Disclaimer: I own STAR WARS. All six of the movies, and most of the books.

Sadly, I don't own Harrison Ford.

By the way, Kanzen Gensou, he is not old enough to be my Great-Grandfather! My Great-Grandfather is two years older than him! So shut-up, okay??

Leia glared at her brother. "You just had to bring that up, didn't you?"

"Sorry. I didn't know that it was a secret. It sure wasn't at the conference."

"We didn't know anyone at the conference! And what do you mean, you didn't know it was a secret?? You swore on the Force you wouldn't tell!"

'I forgot!"

Leia glared at him. "I swear. Sometimes you would think you grew up on a moisture farm! Don't you have any common sense? Let's see, why wouldn't I want my father, who happens to be a Jedi Master to know that I had a summer fling? Why?"

There was no doubt that she would have continued yelling at him for much longer, if it weren't for the fact that a young kid of about nineteen came barreling into them at precisely that moment.

Luke and Leia reached for their lightsabers, but it was too late. They were already behind a repulsorlift. The kid instantly stuck both of his hands around their mouths, keeping them quiet until a squad of what appeared to be Correlian soldiers had passed. Then he let go, and picked himself up.

He gave them a kind of apologetic half-grin, and started to run away, but Luke had his lightsaber drawn. He took one look at the sandy-haired Jedi-in-training with the busted lip before him, and stopped in his tracks.

"Hey, look, kid, I'm sorry I ran into you and your girlfriend, here, but I gotta go."

Luke glared at him. "Sit down."

With a glare of his own, he obliged.

"What are you planning to do, huh? You can't hold me here forever, you know."

Leia turned to face him. "You're the one who ran into us, laser-brain, so leave him alone."

He smirked. "Ah, your girlfriend has to stick up for you. Real manly, kid."

Luke stuttered. "She's not my girlfriend! She's my sister!"

At this, his ears seemed to perk up. "Really? So you're not taken, huh Princess?"

Leia stuck her own lightsaber in his face. "I'll have you know that my father is Anakin Skywalker, head of the Jedi Council."

"Well, I'm sorry to question your philosophy, but I don't believe in the Force. I just find it hard to believe that there's some all knowing presence, controlling everything. What I believe in is luck."

Luke smiled. "Well, that's where you're mistaken.

Why don't you tell us your name, friend? I'm Luke, and this is my sister, Leia."

"I wish I could say it was a pleasure to meet you."

The kid smirked. "A little bitter, aren't you, Princess?"

"Name please."

"Well I trust you heard of the Correlian escapee?"

They nodded, and he tipped his head.

"Han Solo, at your service."