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Be With The Stars

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A/n: So here’s a rewritten version Of how Alana became a smuggler and met han!

"Cantina... I've never been to one of those.." she whispered to herself, walking in she saw so many people of so many different planets that she couldn't help but stare in aw from taking it all in,

"Your kind isn't welcomed here,"

Alana looked at the waitress a bit angry at what she just said to AL-1 "She's with me, " she never did understand the hatred towards droids they were the kindest things ever, at least that's what she knew her AL-1 to be,

"You cheated!"

"You lost the game, and you lost your -"

" I wanna play.." Alana said sitting at the table of what looked like a group of roughings, thugs, and well mostly smugglers, but the person that stood out to her the most was a man wearing the most obnoxious colored cape she had ever laid eyes on in her life with a bright neon shirt to match it, her eyes were already studying the deck of cards although it wasn't like she had never played the game before,

"Why would a beautiful girl like yourself want to pla-"

"Deal me in.," she smirked, tossing her tiara in the pot, "A Nabooian tiara.. nice steal there," Alana looked at the young man confused by what he meant as a nice steal when it was, in fact, her own,

"Y-yeah stole it from the queen!" Alana smirked looking around the table,

"The queen is dead, anyways what's your name," he said trying to change the subject, there was something about this girl that had a mystery to her,

"Um... Lana Corge Clargo .." she stuck her hand out smiling,

"Call me Lando," he smirked kissing her hand, a waitress walked by winking at Lando, "Get her a Jawa Juice," he whispered, Alana was excited already making friends, and she had just landed on the planet, playing the game Alana began to learn more about Lando, he believed in luck, smooth-talking, and lots of flirting,

"So Clargo.," he smirked the two were the only ones left playing,

"Yes Lando.." she smiled shifting through her cards, she had already won 2 matches, but this one was for the big win, "Ever won a big bounty before," he asked as her head shot up from her cards," No.." she ignored his question,

"Why not go on an adventure.. go see the Galaxy.."

"-23!" she slammed the cards down on the table, taking everything in the pot since, after all, she did win, but the thing that struck out to her the most was a pair of golden Corellian spike dice, "I could take the Naboo Impulse out for a spin.," she replied to him, Lando looked at her, his eyes wide from what she had just said, every smuggler just about knew the existence of the coaxuim carrying machine that used to be named the Corellian Fury,

"So you're Clargo's daughter," Lando smirked, "Well why didn't you say so.," he laughed as Alana rolled her eye's, "Because .. wait you know my dad," she blinked at him Lando nodded as the two walked out of the Cantina,

"By the way, I like Corge better.."

"Y-You do?" she stuttered, Alana was new to this and very naive to the ideas of adventure, but she knew that this would work out for her in the long run, or so she had hoped, "It'll catch on quick," he winked, walking back to his ship, it was spacious bigger than a few ships she had ever seen,

"So why Tatooine of all places to run away to," he asked flipping the switches on, as she found her ways into his assortments of capes and cloaks, " Moisture farming sounded pretty nice," she shrugged her shoulders,

"And not the limelight of Royalty," he said as she poked her head out from the closet, "Pretty soon they'll be guards waiting for ya.."

"I left that life when I got here okay!" she sat in the co-pilot seat as Lando stared at her, "What's wrong.." she asked looking up at him naive eyes looking at ones with more experience, " L3.. is not gonna be happy about this.." he mumbled to himself, Alana looked out the from the ships window seeing the stars, but this time it was different, they shined brighter than what she was used to, her eyes wide filled with the galaxy in them, Lando couldn't help a bit but to smile,

"I take it you've never seen the stars before?"

"I have just not like this," she then turned to look away from her wondering child-like eyes fading away, "It's different when you choose to adventure rather than someone choose them for you," she laughed, looking around,

Months had passed, and Lando and Alana had begun to understand each other or at least he had liked to think so, "Is everything okay.. you haven't been yourself since Bespin," she asked not wanting to get on his bad side, she cared about the gambler, but she didn't know why maybe it was their long talks at night or the way he would try to sweet-talk her, whatever it was she couldn't explain it and she didn't know-how,

"I don't want to talk about it, Lana,"

"I thought you could trust me," she mumbled,

"Lana in this business you can't trust anyone," he laughed,

" You're too vulnerable to be a smuggler, You'll never be.." he stopped talking as Alana looked at him brows furrowed "Never be good at it.." she growled leaning closer towards him, her heart shattered at what he was implying,

"That's not what I was going to say.." he rolled his eyes at her, "But you're so quick to think with your heart and not with your head!" he leaned closer towards her, his hand around her waist pulling her more towards him, soft lips landing onto hers as she kissed him back, hands in his hair, pushing herself away from him,

"I can't do this.."

"Do what.."

"I can't like you, I know you don't believe in me, and that's fine I don't need you!" she laughed at him, "I can do this myself, "

"Fine, but don't come crawling back to me!" he laughed, "I never wanna see on my ship again!"

"I never wanna see it again!"

Lana was back on Tatooine with her droid, and so far things were going good for her when she wasn't on the run from bounty hunters and stormtroopers or smuggling spice for the Hutt mob and making runs for Voss, instead, she spent her time in the Cantina playing Sabacc and drinking Jawa Juice,

"Why the long face Corge.." the bartender asked, pouring her another drink, "You're in your prime, you're doing great, Hutt trusts you.." he smiled as she smirked a bit,

"Yeah, I just want something more than just that though, an adventure ain't worth anything if you can't share it with someone.." she laughed,

"No one interest you," walking in was a Wookiee and a disgustingly handsome young man with a blaster on his hip, something about him, gave her an odd feeling, she just didn't know where to pinpoint it,

“You know, sometimes I amaze even myself,” he smirked, he was charming and handsome, probably twenty-two at most,

"That's what you think," Lana mumbled under her breath, not caring if he heard her, his brown curls glowing like an angel, he must have been Corellian she could tell by how cocky he was,

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the legendary Lana Corge.." his eye's met in her direction, "Or the missing daughter of Na-"

PEW!

"Do you believe all rumors to be true Mr,"

"Solo, Han Solo," You've got good aim there.." he smirked lost in her eyes already, Chewie by his side, while her droid was right by hers, he looked like troubled, and she secretly loved it, she could tell he was new to the business, and she felt no remorse for him,

"Trust lightly.." she smirked, "AL-1 let's go-",

"Did you learn that from Lando.," he smirked, watching her stop in her tracks, her eyes were wide when he spoke the name, " What's it to you kid," she asked turning around to face him, "I should be calling you kid.," he mumbled, knowing that she heard him, walking away as he grabbed her by the wrist, " Let me go you nerf herder," she grumbled twisting her wrist out of his grasp, " let’s get one thing straight, I take orders from just one person.. me,” He whispered in her ear as she glared at him,

"Oh, that really scares me.." pushing past him as she began to walk back to her ship, she had always loved it, the beautiful seats, the soft Nabooian touches, and her father's lucky dice a rusting gold color from all the times he used them, holding a small bottle of spice in her hand as she looked at her droid she couldn't help but smile,

"We still got it.." her droid speaking back at her, a smile on her face, starting up the ship, "Something's missing.." Han said, looking around for his prized smuggled possession, he was looking for the small bottle of spice that was in his vest pocket fuming with anger as Chewie laughed at the slight idea of who might have stolen the bottle, racing outside the Cantina, he had seen a ship, it looked much like the Corellian Fury, and he was sure that it was,

"This damn ship! AL-1 hand me a tool!" Alana shouted under the control pannels as she hit her head "This ship is farkled," she mumbled under her breath, tired of the fact she had to fix up again, Han sat there listening to the younger woman cuss a slight smile on his face,

"Strong words there princess.." Han smirked watching her brows furrow, "The spice where is it, I know you have it somewhere," he began to walk towards her,

"I don't know what you're talking about." she shrugged, "You've got the wrong girl," laughing as she stood up, "And if I did do you know how much it's worth for Jabba to have it," she asked looking at Han,

"Of course I do, that's why I need it!" he shouted as Alana gave him a sly smile,

"Then why did you lose it," she asked getting closer to him,

"I didn't lose it, you took it," he growled, "And I want it back." cornering her against a wall, "You don't understand how important this is to me." Alana rolled her eyes, leaning under Han's arms to get back to fixing her ship, "If it's so important you should have hidden it better Mr. Solo, " biting her bottom lip as she winked at him, "Even if I did have it, it doesn't mean that I'd give it back to you!" she squeaked feeling the hard wall of the ship against her back, "Is that so.." he whispered, his hand now on her hip. Alana grabbed him by the wrist before he could get it. She began to like how clever he was, very much a street smarts kind of guy and she knew she liked it,

I should kill you," he gave her his most charming smirk,

" But you won't.. " she chuckled,

"Whys that sweetheart," he asked her leaning in closer towards her,

"You like me because I'm a scoundrel, there aren't enough scoundrels in your life.." Alana said pulling him by the collar, watching his eyes get wider by the second Han stood there almost frozen thinking as if he might have just met his match, and from what he witnessed he did,

"I think it's time for you to head back to your ship Mr.Solo," she smiled looking up at him her back still pressed to the wall, "Now if you excuse me-"

The taste of wine and strong remains of blood was stuck on the rough lips of Han Solo, Alana knew that deep inside she was enjoying the kiss, but she couldn't let him win just yet, she knew what he was doing and she was one step ahead of him, Han could taste the lingering remains of Jawa Juice on her breath, with the feel of lips smoother than any Nabooian fabric he'd ever heard of, hands resting on her waist finding the bottle,

"Not so fast Mr. Solo we've only just met.." she laughed, pulling away, "Maybe I could come with you," she whispered, "This is gonna be a big bounty, and I want in,"

"Listen, kid, I fly solo," Han smirked looking down at her, as she looked up at him, "Besides You'll get hurt.." he added on, seeing she wouldn't listen,

"Bruises add character besides you need a good luck charm.."

"You think you're a good luck charm,"

"I'm experienced, and besides you'll need me, I'm quick on my feet and I never get caught-" the two stopped talking as they heard laughter,

"Shut it Furball!"

"Shut it you sack of wires!"

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