Tatooine Ghost (Star Wars) by TROY DENNING

Author:TROY DENNING [Denning, Troy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, American Science Fiction And Fantasy, Science Fiction, Science Fiction - Adventure, Fiction - Science Fiction, Adventure, Science Fiction - Space Opera, Space opera, Science fiction; American, Life on other planets, Science Fiction - Star Wars, Media Tie-In, Solo; Han (Fictitious character), Leia; Princess (Fictitious character)
ISBN: 9780345456694
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2003-12-30T01:57:16.983000+00:00

Chapter 14

Han woke smothering in the perfumed silki-ness of Leia's long hair, her soft skin warming his side and her

breath tickling his ear. Sometime during the night, she had managed to reattach his hydration drip and

return to bed without disturbing him, and now even his lips no longer felt dry. The room was comfortably

cool, the sky window above the bed was blushing with the pink light of first sunrise, and everything was

right with the world.

Except, perhaps, that muffled sound coming from the suite's sitting room. It had the familiar drone of an

electronically filtered voice and the sharp rhythm of someone giving orders. Of a squad leader assigning

tasks to his stormtroopers. Alarm bringing him instantly to full wakefulness, Han looked to the side table

and found his blaster resting next to Leia's.

The electronic voice barked a command.

Han did not bother to detach himself from the hydration drip, or even to wake Leia. He simply tossed her

blaster over the far side of the bed, then snatched his own weapon and rolled after it, grab bing her on

the way. A burning line of pain shot up his arm as the hydration catheter tore free, then he landed on the

floor, bringing Leia down on top of him.

Her eyelids rose half open, and their gazes met instantly. "Han?" She smiled dreamily. "My, you are

feeling better."

"Sorry, not in front of company." He snatched her blaster off the floor and pressed it into her hand. "You

know I'm not that kind of guy."

Leia's eyes opened wide. "Company?"

"Listen."

They fell quiet and listened to the muffled voices coming from the next room. It was too faint to

understand words, but the stormtrooper drone was unmistakable. Leia pushed herself off him and started

for the bedroom's oversized door.

Han sat up. "Hey! Don't go out-"

Leia stepped through the door.

Han sprang across the bed after her. "At least put on some clothes!"

When he peered into the sitting room, he found no storm-troopers anywhere. Leia was standing at the

table, staring down at the datapad from which the electronic voices were coming.

"Dama lent this to me so we could keep an eye on the lobby," Leia said, picking up the borrowed

datapad.

With a blaster in one hand and her brown eyes fixed on the datapad in the other, her long hair falling in a

silky cascade over her shoulders, she seemed more breathtakingly beautiful than ever. Han knew he had

to be the luckiest ex-smuggler in the galaxy; if they could just get past her fear of having children, he was

pretty sure that when his time came, he would leave this universe with every wish he ever had fulfilled.

Leia looked up from the datapad and frowned. "Han, why are you just standing there?"

Han shrugged. "Too much sun, I guess." "Well, you're bleeding all over Dama's floor." Leia nodded at his

arm, which was oozing blood from the rip where he had torn out the catheter. "Get a towel or something

and come over here."

Han snatched a small towel off the bar and joined her at the table. The image on the datapad showed

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