Dear Readers,
Another chapter and this time much more fun, I promise. Thanks to all who reviewed...

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The Loveless Bride
Chapter 4 – Farmers, Beehives, and Tribes

"I can't believe this!" Han Solo exclaimed at his dying ship! "Come on, baby, not now!" He continued to encourage his beloved Millennium Falcon, not to go down!
"Han, we have to stop, before there's nothing left of her!" Bail called over Han's shoulder, were he was strapped in.
"No, we're on a time limit; we have to get to Leia...Before we're too late!" Han said, flipping a couple of switches around him, trying a few things before giving up. Which also didn't seem to help him much!
"Han, I think Bail's right!" Luke said, "We're not quite that pressed for time yet. If we stop and fix what's wrong real quick, we can still get there!"
"Yeah, it would seem that way, but what if we stop, and can't even get her started again?" Han asked Luke, with a desperate edge in his voice. "Yes, that's a possibility, but what if we push it and end up taking a lot longer, or we blow something even more important and die? Then what?" Bail asked Han, something about that last statement really hit home for Han! 'How much good are we gonna do Leia, dead?' He asked himself. He turned and glanced around him at Chewie, Luke, and Bail. Then he began to make an emergency landing on the nearest planet. "I sure hope you're right about this, guys."

Meanwhile, on Coruscant...

The sun had just made its appearance in the skies over head. When Mon Mothma and Ta'a Chume came busting into Leia's apartment. While they began to tear her neat and clean apartment to pieces, Leia slept on, still under the pills effects. After both women had everything they needed, they brought in some of their protection guards and ordered them to carry Leia along. "The Princess has had a long night, it'll be better to let her rest, for now." Mon Mothma had said as they walked out of the apartment, and to the turbolift.
"Did you expect her to sleep this long, Mon?"
"Yes, she'll wake up without a hangover and ready to walk."
"I hope you're right, because if she ruins my son's big day... Nothing will stop me from finishing her!" Ta'a Chume warned.
"Now, now, calm down, Ta'a. There are no worries, and no need for violence! We've got this wedding in the bag!"

Back to Our Boys...

"Of all days, the hyperdrive decides to die on me now!" Han exclaimed, slamming his fists into his control panels! "At this rate, it'll take us three days to reach Coruscant and by then we'll be too late!"
"Calm down Han, before you blow out something else we need!" Bail said, with a comforting hand on Solo's shoulder. Solo shrugged off his comfort and exclaimed, "CALM DOWN, he says! Here I am, rushing halfway across the galaxy, to stop the one I love more than anything, from making the biggest mistake of her life! And you're all telling me to CALM DOWN! We don't have time for this! Leia's in WAY over her head if we don't fix this fast..." he crashed back into the seat, and his head fell into his hands. His voice a lot quieter, than before, "I'll lose her forever... Mon Mothma, Isolder, and his Queen Mother will get everything they wanted! And once again I'll be left with nothing... they will have taken everything from me all over again... Just when I thought I had a good chance at getting it back!"
Luke tried to comfort him this time, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Han, don't give up, if it's meant to be, the Force will provide a solution."
"The Force and I don't always get along, kid."
"I think he's right, Han, let's try and think of a way to get outta here." Bail supplied hopefully.
Just then there was a loud banging on their entrance ramp. "What was that?" Luke was the first to ask.
"I don't know." Han said, wondering himself.
"Sounded like someone knocking." Bail acknowledged.
"Well, we did land on... what must be a farm of some kind. It's probably the owner, telling us to move."
Chewie looked out of a kind of periscope feature and announced, 'It's a human knocking, and he doesn't look armed. He has a tool box next to him though.'
 "Well, let's talk to him and explain to him what happened." Han said getting up and lowering the entrance ramp.
The man was dressed in camouflage... that was strangely like Luke's earlier disguise. Luke looked a little embarrassed coming down the ramp, obviously realizing this fact. "Well hello there my good man, looks like you've been havin' some trouble with your ship." The man said with an accent slightly thicker than Luke's had been. "Yeah, as a matter fact we have. We had to make an emergency landing, or tear my ol' girl up! I'm sorry about the damage we caused, I can pay for the damages, if-" "Nup, that won't be necessary young fella! I wanted to redo this here part of the property already, just the Mrs. wouldn't hear of it! You just gave me an excuse, so I owe ya one. Maybe I can help ya with your ship. My Daddy and I used to have a business where we worked on ships." "Well that would be great if you could-"
"Is that a Corellian YT1300 Freighter?"
"Yes, as a matter a fact it is." Han laughed, impressed by this farmer's knowledge. "I can see you know your ships."
"I thought you was Corellian. My Daddy used to have one of these, god rest his soul. Not quite as beat up as yours, mind ya, but something was always going wrong on her. I was taught how to fix just about anything on one of these babes."
"Even a very temperamental hyperdrive?" Han asked hopefully.
"Well, hyperdrive was what my daddy usually did; I never was too good at it myself! Yet, my son's real good at that. Let me go get em' real quick." The older man said, excitedly running back to his home.
"He must be proud." Bail commented.
"Hey, his clothes and accent remind me of someone-" Han said giving Luke a sideways glance.
"Watch it, Solo!" Luke warned through gritted teeth, and clinched fist.
"Temper, temper... what happened to that Jedi calm!?" Han asked with teasing tone.
"Now boys, back to business, here he comes again." When Luke turned around, he couldn't believe his eyes, and Han had to reframe from busting out laughing! The Framer's Son was maybe a little younger than Luke, and about the same size. Dressed in camouflage, with big blue eyes, and blond hair tucked away under a big hat. (AN: does this all seem familiar...=giggles! =) "I'd like y'all to meet my son, Chester, and I'm Amos Moonstocker, at your service."
Poor Luke turned three shades red, and couldn't believe how ironic this was. Han, on the other hand was enjoying himself far too much! "Well, hi! That's a fine boy you've got there, Amos, you must be proud!"
"Oh, I am, this here's my oldest." "How wonderful," Bail smiled kindly. "Oh, sorry, how rude of me...Let me introduce myself, I'm Han Solo; this is my Co-pilot Chewbacca, and my friends Bail and Luke."
"Howdy," the younger man says shaking Han's hand with an incredible grip. "Pop, tells me you fellas could use a hand on your hyperdrive."
"Yes, we certainly could." Bail said, also enjoying this. "Your father said you might help us."
"Well, I'll give it my best, hyperdrive is my favorite thing to fix... on the count of it being so difficult. Ma's up at the house fixing you fellas some-um to eat. Why don't you guys go on up there and eat while we fix your ship."
Han glanced over at Luke, in question who replied, "Well, luckily I got you out a lot quicker than I thought and the wedding isn't till noon. So, we can do that." Luke said, knowing how good a home cooked meal must sound to his friends. Who probably hadn't really had a good meal in months. "Are you both sure it wouldn't be any trouble, we don't want to bother your wife-" Luke tried to explain.
"Nup, Taffy - that's my wife – took one look at you boys and started cooking. She's the best in our state, cha know. And I don't think she'd take too well; to sending you boys off, with nuttin' on your stomachs!" Bail draped his arms around both Luke and Han saying smoothly...
"We can't thank you fellows enough for hospitality and help."
"Aww, that ain't nothing y'all, we're just glad to help. Out cheer... we don't get to meet folks like y'all too often. So, it's neat every once in a while." Chester said, with wonder in his eyes, and then his father spoke again... "You fellas better get movin' before your meal gets cold!"
So all four, walked the rather good distance to the house, and met Mrs. Taffy Moonstocker. Who got to hear the story of what exactly these boys were doing, while tending to her other nine childrens' breakfast! After she had heard the whole story of Leia getting married, being locked up, saved by Luke, and now in a race against time. Taffy got her tribe of children feed and marched them out to help their father and big brother, fix the Falcon. In a rush, the family managed to get Falcon running in tip top shape in an hour and 45 time parts. Which wasn't bad at all considering all they had to do. After promising to comeback, to visit soon, and saying good bye... Our boys were off again, and on their way to stop that wedding!

Coruscant

"LEIA! WAKE UP! YOU'VE DOZED OFF AGAIN!" Leia woke up to the feeling of ice cold water being poured on her face and rushing up her poor, unexpecting nose. Leia sat up with a yelp, trying to get the water out of nose. "What's going on, where am I?"
"Oh, don't tell me you don't remember! Leia, we got you up and brought you here to get your hair done. And you fell asleep while Sasha did your hair." Mon Mothma said handing her some tissues.
"Sasha... who's Sasha? She's not my hairdresser." Leia said, waking up.
"She's the Queen Mother's Hairdresser, here all the way from the core world of Hapes!" Mon Mothma said happily.
"That's not what was planned, Rosalind, my hairdresser was suppose to do my hair!-" Leia said, almost afraid to know what this other person had done to her head.
"It was just another one of those last minute changes, we simply had to take care of, the best we could."
"Yes, another change, I wasn't notified about. But hey, why complain, it's not like it's my day or anything." Leia said, unable to keep her frustration bottled up much longer.

"I'm glad your seeing things clearly now, Leia." Mon Mothma said happily as Ta'a Chume came in the room too saying, "Oh, Leia, you look lovely. I just knew that hairstyle was for you. It's meant for royalty in the Hapes system."

Leia got the first look at her head and almost screamed. It was the one Mon Mothma and Ta'a had been trying to push on her and she'd said 'no'... okay, maybe 'hell no' was more like it! She'd wanted a stylish hairstyle with half of her long, cinnamon hair flowing down her back, and the other half in a series of buns and braids. This looked like a beehive twisted to one side, with little rhinestone clips in it.

"Now we must get a move on, and get to the church. We don't want to keep the groom waiting!" Ta'a exclaimed leaving the room. Before Mon Mothma could follow, Leia, grabbed a hold of her wrist with a death grip. "Leia, is something wrong?" she asked innocently.

"Is something wrong!? Mon, this is not the hair style I picked out! This is a twist habitat on my head, what did she use to get my hair this hard, HONEY!?" Mon Mothma couldn't help but laugh at that comment. "How could you sit back and let those women do this to my head?! This isn't a joke you know! This is MY wedding day too! Not yours, not the Queen Mother's, MINE! And I'm outraged-"

"Leia, calm down, we'll talk about it later-"

"LATER! Later's no good for me, Mon. Later it'll all be over and I'll be on my honeymoon! We have to fix this!" Leia exclaimed, tears in her eyes, nothing was going her way.

"Now, Leia calm down. We need to get to the church and get you ready. Once you're in your dress and all... we'll see if we can fix this little problem... okay?" Mon Mothma promised calmly, with her fingers crossed behind her back.

"Okay," Leia sniffled; Mon Mothma draped an arm around her and pulled her along. They climbed into their hover-limo, where the Queen was complaining they were going to be late. They drove the short distance made long due to traffic, and arrived at the church, later than planned. There was supposedly a 4% chance of rain; in the area where the wedding was to be held. Yet as Leia looked up at sky, she could have sworn she felt something, damp, hit her face. Secretly wishing to be caught in the middle of a sudden down pour; that would hopefully loosen the concrete they used to style her hair! Before she could even mention the drop of water, she was quickly dragged in to the building and the last minute preparations were set into motion.

Can you believe the nerve of those women? Keeping her asleep like that! And how about those Moonstockers? Please let me know how I'm doing! You guys keep me going! Next time... Will Han, Luke, Bail, and Chewie make it in time? Will Leia be able to say, 'I do,' to a man she doesn't love? Will Mon Mothma and Ta'a Chume get away with their crimes?... we'll see next time! Same Bat-time Same Bat-Channel (Sorry, I've always wanted to say that!)! Thanks for reading, TTFN!

-SailorLeia