.

The power Han Solo appears to have over me is beginning to frighten me. I know without a doubt that I cannot possibly have any type of relationship with Han that goes beyond friendship. I need to be committed fully to the Rebellion. I will never be able to fully avenge Alderaan's destruction unless I totally focus on the Rebellion and its well being.

Therefore when I learnt that I would need to spend four days alone with Han I began to feel physically ill. How would I be able to cope in such close proximity to Han and manage to stay distant from him?

However to my complete astonishment this part of the mission went smoothly and the two day flight to Ord Mantell was relatively peaceful. Han mostly remained in the cockpit and I stuck to the room I used whenever I flew on the Falcon.

I should have realised that everything was going far too well to last. When we landed on the planet and left the Falcon in the docking bay I could not rid myself of the feeling that something was terribly long. I could not prevent myself from constantly looking over my shoulder and jumping at the slightest sound.

"Will you give it a rest Princess? You're making me nervous," Han snapped after a while.

"I can't help it. Something is not right, I can feel it."

"Well of course something isn't right. We're on a planet full of Imperials who could recognise us at any moment. What were you expecting? A feeling of complete safety and happiness."

We continued walking down the small and dirty side streets towards our destination. The streets were narrow and cramped and a strange smell of rotting garbage filled the air. Most of the alley ways were deserted and devoid of all signs of life which added to eerie atmosphere.

"I guess you were right. Somebody's tailing us," Han whispered after we had been walking for over ten minutes.

"How far away?" I hissed under my breath.

"About eight meters away, trying to hide in the shadows. Whoever it is they're a real amateur."

We increased our speed and continued to hurry towards the town centre. We could not abandon our mission, we were already in far too deep. The only thing we could do was continue with the operation and wait for our mysterious stalker to reveal himself. For

 

Wonderful update. Especially loved Han's this go around.

 

aw poor Luke, he's in for a big shocker in ESB. great update! my fav was Leia's this time.

 

I know that I once said that I would never be able to consider Han as a friend but it appears that I was incorrect. I am aware that Han is reckless, pessimistic to the point of annoyance and extremely sharp tongued. However he is also very loyal, inventive and although he tries to hide it he can be kind hearted. Yes he can be!

Poor Luke though! But his determination to become a Jedi was very brave and admirable.
Great update!!

 

AW, I loved Leia and Han's entries - feisty and spirited!

When Obi Wan sacrificed himself on the Death Star he left me with so many mysteries to unravel. I can't help wondering how different things would be if he was still alive.

My life in the last three years has been full of loss. Firstly Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen were murdered by stormtroopers. Even though I sometimes felt frustrated at how much Uncle Owen sheltered me from the outside world I still loved him like a parent. After all he and Aunt Beru treated me like a son even though I was an extra mouth to feed.

Then Obi Wan, who was the closest thing to a relative I will ever have after Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru's death, was killed by Darth Vader. When he died he left me to learn about the legacy of the Jedi by myself.

Obi Wan's death has made me all the more determined to become a fully fledged Jedi Knight. I want to live up to my father's legacy and prove that I am the kind of son that he would have been proud of. Even though I never met him I am certain that he was an incredible Jedi.

Indeed, indeed.

 

A/N-Thanks to Jade_Eyes, alderaanprincess, dancing_star and valairy_scot for reviewing.



Chapter Seven


Dear Datapad,

Yesterday I felt more frightened than I have ever been in my entire life. Since I joined the Rebellion I have faced torture sessions with Darth Vader, watched my entire life shatter into a million pieces and escaped from countless assassination attempts on my life. None of these experiences particularly scared me because I believe in the Rebellion and I would willingly sacrifice myself for the cause.

After escaping from the Empire's most experienced troops I suppose that I should have been able to face one relatively unprofessional bounty hunter without feeling any fear at all. However the difference this time was that it was not only my life on the line but Han's aswell.

Once we became aware of our stalker's presence we attempted to speed up without looking suspicious. The streets were still deserted and it occured to me that if Han and I were murdered in this place nobody would ever know what had become of us.

I began to tremble slightly and before I realised what was happening Han enveloped my hand in his larger one. In any other circumstance I would have been outraged but in this case I was glad of the comfort. I continued to clutch his hand instinctively as we continued to hurry towards our destination.

After approximately fifteen minutes we stopped outside a small and distinctly shabby looking shop. The white paint was beginning to peel off the door and there was a impressive looking crack that ran down the entire length of the window. It looked exactly the same as almost every other shop in the city of Ord Mantell and that was why it had been chosen for a base for our contact.

"You go and collect it. I'll stay out here and keep watch," Han whispered, trying to appear inconspicuous.

I pushed open the door and entered the shop. The counter was at the far end of the small room and I pushed my way past stacks of tacky looking clothing. This was the type of place which Jabba the Hutt would favour. Every single garment in the shop looked as though it had would be worn by a third rate dancing girl. Nobody would every imagine Princess Leia Organa to be in a place like this.

When I finally reached the counter a short and stocky man appeared from the store room out of the back of the shop. His hair was tousled and messy and his clothes were stained with grease and dirt. All in all he was exactly the type of person who would work in a seedy shop in a back alley on a backwater planet.

"Good afternoon. I have a package reserved under the name of Rallina," I smiled.

The man handed me a small brown package that could have held anything from a pair of shoes to a dress.

"Here you go Madam. Have a pleasant day."

I exited the shop and found Han lounging against the shop wall. Just as I was about to speak two gunshots narrowly missed my right arm and hit the wall next to Han. In a split second Han and I had both dived for our blasters and were returning fire.

The stalker who had been following us stepped forward and revealed himself for the first time. He was not a stormtrooper and he was not a member of Imperial Intelligence as I had expected. He was a bounty hunter. In many ways our attacker closely resembled the notorious and well known Boba Fett. He was around the same height and like Fett he wore full body armour to hide his true identity. However while Fett's armour was a shiny grey, this bounty hunter's was the colour of blood.

The bounty hunter raised his gun and fired three more shots in our direction. I dived on to the dusty pavement to avoid the first two shots. Then I watched as the last shot hit a metal dustbin and was reflected back right into my path. I attempted to roll out of the way but I knew that a collision was invietable.

Before I realised what was happening Han leapt in between the incoming bullet and myself. The bullet caught him on the left arm and he fell to the floor clutching at his wound. The bounty hunter stepped forw

 

Ah...sweet.

 

Now they admit it, and now Han has to go so he can protect her from his past. Impeccable timing!

 

Poor Han and Leia!
Looks like they're starting to realize the other's feelings though. Each one cares so much about the other.
Fabulous, touching update!

 

awwwww she finally admited she loves him! I loved them all but Lukey was my fav

 

SQUEE SQUEE SQUEE! Melty!

 

A/N-Thanks to valairy_scot, dm1, dancing_star, alderaanprincess and jade_eyes for reviewing .

Chapter Eight


Dear Datapad,

I've heard people say that when your loved ones are in danger time seems to stand still. Whenever I used to hear people say this I used to groan inwardly and think that these people had obviously never been in the middle of a brutal galactic war. After all when you are fighting in a war life has to go on and you have to continue fighting even if somebody you care about's life is hanging in the balance. Tonight I am just beginning to realise how wrong I was.

When I realised that Luke had not returned from his scouting mission my heart constricted painfully. Luke is the one person who can always cheer me up no matter how terrible and hopeless the situation seems. Luke is the one remaining symbol of optimism and hope for the Rebellion.

When the Empire strikes at us with its iron fist and causes almost every member of the Rebellion to feel their last dregs of hope drain away, Luke is the only person who remains certain that goodness will prevail. He alone is one hundred percent certain that justice will be done and the galaxy will once again be at peace.

However the pain over the possibility of losing Luke forever is nothing more than a pinprick compared to my horror when Han left to search for his missing friend. Once night falls the temperature on this planet is so unbearably low that it is almost impossible for any human to survive outside of the base. Even Han Solo who has been defying the odds for most of his life will have an extremely high chance of dying a painful and lonely death.

After Alderaan's destruction there were times when I thought that I would never be able to smile or laugh ever again. For a while my life revolved around the Rebellion. Then Luke and Han became a constant part of my life and I realised that I did in fact still have something to live for. What I have now may not be the same as having family and a home that does not change every month but it is still incredibly special. In its own way friendship is more important than anything else in the entire galaxy. I don't think I could face living if I lose my two best friends in one night.

For the last three hours I have been constantly tormented by the memory of the last confrontation between myself and Han. I was so upset by the thought of Han leaving the Rebellion to attempt to reason with a selfish and violent Hutt with a well known lust for blood that I wanted to bury my head in my hands and cry. Obviously I could not allow myself to lose control of my emotions and I could not allow Han to see how much his departure would hurt me. So I hid my grief and fear by acting as though it did not matter one little bit if Han never returned.

When I remember the expression on Han's face as he walked away from me I wonder if it really matters if Han perishes on the wild plains of Hoth tonight. His expression was angry and frustrated but in his eyes I could also see traces of sadness and disappointment. It looked as though I had lost Han before he had even went anywhere.

I have stood under the familiar shape of the Falcon in the hangar bay for almost six hours now. Standing near the battered but charismatic freighter it feels as though I am closer to the ship's pilot. As I look at the dents in the ship's hull I can almost picture the look of intense concentration on Han's face as he shot those TIE fighters into oblivion that fateful day after the Death Star rescue.

I remember that day when the cocky but handsome smuggler and naive but kind hearted farmboy came into my life. In some ways that day was the worst day of my life but people do say that when life closes a door it always opens a window. On that fateful day the door that lead to my home planet was slammed shut forever but Han and Luke came through the open window into my life.

It would be almost unbearably ironic if the two of them survived the complete chaos of the Death Star and the Battle of Yavin only to die due to free

 

Awwww! Lovely update!! I LOVED it!! Such a beautiful look at their friendship. So well-written and so THEM!!
I just can't pick out a part to quote 'cause I loved it all!!

 

they were all so cute! this might be my favorite chapter so far, it was just so adorable how they care about each other so much. As dancing_star said, I can't quote a part because I'd be quoting the whole thing.

 

Marvelous update. Loved each of their reflections on friendship in general and each other in particular Han's a sweetie pie even if he'd NEVER admit it LOL!!! But actions speak louder than words

 

Right, Jade_eyes, Han's a man of action more than words, and he is a sweetie pie. Just don't let him hear us!

Wonderful insight into the relationship between the three of them. Luke, you'll get your chance, don't worry, Han can get himself into trouble, too!

 

Thanks to dancing_star, jade_eyes, dm1 and alderaanprincess for reviewing .

Chapter Nine


Dear Datapad,

Sometimes I feel as though my life is like an X Wing which has been blasted by a Star Destroyer and is consequently speeding towards a collision with another ship. Like a crippled X Wing I have no control over my destiny and the end result is pretty much doom and pain.

Even something as simple as a base evacuation turns into a three month journey on a battered and barely space worthy freighter with the one man who has the power to turn me into a quivering mess, a walking carpet and an extremely talkative droid. I can't help feeling that it will be a struggle to remain sane during this stressful journey.

The fact that my emotions are completely out of my control does not help matters. My current emotional state can be explained using two words, Han Solo. At times I find myself wondering if the man could possibly be schizophrenic. After all sometimes he acts like the most selfish and arrogant man I have ever had the misfortune to meet but occasionally he acts so kind hearted and courageous that I can feel my insides melting. Surely these completely different personality traits cannot belong to the same person?

Just remembering the way in which Han kissed me makes me tremble involuntarily. It tasted of hunger and passion and glory and desire. During that kiss I knew that Han Solo cared for me deeply and I knew that he was just as afraid and unnerved as I was over the connection and depth of feelings for each other. I never wanted that kiss to end, I never wanted to break the spell that the kiss was entrancing me with. At the time I thought that Han was allowing me to see the real man he was inside. He was showing me that he was in fact a 'nice man'.

However once Threepio interrupted us and I fled to the cockpit to try and regain my composure I remembered the argument that had took place earlier. When I was thrown into Han's arms due to the sudden and unexpected movement of the ship a feeling of horror and embarassment hit me. Even though we were light years away from the base an image of what Mon Mothma's reaction would be if she could see me now entered my mind. I could imagine the look of stern disapproval and disappointment that would be on her face.

I desperately attempted to free myself from his embrace. I could not help feeling that the situation was entirely inappropriate for a well bred princess. However deep down I think I just felt horrified and thrown off balance because in my heart I desperately wanted to be in Han's arms but I knew that I could not get any more attached than Han than I already was. How could I watch him walk away to pay off his debts if we ever became romantically involved?

"Let go of me," I pleaded.

"Shhhs," Han ignored my struggles.

"Please let go of me!" I snapped.

"Okay, don't get excited."

"Captain, being held by you is hardly enough to get me excited."

Han finally released me but his expression immediently hardened at my retort.

"Sorry Sweetheart, there isn't time for anything else," he snarled arrogantly before striding out of the cockpit.

The fact that Han could be so crass and arrogant angered me more than I would like to admit. Just when I think that Han has changed completely over the last three years he acts like an uncivilized smuggler once again.

On the other hand sometimes Han can behave more selflessly than anybody else I know. Back on Hoth Han had been cleared to leave and he could have sped off the planet and taken care of his business with Jabba without any trouble from the Empire. Instead of doing this he came back for me and persuaded me to try and get to my transport. Without him I would once again be in the custody of Darth Vader and as I remember what happened during my last period of captivity I know that Han probably saved me from a fate worse than death.

Buried deep down inside of me I know that I love Han Solo. He may have an awful lot of faults but none of them can stop me from loving him.

 

Superb update That kiss knocked both of their socks of

 

It was a damn good bit of flying if I do say so myself.

lol he's so cocky and that was so like Han. great job!

 

Luke and Han manage to cause me more worry and distress than anybody else has in my entire life. That is saying something considering I have had the misfortune to cross paths with numerous Imperials and one particularly brutal Sith Lord with extreme anger management issues. Loved the "anger management issues," that was funny!

And Han is thinking that Vader maybe did him a favor so Leia ended up with him? Interesting way to look at it, especially knowing what we all do... Darth Daddy!

Good posts, I like this format, we get everyone's points of view here.

Oh, and the kiss? Great, so they each know they love the other, but still won't exactly admit it yet. At least Han has a feeling of hope from it... Han & Leia, actions speak louder than words, and yes Han, your comment in the cockpit was "a bit out of line."

Keep this going!

 

Aw, yay! Three months in space! I can't wait to see what happens!

 

Loved it, as always!! And I can't pick a favorite part again, because it was all so good! You do a VERY good job at getting inside our favorite characters' heads. Wonderful!!

 

Finally getting time to reply to this lovely epic.

Loved the description of Vader as a "sith lord with severe anger management issues" Wonderful.

 

Just when I think that Han has changed completely over the last three years he acts like an uncivilized smuggler once again.

Yeah, cause she doesn't like that!! LOL

Great chapter, can't wait for more details on the three months thing