Man of stars
by
Culf
Chapter IV
Disclaimer: I still don't own Star Wars or LotR. As I said before, they belong to either George Lucas or JRR Tolkien, and nothing I would ever do is likely to change that. Authors note: Just the thought of Han and Sam in the same place makes the Force go wild because it would get to witness it. I wish I was the Force! I wish I was carbonit! I wish I could stop fantasize about things being things I could never be.
Sam Gamgee was sitting outside Bag End, smoking his pipe, when he saw his son, Robin and a stranger walking up the hill. Sam's first thought was that Strider was comming to visit, but he soon discovered that he was wrong. The man was taller than Aragorn, his hair was shorter, and not as dark. He was wearing a skirt, some grey pants with a red stripe going down the side of it, and a dark blue vest. The man had a strange object clinging to his thigh. Sam saw that something was troubling the man.
Han and Robin was walking up the hill, towards the green door, when Han discovered the little man sitting outside the door, smoking something. He seamed to put it out when they got closer.
When they finally reached the top of the hill, the hobbit stood up, and shook hands with Han, introducing himself as Samwise Gamgee. The hobbit was taller than Robin, and his hair was blond, starting to get gray. He was also wearing a vest, a skirt and some pants that didn't reach all the way down to his large, hairy feet's. "So, what can I do you for?" the elderly hobbit asked. "Han here would like to see some of your maps dad." Robin told his father. "Yeah, I am kind of lost, you see." Han continued. He hated to ask for someone's help, having to depend on them wanting to help. As a child, he had decided not to depend on ANYONE, but he was desperate. He needed to find the others.
"You don't know where the shield generator is, do you?" Sam stared at the man, trying not to show how confused he was.
"Excuse me Sir, the what? I have never heard of anything like that before." *Great* Han thought. When he finally dignified himself to ask for help, no one was able to help him. He had to keep trying, though. Leia and the others depended on him.
"It's a huge building, and it will most likely be lot's off stormtroopers around." "Soldiers in white armors." He explained as both the hobbits looked at him with faces looking like question marks. *This is no good* he thought, getting ready to strode of to find the place by himself, when the door flew open and something ran into him.
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After rolling down half the hill looking like that boulder from Indiana Jones (sorry, just had to :) ) the human/hobbit stopped. Han, recovering from the shock, finally manage to pull the other persons hair out of his eye. He raised, and discovered that all his clothes was covered in grass. Then, he saw the other being. All he could see was golden hair everywhere and some ears which couldn't be redder if they'd been pulled of by a gundark. The hobbit removed her hair from her face, and a face, if possible, redder than the ears unfolded. She was beautiful. She had blue, innocent eyes, and her hair was curly, just as every hobbit he'd seen on the way over, but she was the first he saw with blond hair. She was also the first female hobbit he'd seen, dressed as a boy.
"I'm sorry..." she muttered. "Didn't see ya. Was on my way over to the Took's." "Hey!" she cried, as realization dawned upon her. "You're one of them big people!" she looked like she'd heard herself speaking, and flushed scarlet. "Sorry..." she said once again.
"Nothing to be sorry about." Han found this hobbit pretty amusing. "Never minded being runed over by a pretty lady. Even if she is half my size." If the girl had been red before, it was nothing compared to now. She almost turned black.
"So, what's your name?" he asked.
"Elanor Gamgee."
"Pleasure, Elanor. Han Solo here. Nice to meet you." She must have been about 19 years old. Samwise and Robin, seaming to recover from the shock as well, now came running down the hill.
"I'm terribly sorry, Master Solo." Samwise apologized.
"Don't be. I'm all right, pal. No harm done." Sam looked relieved, but then turned to his daughter.
"Elanor, I thought I'd told you to slow down."
"I'm sorry father." She lowered her gaze. Then, asked. "What is he doing her? No big people, except for Aragorn, ever come here."
"This is Han Solo, he met Robin just outside Hobbiton. He is looking for someplace called a... I'm sorry, what did you call it again?"
"A shield generator." Answered Han.
"Oh yes. He was looking for this shield generator but seams to be lost."
"I could help him find it!" Elanor cried out. This sounded exciting.
"I'm sure you could Elanor, but even if I found it, it would be much to dangerous for you to follow, young lady." Han laughed.
"I'm not afraid. I know how to fence, and there has never been any orcs around here." He was not going to deny her this adventure. She had longed for one ever since she first heard the story of how Master Frodo and her father had went all the way to Mont Doom to throw in that ring.
"She will be a great help, Master Solo. She know the woods, and she is, as she told you, quite good at fencing. As for the "young lady" part, I fear she will never be a true lady." The elderly hobbit smiled. "She might help you find your friends."
The smuggler had no idea of how to turn this offer down, and to be honest, he didn't want to. The hobbit girl seamed to be more than able to take care of herself, and it would be great to have someone who knew this place to show him where to look.
"All right then, Master Elanor," Han teased. "If you would like to help me, I would be glad to have your company." The last time Han had seen anybody grin like that, must have been that time Luke blew up his first TIE-fighter. It made Han grin himself.
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Elanor had wasted no time in packing, and was now, ten minutes later, standing outside, ready to leave. She was saying goodbye to her father and brother. For some reason the corillian couldn't quite get, she flung herself at her father and gave him a huge hug. She then turned and walked over to Solo, ready to leave.
******** Elanor ********
I had just received the food I needed for the journey, and was ready to leave. I gave my lill' brother a hug, then turned towards my father.
"I think it's time for you to have this." He said. To my great surprise, it was Sting, the elven sword, first belonging to Bilbo, then Frodo, and finally, my father, Sam. And now, I was to carry it. I flung myself at him, hugging him as hard as I could, not wanting to let go. He was the best father in Middle-Earth, and I knew that my little quest would not be a day trip. Somehow, he must have known as well. It was horrible to leave them, but this was what I had wanted for my entire life, and I was going to go through with it, if I had to leave everything but my bones and skin to do it. I turned towards Solo, and started walking.
To be continued...
Authors second note: I'll try to get people into character, but it may take a while. Have patient with me, as this is my first fan fic, and english ain't my native thong. I hope you like this story. PLEASE REVIEW!!! Also read me second fanfic, "Who is she?"
Chapter IV
Disclaimer: I still don't own Star Wars or LotR. As I said before, they belong to either George Lucas or JRR Tolkien, and nothing I would ever do is likely to change that. Authors note: Just the thought of Han and Sam in the same place makes the Force go wild because it would get to witness it. I wish I was the Force! I wish I was carbonit! I wish I could stop fantasize about things being things I could never be.
Sam Gamgee was sitting outside Bag End, smoking his pipe, when he saw his son, Robin and a stranger walking up the hill. Sam's first thought was that Strider was comming to visit, but he soon discovered that he was wrong. The man was taller than Aragorn, his hair was shorter, and not as dark. He was wearing a skirt, some grey pants with a red stripe going down the side of it, and a dark blue vest. The man had a strange object clinging to his thigh. Sam saw that something was troubling the man.
Han and Robin was walking up the hill, towards the green door, when Han discovered the little man sitting outside the door, smoking something. He seamed to put it out when they got closer.
When they finally reached the top of the hill, the hobbit stood up, and shook hands with Han, introducing himself as Samwise Gamgee. The hobbit was taller than Robin, and his hair was blond, starting to get gray. He was also wearing a vest, a skirt and some pants that didn't reach all the way down to his large, hairy feet's. "So, what can I do you for?" the elderly hobbit asked. "Han here would like to see some of your maps dad." Robin told his father. "Yeah, I am kind of lost, you see." Han continued. He hated to ask for someone's help, having to depend on them wanting to help. As a child, he had decided not to depend on ANYONE, but he was desperate. He needed to find the others.
"You don't know where the shield generator is, do you?" Sam stared at the man, trying not to show how confused he was.
"Excuse me Sir, the what? I have never heard of anything like that before." *Great* Han thought. When he finally dignified himself to ask for help, no one was able to help him. He had to keep trying, though. Leia and the others depended on him.
"It's a huge building, and it will most likely be lot's off stormtroopers around." "Soldiers in white armors." He explained as both the hobbits looked at him with faces looking like question marks. *This is no good* he thought, getting ready to strode of to find the place by himself, when the door flew open and something ran into him.
*********
After rolling down half the hill looking like that boulder from Indiana Jones (sorry, just had to :) ) the human/hobbit stopped. Han, recovering from the shock, finally manage to pull the other persons hair out of his eye. He raised, and discovered that all his clothes was covered in grass. Then, he saw the other being. All he could see was golden hair everywhere and some ears which couldn't be redder if they'd been pulled of by a gundark. The hobbit removed her hair from her face, and a face, if possible, redder than the ears unfolded. She was beautiful. She had blue, innocent eyes, and her hair was curly, just as every hobbit he'd seen on the way over, but she was the first he saw with blond hair. She was also the first female hobbit he'd seen, dressed as a boy.
"I'm sorry..." she muttered. "Didn't see ya. Was on my way over to the Took's." "Hey!" she cried, as realization dawned upon her. "You're one of them big people!" she looked like she'd heard herself speaking, and flushed scarlet. "Sorry..." she said once again.
"Nothing to be sorry about." Han found this hobbit pretty amusing. "Never minded being runed over by a pretty lady. Even if she is half my size." If the girl had been red before, it was nothing compared to now. She almost turned black.
"So, what's your name?" he asked.
"Elanor Gamgee."
"Pleasure, Elanor. Han Solo here. Nice to meet you." She must have been about 19 years old. Samwise and Robin, seaming to recover from the shock as well, now came running down the hill.
"I'm terribly sorry, Master Solo." Samwise apologized.
"Don't be. I'm all right, pal. No harm done." Sam looked relieved, but then turned to his daughter.
"Elanor, I thought I'd told you to slow down."
"I'm sorry father." She lowered her gaze. Then, asked. "What is he doing her? No big people, except for Aragorn, ever come here."
"This is Han Solo, he met Robin just outside Hobbiton. He is looking for someplace called a... I'm sorry, what did you call it again?"
"A shield generator." Answered Han.
"Oh yes. He was looking for this shield generator but seams to be lost."
"I could help him find it!" Elanor cried out. This sounded exciting.
"I'm sure you could Elanor, but even if I found it, it would be much to dangerous for you to follow, young lady." Han laughed.
"I'm not afraid. I know how to fence, and there has never been any orcs around here." He was not going to deny her this adventure. She had longed for one ever since she first heard the story of how Master Frodo and her father had went all the way to Mont Doom to throw in that ring.
"She will be a great help, Master Solo. She know the woods, and she is, as she told you, quite good at fencing. As for the "young lady" part, I fear she will never be a true lady." The elderly hobbit smiled. "She might help you find your friends."
The smuggler had no idea of how to turn this offer down, and to be honest, he didn't want to. The hobbit girl seamed to be more than able to take care of herself, and it would be great to have someone who knew this place to show him where to look.
"All right then, Master Elanor," Han teased. "If you would like to help me, I would be glad to have your company." The last time Han had seen anybody grin like that, must have been that time Luke blew up his first TIE-fighter. It made Han grin himself.
**********
Elanor had wasted no time in packing, and was now, ten minutes later, standing outside, ready to leave. She was saying goodbye to her father and brother. For some reason the corillian couldn't quite get, she flung herself at her father and gave him a huge hug. She then turned and walked over to Solo, ready to leave.
******** Elanor ********
I had just received the food I needed for the journey, and was ready to leave. I gave my lill' brother a hug, then turned towards my father.
"I think it's time for you to have this." He said. To my great surprise, it was Sting, the elven sword, first belonging to Bilbo, then Frodo, and finally, my father, Sam. And now, I was to carry it. I flung myself at him, hugging him as hard as I could, not wanting to let go. He was the best father in Middle-Earth, and I knew that my little quest would not be a day trip. Somehow, he must have known as well. It was horrible to leave them, but this was what I had wanted for my entire life, and I was going to go through with it, if I had to leave everything but my bones and skin to do it. I turned towards Solo, and started walking.
To be continued...
Authors second note: I'll try to get people into character, but it may take a while. Have patient with me, as this is my first fan fic, and english ain't my native thong. I hope you like this story. PLEASE REVIEW!!! Also read me second fanfic, "Who is she?"