Oblivion: A NJO Han and Leia Missing Moments Series

Wow, I'm not sure what to say here, but thank you!! I'm so glad you all like this so much!! I'm blown away.

Sologal: I would say this scene is the one that calls for the tissues most of all. It's the "scalding fight."

Yanksfan: Yes, a "monster to write" about covers it. I seriously couldn't have gotten through it without boushh2187.




Han's moods had become abysmally dark, leaving Leia at a total loss as to how to deal with him. It was slowly killing her. It had been for some time now.

She had refused many diplomatic assignments, unable to bear the thought of leaving him alone to his own devices.

She paced the living area, yet again, waiting for Wedge Antilles. Several times now, she had sent Wedge into the bowels of Coruscant's shadier habitats to drag Han home. He would never tell her where he had found him or what he had been doing.

In losing Chewie, Han had lost a big part of himself, the part that made him Han Solo.

She couldn't seem to help him reclaim that part of himself. Perhaps it was irretrievable. She'd never thought him capable of breaking so completely, but he had. He would no longer allow her close to him, in a way that was so complete it ripped her apart at the seams. Half the time, she was as much a mess as he was, worrying over him incessantly.

At least Anakin had left Coruscant with Luke. She wished Jacen hadn't come home just yet, but he could handle things better than his younger brother. He wasn't living with the guilt that Anakin was.

The indicator at the front door chimed and, stomach churning, Leia rushed to open it. It slid aside, and there was Han, one arm slung across Wedge's shoulders, leaning heavily against him. Wedge held onto Han's waist as he dragged him inside.

"I'm fine, I tell ya," Han slurred.

"Yeah," Wedge said, humoring him. "I know you are. I'm just lending a hand, buddy."

Once inside, Han pulled away and moved from Wedge, tripping over his own feet.

"Han!" Leia rushed forward to steady him, but he pulled from her grasp and tried to stand tall, with little success.

"Lea' me alone!" He growled. "I don' need anyone motherin' me."

Leia backed off, knowing that when he was like this, there was no reasoning with him.

He turned in Wedge's direction. "Thanks, pal. You're a good frien', ya know that? I don' have too many o' those left these days." He was swaying on his feet, his words jumbling together.

Wedge nodded uncomfortably. "Yeah, anytime, Han. I'll see you later."

Han nodded, his head bobbing in an almost comical manner, then stumbled to the bar at the far end of the room.

Leia's heart squeezed as she turned from the sight of Han searching through the cabinets that she had emptied earlier today. She walked with Wedge back to the door.

"Thank you, Wedge," she said quietly, not looking him in the eye.

As the door slid open, he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Sure, Leia. Anytime."

She sighed deeply, unable to truly express her gratitude. She met his eyes and smiled weakly. He smiled back, leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Hang in there. Let me know if there's anything else I can do."

As the door closed behind Wedge, Leia heard Han's voice, tight with frustration.

"Where the hell is ever'thing?"

Bracing herself with an inner strength that seemed to be waning these days, Leia turned to see that he had flung open all the cabinets behind the bar and was frantically looking from one empty compartment to the next.

Taking a deep breath, she took a few steps in his direction. She held her head high as she answered, "I cleaned everything out earlier today."

He spun to face her, jaw slack. "What?!" His normally empty gaze was now filled with barely controlled rage. "What the hell'd ya do that for?" He slammed his hands down on the counter with a force that caused Leia to flinch.

She refused to baby him where this was concerned. "I thought it best to not keep that stuff in the house at the moment.

 

Wow.

That pretty much covers what i can manage at the moment. Great post.

 

Awesome job as always Dant!

This is so painful to read I can just imagine what it would have been like to write

You're doing such a good job of covering all the "missing moments" that we never saw in the NJO.

 

This was a really tough scene. It was brutely honest. It's hard to see our favorite characters go through their darkest moments, but I think that it's essential in fully understanding the pain that these people have gone through. I have faith that Dant will make this all worth while in the long run. You're doing a great job with this Dant.

 

I think that was one of the best scenes in the story yet! Keep up the great work.

 

Great job Dant. Oh . . . and thanks for the warning.

If you can do this with the fight, I can't wait to see what you do with the make up scene.

 

Just stopping in quick to say... You ain't kidding Sologal.

 

That was sooo incredibly intense. Seriously, amazing. Very realistic. I'm literally at a loss of words.....

And dude! How sweet is Jacen?? You're warping me, Dant! Positively *warping* me!

 

Just read the last post... It is pretty intense isn't it? Dant's done the job well.

Yanksfan: Warping? Hee hee. Come to the Dark Side and learn to *like* the Solo kids.

 

Awesome!!!! It was a great post you captured the feeling of how low Han was, and how desperate Leia was trying to keep things together.

If only you could write some NJO these 2 characters would finally be given a fair chance..Thanks, and I look forward to your next

 

::Bows head humbly:: Thank you, once again.

Sologal: I think this time, the make up scene, which isn't for quite a while, will be worth it.

Yanksfan: Warping, huh? I don't know, you seemed pretty warped already. J/K!



Upon her return from Dubrillion, Leia had been relieved to find Han asleep in their bed. Leaving him alone had been necessary, but not easy. She had worried every moment that she wasn't involved in a meeting or battle. She had almost expected to come home and find him in some sort of trouble, or worse.

Leia had showered, changed and quickly traveled to the Senate building to apprise them of the latest incidents involving the Vong. Fey'lya had finally acquiesced to her demands, but it hadn't been easy.

Having finally extricated herself from the Senators hounding her, Leia had fled the Senate Hall and made her way back home. Han was still asleep, and Leia was grateful for the opportunity to not worry over his whereabouts. She was tired, although her recent exploits hadn't been nearly as draining as watching Han drink himself to death.

She donned a sleepgown and slid beneath the covers on her side of the bed, turning on her side to face Han's back. Her sleeping patterns shot to hell, the middle of the afternoon seemed a wonderful time to get some sleep. The movement roused him and he rolled to face her, eyes blinking open. He squinted at her.

"You're back," he said with mild surprise. He seemed almost lucid.

"I'm back," she agreed, not knowing what else to say. She longed for the old days when he would take her in his arms and tell her how much he missed her, as well as show her. He still looked a mess, hair unkempt, several days beard growth stubbled his face and a dark bruise lay prominently across his cheek.

They stared at each other for a long moment and Leia fought the strong desire to reach out to him. It never served any purpose except to push him further away.

"Did you save the galaxy, Princess?" He asked softly.

Uncertain of how to interpret that question, Leia decided to meet it with dry humor. "Hardly," she said, smiling slightly.

He scooted closer to her, by mere degrees, and Leia felt a hopeful tug at her heart. She stopped breathing for a heartbeat, waiting to see what he would do. His eyes dropped and he seemed incapable of completing the motion in her direction.

Risking her fragile heart once more, she slid close to him, ignoring the foolish pride that scolded her for the gesture. He returned his eyes to hers then, the expression there surprisingly open and vulnerable, almost childlike. That look, more than anything else, decided for her. Without hesitation now, Leia wrapped her arms around him and, thankfully, he didn't resist. For several minutes, he didn't move, but she could feel the trembling in his body. Eventually, his arms slipped around her waist, clinging to her desperately.

Leia didn't allow herself too much hope; she had been disappointed too many times. But she held him, grateful for the opportunity to do so.

"I was afraid you wouldn't make it back to me," he whispered hoarsely.

I'm afraid you won't make it back to me, Han, she thought with sad, bitter irony. "I made it," she answered quietly.

He pulled away suddenly, sniffing against damp eyes. She was tempted to tell him about Anakin's triumph on Dantooine, but was afraid it might frighten him too deeply. So she held her tongue, not speaking of anything overly distressing.

He lay on his back, eyes closed. Leia watched him carefully, uncertain, as she had been for so long now, of what to do. The anger seemed to have dissipated, for the most part. Now he seemed simply distraught most of the time. Tentatively, she moved closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder and laying an arm across his chest. He didn't move for a long time, and Leia just enjoyed the closeness of their bodies, if not their hearts.

She was startled when he suddenly rolled toward her, pushing her to her back, bringing his mo

 

There you go again, tugging at my old heart strings with this post. This story just keeps getting better and better. I can't wait to see what happens next.

 

Once again you have wrote some great moments, look forward to your next

 

Another great post Dant - just for the record - what did Anakin do on Dantooine? I never read any NJO books.

 

Dant, this is really good. Painful but good.

 

Elektra: If memory serves correct (and it doesn't always), Anakin saved Mara and defeated a number of Vong. The details are blurry though, but most details are for me.

cbjedi: As far as your comments on my comments go, I have heard different interpretations of these events, and from what I understand, some feel very strongly about it. If you would like a more detailed explanation, please PM me and I will elaborate. Thanks.

Again, thanks to everyone and I'm thrilled you're enjoying the story!!

 

Dant-
I've read this whole thing and it's really good! I think you've done a wonderful job with a storyline that is bloody awful <my humble opinion>. Also have to say that very few people write purely from Leia's point of view, so I think it's really cool that you're doing just that!

Keep up the good work!

All the best,
Jedi leia Solo

 

Catching up... not too much I can add to all the well-deserved praises. Fantastic job, Dant.

 

Awwww....poor Leia.

Yeah, for real Dant. You've got this storyline down cold. I like how you have it like progressing. Awesome. And painful, but in that twisted fun way that I'm so fond of.

 

Awww....that was so sweet how Han came so close but pushed her away. *sniff* This series is so depressing. But really good

 

Yanksfan: I'm fond of the painful stuff in a twisted way, too. It's conflict -- a pretty essential thing in drama! So I don't feel guilty in the least. Again, awesome work, Dant.

 

Excellent post! The various emotions were portrayed very well. I particularly liked how Han had his eyes scrunched shut.

 

I got a really good song to go along with this story. As soon as I heard and read about Chewie dying I was instantly reminded of this song. The words seem to really be talking about Han and Chewie. So here it goes....

So close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters

trust I seek and I find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know --- Metallica "Nothing Else Matters"

Ok Later Guys!!

 

OK... I'm getting sucked into this story again... You guys are lucky... You get a post every day... I had to endure *the break* due to some dexy thing... or did it have something to do with fixing up the rug?

OH BTW... Dant you knocked me over with this bit *again*...

"You're back," he said with mild surprise. He seemed almost lucid.

"I'm back," she agreed, not knowing what else to say. She longed for the old days when he would take her in his arms and tell her how much he missed her, as well as show her. He still looked a mess, hair unkempt, several days beard growth stubbled his face and a dark bruise lay prominently across his cheek.

They stared at each other for a long moment and Leia fought the strong desire to reach out to him. It never served any purpose except to push him further away.

"Did you save the galaxy, Princess?" He asked softly.

Uncertain of how to interpret that question, Leia decided to meet it with dry humor. "Hardly," she said, smiling slightly.

I can soooo see that!

 

I really like this part of the story. You can feel Han wanting to reach out to her, but he just can't. I love the way he tells her that he was afraid he would lose her. It makes my heart cry for them.

I am here and I am reading, Dant. Keep it coming!