Summary: She lifted her head, hiding nothing from him as she pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and kissed him desperately.
A/N: In which Han wasn't killed in Episode VII: The Force Awakens.
Leia's arms moved around him, holding him as tight as he'd allow. Her eyes filled with tears, and she didn't bother to wipe them away as they fell down her cheeks. "I almost lost you." They'd barely escaped the Starkiller Base before it had exploded. She lifted her head, hiding nothing from him as she pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and kissed him desperately.
They'd been given another second chance, and they intended to make the best of it. His mouth covered hers, deepening the kiss she'd initiated. His arm was tight around her as he moved one hand up to cradle the back of her head. He never wanted this moment to end.
"Welcome home, Han."