CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

A VISITOR

Present day.

Anakin was doing some training near the hangar, when he felt a ship aproaching. He shut down his lightsaber and walked inside to see who it was. It was a little ship, for one passenger only, and from it's door a young man came out, his hands covered with black oil. He looked a older than the twins but not much.

"Hello, I'm Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker. May I help you?", Anakin asked confused. The young man stepped closer to Anakin and cleaned his hand before shaking Anakin's.

"Hello sir, my name is Han Solo. I'm sorry to land here in your hangar with no authorization, but a circuit in my ship suddenly broke. Don't worry, I'll be leaving in a minute to find a mechanic". Anakin shook his head.

"No, Han. It's alright, you can stay here. Where are you from?".

"I'm from Calerio, a small planet in the outer rimm", he answered.

"And what are you doing here, so far from your home?", Anakin asked curious. Han suddenly became very nervous. "You are not in trouble, are you?", he asked raising a brow and squeezing his hand slightly.

"No, no, no trouble sir. It's more like a family matter. I really don't want to talk about it", he said hanging his head and looking to the floor. Anakin released his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"Hey, don't worry. If you don't want to talk about it, I understand. Come with me, let's get inside and eat something, you must be starving", Anakin said smiling. Han lifted his head and looked at Anakin with a smile.

"As a matter of fact, I am". They walked inside towards the kitchen.

Padmé was looking inside the refrigerator for something to eat. She finaly grabbed a fruit and walked towards the sink to wash it. Anakin walked inside and cleared his throat, Han standing by his side. Padmé turned around and when she noticed the young man next to her husband, she frowned.

"Honey, this is Han Solo, a pilot that landed in our hangar. His ship has some technical things to work on, so he will be staying with us for a couple of days", Anakin explained. "Han, this is my wife, Padmé Naberrie. She's a senator". Han stepped to the front.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, m'lady", he said in a respectful tone. Padmé nodded.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Han. Why don't you look for something to eat in the refrigerator? I need to talk to my husband", she said. Han nodded and Anakin walked to the next room, following Padmé. Once inside, they closed the door.

"Are you out of your mind?", Padmé asked upset.

"What? The kid's in trouble, it's the least we can do for him, Padmé".

"Really? You've only known him for five minutes!", she said in a sarcastic tone.

"Padmé, he's reliable, believe me. I read his thoughts, and he's a good boy. Come on, trust me". Padmé sighed. Anakin grabbed her hands in his. "What if it was one of our children that would be in trouble and needed some help? He had problems with his family, and he's really hurt. Please? Honey?". His eyes were pleading for understanding from his wife. Padmé's weekrness had always been her husband's look, so she gave in.

"Alright, he can stay. But if he does anything wierd..."

"He will leave", Anakin finished. He smiled and kissed her. "Thank you".

They returned to the kitchen, and there were Han and Kobby. Han was teaching him a magic trick with a scarf. Kobby smiled when Han made the scarf disppear. Padmé smiled.