A/N Hello again, it's been a while ( sorry) but here's the second part! Thanks to everyone who reviewed it means a lot!

Han knows that Leia knows he's there. It's in the way her shoulders tense, she's anxious, he can tell. Is it a good anxious? Because she wants to impress him? Somehow Han doubts this. The anxiety is probably because she knows he's going to annoy her.

Which of course, he will do his utmost to do.

As he walks forward, his feet making a louder noise than he thinks the should be able to make as they hit the cold hard floor, Leia crouches down further, talking faster to the man next to her. Han feels a little disappointed. She's trying to ignore him.

He smirks. She wouldn't want to ignore him if she felt nothing for him would she? Hating him is better than being indifferent to him. Many girls have hated him before, or pretended to. But they came round in the end.

A niggling doubt in the back of Han's mind reminds him that Leia isn't like the other girls, and she won't be easily fooled. Yes, he thinks. She isn't like the other girls. That's precisely why he feels the way he does.

Han blinks to himself. No, he wasn't thinking that. All he feels for Leia is a challenge to try and persuade her he's not what she thinks. That he's something better. Something she could like.

Argh, dammit, he does care. He cares so much it scares him.

He hasn't know her for long, but it's long enough.

'Hey, princess.' He says. He knows her so well, he can imagine the look on her face as she straightens up, preparing herself to deal with him. It's the same look she gave him the first time he called her that, and the second and the third.

She turns around, and he smiles when he's right. Her features are fixed in a perfect painting of pissed-offness.

He talks to her in the corridor, and accuses her of loving him. Beneath his confident exterior, a knife twists inside him every time she denies it, and he can't see her face to check for truth, as she turns away.

His heart beats so fast he thinks it might grow wings and fly away when she falls onto him. Crap, Han thinks. Act cool, Solo.

But when he snaps at her, he's surprised when she recoils, hurt. Does he mean anything to her? Han can hardly tell. Her behaviour swings from extremes, making it impossible for Han to read her.

Han's up for a challenge though. Especially when it's about love.

Even if he still denies that it's about love.

But he's proved wrong when he finds himself kissing her. He's kissed other girls, but it's nothing like kissing Leia. This is a whole new level. Of... Well, everything really.

He doesn't know how to act after that. So he ignores her as best he could, blocking out all her attempts to get his attention.

If only he didn't love her so goddamn much!

And then she says she has to come out with him. That's when he sees it in her eyes.

Her face is turned towards him, anger flaring up. Anger that he thought she'd let him go alone.

No, Han thinks, she won't let me go alone. And I won't let her go alone either. That's what you do for those you love.

He's certain now. He's falling, so very fast, but not like when he crashed the Falcon before. Like falling through clouds. Good type of falling.

Damn, he loves her.