Title: Wings of Love – the Flyboy & the Princess By Nyota’s Heart Genre: Humor, snark, and mush, lots of. Disclaimer: Not owning the characters, but borrowing them for self-indulgent reasons. Characters: H/L AN: A post-RoTJ bit of fun. Revisiting CoPL but with a difference and showing different avenues of choice. Thanks to Kahara for the fun and very apt title. The Alliance had become legitimate in a handful of hours, tense and life-changing. There was no world to settle upon, as yet. The fleet was still armed and in readiness for the remnants of the Empire to take advantage of any resulting chaos. The New Republic, as they were now called, could not relax their vigilance. The focus merely had to shift. Leia had barely had time to recover from Luke’s revelation of their unique and unexpected relationship to one another and (more disturbing!) to Vader… when they were swept along into the Bakuran incidents. She and Han were still feeling their way into a romantic relationship. She would not tell him about Vader/Anakin. She wasn’t quite ready for that bit of disclosure yet. But she felt that her family was more complete than she had hoped or believed it could be. “What are you so lost in thought about?” Han asked coming up to join her at the viewing pane on the observation lounge on Home One. “Hmmm? Nothing… just how very much my life has turned upside down and sideways.” He grinned. “I tend to have that effect…” “Everything isn’t about you, hotshot.” She retorted. He smirked and kissed her. He never failed to make her tingle all over … Leia realized. Even on Hoth, in the midst of a tangle of words, her pulses had raced with excitement, although she liked to call it irritation at that stage. “I think the offensive to regain Imperial Center is well-planned.” Han observed. “The Rogues will pull it off.” Leia agreed. “Along with Wedge’s new squad, the Wraiths.” “That is one interesting bunch.” Han remarked. “Forever wanting to blow something up.” Leia laughed. “Beats the Klivian-Janson duo.” “Any day.” Han agreed. “The remaining Warlords are stirring up major trouble. They’re fighting amongst themselves and also targeting us. Zsinj seems to be the worst of the bunch.” “Hmm. Yes, I’ll be flying out to head the flotilla. And what will you be doing in the meantime?” “Meeting the Hapan delegation. They’ve been so insular so long but they have so many valuable resources. An alliance with them will really be to our benefit.” Leia answered. “They’re a matriarchal society.” Han observed. “Yes, and their Prince Regnant is reputed to be quite handsome.” Leia answered. “But never worry, I am not one to be turned by a pretty face and an empty brain.” “Glad to hear it.” Han said and winked. “Since we’ll be apart for who knows how long, we’d better make good use of the time we have.” “An excellent idea.” Leia smiled. “I have my moments.” Han said with justifiable pride. “Not many, but you do have them.” Leia rejoined.