AN: Here it is, the last one! An extra big thank you to all who read and reviewed. It's been a fun month.

Prompt 101 - Sickness

Leia wished she could sleep, but the constant need to blow her nose prevented her from doing so. Next to her in the bed, Han too was red-nosed and puffy-eyed and looked like sleep was eluding him too. At least Chewie had taken the kids out for the day, so their sick parents wouldn't have to worry about them and could concentrate on getting better.

Not that it looked like they would get better quickly, though. They both seemed to have one of those flus that would linger for a while.

"Leia," Han croaked out, "what're the odds of us both gettin' sick on the same day?"

Leia's chapped lips broke into a tiny smile. "I thought you didn't believe in odds."

"I don't, but . . ." He coughed several times before he could continue. ". . . ya know, usually when one of us gets sick the other can wait on the sick person."

Leia coughed as well, feeling her lungs press against her chest as if they wanted to break her ribs. "Are you saying you want me to wait on you like this?"

"No, course not." Now Han was giving his own tiny grin. "You might sneeze in my food."

"Ugh, Han, this is disgusting enough without you bringing up something like that." Leia sniffled, forced to breathe out of her mouth. "Speaking of which, who's going to get food?"

Han was sniffling too. "Well right now, I ain't hungry and I just wanna sleep."

"Me too."

He gently reached over and stroked his wife's shoulder, suddenly sporting a cheeky grin. "Why do we both have to get sick in order to have an excuse to lie in bed together all day? You know, we should be . . ."

Leia yawned. "Sorry nerfherder, but I don't have the energy for that today."

"Neither do I, which is why it's such a shame that we have to be sick for this." He slowly placed her hand on his cheek. "Stayin' in bed with the most beautiful woman in the galaxy . . ."

"I don't think I'm too beautiful like this."

"You're always beautiful, sweetheart," he said through a strained yawn. "Just be warned, if I do actually get to sleep I might snore louder than usual. Ya know, congestion . . . "

"It's all right," said Leia. "I might too."

Han snuggled up closer to his wife. "Still, even with the flu this ain't so bad."

Leia smiled as her eyes slowly closed, finally starting to drift off. "No, it's not. It's really not . . ."

Five minutes later they were both sound asleep, snuggled up around each other.

THE END