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The Scene of the Crime

"What in the Hells of Corellia is he doing here?!?!"

"Well, it's good to see you too!" retorted Wedge, folding his arms across his chest and looking accusingly at Han.

"Er...Well... of course it's good to see you Wedge, but... um, well... you see.... We were trying to keep this little... um, holiday, um... privet," mumbled Han, not looking wedge straight in the eye.

Wedge cocked his head to one side. "You're going on a holiday when the twins need rescuing 'cause you, rather foolishly, gambled them away last night? My, Leia must be thrilled!"

Han was about to ask Wedge how he knew about his little mis-adventure in the casino last night, when Leia entered the room.

"I heard someone say my name," she stated. Then she spotted Wedge.

"What in the Hells of Alderaan is he doing here?!?!"

"So many planets, so many hells, so little time." Wedge sighed and shook his head. Turning to Luke, he said, "It's gonna be like this all day, ain't it?"

"So why don't you go and travel them all," said Han pushing Wedge towards the exiting ramp of the Falcon, "Don't forget to send us a post card."

"Han you silly nerf," said Wedge, a grin quirking at his face, "I'm coming with you!"

The look on Han's face was priceless, and even more so when Wedge plopped himself down in the pilot seat of the Falcon.

"Oh no you don't!" cried Han, finally recovering. "This is my ship, not some petty, broken down X-Wing! If you're coming with us then you abide by my rules and that means, I'M DRIVING!"

"Abide by your rules?" Leia muttered in the backround. "If I had abided by your rules twelve years ago, I'd be dead!"

Han threw Wedge off the seat yelling something that sounded like, "AND IF YOU DON'T ABIDE BY MY RULES, THEN I MIGHT BE FORCED TO THROW YOU OUT THE AIR-LOCK!!!"

"Aw Han ol' buddy! You'd never do that to me!" Never the less, he resisted his attempts to stay on the seat.

"Just try me!" said Han, sitting down on the seat himself.

Wedge grinned. "Okay then-"

"Wedge!" interrupted Luke. "Leave it!"

"So where to first then?" asked Lando, who had entered the room without anyone noticing.

"The scene of the crime, I expect," replied Leia, strapping herself into one of the seats.

"The Lucky Money casino it is then!" said Han, starting up the engines of the Falcon.

"Lucky Money?"

..........

The dealer was sitting in his office counting his winnings from the previous night. There was a sucker born every minute, and he knew it. He momentarily wondered how many of these suckers had come to his casino last night.

As he was about to put the money in the safe, he heard a blaster shot and the door banged open.

The dealer now found himself in a prickly situation. A few moments ago he had been smugly counting his money that he had conned people out of, but now...

He was faced with two blasters, one Wookiee bowcaster and one green and one purple lightsaber. His only escape route was through the window, but as he glanced at it he saw a ship blocking it, the guns pointed straight at him. Lando waved at the dealer from the cockpit of the Falcon.

He turned back to face the crowd, lead by the one and only Han Solo. He recognized the only woman in the group who was holding the purple lightsaber as Princess/Senator Leia Organa-Skywalker-Solo. (Geesh! What a mouthful!") Han's wife. The other lightsaber was wielded by Luke Skywalker, Leia's brother and Han's brother-in-law, newly elected Head of the New Jedi Council.

The wookiee was the mighty Chewbacca, he supposed, as he was Han's long time partner. But he had no idea who the rebel pilot was!

"Okay," said Han, "We can do this my way.....or the hard way!" The wookie roared in agreement.

By this time the bowcaster, lightsaber and the blaster were all under the terrified dealer's chin.

"Leia," warned Luke, not taking his eyes off the dealer.

"Don't worry Luke," said Leia tauntingly, "I'll hurt him a little, perhaps, but not kill him."

The dealer knew perfectly well that a little pain with a lightsaber, turned out to be a lot of pain!

"What do you want? I'll do anything! Just keep the wookiee away from me!" And the lightsabers he thought to himself.

Amazingly, the green lightsaber disappeared.

"Luke!!!" yelled Leia, exasperatedly. "What are you doing?"

"He's terrified of it," said Luke, gesturing to his lightsaber which was now dangling at his side. "And you should do the same!"

Leia squirmed. "No! Not until he tells me what I want to know!"

"Leia! He won't be able to tell you if he can't get the words out because he's so scared!"

Leia squirmed again, but the purple blade disappeared... only to be replaced by another blaster.

Luke sighed and said, "There's just no getting through to you, is there? And Chewie, back off a bit, he's scared of you too."

Chewie's eyes went wide, round and blue. He put on his best innocent expression, but took several paces back.

"These are my kids we're talking about!!!" screamed Leia at her brother.

"Oh! So that's why you're here!" said the dealer in a would-be-calm voice.

"Way to go mastermind!" said Han, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Now tell us who took them and where they're headed!"

One blaster was now trained on his head and another on his heart.

The dealer stuttered, "Some bounty hunter called Dengar!"

"WHERE'S HE HEADED!!!" yelled Han.

"He... He wasn't playing for himself! He was playing for some guy called Bobby Fett!"

"That's great! Now tell us WHERE HE IS HEADED!!!"

The dealer cowered away. "They said something about going to the Smugglers Moon!"

"Nar Snaddaa?"

Everyone turned to look at Wedge who had spoken.

"How would you know that?" asked Han amazed.

"Tried being a smuggler once," said Wedge off handedly, "Wasn't very good at it!"

"Han put a hand on his shoulder, "Takes a certain talent Wedge, one that you will never have!"

Everyone turned back to the dealer, "Thanks for your help!"

They lowered their blasters and turned to leave.

"Wait! You've missed them!" Why did he open his big mouth? Within a second the blasters were back on him.

"What do you mean?"

"They said they were leaving this morning, you'll never make it in time."

"C'mon," said Han, "We'd better get moving, everyone back to the Falcon. C'mon Chewie!"

But the wookiee had taken a few steps towards the trembling gambler. Making his eyes wide, round and innocent again, he dived at the dealer.

"Chewie! No!"

But it was too late.

Chewie had gathered the dealer up in a huge wookiee-bear hug and planted a sloppy kiss on his brow.

"EWWWWW!!!! Get off me!"

"Chewie! Come on!" Han yelled at his huge wookiee friend.

Chewie walked away, knowing that his mission was accomplished.

Han sighed. "Let's go. You've scared him enough already!"

A.N. We have FINALLY worked out what age Han is! We are very happy!

Sorry we haven't updated in ages, but when Thorney came back from her holidays, Sweetdeath04 left.

Please R & R!

Thorney's still crazy about Wedge!

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