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Place: Dex's Diner, Downtown, Coruscant

Obi-Wan and I quickly caught another commuter-craft to take us to downtown Coruscant. The craft was filled with all sorts of creatures of every kind and rank. As we walked down the aisle to find a seat, glances were tossed to me, some filled with suspicion, others respect, others in another way that I don't even want to think about. All I wanted to do then was sit down and ignore them all. Obi-Wan sensed this and did so quickly. We sat down towards the front so we would not be far from the exit. I sighed and glanced around me. A tall human male, winked provocatively and kissed the air in my direction. I quickly turned away, instead glancing at Obi-Wan. He suppressed a smile as his eyebrow raised.

I scoffed as I glared at him. "Don't even say a word, Obi-Wan Kenobi." I muttered. His smile spread wider. "I see you're popular among the menfolk, Elaina. When did that happen?" He asked. "I've always been rather attractive, but you've never taken the time to notice." I answered quickly. His smile was no longer hiding now, but was full-blown, and wrinkles appeared in the corners of his twinkling eyes. "Now who ever said that I didn't notice?" He asked. I glared at him and shook my head. "Well you gave a marvelous pretense of not noticing, if thats so." I responded. He chuckled softly before continuing. "Come now, seriously. Whoever said that I didn't notice the way you look?" He asked. I simply shook my head. "You were always busy with missions, then I left. And we both know what happened then. We never saw each other again. Besides, we're not supposed to notice things like that." I said sarcastically.

"That doesn't mean that I didn't notice." His quiet, calm voice disturbed me somehow. I turned to look at him and saw his smile gone, a look of seriousness on his face. "Its rather hard not to notice actually." He said with a smile. I shook my head in disbelief. "I'll never understand you, Obi-Wan Kenobi." I murmured. Obi-Wan nodded resolutely. "Nor will I you, Elaina." He said quietly. There was silence for a long while until Obi-Wan spoke up again. "I'm not really sure how you could come to that conclusion that I didn't notice you though, especially after what happened when you left." He said quietly.

I blushed and shook my head. "That is in the past. I don't want to talk about it." I said quickly. "We were young. We didn't know any better." Obi-Wan said quietly. "You were a Jedi Knight! Of course you knew better. It was I who knew nothing and I was lectured because of it." Obi-Wan nodded. "You are right. I did know better. Master Windu made that abundantly clear afterwards." He said with a grimace. I scoffed loudly. "What? Was every single Jedi looking out at the space docks at the exact same moment or what?" I muttered. That caused Obi-Wan to laugh loudly. "I suppose so." He paused a moment then looked away.

I finally looked at him fully in the face. His face was turned from me so I only had a side view, but his face was contemplative, quiet, the way I liked him. I liked him all the time, but when he was silent and thinking, his presence was more powerful than any other clever words he could utter. "Do you regret that night?" I asked quietly. He turned slowly, thinking silently. Finally he turned fully, looking me in the face firmly, his eyes expressing his sincerity. "No." That simple word was enough for me and I nodded and looked away. He did the same and there were no more words spoken between us during the ride to the diner.

We had to walk several blocks till we got to the diner. We walked carefully around numerous venders and the other pedestrians walking the streets of Coruscant. "How do you know this Dex?" I asked him as we walked quickly. "I met him on a mission once, with Qui-Gon. He was one of Master's 'pathetic lifeforms'." He said, winking. "Ah, I see. So you didn't take to him then? Just like you didn't take to me or Ani?" I accused him. Obi-Wan raised his hands in the air. "Give me a little respect, Elaina! I was sick and tired of Qui-Gon picking up all these refugees, feeling that he had to help everybody! It got exhausting." He said, trying to cover for himself. "I see. So anyway, you met him on a mission." I continued.

"Yes. He was in quite a bit of trouble. A Cyryllian mob had fixed on his family, can't remember why, but anyway. Out of a family of ten, Dex was the only one left alive. It turns out that it was a bounty hunter who'd done it all, a cyborg of sorts. Seems that Dex's father owed a great deal of money to the Cyryllians." Obi-Wan said, pausing. "So, what happened?" I asked eagerly. "Not much really. Got in direct conflict with the Cyryllians, made them mad at us because we were poking our nose in where we didn't belong, tried to kill us, we fought back and killed their bounty hunter, negotiated with the mob, Dex was free and clear." Obi-Wan gave a deep sigh. "He worked on prospecting in the Outer Rim for a while before he came back here." He finished. "And he opened a diner?" I asked disbelievingly. Obi-Wan smiled broadly and chuckled. "Appearances can be deceiving. All his life, Dex's father wanted him to prospect like he had, but all he wanted to do was cook." He laughed. I couldn't help but laugh along with him.

We finally stepped inside the diner after a while. It was very busy. Droids spun about, taking orders and bringing orders out, their shrill voices piercing through the cacophany of noise. "Excuse me, I'd like to speak with Dex, please." Obi-Wan said, grabbing one of the droid's arms as she spun by us. She stopped and stared hard at him. "Whaddya want him for?" She asked. "Just to talk. Trust me." The droid gave a sort of shrug and turned around towards the kitchens. "Someone to see ya, honey. Jedi, by the looks of him." I peered around the corner and quickly saw the huge alien that blocked the serving window. He was a large gray alien, with four arms that moved busily around him, is flabby skin hanging out of his dirty white shirt. He stared at Obi-Wan in surprise and grinned.

"Obi-Wan!" He called joyously. A great smile spread across Obi-Wan's face as he looked at his old friend. "Hello Dex." He answered. Dex was obviously tickled at Obi-Wan's presence and he waved at him with his numerous appendages. "Take a seat! I'll be right with ya!" Obi-Wan nodded and we walked towards an empty booth. "Isn't he fabulous?" Obi-Wan asked, a smile on his face. "He seems quite nice." I agreed, glancing back to look at him again. The waitress droid asked Obi-Wan whether or not he wanted a drink. "Oh yes, thank you." He called out. "I hope you don't mind?" He said, motioning towards the drinks that the droid was now pouring. "No not at all." I said with a shrug. Obi-Wan simply smiled and looked away. It was so surprising. I had never seen him this happy in a long time. He was simply, happy. No other emotion intruded on it. It increased when Dex lumbered over towards our table.

I stood as Obi-Wan did as he went to embrace his friend. Dex hugged him with all four arms and grinned. Obi-Wan released him and took a step backwards, towards me, I noticed. "Dex, this a dear friend of mine. Dex, this is Elaina Solo. Elaina, this is Dex." He said, indicating the two of us to each other. Dex cast a sly look in Obi-Wan's direction as he said, "A dear friend 'eh?" Obi-Wan glanced at him warningly and Dex chuckled. "Any friend of Obi-Wan's is a friend of mine. Pleased to meet you, Elaina." He said, laughing loudly as he extended one of his hands. I gladly took it, taking to the alien immediately. "Pleased to meet you." I answered.

He smiled gratefully and we all sat down together at the booth. The droid brought us our drinks and we sipped them as we spoke. "So my friend, what can I do for ya?" Dex asked. Obi-Wan nodded and withdrew the poisonous dart from his robes. "For starters, you can tell me what this is." He said, placing it in one of Dex's palms. Dex stared at it in surprise and fingered it gently."Well, whaddya know? I ain't seen one of these since I was prospecting on Subterrel beyond the Outer Rim." He said with surprise. "Do you know where it came from?" Obi-Wan asked. Dex nodded and motioned to the dart laid carefully in his palm. "This belongs to them cloners. What you got here is a Kamino saberdart." I frowned and glanced at Obi-Wan. "Kamino? I've never heard of it." I said. Obi-Wan nodded and frowned, turning back to Dex. "Kamino saberdart? I wonder why it didn't show up in our analysis archive."

At that, Dex scoffed loudly as he handed the dart back to Obi-Wan. "It's these funny little cuts on the side that gives it away. Those analysis droids you've got over there only focus on symbols. I should think you Jedi should have more respect for the difference between knowledge and wisdom." I could not help but smile as Dex finished his sentence with a small snort. I glanced at Obi-Wan who shook his head, but was unable to hide the mirth in his eyes. "Well Dex, if droids could think, then there'd be none of us here would there?" He paused as he ran his fingers over the dart carefully. "Kamino. It doesn't sound familiar. Is it in the Republic?"

"No, its beyond the Outer Rim. I'd say about twelve parsecs outside the Rishi Maze, toward the south. It should be easy to find, even for those droids in your archives. Those Kaminoans keep to themselves mostly. They're cloners. Good ones too." I raised my eyebrows in surprise at that. What would a bounty hunter and cloners have in common? One would think none. "Cloners? Are they friendly?" Obi-Wan asked with a frown. Dex chuckled. "Well it depends." Obi-Wan cocked his eyebrows, waiting for another answer. Finally he asked, "Depends on what Dex?" Dex chuckled again and grinned broadly. "On how good your manners are and how big your pocket-book is." He said knowingly.

Obi-Wan smiled and shrugged. "I should have known. What do cloners and bounty hunters have in common?" Obi-Wan murmured under his breath. "Well nothin' I wouldn't think. But at the same time, they ARE cloners." We glanced up at Dex. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "Well little lady, what do cloners do? They clone. So maybe this bounty hunter or whoever you're talkin' about is helping 'em. Being a host or some daft thing. Though I'm not sure why anyone would wanna pull a crazy stunt like that." Dex scoffed. Obi-Wan nodded slowly. It was plausible I suppose, though rather strange, that a bounty hunter would hook up with cloners. "Well thank you for all your help Dex. This is going to help me alot I feel." Obi-Wan said with a smile as he stood and stepped from the table. He gave Dex another hug and stepped aside as the alien took a step towards me and gave me one as well. I was surprised to hear him whisper in my ear as he held me, "You watch out for that one. He don't know when to quit, an' he don't know when to keep himself safe." He said, winking. I smiled knowingly and nodded. "It was wonderful to meet you, Dex." I said as I stepped next to Obi-Wan. Dex grinned and waved at us as we walked out of the diner.

"Well, that was productive. I'm certainly glad that Dex knew what this thing was, otherwise we'd definetly be in the dark." Obi-Wan said, drawing the dart out of his pocket and eyeing it with a pleased air. "Where to now?" I asked as we boarded the commuter-craft. "Back to the Temple. We need to look up Kamino. I want some more information and the exact co-ordinates." He said, pocketing the dart and paying the tall human that sat in the driver's seat of the craft. As he paid the man, I stepped away, moving to sit down. To my surprise, the human male who'd been on the train before was still there. He winked as he had before, but I ignored him as I moved towards a seat. Unfortunately, there were no seats closer to the front, but there were some towards the middle, right by where the man was sitting. As I sat down, he eyed me and did not move his gaze.

His eyes flashed, first at Obi-Wan, then back at me. He leaned over and whispered, "Hey sweetie, wanna ditch the Jedi and come have some real adventures? I know where all the best cantinas are." He said enticingly. I shook my head, unwilling to go ANYWHERE with him. "Sorry. Can't." I whispered. He sat back, a look of mock sorrow on his face. I thought he had given up, but obviously I was wrong as his hand lashed out and caught my arm hard. I jerked backwards, trying to loosen his grip. But I had underestimated him, for this was not a human male, but a changeling and he wasn't letting go any time soon. His features blurred for a moment as he pulled against my arm. Suddenly, I jumped to my feet and twisted, causing his arm to twist violently. He yelled loudly, but refused to let go. He pushed me into the walls of the craft, and I did the same to him. Because his hands now had both of my arms twisted securely behind me, I could not call my lightsaber to me.

During one of the times when he pushed me into the wall of the craft, he whispered in my ear, "What happened to Zam? Were you the one that killed her?" He hissed. I saw Obi-Wan rushing to the back of the craft out of the corner of my eye, but realized he wasn't going to get here in time to save me from answering the question. "Who is Zam?" I whispered back. He twisted my arms harshly, causing me to cry out. "You know who she is! Zam Wessel! You killed her!" He whispered harsly. As Obi-Wan ran towards him, the changeling flew about, planting his legs squarely on Obi-Wan's chest, sending him flying across the craft. "I don't know any Zam Wessel, nor have I ever killed anyone by that name!" I whispered frantically, trying to escape. "She was working a mission and you Jedi interfered! That'll be the last time." He warned, squeezing my wrists so hard that my bones moved together painfully.

"I swear to you, I know no Zam Wessel!" I cried out. Before the Clawdite man had time to answer with another accusation, Obi-Wan kicked him hard and sent him flying into the back of the craft. I landed on the floor beside him, but he abandoned me and rushed towards Obi-Wan instead. He grappled with Obi-Wan, giving him the same treatment as he had me. I heard hushed words about Zam Wessel as he and Obi-Wan pushed each other into the windows. There was now total disarray and chaos on the commuter-craft. Aliens and humans alike were standing in their chairs, trying to keep out of the way of the combatants.

Suddenly, I flew down the aisle as the commuter-craft stopped with a sickening jolt. The craft doors opened and Coruscant security officers rushed aboard the craft, grabbing the changeling quickly, pulling him off of Obi-Wan. The changeling continued to yell at us as he was dragged away, his face changing every now and then from his human form to his Clawdite form. Obi-Wan brushed his hair from his face and walked over to me, extending his hand. I grasped it and he gently pulled me up, holding my wrists up for inspection. "They're fine, Obi-Wan. He just squeezed them a tad hard." I protested. He nodded and let go of them as we sat down. "They're going to have nasty bruises when its all said and done." He warned. I grinned. "I'm sure I'll live through it." I assured him. "Who was Zam Wessel?" I asked quietly. Obi-Wan's face sobered as he glanced out the window. "I think it was the bounty-hunter that was killed by the saber-dart." He said quietly. I nodded silently, thinking about the complete pain that had been in the changeling's voice as he spoke her name.

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Place: Jedi Temple, Library Archives

The first place we looked for information was the Jedi Library. It was a fabulous place, one I spent many hours in in my youth. I loved the look, the touch, simply the sense of all that knowledge in one room. I settled down in a chair beside Obi-Wan as he sat down at one of the data computers. He typed in the co-ordinates that Dex had given him and we sat back to wait. He turned to me and smiled. "This shouldn't take long." He reassured me. I returned his smile and nodded. But to our surprise, the search took longer to process than we thought. After a time, we finally got an answer from the database, but it was not one we wanted or expected.

DATA INCOMPLETE OR INCORRECT. NO FILES WERE FOUND.

"Thats odd. Perhaps I typed the wrong co-ordinates." Obi-Wan said, frowning and shaking his head as he slowly punched in the co-ordinates. But again, we got the same answer, and again, and again. Finally Obi-Wan sat back in his chair. "Well I don't know whats wrong with the stupid thing. Perhaps its malfunctioning." He muttered. I stood from my seat. "I'll go ask for Madame Jocasta Nu. She'll be able to help us." I reassured him as I walked away. I walked up to the front desk where a Jedi Padawan of about seventeen was sitting. He looked up as I approached and hastily stood, bowing as he did so. "Can I help you Master Solo?" He asked. "Yes, thank you. I need some help from Madame Jocasta Nu. Can you find her for me please?" I asked. The boy nodded, his green eyes sparkling. "Sure. I'll try to find her on the communicator. Seems to be the only way to find her!" He said with a chuckle. "We're over at the database computers." I told him before I walked away. He nodded and punched in the codes on his commlink.

I walked back to where Obi-Wan was and saw that he was no longer sitting, but standing, looking at one of the many large busts of Jedi Masters that lined the halls. This one's name, I knew. He was Count Dooku, former Jedi, the one who had now organized the Separatist movement. "He has a very powerful face." Obi-Wan said thoughtfully. "Yes he does." I agreed. "Sometimes, I wonder what would posess a man to leave this order. It is so strange to me." He said quietly. "Not so strange to them though. They find it burdensome, having to follow all the rules." I answered. "I know. Its just strange." He murmured. "I wonder if Qui-Gon, had he ever followed the rules in his life, if he would have been able to have a bust here." Obi-Wan said quietly.

"I'm sure he would have." I answered. "Sometimes I wish he had followed the rules. It would have made life so much easier." Obi-Wan murmured. "I know." I whispered. He looked at me, sorrow in his eyes and whispered, "I wish he was still here." I didn't answer, but simply nodded. From behind us, came a crisp, but kind voice. "Did you call for assistance?" We both turned to face Jocasta Nu, who stood waiting behind us. "Yes, yes I did." Obi-Wan said, breaking out of his reverie. "Are you having a problem, Master Kenobi?" Obi-Wan nodded and sat back down in the chair in front of the databanks. I leaned over him as he did so, watching the screen. Jocasta Nu did the same.

"Yes, I'm trying to find a planet system called Kamino. But it doesn't seem to show up on any of the archive charts."

Jocasta Nu clucked softly, running the name over her tongue. "Kamino, Kamino. Its not a system I'm familiar with. Let me see. Are you sure you have the right coordinates?" She asked offhandedly as she punched in the name of the system. Obi-Wan nodded and pointed to a certain quadrant on the map that arose at Jocasta Nu's fingertips. "According to my information it should be in this quadrant somehwere. Just south of the Rishi Maze." Jocasta Nu eyed Obi-Wan with a sympathetic eye. "I hate to say it, but it looks like the system you're searching for doesn't exist." Obi-Wan frowned and looked back down to the screen, then back to her. "Thats impossible. Perhaps the Archives are incomplete." Jocasta Nu drew herself up proudly, and the eye that had formerly been sympathetic, was now critical as she gazed at Obi-Wan. "If an item does not appear in our records, it does not exist." She said haughtily as she walked from us.

Obi-Wan's frown increased and he slumped in his chair, staring at the screen as if it would give him more answers than what he could see. "Well, do you think Dex could be wrong?" I asked quietly. Obi-Wan didn't look at me, but he shook his head. "No. Dex has never been wrong. Its the Archives that are wrong. Thats just so odd though." He murmured. "Well do you know of anywhere else we could look?" I asked him. Finally, he became erect and raised his head. "Master Yoda! He could help us. Come on." He said, jumping from his chair and walking quickly towards the exit, leaving me to follow behind him.

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We walked into Master Yoda's school room and I smiled. Everything was as it had been years ago. It was comforting to go back to a place that never changes. Do you ever have that feeling? When you live in a world that is constantly changing and you fear you shall be left behind, then you return to a place where there are many wonderful memories and images, and it has remained the same? That is why I cherish the Jedi Temple greatly. We waited patiently by the door, watching the young Padawan's perform their exercises. I had to smile at them as they battled with the blaster simulator. Its bolts were not fatal, but merely stung. I must confess that after a time, I got used to their sting. I looked up to Obi-Wan and saw a small smile on his face as he watched the children with shining eyes.

As I stared at them, I remembered thoughts that I had had years ago when I had been a slave on Tatooine. I dreamed that I would be married someday, have many children, and be happy. I still had those dreams at times, no matter how unlikely they were. And yet, as I watched the children, I had a vision, one of the first peaceful visions I'd had in a long time. A shadow covered over my eyes and the young children disappeared, but one remained, one who had not been part of the class. He was small, about three perhaps. I wasn't sure. But he looked up at me with a grin, his blue eyes shining, a long red scar stretched across his chin. He sat in the seat of a speeder and grinned as he punched the accelerator and sped about the garden around us. It almost resembled the gardens of the Jedi Temple.

He spun around the gardens faster and faster until he was only a blur, but he loved it. He screamed and yelped loudly, calling, 'faster! faster!', and somehow being able to squeeze more power from it. Then it was if my vision had been broadened and I saw myself standing there, watching him with a smile on my face. I did not think about it at the moment, but when I think back on it now, I noticed that my face was a little paler than it should have been, more careworn, more worried. I watched myself as the Elaina in the vision watched the boy speed about the gardens then slowly come to a stop. The boy jumped out of the speeder, his feet almost giving way under him as he loped towards Elaina in the vision. He threw his arms around her knees and squeezed them tight. In the vision, Elaina picked him up and held him in her arms, kissing him on the face. He grinned and returned them one by one. "Thank you Mama! Its the best birthday present ever!" He crowed. "Well, you'll have to be more careful. You know how your Father feels about flying." Elaina in the vision said, winking at the boy, who covered his mouth in laughter.

"He HATES flying!" The boy chuckled. "He doesn't HATE flying. He just hates it when you fly so fast." Elaina reprimanded him. "But thats the only fun way to do it! Just you watch me Mama! Someday, I'm gonna get me a starship, the fastest starship in the galaxy! It'll be awesome Mama! And you'll be proud of me, won't you? And Papa will too, right?" He asked with childlike sincerity. Elaina laughed and ran a finger down his face. "Of course Papa and I will be proud. We always are, Han. Always." She whispered. I stared hard at myself, holding that little boy, my little boy. Han. He was part of me. He was my son. Mine.

All of a sudden, the room filled with Padawans emerged back into view and my future self and my son disappeared. I glanced at Obi-Wan, but he was still watching the young Padawan's. Finally Yoda, glanced at us and turned back to the children, tapping his cane on the floor. "Younglings, Younglings! Visitors we have." He said, motioning towards us. The children smiled and wriggled with delight, thrilled to have two Jedi Knights to come see them. "Hello Master Obi-Wan. Hello Master Elaina."

"Hello children! Are your lessons coming along well?" I asked them. They all nodded shyly, small smiles on their faces that they not only were in our presence, but were being acknowledged. "You do your best and listen to Master Yoda." I said with a smile. "We will!" They all responded in a chorus. I smiled and turned to Obi-Wan, who shook his head with a smile. "Hello. I'm sorry to disturb you Master." Obi-Wan said quietly to Master Yoda. "What help to you can I be, Obi-Wan?" The Jedi Master asked. "We're looking for a planet described to us by an old friend. I trust him, but the system doesn't show up on the Archive maps." Obi-Wan explained. Master Yoda nodded and smiled at the Padawans. "An interesting puzzle. Lost a planet, Master Obi-Wan has. How embarrassing, how embarrassing." The children around us chuckled and tried to smother their laughter in their hands, finding it tremendously funny that Master Yoda was chastising a Jedi Knight.

"Gather around the map reader. Clear your minds and find Master Obi-Wan's wayward planet we will." Yoda said as the lights were dimmed. Obi-Wan slipped his small globe into the map reader and instantly the room was peppered with stars and galaxies. This had been my favorite part of classes. Just seeing the stars, even in copied form, sent a chill down my spine and a thrill through my veins. Obi-Wan walked through the stars till he found the system where the planet should be. "It should be here, but it isn't. Gravity is pulling all the stars in this area toward this spot." He said, pointing to the spot. Yoda nodded seriously and turned to the children. "Most interesting. Gravity's silhouette remins, but the star and all its planets, disappeared they have! How can this be? An answer? A thought? Anyone?"

I looked around the room as the children eyed each other in thought. Finally, one of the children, a boy with wide blue eyes spoke up. "Master, because someone erased it from the Archive memory." He said seriously. A smile rose to my lips as Master Yoda chuckled and turned to us with a smile. "Truly wonderful the mind of a child is." Then he sobered and murmured. "The Padawan is right." The three of us walked from the map reader, Obi-Wan drawing the globe to him with the Force as Yoda spoke softly to us. "The data must have been erased. Go to the center of gravity's pull and find your planet you will." He said. "But Master Yoda, who could have emptied information from the Archives? Thats impossible isn't it?" Obi-Wan said, curiosity in his features. Yoda nodded, gazing at us with a serious face, disturbance in his large eyes. "Dangerous and disturbing this puzzle is. Only a Jedi could have erased those files. But who and why, harder to answer. Meditate on this, I will."

We bowed to each other and Obi-Wan and I departed from the room. "Thats unusual. Who would have wanted to erase those files? Its not like Kamino has anything to hide. Or does it?" I asked thoughtfully. "I don't know. But you are right. It is unusual. What Jedi would do such a thing, and for what purpose? Save to lead other Jedi searching for it astray." Obi-Wan said. "Perhaps thats just it. Perhaps there is more on Kamino than a bounty hunter with poisonous darts." I said quietly. Obi-Wan nodded slowly. "Get your things together. We'll meet at the docking bay." I nodded, walking away from him and towards my living quarters.

About fifteen minutes afterwards, I met Obi-Wan at the docking bay. My ship was in a bay a few yards down from his, so I met him at his ship. He stood in front of it, speaking to his droid. When I approached he raised his head to meet my gaze. "Lets go at this seperately, just in case something should happen to one of us and one of us needs to get help." He said. I nodded and made a move to walk towards my ship. "I'll see you in space then." I said. "Elaina." I paused and turned back to Obi-Wan. "May the Force be with you." He said with a smile. "May the Force be with you, Obi-Wan." I answered, walking towards my ship. As I walked away, I heard him mutter, "Certainly hope we don't meet with any trouble, because when that happens," He gave a scoff then muttered, "I hate flying." Then the phrase that the Elaina in my vision had spoken to Han returned to me, and a shiver ran down my spine.

"He HATES flying!"

"He doesn't HATE flying. He just hates it when you fly so fast."

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T.H.