#ic :: jaina solo

[ao3feed-tywin]

A Song of Stars and Steel One-Shots

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by Jon_Skywalker

Just a series of one-shots set within the universe of "A Song of Stars and Steel." Scenes and other ideas that did not make the final cut.

Words: 234, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of A Song of Stars and Steel

Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Ashara Dayne, Luke Skywalker, Lyanna Stark, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Ned Stark, Jon Snow, Jaime Lannister, Barristan Selmy, Howland Reed, Mara Jade, Jaina Solo, Jacen Solo | Darth Caedus, Anakin Solo, Original Characters, Kyp Durron, Corran Horn, Cal Kestis, Merrin (Star Wars), Ezra Bridger, Sabine Wren, Hera Syndulla, BD-1 (Star Wars), Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, Daenerys Targaryen, Robb Stark, Sansa Stark, Arya Stark, Bran Stark, Rickon Stark, Jacen Syndulla, Robert Baratheon, Tywin Lannister, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Ashara Dayne/Ned Stark, Luke Skywalker/Lyanna Stark, Leia Organa/Han Solo, Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren, Cal Kestis/Merrin, Catelyn Tully Stark/Ned Stark, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Star Wars Fusion, Alternate Universe - A Song of Ice and Fire Fusion, Fusion of Star Wars Legends and Disney Canon, One Shot Collection, Fluff and Smut

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[firewvlk]

wanted connections.

amicia de rune (a plague tale):

béatrice de rune

lucas

mélie

rodric

arnaud malpart 

sophia

atreus (god of war):

kratos

laufey

brok

sindri

mimir

freya

thrúd

skjöldr 

ava silva (warrior nun):

sister camila

shotgun mary

mother superion

michael salvius

sister lilith

cal kestis (star wars):

second sister/trilla suduri

cere junda

greez dritus

cara mason (legend of the seeker):

richard cypher/rahl

zeddicus zu'l zorander 

ciri (the witcher):

pavetta

cerys an craite

hjalmar an craite

cahir 

vesemir 

lambert 

eskel 

coën 

avallac'h

lara dorren 

daisy johnson (agents of shield/marvel):

phil coulson

lincoln campbell 

melinda may 

alphonso mackenzie

bobbi morse 

harley quinn (dc/injustice):

oliver queen

dinah lance

hunter (midnight suns/marvel):

agatha harkness

lilith

eric brooks

nico minoru 

steve rogers

deadpool

jaina solo (star wars):

anakin solo

zekk

luke skywalker

jagged fel 

kyp durron

mara jade

john b (outer banks):

big john

pope heyward

cleo

josh washington (until dawn):

hannah washington

beth washington

chris hartley

mike munroe

the judge (far cry 5/new dawn):

joseph seed

faith seed

john seed

jacob seed

carmina rye 

nick rye

joey hudson

sharky boshaw

staci pratt

mary may fairgrave 

laurie strode (halloween):

judith myers

karen nelson

frank hawkins 

marceline (adventure time):

ice king/simon petrikov

finn

jake

rachel amber (life is strange):

chloe price

max caulfield

steph gingrich 

nathan prescott

justin williams 

evan harris

victoria chase

sera gearhardt 

selene (underworld):

eve corvin

david

lena

shaggy rogers (scooby-doo):

maggie rogers

velma dinkley

steve harrington (stranger things):

tommy hagan

erica sinclair 

lucas sinclair

zack fair (final fantasy vii):

angeal hewley

sephiroth

cloud strife

aerith gainsborough

cissnei

yuffie kisaragi

tifa lockhart

tseng 

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@jedilegacied​ || continued from here.

The worry nags at his heart that maybe he missed something in his exhaustion, but keeping the search going will not help. He knows this, and so he shoots a tired smile to Jaina when he catches her looking through the transparisteel. “Yeah, no signs on the ships or through the Force.” He shakes his head, smile slipping into a frown. “We’ll start up the search again after we get some rest.” He hates that they have to stop, but he knows he is no help like this.

[orphicdawn]

@solosboy​ : *punches her arm* jai 😈

slowly her head turns to face him . eyes narrow , emotion drains from her features . the moment is still , but the lingering feeling of disaster is in the air . brown hues never shift from him as she stare . the moment seems to last forever until she suddenly begins laughing . leaning forward , she dramatically holds her stomach as if laughing had caused pain in her sides . 

jaina moves quickly . kicking his foot back so he tumbles forward , her arms encircles his head in a tight grasp .                       ❝   ben , are you trying to get beat up or --- ?   ❞

[tuppencetrinkets-a]

     @hopetwin liked for a one liner from dad.

     “ How ya feeling kid? You don’t look so bad to me. You look strong enough to pull the ears off a gundark. “

[hearwhisper]

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

injuries starters (accepting) || @destinedtwin

“ JAINA ! ”

Mara’s eyes widen as she eyes her niece and her bloodstained shirt. The nonchalant manner in which Jana states this discouraging, as the first thought that goes through Mara’s head is instinctively is that the blood is not Jaina’s. But as she rushes forward, she sees the mangled gnash against Jaina’s side, carefully concealed by her dark attire; yet blood seeps.

How very typical of a Solo to find trouble, Mara thinks, if only to find some levity amidst this moment. Her hands stretch to keep Jaina steady, as her emerald eyes look downward to the wound to assess the damage.

“ We need to staunch the bleeding, ” Mara says, tugging off her jacket and pressing it to Jaina’s side. Blood seeps through, dark and warm. “ What did you even do to get a wound like this ? Is it still out there ? ” Eyes briefly flash, thinking of an opponent - man or beast - out there, lurking in wait. “ Keep pressure here. I’m going to carry you to the ship ... and don’t worry. I’ll consider not telling your parents. ”

[lightcreators]

“ Everything could have been so much different! ”

@lightconflict // Jaina Solo sc 

[lemusegallery]

Jaina had to admit that her road to become a Jedi Knight wasn't going to be an easy path, as both her parents and her uncle have told her. But she was determined of going that path as both of her brothers were doing.

"Well aunt Mara maybe you can teach me in lightsaber combat, please?" She asked since this was going to be one important part to play for her carreer. The same would go for her sibilings Jacen and Anakin, whom Luke was training.

@lemusegallery liked for a starter

Mara still wasn’t too sure about this whole training a padawan thing. Sure Jaina was her niece that she’d known since the girl was a baby, but Mara wasn’t entirely sure if she was cut out to be a teacher. She still found it difficult sometimes to be an aunt. Unfortunately, Mara couldn’t bring herself to say no when Jaina asked that she be her teacher. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a disaster after all.

“So…is there anything in particular you want to work on today?”

[altrustc]

jaina tags

[jainah]

THE  LITTLE  THINGS  MUSE  QUESTIONNAIRE

favorite tea: mintea ( bc it’s her mother & grandmother’s favorite from alderaan ) favorite coffee: just regular run of the mill, black caf favorite sweet snack: corellian fried ice cream favorite savory snack: factryn meat pie ( but only if chewie makes it. )  favorite flower:  starflower ( small, blue flowers that were native to alderaan, that jaina has only ever seen in holos because, well, you know... )  favorite color(s): all shades of purple, grey, & black favorite fruit: blumfruit ( native to endor )  favorite vegetable: podpoppers (  native to tatooine  ) favorite season: spring favorite time of day: late at night, it’s peaceful and no one is around to bother her favorite kind of weather: thunder storms & rainy days in general, those are the days she does her best meditating love language(s) to give: touch love language(s) to receive: touch and words of affirmation specific niche love language: showing her scars & explaining how she got them favorite hobbies: meditating, upgrading her ship, upgrading her saber favorite book(s): the ancient jedi texts  favorite movie(s): anything they wrote & exaggerated about her parents favorite song(s): path to the sky (  fun fact : this alderaaian tune was used as the organa-solo’s doorbell )  favorite musician: melodic order favorite animal(s): wookies , duh. lothcats are a close second though. favorite insect: corellian wine-bees favorite terrain: mountains

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[yjk-imagines]

Soaring (Tahiri Veila x Anakin Solo)

So I watched The Bad Batch and now my brain is nothing but Star Wars. I have happily gone through all the prompts I've reblogged here and started writing little blurbs. Requests are still open!

You’ve said you’re going to leave, but I don’t want you to go and if I don’t say something now…

Tahiri stood at the end of the ramp, one foot on the cool metal of the Falcon, the other with her toes still curled around the grass of the landing field. Anakin and his father were still waiting for Jacen and Jaina to come back with their things, but Tahiri knew that if she moved another inch, she wouldn't be in control of her words and actions.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched Anakin explain the nuances of the debate between the Mon Calamari and the Quarrens. His ice-blue eyes shone in the setting sun and his hands darted back and forth to illustrate his explanations. Tahiri begged the force that he wouldn't sense how much she loved watching him explain things.

"...Of course, Mom could totally handle this all by herself, but she says it shows Mon Cala how important this debate is to the New Republic if we're all there. But I'm pretty sure she needs us to keep dad awake during the proceedings." He said.

"I'm sure you could help too, if your mom needed it," Tahiri put in, "You're good at coming up with solutions that no one else does."

Anakin grinned back at her, and was it just her imagination, or did he blush?

"Hi Tahiri!" Jacen and Jaina approached the Falcon with their duffel bags slung over their shoulders, waving goodbye to their friends watching from the hangar bay. Tahiri frowned, she'd been hoping for at least a couple more minutes alone with Anakin.

"Ready to go?" Jacen beamed up at his little brother. Jaina gave Tahiri a hug that was almost instinct, and Tahiri couldn't help but return the embrace with fervor. She'd be lying if she said that one of the benefits of being so close with Anakin Solo wasn't the friendship of his brother and sister.

"Yeah," Anakin sighed, despite being so excited about the debate just a moment ago, "I guess I'll see you later, Tahiri."

"See you later, Anakin, I love you!"

"Love you too!"

Tahiri didn't realize what she'd said until Anakin replied in kind. And then both Jacen and Jaina were looking at them with the smuggest Solo grins Tahiri had ever seen. Anakin's face was so incredibly red beneath his honeyed mop of hair, and Tahiri thought she would evaporate from the heat she felt in her cheeks.

"Krakana got your tongue?" Jacen ruffled his brother's hair before darting deeper into the Falcon to hide. Jaina took after him with a cackle.

Anakin took a step to run after his older brother and sister, but stopped himself, turning to smile back at Tahiri.

"I can't wait to get back," He told her.

Tahiri inhaled sharply, and ran up the ramp. Before he could react, she placed a quick kiss on his cheek, and ran back down. By the time Anakin had processed what had happened, the ramp was closing, and his father was yelling for him to strap in.

"I'll see you when you get back!" She waved as the ramp shut.

Her heart was still beating powerfully, but with each beat she felt lighter than air. She was fairly certain it took off with the Falcon as it soared over the Massassi treetops, up higher and higher towards the gas giant of Yavin.

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@jedilegacied​ || continued from here.

“And you’ve, what? Buried all your feelings this whole time? Thought you’d deal with it some other day, it’s not important right now?” Okay, maybe he was projecting a little bit, because he had done that before. Many times, and it never ended well. “I might not be able to do much, but I can listen if you want to vent.” Kyp paused and then shrugged. “Or if you want to spar, we could do that too.”

[orphicdawn]

* @endhope / REY

          ❝   if  you  think  i  am  going  to  let  you  run  off  on  your  own   . . .   ❞   her  grip  on  rey’s  wrist  softens  as she  drops  her  hand  and  walks  to  the  edge  of  the  hill   .   brown  hues  search  along  the  edge  of  the  waves  to  see  their  way  across   .   ❝   there   .   we  can  take  that  and  find  the  holocron    that’ll  lead  us  to  exogol   .   let’s  go  together   .   ❞

[ao3feed--reylo]

Ice Rises and Fire to Meet It

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by ThirstOrder3987

Newly crowned King Kylo of Arendelle locks himself away in an ice castle of his own making after his coronation doesn’t go as planned. Though his twin sister Princess Jaina is determined to make him see sense, it turns out local ice farmer Rey is just what Ben needs to find the balance his soul has craved since he was a child.

   Some parts of this story will follow the movies almost word for word. Other details of course won’t. Those differences will tell the real story we’re following here…

Words: 4009, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types, Frozen (Disney Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey (Star Wars), Jaina Solo, Armitage Hux, Chewbacca (Star Wars), BB-8 (Star Wars)

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey/Ben Solo

Additional Tags: Movie: Frozen (2013), Movie: Frozen 2 (2019), Loss of Parent(s), Magic, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Twins, Family Dynamics, Royalty, Castles, Winter, Disney, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Slow Burn, Ben Solo is a Mess, Ben Solo Needs A Hug, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren as Elsa (Disney), These two royal diva's have the same exact energy., Right down to the cape strut.

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[thegirlwholied]

Jaina Solo Had a Type:

I'm having a "reminiscing about the Star Wars EU" day (when it was good it was very, very good, and when it was bad, lol, I still read it) and thanks to @ice-connoisseur mentioning familiarity with Jaina Solo more through fic & wikis... I find myself compelled to share two Random Scenes From Jaina Solo's Love Life that, though I haven't reread these books ever, have somehow stayed with me over half my life:

Leia, telling Jag Fel, Jaina's love interest at the time, how to find a young Jedi named Zekk... who happens to be Jaina's childhood sweetheart:

"He looks a bit like a young Kyp Durron- dark hair and green eyes, similar height..."

[Leia] trailed off and she studied Jag appraisingly.

For a moment Jag thought she might comment on the fact that this description could just as well have been applied to him.

In his opinion, there were far too many dark-haired, green-eyed men in Jaina Solo's orbit.

The EU at its height: ah yes the once-roguish teenage crush, the troublemaking bad boy of Jedi Masters who's too old for her, and the by-the-book rival pilot... are all A Suspiciously Similar Physical Type and forced to awkwardly recognize this themselves and deal with Leia & Han also noting this resemblance and its implications on Jaina's interests thereof. "Legends" is right.

pretty sure this is the one & only time I have seen this happen in fiction... though IRL some folks' romantic interests sure tend to be A Certain Type...

Also, from a later book (the trilogy where the EU totally lost me to be honest... there may have been mind-melding bugs... but still) this moment :

Han, over ship comms, in response to Jag Fel (his daughter's then-ex) telling them he really doesn't want to shoot them down:

"Do what you have to do, kid. I always liked Kyp Durron better anyway."

(Leia then slaps off the comms to demand Han, are you crazy - less so for antagonizing the guy in command of a fleet they're face, more so because - Kyp?!)

[theorganasolo]

An Alderaanian Sweater

Happy Holidays @graciecatfamilyband! I’m your Secret Santa :)

I hope you enjoy this fic! @hanleiasecretsanta

Summary: Leia finds an old holiday sweater she gave to Han which sparks some happy memories.

Link to FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13467122/1/An-Alderaanian-Sweater

5 years post ROTJ

Another Winter Fete season was upon the galaxy and Leia Organa-Solo could not help but smile to herself as she sat on the couch sipping hot cocoa in the house she shared with her husband General Han Solo.  Taking another sip, she hummed feeling beyond grateful that this was her life now.  After Alderann she never would have imagined that she would be able to feel joy again, the loss of her planet, her home, her family, Mama and Father she thought.  But then a man with a lopsided grin had walked into her life and nothing would be the same.  And of course Luke, Leia chuckled.   She couldn’t imagine life without her brother now.  

“Hey Leia! She’s getting a little fussy, can you look for her blanket? I think I tossed it in our room.” Han’s voice broke Leia out of her reverie as she got up to look for her daughter’s beloved blanket.

Daughter, I have a daughter Leia mused.  Jaina Solo, named after Han’s mother, had been born a few weeks ago, an early Winter Fete present.  The small new family had been adjusting since then and had discovered that Jaina could not sleep without her favorite pink blanket, a present from her Uncle Chewie.  Leia entered her and Han’s room and began searching for the pink fleece.  Going through drawers in their closet, Leia moved onto Han’s side and began  searching through them one by one.  She reached the last one and began digging through it.  A bold gold and white fabric caught her eye while she was looking and she pulled out the soft thick fabric and came face to face with an ugly holdiday sweater, an ugly holiday sweater she hadn’t seen for many many years….

Echo Base - Hoth (2 ABY)

Leia Organa was stumped.  The rogues had decided to put together a holiday exchange where everybody is assigned somebody to get a gift for.  And Leia, with her luck, more like cursed she thought, had been given Han’s name.  And boy oh boy did Han get a kick out of that.

“You know your worshipfulness, if you don’t have any ideas, you could always put a bow on your head and make yourself the present,” was his cheeky response.

Leia of course had turned bright red and sputtered out, “In your dreams flyboy.”

If only she knew, Han thought.

Leia had tried to trade, went to Luke begging him to exchange names.  Luke had gotten Mon Mothma of all people.  But Luke had refused, saying it wouldn’t be in the holiday spirit to trade.

“You’ll think of something Leia, I can feel it.” was Luke’s reply before he went off to start working on Mon’s gift.

So there Leia was, one week before the holiday exchange and no idea what to get Han.  It wasn’t like there was a store she could go to or put in an order.  Han had been doing supply runs so she couldn’t exactly tell him to pick up his own gift.  The command meeting she was in droned on and all Leia could think of is that she had nothing to get Han.  She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize the meeting had ended leaving only her and General Rieekan in the room.  Rieekan had gotten Chewie in the gift exchange but knew that Leia had been struggling with ideas on what to give the smuggler.

“Credit for your thoughts?”

Leia startled, seeing only her and Rieeken, and sighed, “I’m sorry Carlist, I just -”

“Don’t know what to get Han?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“You’ve been lost in thought since assignments went out weeks ago.”

“I’m going to kill Wedge for coming up with this idea.  Where does he think people are supposed to get presents?   We’re in the middle of nowhere on an ice planet!”

“Lelila, when did you get to be such a grouch? I remember a little girl who used to get so excited for Winter Fete.  She went ice skating with her mother, drank hot cocoa with her father in the library, and counted down the days until she could open up all of the presents under the tree.”

Leia felt the corners of her mouth turn up at the memory.

“You know,” Rieekan continued, “I think I have an idea of what you can get Han for the gift exchange, come with me to my room.”

With that Rieeken got up from the room, leaving Leia no choice but to follow him down the icy corridors to his quarters.  Upon arrival, Rieekan began rummaging through the tiny closet before he pulled out bright red and green fabrics along with white, gold, and silver colored Alderaanian fabrics.  Leia gasped upon recognition of what Rieekan was suggesting she make for Han, an Alderaanian holiday sweater.  They were worn around Winter Fete back on her home planet, and they all required two things upon making, they had to be handmade and they had to be ugly.  But Leia was dumbfounded as to how Carlist had gotten the fabric.

“Carlist...how did you…”

“Get all of this fabric?  When the rogues announced they were doing this gift exchange I had placed an order with Chewie to pick some up.”

Leia was struggling with her emotions seeing the fabric that came from a cotton plant that only grew on Alderaan, “But how is this possible? I thought the plant was extinct after….”

“So did I, but Chewie said he had recognized this plant growing off world on some planet, someone must have distributed the seeds, so the tradition can live on.”

“I don’t know Carlist.  I only have a week, and the sweater would have to be hand made.  Who knows if he would even care, I doubt Han would understand the significance of an Alderanian holiday sweater,” Leia lamented while crossing her arms.

“Lelila, I think you underestimate Han.  Sure he doesn’t really know Alderaanian culture, but how can he if you don’t explain it to him.  You can’t let Alderaan die out Leia, it’s still alive, it lives in you and in me, and in all its surviving members.”

Leia thought it over to herself.  She remembered her family exchanging holiday sweaters with her family.  She had given her father a bright green sweater with Taun Tauns on it.  And deep down, in a part of herself she doesn’t like acknowledging, she knew that Han would appreciate the gesture.

“Well it is awfully cold here, I think I can scrounge up a sweater for Han with everything you have!”

“That’s the spirit Leia! I look forward to seeing your sweater at the party.”  With that Rieekan deposited the fabric to Leia’s arms and made his way to exit the room.

1 Week Later

Leia found herself walking towards the racous noise emanating from the mess hall.  Wth her lumpy package in her arms, a lump in her throat, and a nervous heartbeat, Leia let her feet guide her towards the party.  Upon entering, she saw that the rogues had truly outdone themselves.  There were giant paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling, lights strung up along the walls, and a tree?  Leia didn’t even want to know how they managed to get that from this desolate planet.  Scanning the area, Leia spot Han talking to Rieeken.  She made her way over to the pair and saw Han hand Rieekan over a large container.

“Hey sweetheart, fashionably late I see.”

“For your information flyboy, I was busy finishing up your present.”

Before the banter could continue any further Rieekan interrupted the pair, “Well thank you for the present Han, I’ll have to see if your cooking skills live up to Leia’s stories,” with a wink Rieekan departed the pair, leaving them alone in the crowd.

Han had a smug grin on his face, “So, you like my cooking huh?”

Leia blushed, “It is quite good, I’ve always been a fan of Corellian spices.”

“In that case, I’ve got something spicy that you might want to-”

Not wanting him to finish, Leia thrust the package to him, “Here, Merry Winter Fete Han.”

Han was about to make another smart remark but noticed that Leia was chewing on her thumb and bouncing on the balls of her feet, was she nervous?  Glancing at Leia he carefully tore off the wrapping paper and was left face to face with a gold and silver colored Alderaanian ugly holiday sweater.  Looking closer at it he noticed it was decorated with red and green Taun Tauns.  He also noticed while feeling it that the sweater was definitely hand made.

“Leia...this is….wow…” Han was speechless for once in his life.

Unfortunately, Leia mistook his loss of words for distaste.

“It’s not one of my best ones, the last one I was sewed was for my father, and that was years ago.”

Shaking his head, “S’not what I meant, Leia this is amazing, it must have taken you hours to make this.”

Realizing that Han liked her present Leia felt relieved and began to smile, “Do you know what it is?”

“It’s a handmade sweater, right?”

“Well yes, but it’s so much more than that,” Leia trailed off and looked at Han who gestured for her to continue.

“It’s an Alderaanian ugly holiday sweater.  It’s supposed to look like it’s ugly. All of the sweaters are handmade, made from a special cotton plant that only grows on Alderaan.  The colors represent different things.  My family and I would exchange sweaters every year for Winter Fete.”

Han was struggling to form words.  He was absolutely touched that the princess would make something for him from her culture, he didn’t feel worthy, espeically since she told him the last one she made was for her father.

“Leia…” she let out a small gasp as he pulled her into a hug, which she returned after a brief hesitation.  He feels soft and hard all over Leia thought to herself.

“Thank you Leia, this means a lot to me,” Han’s voice was muffled as he spoke into her hair.

“You’ll have to thank Carlist, he gave me the idea.”

Pulling back, Han pulled the sweater over his head and modeled it for the blushing princess.

“Well, what do you think?”

Leia laughed, “You’ve never looked better, and I’ll have to thank Chewie for giving me your measurements.”

“I see, you and that furball were conspiring against me,” joked Han.

“You’re just jealous I was conspiring with him and not with you,” Leia quipped back.

Han was about to retort before Rieekan interrupted him, “Ah, I see Lelila gifted you one of our famous sweaters.”

Han grinned, “She sure did.”

Smiling between the two Leia was going thank Rieekan again for the idea before Wedge spotted her and waved her over, “Princess! I have your gift! Come on over!”

“Well if you boys will excuse me,” Leia shot one last grin at Han before turning on her heel and walking over to Wedge.

“Hey Rieekan, Leia was mentioning that the colors represent something, do the gold and silver fabrics have a special meaning?”

Rieekan did a double take at the sweater Han was wearing, taking in the metallic colors of the sweater and the red and green patterned Taun Tauns before a grin spread across his face, “Did Leia not mention the meanings?”

“All she said was that they had one.”

Rieekan let out a short laugh, “Just know that Leia really cares about you.”  Not wanting to reveal anymore of Lelila’s feelings to the smuggler before she was ready, Rieekan left Han with a puzzled expression on his face as he made his way over to one of the tables to grab some hot chocolate.  Leave it to Leia to state her feelings in a way that keeps Han from knowing how she really feels.  After all, silver and gold combined on an Alderaanian ugly holiday sweaters are only reserved for those that you love.

Present Day

“It’s still one of my favorite gifts from you,” Han stated, drawing Leia out of her reverie, “besides the one that’s sleeping down the hall.”

Han was looking at Leia with pure adoration and love on his face.

“Come here flyboy,” Leia grabbed Han by the front of his shirt and drew him in for a sweet but passionate kiss.  Han pulled away with a mischevious look on his face,

“Hey sweetheart, you never did tell me what the colors on the sweater represented.”

“I guess I have avoided that little detail.  Well I guess you deserve the truth now.  A red and green sweater represents a family love, I always made my father’s and mother’s sweaters that color.”

“And gold and silver?”

Leia blushed, “Gold and silver are given to those who you love, and not in family way.”

“I knew it! I knew you had feelings for me back then!” Han had a triumphant grin on his face as he pulled Leia in for a side hug.

“Okay flyboy, don’t let it go to your head.”

“Who me?” Han shot her his famous lopsided grin and began to pull the sweater over his head, “I figured I’d put it on for old times sake.”

“It still suits you.”

“You’ll have to make one for Jaina!  Winter Fete is two weeks away.”

“It would be nice to introduce her to Alderaan culture, even if she’s too young to understand the significance.”

“She’ll know where she comes from Leia, we’ll make sure of it.”

With that, the pair exited the bedroom and made their way to cuddle on the couch by the Winter Fete tree.