"Debt problems?" Master Skywalker asked Han the next morning. They were about to land on Tatooine, then Anakin would give him the credits and they would most likely never see each other again. Both parties were fairly happy about this, though Padme insisted that she would miss the sarcasm (only that which came from anyone else but Leia). "What debt problems?"

"Well…" Han said, staring at his highly interesting shoes, "I sort of owe some people a little bit of money…"

"Some people? A little bit of money?" Anakin threw up his hands. "Well, then again, it's not my place to question your judgement. So long as it doesn't cause any problems, I'm fine with paying you the fourteen thousand as well as an extra five hundred for the trouble with the break-in." Anakin stood up, patting Han on the shoulder as he left the cockpit. "At least I know I can trust you."

Han suddenly felt overwhelmingly guilty for what he'd said to Leia the night before. I should have never burdened her with my feelings, he thought angrily. As if it wasn't enough to be alone with his guilty conscience, Luke entered the cockpit soon after his father left. "Looks like my father hasn't figured it out yet," he snapped as soon as he entered the room.

"Figure what out?" Han said innocently. "Did Leia tell you bad stuff about me, cause if so I'll be really mad at her!"

"You, mad at my sister? If anyone should be mad, it should be her!" Luke yelled. "You told her you loved her, and now she's all confused. Leia thinks she might be in love with you, and she would've never said that if you hadn't told her how you felt, so don't get your hopes up." The smile faded from Han's face.

"Luke…" He ran a hand through his hair. "It's complicated…I really thought I was doing her a favor by telling her the truth. It was eating me up inside, Luke, and I couldn't go on like that. Every time I saw her face, I had so much trouble…fighting the overwhelming urge to take her into my arms and-"

"Woah!" Luke yelled. "Too much information, Han, too much information! I don't need to know about your fantasies of you and my sister being happily married with three children and overcoming hardships, like death and…" He sighed. "I'm rambling again. Just promise me one thing, Han."

"Sure, Luke," he said wearily. "Anything. I don't care."

"Promise me you won't do anything stupid…no wait, strike that. Promise me you won't go after my sister." Han put his hand over his heart in a serious manner that was quite unlike him, except for the fact that it was obviously sarcasm. "So, when exactly will we be getting to…"

Luke's voice trailed off as Leia came storming into the Falcon's cockpit. "There's something out there," she said, panting from the run, "and it's got a blaster." Han rushed to the dashboard, searching frantically for the right radar system. "There!" Leia yelled, pointing out an odd cluster of objects.

The objects were in fact several starships, owned by private parties as Han deducted from the illegal upgrades. He swore loudly, earning a few harsh looks from Leia and her parents who were just entering. "Sorry," he muttered. "It's just I recognize these ships, and these are not the type you'd like to get involved with."

"Well, don't keep us waiting, then!" Leia bellowed. "Who are they? Better yet, get us out of here first, then tell us."

"Sister, I can do both at once. It's called multitasking," he said, emphasizing each syllable. This is the man who loves me, Leia thought. Just as she was coming to terms with the fact that her social life had gone down the tubes and then realizing that Jedi did not need social lives, Han cut in with, "You're not going to like this, Master Skywalker, but I feel it necessary to tell you. These are bounty hunters."

"Bounty hunters? Bounty hunters!" Anakin yelled. "Why didn't you tell us you're a wanted man? What have you done? Wait, this ship isn't yours…you stole it!" he deduced (rather irrationally).

Leia grabbed Han by the collar, the height difference diminishing the effect. "Well, Flyboy, how are you going to get us outta this one? Huh?" Padme tried to calm her down, but this just aggravated Leia even more. "Mother, you don't know all he's done, what he said to me…"

"Sweetheart," Han choked, "if you'd kindly let go of me, I'd be able to keep Boba Fett from blowing us into a thousand tiny pieces." Leia loosened her grip, but seemed to almost push him back into his seat. Han took control, steering them around obstacles and keeping them out of blaster range.

"Boba Fett…" Anakin muttered. "Where have I heard that name before? Wait a minute…Obi-Wan mentioned him once. Apparently, he's a clone of the man who was used as a basis for the clone army, only he wasn't prematurely grown and developed into adulthood. So it's kind of like having an identical son. What did you do to upset him?"

"Master Skywalker," Han said, looking like the naughty little boy who'd been caught sneaking into the cookie jar, "Skywalker clan, all of you…I'm in debt, like I said before. I owe some money to…Jabba the Hutt." Han paused for a moment to dodge an asteroid, giving the Skywalkers a moment to gape. "Yeah, I know, he's one bad dude and I shouldn't be working with him, but I was paid well for smuggling. Now he's offering the lot of them loads of money to deliver me to him…alive."

"Well, that's good news, isn't it?" Leia said with a false tone of cheeriness. "They won't try to kill us, just take us prisoner because Han never gave them the money. I, for one, have gone from a state of total panic to a state of just plain panic, but not completely panicked…"

The rest of the family exchanged nervous glances. Master Skywalker took to watching through the main windshield as Han dodged asteroid after asteroid. There shouldn't be this many here, Anakin realized. "Son, I don't mean to question your flying capabilities, but shouldn't we be flying away from the asteroid field?"

"Exactly," he replied, not looking away from the radar screen. "Which is why we aren't. Boba would be insane to follow us through all this garbage. So that's it, he'll give up and we'll be safe on Tatooine. Genius plan, don't ya think?"

"I suppose so," Leia said under her breath. "Or maybe it's just plain psycho."