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What happened to Wedge

"So then Han asks Leia what she's afraid of, and Leia says, 'afraid?', but it's kind of obvious that she's really freaked out! Anyway, Han says to Leia, 'You're trembling,' and Leia insists that she's not-"

"I can't really imagine Leia trembling, especially at our old softie, Han!" said Lando, half to himself.

"Yeah," Luke continued, "but she is, then-"

"Hey guys, what you doing?"

Han had entered the room to find Luke, Lando and Wedge huddled in a corner, apparently discussing something of some importance, their cleaning apparatus abandoned.

The trio jumped away from each other, grabbing their cleaning materials.

"Nothing Han! Nothing at all!" said Lando a little to quickly, trying to cover for himself and his friends.

"Yeah, whatever." Han had a good idea what they were talking about, but still felt a little hurt about being left out of the conversation, even if was partly about him.

He walked past them to go through the door on the opposite side of the lounge, smacking into Wedge's shoulder as he passed, causing Wedge to stumble back a bit.

"Ow!" Then Han could have sworn he heard Wedge mutter, "I thought Jedi were supposed to know when certain people were coming!"

His brother-in-law muttered back, "The Force doesn't come with a receipt!"

When Han reached the door he said, "See ya guys."

"See you," then with three voices as one, "scoundrel!"

Han spun around, intending to yell at his so-called friends until his voice went hoarse, and perhaps punch his brother-in-law.

His mouth opened, but not to yell. His jaw dropped.

The three of them had disappeared into thin air, leaving just the cleaning materials, falling to the floor.

"I really gotta' learn how to do that, maybe some day I'll even be able to chase them."

.........

Hours later, when the Falcon was free of oil, but still stinking and leaving everyone feeling very dizzy, five of the six people on the rescue mission met in the lounge.

"Where's Wedge?" said Leia, almost immediately.

Everyone looked at Han, who was trying to look innocent, by staring at his fingernails.

"Han!" everyone yelled simultaneously.

The temptation to do the 'innocent wookiee look' that Chewie had used on the dealer, overcame him.

'That really doesn't suit you, Cub!' roared Chewie.

"Han! What have you done with my Wedge?!" Leia said sternly.

"YOUR WEDGE!!!" The cry came from Han, Luke and Lando.

"Yes! My Wedge!" But Luke could tell without using the Force that she was just doing it to rile up Han.

"Aw man!" said Lando glumly, "I thought I really had something going with you!"

Leia ignored him, but still went slightly pink. She stared into Han's eyes for a moment, then said, "That was mean Han! That was really mean!"

"Am I missing something here?" Lando asked and Chewie roared.

A moment later, Leia continued. "You didn't even leave him an air changer?!?!"

With that she ran out of the room. Han glared at Luke.

"I swear, I didn't teach her how to read your mind! It wasn't me!" Luke insisted.

Han stormed out after his wife and found her just outside the door ripping up the floor, or, you could call it, the door of the cargo hold.

"At least it doesn't smell down here," Wedge had been trying to stay sane by talking to himself. He sat up and took a deep breath of air as the door was ripped open.

"Wedge! Oh, my dear Wedge! You're alright!" Leia leapt forward, helped him out of the cargo hold, and then gave him a hug and didn't let go.

Wedge was taken a back, "Ok," he said slowly returning the hug, "Dear? Either this is a dream or some parallel universe."

Finally Leia let go of Wedge and then she rounded on Han, "You stupid bantha brained nerf!" she screamed, "You could have suffocated him down there!"

"And we all know what a terrible loss that would be to the universe!" yelled Han straight back at her.

"But.....you....AHH!" Leia finally gave up, "C'mon Wedge!" she grabbed Wedge's hand and started to pull him away.

Wedge had time to say, "Han, this really isn't my fault!" before he was dragged off by the enraged Princess.

Han watched them go, jealousy seeping through every ounce of his body.

"Little question, why did you lock him in there anyway?" Luke came up so quietly behind him, he made Han jump.

"I caught him trying to fix the pipe with nails and another hammer! He was about to hit the pipe again when I knocked him out with the hammer." He looked at Luke exasperatedly.

"He was only doing what he thought right!" Luke said in Wedge's defence.

"Does 'doing what's right' include running off with my wife?!?!"

"You know she's only doing it to make you angry and," a grinned touched the corner of his mouth, "jealous."

"Get outta' my brain." said Han, glumly.

"That was half-hearted! I demand a bit more enthusiasm!"

"All these demands you make now. I wonder what you were like as a toddler."

Luke grinned and put a hand on Han's shoulder. "It was Lando yesterday, Wedge today and probably Chewie tomorrow. Don't worry. She'll forgive you... eventually."

"Yeah, eventually. I think this is her way of telling me I'm a long way off earning her forgiveness."

"Well you better keep an eye on her when we land tomorrow, or she might choose some random guy out of a cantina!" said Luke, almost laughing.

"It's ironic, isn't it?" said Han thoughtfully, "I was once a random guy you and Kenobi chose to pilot you to Alderaan..." he trailed off. "Or what was left of it."

A respectful silence that seemed to last for an eternity, fell between them, until Luke broke it.

"Well, I'm starving! Why don't you round up the others and we'll decide who's going to make dinner."

"Alright."

"Then you can chase after Leia and Wedge, and I know that's what you've been wanting to do since I started talking to you!"

"What did I say about poking around inside my brain?!?!"

"I see you've been listening to what I said about enthusiasm! Well done!"

The gave each other a final grin, and parted company.

A.N. Greeting! We are back! I'm sure you missed us and tears of happiness are welling in your eyes!

We are as vain as Dorian Gray!

Thorney: AND PROUD OF IT!!!

Sweetdeath04 looks at Thorney, and blinks.

Thorney: Well, I'm proud of it! (sniffs)

Anyway, we got a day off school 'cause it's Speech Day and we're such rubbish pupils we didn't win anything! YEAH!!!

Thorney & Sweetdeath04