Disclaimer I Do not own star wars. and Note. I'm so happy with the response I've gotten so far on this story. and Just on day one. It really pushed me to upload this chapter ASAP. Let me know what you think. DOn't be shy to leave a review :) . Also I think I might of gotten the sequence of events slightly wrong. I couldn't remember I the worm was before or After Hoth. Now I think about it I think it was after, but this works. I don't have access to the original trilogy, so I have to go by memory. We only have the original on VHS and the player has been broken for. God 6 years now. Planning on getting them on DVD when I can.

Three months, It had been three months since Han left, and she hadn't so much as gotten a Holo from him. A few weeks was normal, but going this long without a word was unlike him.

Lalia paced her small room, it wasn't much, mostly a bed, a night stand and a desk in the corner. Toloran was her home, but she often traveled with her brother and before that her father so she learned to keep her belongings small so she could pack up and be prepared to go long periods of time with very little. She hated being grounded. Twice now she tried stealing a ship from the hanger. It was guarded to the point that was impossible.

King Aquilo knew her all to well. She wrinkled her nose, trying to think up a plan B. She turned about to do another lap around the room when she heard it, a barely audible scratching noise. She paused, straining her ears. When she didn't hear anything she chalked it up to nerves.

She was half way across the room when she heard it again, louder this time. She was sure she didn't mistake it this time. She looked around the room swiftly. Her eyes drawn to the bed. Where she heard it again.

"Scratch, Scratch, crack." Like an egg.

An egg! Imediately, and momentarily forgetting her worries she ran over to the bed and flipped up the blue blanket, and sure enough. Where she kept an icy blue egg that she found months ago.

The egg was moving and had small fissures going up around the egg. The dragon was scratching and clawing it's way out. Slowly chipping away the surface. She carefully pulled it out from under the bed. She sat down tucking her legs under her. Her honey Hughes brimming with excitement. So the egg wasn't a dud, it was alive. A wave of relief went through her, she was beginning to think it would never hatch.

"clink, clink" Sounds like breaking porcelain filled the room, and slowly she began to see a claw followed by glimpses of a head and eyes. She had the urge to help it, but resisted. The baby needed to figure out by itself how to get out of its prison.

Suddenly it shattered in a thousand pieces. She had to shield her eyes with her arm to avoid getting cut by one of the egg shards. When she deemed it safe she lowered her arm.

The dragon, still wet and covered in embryo gazed up at her. It was at least twenty inches long, with light blue scales, and darker blue spines. It's leathery wings unfurled behind it. It sneezed. Releasing a jet of not fire but ice. It's talons were white and the eyes were a clear blue.

"Hey little one." She cooed. Holding out two fingers.

The Dragon observed her for a moment, as if deciding on her worth. It must of decided she was worthy. For the dragon, clumsily at first walked over to her and head butted her fingers. She ran them over its head and its neck. She didn't know if it was male or female, she'd have to check the old archives on descriptions to be sure.

She smiled as the dragon, digging into her white pants crawled into her lap, curling up in it and gazing up at her with intelligent eyes.

"You must be hungry"

The dragon nodded it's head as if it understood her. She scooped it up in her arms and went to go see I she could find some sort of meat for it. Unaware in another part of the galaxy. Someone else was experiencing the same thing she was.

Luke rolled his eyes at Han's behind his back. "I know what i' doing. you don't have to mother me"

"Watch it kid, I'm not above pushing you right out of this spaceship."

"Would you two quite arguing for five minutes." The princess called out from where she was helping out with other repairs on the falcon, currently stuck in the middle of space tell they could fix the repairs. Well, in an asteroid more like it. Though something was off about it.

"Doubt it" He grumbled. Working on the fuses, he had always been a quick learner. He was in the process of switching some of them about so they were more efficient. (without Han figuring out what he was doing behind his back) . He didn't even react as sparks occasionally hit his fingertips. Years of working on droids and the machines on the moisture farm He was used to it. He just reached the last one when he bumped into a panel and a bag fell with a thud.

"What the..." He knelt down curious. He glanced to see if Han was looking. He wasn't. He was busy arguing with the princess, again. He was going to put it back where he found it, when he felt a familiar pull. The same one he often felt when Ben told him to concentrate on the force. Which he wasn't doing now yet he still felt like he should snoop around. Not like Han could do anything about it if he wanted to. He pulled out the contence out of the bag.

It was a beautiful white egg but , it was moving, cracks around it. Whatever "it " was . Was hatching.

He climbed out from the floorboard .

"HAN, Leia we have a situation here. " He put the egg down on the table. Which was a hologram game of sorts. whatever was hatching he hoped wasn't dangerous.

"WHAT!" they shouted at the same time.

"You're not smuggling anything dangerous are you Han?" Luke asked watching egg. Chips of the outer shell falling on the table.

"No why?"

Cause something is hatching"

"Hatching, what do you mean. "hatching." " Han came out to investigate.

Luke casually waved the back of his hand at the egg. "That"

Han looked at it a few moments. Leia moved closer squinting curiously. "Is that, what I think it is?"

"Yeah, that's a dragon egg, a rare one and no I wasn't smuggling it. With everything that's gone On, I completely forgot it was there."

"What is it doing here, if you weren't smuggling it?" Luke looked at Han skeptically, it wasn't the first time he found himself skeptical of the smuggler.

"Does it matter kid?" His eyes un focusing and staring off into no where.

Han was hiding something, luke could feel it. He didn't like being kept in the dark. This was the third time since he met the man that he had the distinct feeling he was keeping secrets. He seemed to be in to much of a hurry on more than one occasion, and when their communications went down, he swore in more languages than Luke even knew.

He was distracted by the sound of shattering. He glanced at the table. a white dragon with purplish blue claws and spine had hatched out of the egg, and was shaking off the rest of the embryo and shell from its body. The poor thing was freaked out though. When it hatched it started up the holograms. Luke caught it before it fell to the floor. Though it hissed and snapped at him. Calming only once it realized it was safe. Though clung onto his robe like a Mynock

Speaking of, One just hit the window as that thought crossed his mind.

I don't think we're on an asteroid." Han put on a suit and went outside. Leaving Luke to scramble , and unable to get the dragon to let go. He could actually hear the fabric ripping.

Leia went to try to help, but when she got into the vicinity of the dragon, it became even more tense so she backed up. Giving him an apologetic look.

Luke shrugged it off, and stroked the dragons leathery wings, trying to calm it. Come to think of it. The dragon was probably more afraid right now of them than they were of it. Everything being new and scary. Being hatched on a ship must not be a pleasant experience.

When Han came back he tossed a Mynock on the floor and went to the pilots seat. "Hold onto something kid. "

Luke held onto the dragon and the wall of the ship as Han took off out of the worm's mouth into space, heading to the frozen planet of Hoth. Where the Rebel Alliance currently was residing, or at least one of their bases.

The dragon looked at the dead mynock with greedy eyes. un-clinging from Luke's now torn robes. It stalked, clumsily albeit. toward the dead prey. Sniffing it, it bared his sharp teeth and dug into the creature. Tearing bits of flesh and tossing it into the air only to catch it and eat it.

Luke and Leia exchanged glances and spoke simultaneously. "That's disgusting"

Lalia crouched down behind a boulder , her white cloth helping her blend in. he ducked her head. Listening into the transmissions from the storm troopers. The male dragon as she had come to figure out was the gender, nestled in her bag. She didn't go anywhere without him. Worried he'd need something and she wouldn't be there.

At first all she heard was static. But, as one got closer she heard it.

"All troops fall back, the millennium falcon has escaped along with the prisoner. Retrieve it"

"Understood"

"Hey! you!" She froze feeling a blaster at the back of her head. "Stat your name and business."

Shit. she was screwed. This was not how she thought that day would begin.