I'm feeling accomplished, I update this story, 1992 vs 2012, and United. So when it's italics, usually that means that it's a droid or not an English language that someone can understand. So whenever the droids or Chewbacca talk, Rey and Toby can understand them.

"Where are the others. Where's the pilot?"

"I'm the pilot," Rey said lifting her hand,

"You?" he asked motioning to her with his blaster.

"Yes." Chewie moaned a few words,

"No, it's true, we are the only ones on board." Toby looked over to her, she could speak Wookie?

"You can understand that thing?" Finn asked,

"And that thing can understand you. Now get out of there." his dad growled, the four of them climbed out of the grate.

"Where did ya find this ship?"

"Niima outpost."

"Jakku! That junkyard?"

"Thank you! Junkyard." Finn said elbowing Rey, putting extra emphasis on junkyard. He rolled his eyes, he would deal with this loud mouth later.

"Told ya we should have double checked the Western Regions," he said to Chewie, he turned to Rey,

"Was it with Duncain?"

"I stole it Unkar Plutt, he stole it from the Irving boys, and they stole it from Duncain."

"Who stole it from me!" he yelled angrily walking down the hallway, "Well, you tell him Han Solo just stole back the Millenium Falcon for good!" he said stomping off towards the cockpit. He watched the way Rey's face lit up every time his dad started talking. It was really adorable, she bounced after his dad and he followed after.

"This is the Millenium Falcon? Your Han Solo?"

"I used to be." his dad muttered flipping a few switches on the ship, running his hand over the smooth ship.

"Han Solo! The Rebellion General!" his dad whipped around,

"The smuggler!"

"This ship made the Kessel run in fourteen parsecs!" Rey was getting more excited with each sentence.

"Twelve, not fourteen." his dad said defensively, he grinned thinking of what his dad had always referred to as the glory days.

"Hey! Some moof-milker put a compressor on the ignition line." Toby knew that his dad didn't like it when someone messed with his ship. His ship was basically his third child, used to take him and Ben on all sorts of rides.

"Unkar Plutt did, I thought it was a mistake too since it puts too much strain on the..."

"Hyperdrive," they said in unison, his dad muttered something to Chewie.

"Put those two in the pods, we'll drop them at the nearest planet," he said,

"Wait, Dad, we need your help. We need to get this droid back to the resistance." Han gave his son a, ain't nobody got time for that look. He recognized that one. Toby gave his dad the come on dad, just this once look. Han rolled his eyes, turned back to his ship,

"This droid is carrying a piece of the map to Luke Skywalker." Han stopped in his tracks. No one in his family had been the same ever since Uncle Luke had gone into hiding. Since the accident, in all truth Toby hadn't gone with his brother by choice, it was by force. He just never had the guts to leave until his brother was trying to kill him.

"You are the Han Solo that fought with him in the Rebellion. You knew him." Toby knew that his dad had a hard time talking about Uncle Luke,

Leia buried him in a hug,

"Oh Tobster, I love you so much!" She said squeezing him extra tight,

"I love you too mom," he said, his mother let go and looked at him.

"I'm so proud of you." she smiled at him before placing a kiss on his forehead.

"When I come back, I'm gonna be a Jedi. Just like Uncle Luke and Grandpa Anakin."

"Oh, I know that you are. I can feel it inside of you." she smiled giving his hand one last squeeze. He smiled before following Uncle Luke up a ramp onto a ship with his brother. He and Ben waved at their parents,

"We love you!" Leia yelled,

"Make us proud sons!" Han yelled with a huge smile on his face.

A metallic clunk snapped him back to reality,

"Oh don't tell me the Ranther's got loose." he looked up at his dad who was now running down the hall,

"Dad! You did not!"

"You're not hauling Ranther's on this thing!" Finn yelled, his dad moved to a panel.

"I'm hauling Ranthers." he stated matter of factly looking down at the panel. Security cameras showed the videos of freighter, ship, and

"Oh great the Gunvian Death Gang, - they must have tracked us from Nantoon." his dad muttered to Uncle Chewie.

"What's a Ranther?" Rey asked innocently,

"There big and dangerous,"

"Ya Ever heard of the Trillia Massacre?!" Finn asked, slowly panicking,

"No," she answered still looking around trying to get a definitive answer, they followed his dad around the corner,

"I got three of them going to King Parana."

"THREE! How'd you get three on board?!" Finn was now in a full panic and Rey was still just following in blind confusion.

"I used a big crew," he muttered,

"We're gonna die." Uncle Chewie groaned,

"Agreed," Toby butted in, they walked into the freighter that was attached to the Falcon. He opened a grate,

"Stay below deck until I say so," he turned to leave, "And don't even think about taking the Falcon." He said moving down the hall,

"What about BB-8?"

"He stays with me… until I get rid of the gang, then you can have him back and be on your way."

"What about the Ranthers, where are you keeping them?" Finn asked nervously, BANG, the Ranther slammed it's slimy body against the glass. Finn nearly screamed as he jumped away from the glass marked now by slimy Ranther spit.

"There's one." His dad said pointing to the glass,

"What are you gonna do?" Rey asked unphased,

"The same thing I always do, talk my way out of it."

"Yes I do, every, single time," Chewie mumbled, his dad glared at his Uncle who smirked. He looked back to them,

"Don't leave until I say so." BB-8 beeped,

"I'll just be here…" turning towards Rey,

"Uh uh, you're coming with me roundy."

"Go on, it's ok," Rey said in a calm voice urging BB-8 back towards his dad. BB-8 rolled hesitantly back towards Han and the three of them walked out into a separate hallway. Toby led them down to the stairs below deck, Rey ran down the hallway to a set of screens. She stared intently at the screen, as the story started to unfold. His heart dropped,

"That BB unit, the first order is looking for it."

"First, I've heard of it." Finn and Rey looked at each other, and then she looked to him.

"Search the freighter." they all flashed their eyes back to the screen.

"We gotta go," Toby said pointing down the hallway,

"Wait, wait, wait." she held up a finger in his face, "If we close the blast doors in the corridors, we can trap both gangs," she said getting more excited,

"Close the blast doors from here?" Finn asked Toby could still tell his nerves were shot.

"Resetting the fuses should do it," she said pushing past the two men. She ran down the hall to the fuse box, she ripped it open and a few sparks later she the blast doors slammed shut. She smiled at him as they shared a small victory. The lights went out one by one. They heard more blast doors open, and screaming and hissing coming from upstairs. Her face fell,

"Oh no," Finn grabbed her shoulder starting to panic,

"Oh no, what?"

"Wrong fuse," she said as they ran down the corridor,

"This was a mistake!" he yelled,

"Huge!" she screamed as the three of them ran down the hallway.

"What do they look like?!" she yelled as they turned a corner, they were faced with a huge Ranther grabbing and eating a gunman. She covered her mouth in horror,

"Like that," he said grabbing her and rushing her back around a corner away from the Ranther.

"This way!" Finn yelled

"Are you sure?!" she screamed, abruptly Finn was dragged off.

"FINN!" she screamed, he grabbed her hand dragging her around the corner. She dashed down the corridor following after Finn, he screamed trying to pry the Ranther tentacle off his ankle. She paused panicking before looking over at a box. She got an idea, she ran over to the panel looking at the screens, she waited, and waited, watching him being dragged towards him doom. Her hand hovered over the button, she smashed it down and the Ranther screamed in pain. She ran down the corridor as Toby ran after her. He could see Finn squirming away from the beast's tentacle,

"Finn!"

"I was, the door, and uh, uh." He stood up,

"That was lucky!" she yelled as the three of them took off running, they made a break for the Falcon. He could see his dad helping Uncle Chewie, he passed Chewie off to Toby,

"Take care of him," Toby nodded helping his Uncle onto a resting place and grabbing a medical kit. He can hear the arguing of Rey and his dad in the cockpit,

"Hang on, we are going to lightspeed!" he yelled,

"From inside here? Is that even possible?" she yelled jumping into the co-pilot seat.

"I never ask that question until I've done it." Han fiddled with the controls as a Ranther jumped onto the front of the shield, she shrieked. He continued flipping switches,

"This is not how I thought this day would go," he mumbled. She felt the ship rock and jerk as the gang members shot and hit the fuel lines,

"Come on baby, don't fail me now," he whispered flipping a switch. Nothing happened,

"What?!" she reached over his arm and flipped another switch,

"Compressor." the engine roared to life as they jump into lightspeed.