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HELLO!!!!!! I'm back from the dark abyss of schoolwork. Now I am writing, and now that this is my 15th chapter, I really hope that, as soon as I put this up, I can get past it. In my other story, Mandalorian Mask, (nice title) I was going SO GOOD! But then chapter 15 came up, and I sorta.stopped. I may pick it up again; possibly re-work it.. I don't know, it just wasn't working out so well. I'll try one day.



Bossk grumbled and growled as he began pulling Hounds Tooth out of hyperspace. It had taken a long time to find out were that @#$% girl had gotten off to. It had required things that Bossk had enjoyed. A.k.a.: killing people painfully and slowly to get information out of them, or just hurting them into submission. He had figured out that the brat was with the Solos. They had left for Naboo to one of their "summer" homes. It was a beautiful place, one of his victims had told him. Bossk grinned. He wondered what it would look like when he was finished with it. Maybe, just for sport, he could kill Han Solo. That sounded fun. The element of surprise was with him.



Han leaned back in his chair. Life was good, sun was good, food was good, his ship was good, he wife was good, his kids were good, and he was good. Yes, life was good, but more importantly, his ship was better.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar. It was the sound of a ship penetrating the atmosphere. It was so close though. Han opened one eye and saw a YV- 666 approaching. He knew that ship. He knew it all too well. It was a bounty hunter's ship called the Hounds Tooth.

Leaping from his chair, he ran inside, yelling for the kids as he went. Joad, Jania and Jacen looked up from their playing at the ship descending on the beautiful front garden. Joad gasped when she recognized it.

"It's him!" she whispered, and scrambled for the door. Jacen and Jania, sensing their father and friend's distress, raced after them.



Bossk watched at the door slammed, a lock probably being coded at that very second, security devices activated. But nothing would stop Bossk now. He was so close to collecting the bounty he could smell Fett's distress in the air. He would make Fett's life miserable, and then, when both he and Janda were least expecting it, he would turn on them both and kill Fett and his brat. It would be very satisfying.

The ship landed on the prettiest plants and crushed them into the ground. He smiled as he stepped off the ramp, armed to the teeth, ready to kill.

Inside the house, Han rushed to the master bedroom and hastily punched in the code to unlock it. He heard Chewie roar for him to hurry, already having his bow-caster out.

"I'm coming!" he shouted, grabbing the four blasters inside. The thrust one into his holster he had put on and sprinted downstairs with the other three. Leia came down only seconds later, taking the two blasters Han offered to her.

"The kids are safe. Good thing Luke was already on his way here to join us. Do you think Bossk is here for Joad, or," she looked suspiciously at Han, "have you been doing anything you're not supposed to?"

Han gave her an innocent look. "Me? Break rules? Never. He's here for Joad. What did that girl _do_?"

Leia looked out the window and shrugged. "Whatever it was, it couldn't be too bad. She's like, what, 5?"

"At least Fett isn't after her, then we would know that someone wants her real bad and is willing to pay for it."



But Han was wrong. Boba Fett was looking for Joad. Actually, it was less of a looking and more of a: I'm-coming-to-get-her-and-anyone-who-tries-to- stop-me-will-die sort of thing. He knew where she was, and how to get there fastest. There was only one problem, he couldn't take the direct route. Janda knew that he knew so she would find someone who knew where Joad was, and then someone who knew how to get there the fastest, or possible how to intersect the fastest route. So, he couldn't take the fastest route and come out on that side of the planet. He could come out on the other side, skim the atmosphere and then land near the vacation house.

Or he could just get into a vicious space battle. He hardly needed a second to think about it. There was no sense in running into a space battle. He might not come out of it, and that would hardly do Joad, or himself for that matter, any good. His gloved hands were already flying over the controls, and Slave I shot away into hyperspace.



To be continued....