This is the sequel to "You're Very Lucky, Leia", and is from first Luke's, then Han's POV. I might throw Vader's in there for an epilogue if I feel the need. (I probably will). The title comes from a line in Pirates of the Caribbean, in which one pirate tells Jack. "My sympathies, friend. You've no manner of luck at all."

This is the sequel to "You're Very Lucky, Leia" and is from, first Luke's, then Han's POV. I think I'll probably have Vader's POV later. The title comes from a line in Pirates of the Caribbean, in which one pirate tells Jack, "My sympathies, friend. You've no mannter of luck at all."

Luke Skywalker glanced back at the rubble that was all that was keeping the Imperial troops from getting to him and Han Solo. Luke was bleeding from a knock to the head, and Han's right arm was broken. "We have to hope they'll give up. Everyone one else got out," Luke said quietly. Of course, everyone else was a small group, and he and Han had gotten trapped trying to get to the transports.

"At least Chewie's off visiting his family," Han said. Chewbacca hadn't wanted to go without Han, and to a lesser extent Luke, but it had been an important Wookie holiday that only came around every six standard years, and he'd needed to go. Humans wouldn't have been welcome at the ceremonies, so Luke and Han couldn't have gone with him. "And he took the Falcon with him."

Luke nodded. "We'll stay here for a few days, while the Imperials search the rest of the base. Maybe they'll think the rubble is the end of the corridor."

They both knew that no such thing would happen, but it was nice to pretend.

To pretend that they weren't going to be captured. To pretend that they could escape and fight another day. To pretend that this wasn't going to end in their deaths- or worse.

The rubble began to shift. Han cursed quietly. His left hand drifted down to his blaster. "Wait until they clear it enough," he said.

Luke nodded, gripping his lightsaber handle tight.

They waited tensely, hidden behind more rubble. Han glanced at the rubble. There was still a chance that they'd be overlooked… Luke gasped. "Father," he said.

Han glanced at him. "Vader's here?"

Luke nodded. "He was shielding himself," he said. "I couldn't feel him until now."

Han swore in ancient Corellian.

"Yeah, basically," Luke said.

"Well, that's it then," Han said, sounding resigned. "No way we're getting out of this one."

Luke nodded. He frowned in concentration. "He's getting closer. And…" he gasped. "Leia."

Han smiled involuntarily. "At least I'll see her again," he said after a moment.

Luke waved his hand. "Hold on a second," he said. He stared out at nothing in particular.

Han waited. He didn't pretend to understand all the Force stuff, but he'd long ago decided that it was real, and there were things Luke (and Leia, and their father) could do that defied understanding.

"No," Luke said out loud. "No, Leia," he repeated. "Please, Leia…" he pleaded. "I don't want it, Leia," he continued. "Please, just let us… let me go, Leia. I don't want to fight you."

He shook his head and focused on Han. "She knows we're both here," he said. "And she is not going to let us go."

Han nodded grimly. "Are you surprised?"

Luke shook his head. "Whatever you do, Han, stay behind me," he said.

Han flipped his blaster around and drew it with his off hand. He wasn't as good a shot with his left hand, but he could still shoot.

The last of the rubble blocking the corridor blew out toward them. The rubble they were hiding behind deflected it away from them.

Luke held his lightsaber hilt in a low guard, but didn't ignite it just yet. There was still a very small chance the stormtroopers would pass them by.

The first two rounded the side and saw them. Luke ignited his lightsaber and blocked both stun bolts right back. The two troopers fell.

Han glanced at Luke. He knew what the young Jedi was about to do. "Go," he snapped.

They rushed out, Han already firing, Luke blocking every blast that came close to them. They actually got a good distance toward the hanger, but they were pinned down soon enough. They managed to get into a small room and barricade the door, but they were trapped.

Luke was doing his best to shield himself, so his father and sister couldn't figure out where exactly he was, but he was starting to think it was a waste of effort. There wasn't anyone else on this base who would be using a lightsaber against the stormtroopers. Once reports got back, they'd know exactly where to go.

The blaster bolts flying toward them slowed down, then stopped. Luke and Han exchanged glances. "Good or bad?" Han asked.

Luke frowned. "I'm not sure," he said. "Leia and Father are on the other side of the base, but they are getting closer."

Han nodded. "You know, kid, sometimes you're better than a scanner."

Luke smiled briefly. "Sometimes," he agreed.

They both turned to look at the door. "Do you regret it?" Luke asked.

"Regret what?"

"Taking an old man, two droids, and a kid who had never seen another planet from Tatooine?"

Han shook his head. "No," he said. "I got a lot more out of that trip then I thought I would." He coughed and Luke could feel him trying to change the subject. "Anyway, you know what, I still don't think that old man was right. There is such thing as luck- and all we've got is the bad."

Luke snickered. "You're probably right," he said. The door started to sizzle. Luke swallowed. "We're out of time."

Han mimicked him. "Are they…"

"Still far enough away that I don't think we'll see them," Luke said. "I'm sorry, Han."

Han nodded. They both turned to face the door, ready for whoever came through.

The doors opened, but instead of stormtroopers rushing in, a small sphere dropped in.

Luke jolted, grabbing it with the Force and trying to throw it out. At the same time, he pushed Han to the ground and covered him. He had time for one last thought. He'd failed, and now Han would die and he'd face something even worse than death.

The stun bomb exploded and everything went dark.

The next chapter will be up soon- before the weekend. And, in answer to some anon reviewers on the last story- I'm revealing what makes this universe different slowly. Eventually, you'll find out. Just like the characters.