Author's Note: I've finally posted!! I know, it's been awhile. But bear with me here; I will update as often as I possibly can. Thank you for all of the helpful reviews, everyone; I really appreciate them. Also, I'd like to thank user solarmoon59 for helping me out with this fan fiction. Anyway, let us continue the story…

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Chapter Four: The Tour

After meeting the new visitors in the docking bay along with the rest of the crew, Data was requested by the captain to give them a tour of the Enterprise. He supposed he was the ambassador now, however unofficial that was. I guess Captain Picard doesn't trust them, he thought.

Data was interested in all of the crew, especially the two 'droids.' It seemed that they were artificial life forms also, and the android was interested to find out more about them.

He led them out of the docking bay, deciding to show Captain Solo and his crew the bridge first. Of course, he would have to ask Captain Picard's permission. Data pressed his comm. "Captain?"

Picard's voice came crackling through as always. "Yes, what is it, Data?"

"Permission to bring our guests on the bridge, sir."

"Permission granted," Picard replied, ending the conversation with a resounding click.

At this point, Data noticed that the crew of The Millennium Falcon were all staring at him curiously and immediately assumed what it was about. "This is my communicator," he explained, pointing to his badge. "It allows me to contact other members of the ship."

"That's a really interesting piece of technology," the young man known as Luke Skywalker replied. He held out a hand. "May I see it, please?" he asked politely.

"Of course," Data replied, taking it off his uniform and handing it to the young man.

Luke turned over the badge in his hand, studying it with awe and interest. Finally handing the badge back to the android, he asked, "What does the symbol stand for?"

"The symbol stands for Starfleet, the organization that trains officers to work on starships such as this one," Data replied.

Luke and the others just stood there for a minute. Then Data stated, "Let us begin the tour." He began to briskly walk down the corridor. The others quickly caught up with him.

"Say," Han said, moving up so that he was alongside the android, "what is the bridge?"

"It is where we are going now," Data said, stopping in front of a turbolift. "It is the command center for the entire ship. Many important decisions are made there, and it is where the senior officers, including the captain, work."

The turbolift doors opened. "There is no way we are all going to fit in there," Princess Leia said skeptically.

Han peered into the turbolift. "Definitely not," he decreed.

Data blinked and nodded. "We shall just have to make several trips. The turbolift is voice activated, so you just tell the computer where you want to go."

Data, Han, and Chewbacca entered the turbolift. "Bridge," Data said, and the elevator began to move.

A minute or two later, all of the crew, plus the science officer of the Enterprise, were on the bridge.

To Data, the bridge was a familiar and welcoming sight. But to the others, it was an amazing scene. Various people in uniforms sat at work stations around the bridge, a large, circular sloping room. There were three tan seats in the middle, facing a very large window that showed twinkling stars against an expanse of black sky.

The android led them down to an empty space next to the three chairs. Captain Solo nodded approvingly. "I'm very impressed," he told the science officer.

Just then Captain Picard walked into the bridge from a side door, sitting down in the middle chair. "So, what do you think of the bridge, Captain Solo?"

Captain Solo nodded his approval. "Like I just told your officer, I'm very impressed," he told the other captain.

Leia smiled. "You should be proud, Captain—it takes a lot to impress Han," she told Captain Picard.

"Yeah, we should make Rebellion ships like this," Luke piped up, confusing both Captain Picard and Commander Data with the word 'Rebellion.'

Data turned to lead the crew off the bridge, but Captain Picard stopped Luke with a hand. "There will be more time for questions later, but may I ask just one?"

"Sure."

"Are your peoples…at war?"

Luke thought for half a second, and then nodded. "Yes, we are," he said.

The captain nodded solemnly. "Thank you."

They left the bridge, walking silently down the corridors after another ride on the turbolift. Both parties wanted to ask questions, but were too nervous to ask. Finally, Han broke the silence by asking, "Where are we going now, Commander?"

Data either did not catch the sarcasm or did not understand it. "We are going to Engineering, Captain. Then we will meet with Doctor Crusher in Sickbay."

When they reached Engineering, Geordi LaForge was there to greet them. "Hey, Data!" he said cheerily. "What brings you down…oh, hello, Captain Solo! Are you giving them a tour?" he asked Data.

"Yes, I am. If you remember correctly, Geordi, the Captain requested me to do so."

"Oh…right. Hey, would you like me to show them the warp core?"

"I am sure they would enjoy that," the android replied.

Geordi led Han Solo and the others to a very tall object. It was taller than any of them, and had work stations situated around it. The object consisted of several blue, pulsating tubes.

"This is the warp core," Geordi explained. "It runs our ship, and gives it the power to go to warp speed."

While Data answered questions, Geordi pulled Han Solo aside. "I was wondering, Captain," he said, "when would be the best time for me to start working on your ship with you?"

"You're a bit eager, aren't you?" Han asked. Seeing Geordi's face at that remark, he laughed. "It's fine. You can meet me sometime tomorrow afternoon."

Geordi smiled and nodded. "I'll see you then," he said.

With that, Han re-joined the group and Data led them out of Engineering and into Sickbay.

The red-haired doctor jovially greeted the crew of The Millennium Falcon. "Why hello, Captain Solo," she said. "How do you like the Enterprise?"

"It's…" Han replied, trying to find the right word.

"It highly exceeds our standards," Luke interrupted. Everyone else agreed.

"Well, there isn't much to see," Dr. Crusher said, changing the subject. "If you're feeling ill, or are injured in any way at all, just come down here. That's all you really need to know, and—"

Just then, a teenaged boy came into Sickbay. "Hi, Mom, what's…whoa!" His eyes widened. "Who are these people?"

"Oh, Captain Solo, this is my son, Wesley. Wes, this is Captain Han Solo and his crew. They'll be staying on the Enterprise temporarily, so you may see them around the ship."

"Um, okay! See you later, Mom!" Wesley dashed out of Sickbay as fast as his legs could carry him.

Doctor Crusher laughed uneasily. "I think you scared him," she chided.

"Oops," Han said, smirking.

"Where are we going now?" Luke asked as they left Sickbay.

"I am now taking you to your quarters," the android replied. "If you would like, I can show you some of the ship's other highlights another time."

"Sounds good," Han said. "I'm exhausted."

They arrived at a door and they went inside, examining their new quarters. "This concludes our tour," the android stated. "I hope you enjoy your stay." Data left the room and began walking down the corridor. He was off-duty now, and he was going to make his way to Engineering, where maybe he could help Geordi with that malfunctioning computer panel…

"Hey, sir!" a voice called.

Data turned around to see Luke Skywalker standing there. "Um, sir? Can I talk to you?"

The android nodded. "Of course. I am sure you would like to ask me some questions."

Luke grinned. "Yeah, that's about right. Where are we going?"

"My quarters will be a suitable place to converse. Follow me, please."

While they were walking to said location, the android noticed a slim, cyndrical object hanging from the young man's belt.

"What is that?" Data asked inquisitively.

Luke frowned. "Um, I can't show you what it is right now, but it's my weapon."

Data nodded in understanding. "I see," he said.

Luke pointed to the object hanging from Data's belt. "And I'm assuming that's your weapon?" he asked.

"Yes, it is."

They said nothing more but entered Data's quarters. It was a little smaller than what Luke had seen, but it was basically the same.

A small, orange alien that walked on four feet came up to Data and made a strange sound, rubbing against the android's legs. Data picked up the alien, holding it in his arms. "This is Spot," he said. "She is a cat, an animal native to the planet Earth."

Luke reached over to touch the animal, and it bared its teeth and hissed menacingly at him.

Data set the cat down. "Unfortunately, she only seems to like me."

Both the android and the young man sat down.

"What is it you wished to speak with me about?" Data asked Luke.

"Um, I just wanted…to learn more about you. Are you human?"

The science officer shook his head. "No, I am not human, though I wish desperately to be so. I am an artificial life form, an android."

Luke raised his eyebrows. "Wow," he said. "Are you treated as an equal?"

Data nodded. "Yes, though I find it very difficult to understand human behavior. Now, may I possibly ask you a question?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Your 'droids,' they are artificially intelligent, correct?"

Luke saw where Data was going with this. "Yeah, they are. Threepio is a protocol droid, and Artoo is an astromech. They're both really smart." He paused. "If you'd like, you can chat with them. Threepio's pretty talkative."

"I would greatly enjoy that," the android replied. "But I have another question. What is it that 'astromech' and 'protocol' droids do?"

Luke shrugged. "Astromech droids repair equipment and ships. Protocol droids are used for translating, as servants, and for other tasks." The young Jedi chuckled. "Those droids are inseparable. You'll never see one without the other. Even if Threepio is complaining the whole way."

"So they are friends," Data stated.

"Yeah," Luke stood up. "I guess I'd better get going," he said, just as Data's comm beeped.

"Commander Data?" the captain asked.

"Yes, sir?"

"Are you done with the tour?"

"Almost, sir. I was having a discussion with Luke Skywalker," the android explained.

"Please finish up, Commander, and inform Captain Solo that his party must drop off their weapons at the weapons locker. Then please report to Conference Room One."

"Affirmative, Captain," Data replied, shutting off the comm. "We should return to your quarters," he told Luke.

Luke nodded. "Alright," he said. "But I'll show you my lightsaber first, since I have to drop it off anyway." He unsheathed the object from its belt.

"This was the weapon I asked you about?" Data inquired.

"Yeah." Luke pressed a button on the weapon. A blue, glowing blade shot out of the handle, making a whooshing, then a low humming sound. The young man's face was bathed in the glow of the beautiful weapon.

"That is an amazing piece of weaponry," Data said, reaching out to touch it.

"NO, DON'T—" Luke yelled, swinging the blade and accidently cutting Data's hand off, neatly searing it off at the wrist.

Luke looked incredulously at the pale hand on the floor. "Oh, shit," he said, looking extremely worried. "That must hurt really badly."

"On the contrary," Data replied. "I feel no pain, as I do not have pain receptors." He picked up his hand, staring at it curiously. "How interesting," he said, looking at his hand, then his empty wrist.

Luke shook his head. "Oh, man, I am in so much trouble now," he said, putting his head in his hands. "This is not a good start for diplomatic relations. Everyone is going to be so pissed."

Data attempted to comfort Luke by saying, "Do not worry. I am an android. This can be fixed quickly and easily."

Luke said nothing but, "Maybe we should go back now."

When Luke and Data arrived at Luke's quarters, they found Captain Solo and the others crowded around an object built into the wall.

Han noticed Data and asked, "Would you mind telling us what this is? Even Threepio's baffled."

"That is a replicator. Would you like me to show you how it works?"

All off them nodded eagerly.

"A replicator replicates food and other items. It is useful, for we often have limited resources."

Data stood in front of the replicator and stated, "Water." A glass of water materialized out of nowhere.

All of the guest crew was speechless, except for Threepio, who blurted out, "Amazing! I wonder how it works, Artoo."

The smaller droid made a whistling sound. "I have no idea," Threepio replied.

"I would be glad to tell you how it works, but unfortunately I have a meeting to attend to." Data informed them about their weapons, politely bade a goodbye, and left.

Han stared at the door that Data had just exited. "That is one weird guy."

"That's because he's an android."

"WHAT?!?"

As Data walked down the corridor, he examined his hand. It is damaged, but nothing that Geordi cannot fix. I will visit Engineering later, after the meeting. Data entered the conference room, and Captain Picard cleared his throat.

The meeting had begun.

Author's Note: Things are getting a little more intense now, and will be even more intense next chapter… Let's just say that Captain Picard will not be happy about Data's 'accident' with the lightsaber.

Thanks for reading another chapter, and please do review! Until next chapter…