Crazy trouble with love

Oola and Han

Series: Star Wars

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Oola was walking through one of the numerous halls in Jabba's palace with her eyes to the ground.

'I can't believe I'm doing this, if I'm caught I will die!' She thought nervously as she entered the silent throne room of the gangster Jabba the hutt. She made sure no guards were around before running over to a slab of carbonite on the wall with a man frozen inside it.

'Thank god Jabba is at that meeting with the other huts on Nacl Nita.' she thought as she punched in a code on the command board next to the carbonite. It gave a sound before she turned and saw vapors shoot out over the carbonite as she stepped back. She watched as it heated up and a man fell out of the carbonite and onto the floor.

"Ow. Ugh, never wanna do that again." he groaned.

"Are you ok?" She asked the man as he picked himself up off the floor.

"Yeah, but it's gonna take some time for my vision to come back." he spoke wobbling a little with everything looking extremely fuzzy.

"It will return in time Han Solo, but for now I need your help." said Oola.

"Well not like a blind guy is be of much help, but let's hear ya out."

She took a deep breath and then said. "I need you to smuggle me out of Jabba's palace."

Han blinked even if he couldn't see and rubbed his ear. "Say again? I think my hearing is a little gone too."

"We are in Jabba the hutt's palace and I am a slave and I need you to sneak me out of here." she said as if she was talking about the weather.

"Well that's new, but let me give you a little tip. My buds might be coming around anytime now, and I'm not sure if we'll get out alive. Meaning bringing one more person might make it a little tricky."

"Jabba is not here and since you are already out of the carbonite he will kill you since he can no longer hang you on his wall, so it's now or never." she responded evenly.

"Well first we gotta get my pal Chewy out. No way I'm letting Jabba turn him into a Wookie skinned rug. And until I can see again, you might need to help lead me the right way."

"Fine, I think he is in the lower levels, if we hurry we can get him, but first you must promise to get me out of here." she said to Han.

"Alright alright, just help me get down there without making me run into any walls.

"Ok, just keep quiet." she said as she grabbed his arm. She started dragging him down a hall with Han trying to keep pace while letting her do all the work. She quickly led him down the hallway towards the stairs to the lower levels when she suddenly shoved him and herself into a small closet and closed the door.

"What's going on?"

"There's a guard walking this way so we just have to wait for him to pass." she says as she pushed herself against Han due to the small space they were in.

He stopped talking while taking a moment to feel her chest against his own. "Well I can see why Jabba would want you as a slave." he said jokingly as he felt her assets.

She however didn't take it as a joke and lightly slapped him as they heard the grunts of the guard walk by. "Shut up." she said with a blush as she listened to the guards walking away.

Both listened closely and heard the footsteps stop and grew worried before they started moving away from the closet.

Once she was confident the guards were gone, Oola opened the door and dragged Han out. "Just don't break away or you'll get us both caught."

"Ok, ok, I'll hold onto you hard, ok?" Said Han as they descended down the stairs.

"Just keep your voice down, these halls tend to echo sound more than upstairs."

Han merely nodded as he was led through the bottom level off Jabba's palace.

They started moving down slower with Oola making sure no guards were nearby.

"Alright, this should be your friends cell." she says as she pulls a key out of her waistband. She slid it into the keyhole and turned before opening the door.

Han didn't have time to react before he was pulled into a massive hug by a certain wookie.

Chewbacca let out a happy growl at seeing his friend again.

"Hey Chewie, glad to see you, let's get out of here." Han said through Chewbacca's fur as the wookie hugged him.

Chewbacca let go and made a few sounds while nodding to Oola.

"This is... I never got your name" said Han as he turned to his rescuer.

"Oola, and we need to get out of here before a guard spots us and alerts the others."

"Ok, lead us out of here." said Han as Oola took his arm and once again led him up up the stairs as Chewie followed confused by Their actions.

'This might get tough with one more person.' thought the Wookie.

"Hey Oola, what exactly is the plan anyway? Outside the palace is just miles of desert and tusken raiders." Said Han as she led them up the stairs.

"Well, I heard from Jabba that you have a ship that can get far away from here, right?"

"Yeah, but I was brought here by Boba so I have no idea where my ship is." says Han.

"So there's no ship nearby?" she asked with wide eyes.

"No and since Chewie was brought here by a bounty hunter it's not here either." said Han now worried.

Chewbacca made a growl that basically said "We're dead meat."

"We're dead, I have sealed our fate and now we're all going to die!" Cried Oola.

Han tried moving his hands around and reached her face before covering her mouth. "Keep it down, we'll figure something out."

Chewie thought for a second before growling out a suggestion.

"What did he say?" asked Oola.

"He said that we could use the sand skiff to get to Mos Eisley and get a ride there." Han said.

"Are you sure? What if Jabba follows?"

"You said he was gone, by the time he gets back we will be long gone." Han said. "Now lead us to the sand skits."

"Ok, they should be in the back of the palace, follow me." Oola said as she led the smuggler and wookie to their ticket out of there.

"If we get caught, we'll be out gun without blasters."

"We don't have a choice, it's either that or take our chances with the rancor when Jabba finds us."

Chewbacca growled as Oola lead them to the hanger.

Luckily Jabba had taken most of the guards with him, so there were no guards in the hanger. The three got onto one of the skits with Chewbacca helping with the controls. They stayed quiet as the skif started up and began to move.

The doors opened and they headed out with Oola smiling up at the suns in the sky. She looked at Han and tackled him to the ground in a hug. "Thank you, thank you!" She said as tears went down her face.

"Woah! Easy there." he got out while patting her back. "We're not out of the woods just yet."

"Right, we have to go find a ship." she says as she notices two droids in the distance.

Chewbacca made a growl and turned the skit towards them.

"Chewie, what is it?" Asked Han as he felt the barge move and then stop.

Chewbacca made several more sounds as he sent two lines down from the skit that magnetised the droids.

"Oh, my! Help, we're being droid napped!" Shouted C-3PO as he and R2 were lifted up into the lift.

"No you're not, we're getting you out of here before getting traded off." called Han as his vision was coming back more.

"Who do yo- oh my! Thank the maker, it's mr. Solo and Chewbacca! How did you get free?!" Shouted the excited gold droid.

"Thank Oola here." he nodded to where he guessed she was standing.

"Thank you madam, now I have to contact master like to tell him that Han is no longer at Jabba's palace" replies the droid.

R2 made some beeps and sounds as C-3Po started sending the message.

"Master Luke, don't come to Jabba's palace, Han Solo is safe." said C-3PO.

"Really? But how? I thought he was frozen." came Luke's voice.

"This wonderful woman by the name of Oola saved me and Chewie." said Han as he wrapped an arm around the green alien.

Said former dancer blushed.

"Well I'm glad you called, me and Leia are In the millennium falcon in Mos Eisley. If you can get there we can leave. Also who is Oola?" Said Luke.

"You'll meet her when we get there. Just try not to stare." joked Han.

With that C-3PO ended the message and Oola turned to Han and said. "Han, I have to tell you something."

"What's that?"

She paused before nervously saying. "The Twi'leks have been in the slaving business for generations. We have a tradition where if we are freed from our master the person who freed us is our new master no matter what they say."

Han turned to her and dropped his jaw while rubbing his eyes, even though it didn't help him see her clearly. "Wh-what? Why?" He asked shocked at the statement.

"The reason is that my people believe that anyone who is kind enough to free a pathetic slave is perfect to be their master and possibly husband." she responded with a blush.

"Wait, husband?"

"Yes, the person of said slave gets to decide whether the slave they freed will be their slave or husband, so it's your choice." she said hoping that he went with the second option.

"Uh...well..." Chewbacca let out a loud growl with Hnan turning towards him. "Shut it Chewy!"

"What did he say?" Asked Oola.

"He asked when's the wedding." blushed Han while shaking his fist at the Wookie who sounded like he was laughing.

"So Han, what's the decision, am I going to call you master or husband?" She asked curiously and a bit worried.

"Well, at the moment, just call me Han. We can figure out the rest later on. Plus I wanna give some time for my eyes to fix themselves."

"Well they should be better in an hour, but before we leave the planet I want an answer." she said with a little bit of a pout.

"Alright, Chewy take us to Mos Eisley." ordered Han. "And I'll give you an answer before we get eff this rock, swear it."

"Ok." said Oola as she sat down to try to get some rest.

Chewbacca chuckled as he drove the skit across the desert and away from the palace.

After a while Han began to be able to see again. And he spotted the place up ahead as the sand skit went down the road. Han smiled and looked at Oola and said. "Oola, we're he..." His words dining him his thought as he saw the woman who saved him for the first time.

'Holy shit.'' he thought looking over the dancer.

He looked at her in amazement just marveling at her beauty, thinking that having her as a wife wouldn't be that bad.

Oola noticed and blushed seeing him stare, but was worried he might be thinking dark thoughts and she would be back where she was at Jabba's. "Han? You ok?" She asked in a soft voice.

"Huh? Oh, yeah." he shook his head. 'Get it together Han, she doesn't need you looking at her like a piece of meat.'

Chewbacca roared at them as they entered the city. He stopped the skit to a small lot where Luke and Leia walked over and they all started to get off the vehicle.

"Han, good to see you." said Luke as he shook Han's hand.

"Good to be out of that place. It was starting to smell like that slug." chuckled Han.

"Ha, try sitting next to him all day." said Oola as she climbed off the skiff.

"I take it you're Oola?" asked Lukas.

"Yes, I freed Han so he could get me and him out of the palace." she said with a small blush.

Chewbacca growled a few times with C-3PO surprised.

"Oh my, Chewbacca says she is also possibly his servant or wife."

At that Leia shouted. "What!"

"I haven't said which yet! It's some tradition for freeing her, which I need to pick before we leave."

"Well pick slave and get rid off her." said Leia angrily.

"Woah there. First off I'm the one who has to choose, and this is between me and her." spoke Han.

"Well decide quickly, we have to go, imperials are coming. Let's give them some privacy." said Luke as he used the force to bring Leia, chewie, and the droids to the ship.

"Look Oola, what we're doing is serious and dangerous. And I don't want to bring you if you're gonna end up hurt or worst." he turned to her.

"Han, I don't care, I just want to be with you." she said with tears in her eyes.

"I understand, but answer me this. If I went with one of the choices, does that mean the other one is out of reach?"

"What do you mean?" Asked Oola.

"I mean if I picked you to be my servant, does that mean you could never become my wife?"

"No, I could still become your wife." she said, sad that she was about to become a slave again like with Jabba.

"Well, if you were my servant, you wouldn't be treated like a slave, alright? You'd be treated as equal as Luke, Leia, and yes C-3PO. Meaning you are you're own person, just under my wing. Okay?"

At that she perked up, she would be treated like a normal person? "I would enjoy that very much Han." she said happily.

"Alright, well there ya go. You can be considered a companion who is their own person, meaning you are not forced or required to do anything you don't want to. Does that sound good to you?"

"Yes, so if I'm my own person you won't punish me if I do this?" She asked Han with a seductive look on her face.

"Do what?" he asked.

Instead of responding with words she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Han was surprised and stumbled back before wrapping his arms around her waist and didn't try to break the kiss.

After a minute they broke for air and Oola said. "That's for freeing me from Jabba's palace."

"Wow, I wouldn't mind more of those." he spoke in honesty.

"Well, you might get more in the future master." she said seductively as she walked towards the ship swaying her hips.

Han found himself staring a little and focused on her hips. 'Damn.' The smuggler followed her to the ship thinking that life just got a whole lot more interesting.