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Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

The room was filled with a slightly hostile silence as Wedge told his story to the rest of the group. He could tell they (especially Luke and Leia) were disappointed with him, but as he protested, leaving a seemingly mentally deranged youth in a room overnight would not have been the best idea, particularly if you wanted him to talk, which in a way Wedge had achieved.

"Still shouldn't have done it mate," Han said with an air of sympathy. He was looking much better. He wasn't pale anymore and he had changed his shirt so he no longer carried a burn mark. However he was now complaining about the blast ruining his favourite jacket.

Wedge looked at Han for a moment before remembering, "he checked to make sure you were okay, Han. He seemed concerned about it."

"Sure he was" said Leia, sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"He thought he'd killed Han," Wedge said in an off handed voice.

"I'm made of stronger stuff than that," Han snorted, "What, does he think I'm some old man or something?"

Everyone looked at him. There was no need to describe the expression on each face. Luke quickly changed the subject. He had been silent up until then and had contented himself to giving Wedge the frowning of a life time.

"Well, what happened next, Wedge?"

"The twitching got worse, and he just looked really ill. He was tapping the ground like he was nervous. I thought it was the cut but he seemed to be recovering well and quickly from it. He couldn't have just been worried. He's not the type to scare easily."

"So, cold sweating, twitching, tapping hands and feet, nervousness, changing eye colour, and greying hair…any flu like symptoms?" Lando asked, as if he was a GP not a con artist.

Wedge shook his head and Lando said, "Not that far in yet, then…"

Han looked at him sharply, "Are thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked, a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"I think so," Lando asked shaking his head sadly, "We've bitten off more than we can chew with this one. And he's only a teenager. Shame."

Leia was studying them both carefully, "Are you two thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked.

They both looked at her with a serious expression which confirmed that she was indeed thinking what they were thinking. She wasn't completely oblivious, after all she had been married to Han for years.

"If you lot are all thinking the same thing I'm thinking," Luke said, smiling slightly, "we are in big trouble."

"I've got a pretty good idea too, but a confirmation would be nice," Wedge said slowly.

Everyone looked at each other and said it as one, "Drug addict."

"Withdrawal," Han said sadly, "Makes the best, and breaks the rest."

"Zeke?" Wedge stuck his head around the door, "Zeke, I've come to…to…give you the grand tour of the ship I suppose."

Wedge had been uncertain about going back into the room again, but Luke had thought it better to send a familiar face. Besides Chewie was standing outside the door if things got of hand.

Zeke dragged himself to his feet. He looked dreadful. He took a few steps toward the door before almost collapsing. He managed to grab the wall in time and struggled to the door, where Wedge was waiting and watching. Zeke looked hopelessly pathetic.

"You give the tour to all your prisoners do you?" he asked, a hint of his other, more docile, personality showing through.

Wedge attempted to lighten his own mood, after the discovery of Zeke's drug addiction, he felt sorry for the kid. "Yeah, it comes along with the bed and breakfast charge," he said jokingly. "Mind you, you'll have to pay extra for pool privileges."

"Is there a sauna?" Zeke inquired, carrying on the joke.

"Well, Leia's got her own personal one, but I wouldn't go in there if I were you. She might feed you to Chewie!"

This voice wasn't Wedge's, but one that Zeke didn't recognise. From behind him, Chewie growled pleasantly at the mention of his name, but Zeke was more interested in the new appearance.

"Lando Calrissian, at your service." He gave a small bow before continuing, "I would kiss you, but you're not really my type!"

Even though the man had only said about three sentences, Zeke was positive that he would get along fine with this man.

Wedge smiled at the relaxed surroundings before saying gently, "Come on, Luke's expecting us."

At the mention of the Jedi Master, Zeke's grey eyes received a tinge of pink. Both older men noticed but discarded it. It wasn't up to them to change his opinion. That was something that would have happen in time.

A.N. We know that this is a short chapter, but we think we deserve one. After all, we've been up all night playing Star Wars Top Trumps.

Thorney: In which Luke kept coming back to my rescue and to kick Sweetdeath04's ass!

Sweetdeath04: Indeed, considering that I won all three games (they lasted a long time) and that I've never played before!

Thorney: I taught you well. Luke Skywalker, class card! We got extra points if we got a card that was the member of 'The Sabacc Gang'. Luke, Han, Leia, Lando, Wedge, Chewie and someone else… who you will find out at the end of this fic!

But that seems to be getting further and further away so prepare for a long haul guys!

By the way, thank you to everyone who reviewed! We now have 100! Keep reading and reviewing and remember to tell your friends about Sabacc!

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