Takes Place in the Legendary Heroine Verse: 

“Han,” Leia said soothingly running her hand down Han’s back.

The nights following the incident on Bespin, the moment where she was so close to losing him. He frequently woke up from nightmares. She would wake up abruptly to see Han sitting on the bed sobbing with his hands threaded into his hair. 

It was hard for him to speak. Hard for him to breathe and it often broke her, but just like he was so often strong for her when Leia was dealing with her trauma she had to be strong for him.

“Look at me,” Leia said firmly. His red tear filled hazel eyes met hers, “You’re safe.”

But simply telling Han he was safe wasn’t enough. He needed to know he WASN’T back there. So the moment he acknowledged her, even if it was a silent and sheepish stare, she pulled him close. She let him settle into his head into her lap as he so often loved.

“That’s it hotshot you’re not there,” She whispered, “you are here with me.” 

She let the moments passed as she ran bestowed affectionate touches he loved in hopes to soothe him. But with each lazy circle on his back and smooth glide through his soft locks, the tears and the tremors died down.

She wished there was more she could do. She wish could go back in time and prevent what happened on Bespin from even happening at all. She wished could tell him everything was going to be okay when danger still lurked in the shadows.

But to be the one to wrap him in love above the darkness was enough for her. 

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