Please see the first chapter for disclaimer and other info

A/N: Well, here it is. It's not the best chapter I've ever done, I'll admit that. But it should answer a few questions. It'll be getting fun again very soon though! While I'm here, I'm gonna plug some more fics- go and check out KD Skywalker's stuff (all of it- there's too much to list here). So without further ado...

Chapter Twelve: The Mos Eisley Cantina

Just about a month ago…

"I can't believe we're STUCK HERE!" groaned Leia to her brother, as she slammed her hands down on their ship, the Twin Suns. Luke rolled his eyes at his sister's complaining. Politicians were never any help when it came to fixing things…like this ship. Okay, so it had been Luke's fault that the ship had crashed. Technically, if Leia hadn't been annoying him, he wouldn't have crashed. Simple.

They had already commed Owen and Beru and told them they wouldn't be visiting. Owen would no doubt comm Anakin right away if he knew the truth of why. And Luke didn't particularly feel like dealing with his grumpy uncle today. Or an extremely agitated overprotective Jedi father. No thanks.

"I can't fix this, Leia. We're better off selling this for scrap metal at Watto's junkyard over at Mos Espa," Luke told his sister, wiping some sweat off his forehead. Leia shook her head.

"We're on the other side of Tatooine, Luke! The closest place is…Mos Eisley," she replied, shielding her eyes from the sun and looking towards the direction of the town. Luke raised his eyebrows as he realised what place she was referring to. Anakin had told them stories about Mos Eisley. It was no place for two famous eighteen year olds to be hanging about. But they had no choice.

"Stay behind me," Luke ordered as they approached the city. Leia rolled her eyes and felt her blaster through her clothes. "Luke, please. You'd probably be safer hiding behind me! Don't try anything," she warned.

They approached with caution. "We need to find someone to take us to Alderaan," Leia reasoned. "If I don't turn up for the Royal Ball, Bail will be disappointed. According to Dad's stories, the worst type of smugglers and pilots are here. I'm sure with enough persuasion we'll be able to get one to help us."

"I have a bad feeling about this," muttered Luke.

Moments later, the twins found themselves in the middle of a cantina. Lively music filled the air and Leia took it upon herself to scan the crowd. Luke let his overstimulated politician sister take charge. He would feel through the Force if she was in trouble anyway. Within moments, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

"I've found someone," Leia said, indicating for him to follow her. His eyes followed the path to a man and a Wookiee sitting at the booth. He reluctantly followed her.

"I understand that you are the captain of a ship?" Leia began, looking directly at the human.

The man smirked and chuckled. "Understood correctly, sweetheart. Name's Han Solo, Captain of the Millennium Falcon. Fastest ship in the galaxy," he added, puffing his chest out in a delusion of manly pride, or so Leia thought.

"We need passage to the Alderaan system. And no questions asked," Leia firmly told the cocky captain. She already didn't like him.

He held up his hands in defence. "Not a problem, Your Royal Highnessness of the Senate. But if we run into any holoreporters, I'm shipping you and the kid here off to them. Stories like this sell for big credits!"

The Wookiee roared in response. Luke thought it was his turn to step in. "How many credits do you want?"

Han pondered for a moment. "Ten thousand."

Luke's jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "We could buy our own ship for that much!" he exclaimed.

Han rolled his eyes. "And the holoreporters would have a field day, Skywalker. I'll get you to Alderaan unnoticed."

"We'll pay you the rest once we reach Alderaan," she grumbled, as she handed over the few credits she had.

There is no money at Alderaan, Leia!

Shut up, Luke.

Present

"You did WHAT!"

Luke cringed at his father's voice. This was the exact reaction he was expecting. Uh-oh.

"You went into MOS EISLEY CANTINA! AND PICKED UP THE FIRST GUY YOU FOUND?" His face had turned a disturbing shade of red, as his cheeks puffed out a little. Luke was sure at any moment now the veins on his forehead would burst. What a sight that would have been!

On the other hand, his mother was slightly calmer, if only to remain the opposite of her husband. It was obvious Anakin didn't like the idea of his children entering seedy bars in remote areas and picking up dirty scoundrels. He wasn't surprised that that's where they found Han Solo.

Dirty scoundrel…probably smelt the credits rolling off Leia a mile away!

Anakin cleared his throat and tried to regain his composure.

"So what happened next, Luke?" Padmè pressed. Luke sighed.

"Well, the whole trip was a disaster. We had to outrun at least three holoreporter ships and Leia and Han bickered the entire way there. I was surprised Leia didn't kill him before we arrived at Alderaan."

If only…

"And?" Anakin asked impatiently, tapping his fingers against the couch.

Luke sighed again. "And I don't know. I left Alderaan early to take care of some business I had at the temple. You know the rest as far as I'm concerned."

Sithspawn…

Hearing her comlink in the other room, Padmè excused herself leaving father and son to sit in awkward silence.

"I'm sorry, Dad. But I honestly don't know the rest. That's something only Leia will know. I was just as shocked as you were when he walked through that door."

Anakin rubbed his temple. He was beginning to feel that familiar headache again. He had it when Padmè gave birth to the twins and by the Force, he swore it hadn't gone away since. Kids were just a pain in the…

"Luke?" Padmè's voice interrupted Anakin's thoughts, as she came rushing in. Her face was creased in worry.

"Yes, Mom?" he asked innocently.

Padmè looked at Anakin, whose face now mirrored her own. "That was Bail Organa. Leia never showed up at Alderaan."

Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.

Sex leads to children. Children lead to problems. Problems lead to scared, worried and generally pissed off fathers.

Anakin didn't need to guess twice about where Leia was. She had gone after that dirty rat Han Solo. And now, he and Luke were going to drag her back, kicking and screaming if necessary.

He loved his twins, really. But sometimes the messes they could get themselves into…