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Chapter Two

"What is her problem, Chewie?"

Han sat down in the pilots chair, an obviously air of anger about him. He would never understand that woman. One minute she's nice to him, the next minute she acted as though she wanted to leave him stranded on a planet in the Outer Rim.

Chewie sat down next to him, completely ignoring Han's comment.

"I mean does she like me or hate me? Because you know if she hates me that much I might as well leave the Rebellion," Han muttered.

Chewie growled something and he looked over at him.

"No she's not the reason I'm staying…I'll leave when I feel like it," Han replied, switching on the power of the Millennium Falcon.

The power died. He stood up and slammed his hand against the console, the lights coming back on.

"When we get back to the base we need to do some repairs," Han muttered. "And where the hell is Luke and her Majesty?"

Luke watched Leia stormed towards the ramp of the Falcon. He wasn't quite sure what had angered her so much, but he was sure it was Han-related. He'd never understand those two. Either they were going to end up killing each other or getting married.

At that current point in time it looked like option one was more likely.

Leia turned around to look at him and at the same moment he sensed something wrong in the Force.

"Luke lookout!" she screamed.

Luke pulled out his lightsaber and spun around before she'd even finished her sentence, deflecting three blasts.

"Leia get on the ship," Luke shouted, running towards her, still deflecting the shots when he sensed them heading straight for him.

They both reached the ramp and ran up as fast as they could, dodging the shots being fired at them. Leia had at some point produced a blaster and was firing back at them.

"Run ahead and tell Han to take off," Luke said. "I'll hold them back."

Leia nodded and ran off in the direction of the Falcon's cabin.

Leia swung around the corner into the cabin. Han had his head under the controls, fiddling with some wires and Chewie was watching him, both of them had their heads below window level and therefore couldn't see the Stormtroopers attacking them outside.

"Han get this ship off the ground," she shouted.

He sat up abruptly, hitting his head. "I'm sorry your highness, but exactly when did you become in control of…"

"Han we're being attacked by Stormtroopers get this ship off the ground, Luke's holding them back!"

Without another word he was back up in his pilots chair, Chewbacca in the co-pilots. Within seconds they were in the air, the ramp closing. A minute or so later, when they were well clear of the Corellian spaceport, Luke appeared too.

"Well that was close," he said, sitting down behind Han.

"I'd wait and see if there's any in orbit around the planet first before celebrating, kid," Han said, scanning the sky for signs of any Star Cruisers.

There weren't any. They made it into hyperspace without much trouble.

"You know if you didn't talk loudly about the rebellion things like this wouldn't happen?" Leia snapped at him.

He turned and looked at her. "Sorry Princess, but that's the first time I've ever seen any sort of Imperial presence on Corellia. They knew we were coming…"

"How could they possibly know we were coming?" Leia asked.

"Well I think the answers pretty obvious, don't you?" Han said.

Leia gritted her teeth. "If your suggesting anyone in the Rebellion would betray us you're wrong."

She could see Luke out of the corner of her eye, trying to stay calm and keep out of their argument. He was used to it. Chewbacca wasn't even acknowledging that there was a fight going on.

"Well how do you know that you know everyone in the Rebellion as well as you think you do?" Han shot back.

"Because I know," Leia said back.

Not an entirely convincing response.

"I mean no one ever checked me out, I just walked into your little party and stayed," Han said.

"Well you can leave at any time you like, no one's stopping you," Leia shouted.

"Oh yeah? Fine, the minute this mission's over, I'm gone," Han said.

Leia stared at him for a moment. She then made an aggravated noise and stood up, storming out of the cabin.

Han watched her retreating and slightly regretted shouting at her. After all it wasn't her fault that she was too trusting, and it wasn't her fault they'd been attacked by Imperials.

"You could be a little nicer, Han," Luke said.

Han shifted his eyes to look at Luke. He was smiling slightly, a sign that he wasn't too annoyed at their arguing, as he sometimes was.

"What's it to you, kid?" Han replied, cringing after he said it, it hadn't been exactly what he'd wanted to say.

Luke shook his head slightly and stood up. "I'm going to take a nap, wake me up when we get to Ord Mandell."

"Sure," Han replied, turning back to look out at the sameness of hyperspace.

Chewie grumbled something.

"Yeah I guess I should," Han replied. "But you know if I apologise she wins…"

Chewie didn't dignify him with a reply, instead they both remained silent, thinking to themselves.