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A Slight Disruption (Han A/P Luke Leia PT&OT) AU from RotS.*8th/Sep Author Replies and thanks.*
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Aiel
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A Slight Disruption (Han A/P Luke Leia PT&OT) AU from RotS.*8th/Sep Author Replies and thanks.*
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Beginning during Episode III, but becoming an AU when a small twist is added to the story...but don't go calling him small to his face!
Nine-year-old Han Solo is under the enslavement of a con-artist thief, who uses him and other children to steal and pick-pockets, but when they arrive on the centre planet of the Republic, Coruscant, Han uses the opportunity to run away.
Suddenly finding himself being pursued by the Coruscanti police, Han escapes into the apartment buildings of the Senators and while climbing out of a window falls onto the balcony of Senator Padme Amidala. Needless to say, against Anakin Skywalker's disapproving of course, the very pregnant Padme becomes attached to the orphan boy who so desperately needs a loving family and home.
But will the new responsibility of Han, in conjunction upcoming birth of his child, help Anakin to see the path to save someone is not always the quick and easy way, but the path that we know is hard, long, but ultimately right.
I got a nice little bump of inspiration the other day while reading the HST and thought for a moment what would have happened if Han had found his way into the Skywalker family just a little earlier.
As always, read, enjoy and then let me know what you thought of it.
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A Slight Disruption: by Aiel.
Chapter one: Opening up your heart.
Han Solo was not much to look at. Even the proud little boy, (who would snap that it was otherwise,) secretly knew it, he was just another scruffy, dirty street kid. And this was just perfect, because had he been a clean, and memorable looking, kid he would not be able to blend in and escape from Garris Shrike, the man that had all but kidnapped him four years ago off the streets of Northern Corellia.
Solo sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve, gazing out around the crowd of people he was so desperately trying to disappear into, sneaking past strangely dressed humanoids and alien species yabbering in one of the upper-level queues for the hottest nightclubs. Han looked up at one of the glowing Aurbesh signs, and read the time at being 0300 hours, meaning that he had escaped from his fellow pick-pockets at least five hours ago, and the little snitches would have wailed on him long ago.
His stomach gurgled in response to the smell of food that floated from all around him, Solo rubbed his middle ruefully and sighed. The one thing Dewlanna, the ship's Wookiee cook, had always scolded him about was that instead of asking for food, even from her, the nine-year-old felt the need to sneak into his pockets anything edible.
Han looked around for a side-alley of some sort, and pulled his over-sized shirt tighter around himself as he noticed some obvious police personnel marching towards his direction, finally noticing a small alley only a few metres down past where he was standing. Taking slow steps as not to attract unneeded attention, the slight boy darted through the crowd towards the alley.
But that one wide-eyed stare towards the police officers had attracted their notice, and one small, ragged street-kid that was obviously up to mischief being out on the upper levels of Coruscant at early morning, and the sightly shorter one yelled out just to see if the unkempt child would react.
"Hey!"
Little Solo made the mistake of turning to look at the two men rushing up to him and silently cursed himself, "oh no," he breathed, rushing away back into the crowd as fast as his legs could carry him, dogging through the humanoids and aliens like a wraith.
As the police gave chase after him, Han skidded through the streets and suddenly found himself standing in the middle of the busy central plaza lit up like a Wookiee tree-top village on Life day, with sloping sculptures and high-rise buildings. Gazing about briefly wide eyed at the huge residential buildings that surrounded the plaza, Han remembered the brief low-down Shrike had given them on the districts of Coruscant…senators lived here.
Solo scratched his shaggy, brown haired head, remembering the kindly Senator, Garm Bel Ilibis, whom he had met once two years ago when he'd been in a school, masquerading as a student in one of Shrike's more elaborate schemes. Senator Ilibis had told Han he was impressed with the questions he had asked, and said he was a bright young man who had a great future ahead of him.
Han nodded firmly with the resolve only a nine-year-old could muster, yes, if anyone could help him
the senator of Corellia could, Senator Ilibis was a nice person, and Solo had met so few nice people in his short life that just the memory of one compliment and kindly word was taken very much to heart.
The boy scampered towards the Senator apartment building on his right, looking up at the sign that gave directions to the various Planetary quarters, he smirked lob-sidedly, it was his lucky day as Corellia was on this list, the boy looked around and strolled casually over to the turbolift. The security system was controlled by a panel to the left side and the boy had learnt to hot-wire systems like this before most kids had lost their top and bottom front teeth.
Pursing his tongue between his teeth in concentration, Han pulled a small knife from his back pocket and a stick of Kashyyyk honey-chew Dewlanna had made for him last night. Breaking off a couple of pieces and shoving the remains into his back pocket, he put the five broken pieces into his mouth and chewed vigorously one at a time and spat them back into his hand. Grabbing three of the softened pieces, Solo placed them where he knew the sensors would be placed randomly throughout the outside of the panel and then jimmied it open.
Flipping the board down and shoving the rest of the gum into his mouth as he used the knife to deftly slice some wires and pulling a piece of gum out of his mouth each time to block the sensitive sensors beneath them, finally smirking in sticky triumph.
Calmly pressing a few buttons, the door to the turbo lift glided open and the boy strolled into the lift, looking at the buttons he pressed the number that the sign had given him and waited impatiently as the door slid shut again. Even if Senator Ilibis only placed him in an orphanage on Coruscant or in a foster home, it was better then the stang-hole he'd been living in, he just wished he'd said good-bye to Dewlanna, he had said good-bye as in that he'd return with the others, not good-bye good-bye.
Oh well, the old Wookiee had wanted him to find a way of escaping anyway, she would understand, he blew a bubble with the chew in his mouth and snapped it back into his mouth, the lift was pretty fast and he found himself on the fifth level after only a another two honey-chew bubbles. Han stuck his head in experimentally, turning to look from right to left in the darkened room.
"Hello? Senator Ilibis?" The dark silence was broken by Han's voice that echoed across the entrance room and no response came, he walked fully into the apartment, just as the door slid shut on the turbolift. Han took little notice of the door slamming shut and continued his calling.
After circling all the rooms and finding no-one, he suddenly remembered why the Corellian quarters were vacant, in the hall that led to the sleeping quarters.
"Oh no," he groaned, "the separation act. . .I forgot!" Solo went from plain panic to pure terror, "oh stang! The turbo lift!" He rushed back to the entrance hall and pounded on the turbo lift door. "Oh no, oh no!" Solo stopped suddenly, remembering the sensors. Any fiddling with the door panel and he was doomed, at any rate, he was a goner if they found him here in the morning.
Unless, he could find another way out of the place. . .his wondering eyes instantly fell on the windowed balcony, practically suicidal, but like most nine-year-olds, Han resolved to worry about that after he already was half-way down the balustrade.
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Below the Corellian quarters was the official apartments of the Naboo representatives, and the Senator for Naboo had the largest quarters and the balcony that looked out over Coruscant. Senator Padmé Amidala had helped furnish the apartments herself, but never had she noticed how many sharp and fragile to the touch objects she had filled it with, until she started thinking of the baby.
Her baby, their baby, Anakin—oh their marriage had been hidden, now with a living, breathing creation of their love growing inside her, the world had suddenly become more dangerous for their forbidden union.
She had met Anakin Skywalker long before he had been a Jedi, given Padmé had been only fourteen and her now husband had been almost ten years old, but that sandy haired boy had looked her straight in the eye and said firmly that he was going to marry her some day.
How the young Queen disguised as one of her handmaidens, had tried so hard not to laugh at the snub nosed little boy's announcement, replying that he was just a little boy, Anakin had just stared at her carefully and said stubbornly that he wouldn't always be.
And Anakin, as he tended to be mostly, (when he wasn't being hot-headed,) was right, he did grow up and marry her, even after being forbidden to do so by his obligation to the Jedi order, even though he had never faltered once in his commitment to the Clone Wars.
He was a General in their army and had been fighting on the front for the past nearly two years, the slight young man Padmé had married had hardened into a muscular warrior, now a Jedi Knight and no longer a Padawan under the tutelage of the ever watchful Master Obi-Wan. Anakin could spend his leave time almost entirely with her, which made their brief reunions even that more pleasurable and blessed.
Padmé was awoken from her blissful dreams of their reunion earlier that day, following the rescue of Chancellor Palpatine, when the weight of Anakin lying beside her in the bed had shifted with him waking up abruptly and getting up. Padmé half-turned to look after him, his dark, cloaked silhouette making stark contrast against the dimly lit apartment, the child in her womb began to shift as well. The pregnant woman made soft shushing noises and rubbed her stomach through the blue satin material, slowly rolling over to get out of the bed to follow her husband.
The baby must have some of his daddy's connection with the Force, Senator Amidala allowed a small smile across her delicate features, replacing the concerned grimace over her husband. Anakin was completely convinced their child was going be a girl, no offence to the powers of the Force, but Anakin wasn't carrying this child.
He had been away from their baby since it began to grow practically, Padmé was certain it was a boy, she had different symptoms from what she could remember Sola having with Ryoo and Pooja, and the old wives tales of carrying a boy lower then a girl.
She wanted it to be a surprise though, boy or girl, this baby was going to change their lives completely.
Her bare feet padded softly across the carpet as she walked towards the living room, Padmé stopped briefly to look at Anakin in the dim light, he cut such a solemn, distressed figure against the sparkling lights from the busy traffic and tall skyscrapers outside the windowed walls. She sighed and walked towards him slowly, Anakin didn't look up in her direction as she came to his side, running her fingers through his fair tresses.
"What's bothering you?" Padmé whispered, hollow blue eyes looked up at her and gave her a shaky smile that definitely didn't match the look in his eyes, Anakin reached out to touch her belly and then took the Japor snippet, she wore as a pendant on a long chain, in his lightsaber calloused finger tips.
"Nothing," he replied without more then a moment's hesitation, Padmé eyed him suspiciously as Anakin looked up from the pendant with another uncertain smile, "I remember when I gave this to you."
Senator Amidala sighed with tired patience, she to remembered all too well when a nine-year-old Anakin gave her the Japor fragment carved with a symbol of good-luck, that boy had been as honest as a star shone in the night sky, now the man he had grown into was lying right to her face.
"How long is it going to take for us to be honest with each other?" She asked simply, Anakin dropped the pendant and his face darkened again as he looked away, Skywalker had been wearing that look all to often since he'd been in the Clone Wars.
The response came just as plainly as Padmé's question , "it was a dream."
Padmé winced, remembering the visions he had about his Mother, "bad?" She pinched herself inwardly, of course it had been bad, why would Anakin look so moody and awoken in the middle of the night if it had been a pleasant dream.
Anakin's frown deepened into his tanned, broadly handsome face, "like the ones I used to have about my Mother, just before she died," he ascertained, still staring straight ahead in troubled memories.
Senator Amidala reached out to stroke his arm comfortingly, she had been right, "and?"
Skywalker let out a unsteady breath as he turned to look into her liquid brown eyes, "and it was about you," his gaze darkened even more and Anakin turned away again.
"Tell me." Padmé begged in a soft whisper, she gazed at him in concern, about her?
Anakin got to his feet, "it was only a dream," he said quietly and firmly, walking away from her gradually, his shoulder's dipped when he sighed defeatedly, gazing out the tall window. The moment's anxious silence, was unexpectedly broken as Anakin slowly turned his upper-half to gaze painfully at his petite wife.
"You die in childbirth."
Padmé's arms quickly enveloped her rounding stomach, "and the baby?" She demanded fearfully, Amidala had never been afraid to die, but to die and leave Anakin she feared, to die and loose the baby within her she feared even more.
Anakin's steady voice broke, "I don't know," he admitted stonily looking away from her again.
Padmé opened her mouth to say a word of comfort, 'it was only a dream,' or something to quell the visible anger and worry on his face and the nervousness she was feeling, when there came, from the direction of her beautifully kept balcony, a loud yelp. Quickly followed by crashing and banging of smashing pottery.
"What in the name of the Force was that?" Anakin exclaimed, rushing towards the balcony, Padmé not far behind her barefoot husband, the nightmares temporarily forgotten for the moment.
On approaching the windowed balcony, they saw the dust start to clear and a small, very dirty figure was sprawled in the middle of the floor, it sat up and started coughing and Anakin immediately analysed its Force signature as that of a young boy, aged between eight and ten years old. The boy's feelings registered between mild pain and relief, Anakin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"My dear, I think our guest is a street louse," he informed his wife, who was already pushing open the doors to kneel beside the small boy, rubbing his back as he hacked, Skywalker folded his arms and lent against the door frame with a mildly disapproving look. His wife shouldn't worry herself so much in her condition.
"Are you alright?" Padmé asked gently, the boy nodded his shaggy brown haired head and peered up at her cautiously, the Senator's heart almost broke into a thousand pieces at the immediate mistrust and nervousness in those hazel eyes.
"Yeah," the boy said softly, then straightened and jumped to his feet, brushing off his pants with a quick swipe, "yeah, I'm alright, thanks," he said a little louder and staring at the beautiful woman more astutely, a grin on his face. "Wow! I know you, you're Senator Amidala! Everyone always says you're the prettiest lady on the Galactic Senate!"
Padmé smiled in wonder at the lob-sided grin on the grubby boy's face, "is that so," she humoured the small boy, who nodded firmly, brushing back his long bangs off his forehead.
"Ah huh...I didn't know you were so..." He looked down at her stomach with wide eyes, "big."
Amidala looked down as well and noticed her pregnant stomach was very visible through her sleek satin nightgown, uh oh, "oh," she said softly, Anakin walked over and helped her to her feet, keeping an arm around Padmé's waist and not making eye contact with the small boy.
"Come on, I'll call the guards..." He moved to guide her into the apartment, Padmé glared at him and thumped his arm disapprovingly, Anakin looked down into her angry brown eyes.
"Anakin, you let me go right now," she hissed, looking back at where the little boy was standing all by himself, "he's just a child, let's find out about him before we call the guards," Padmé insisted, Anakin looked over at the boy, who gave him a sullen look of suspicious disapproval.
Skywalker rubbed his forehead, "Padmé, no." He said bluntly, Amidala merely pulled away and walked back to the boy, as Anakin folded his arms into his cloak and sighed.
The boy smiled up at the woman, he was skinny and obviously a very active child, "you know my name, young man, but I don't know yours," Padmé ascertained brightly, the boy looked uncomfortable.
"No you don't. Who's the stuff-shirt?" He pointed at Anakin as an attempt to change the subject, the pregnant woman smiled indulgently at the boy, as Skywalker snorted derogatively from behind them.
"That would be my former protector and very good friend, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker," Padmé informed the young boy, who gave the tall, good-looking man a very distrustful glare.
"Jedi? Are they like the feds?" He whispered to the woman warily.
Padmé glanced over at Anakin with a supportive smile, "no, not really. You've never heard of the Jedi?" She felt almost relief at the thought, if the boy knew nothing of the Jedi and that they shouldn't be married, perhaps they would be safe. The urchin shook his head and Senator Amidala sighed, "oh, they're kinda like guardians, they protect people that are in trouble." She assured the boy.
"Huh," the dusty child brushed off his pants again, "are you in trouble now?" He inquired, Padmé looked mildly taken back and the boy wiped his nose with his sleeve, "I mean, err, being pregnant and all...you are pregnant right?" He added hurriedly.
Padmé's heart almost melted again at his concern, and she nodded, "yes I am, but I'm not in trouble," she sighed, "not yet," Amidala added under her breath, "now will you tell me your name? I promise I won't let anyone hurt you." She assured him.
The boy snorted, "yeah, like that's a new one," he sighed and looked down at the ground, "alright, my name is Han," he said reluctantly.
Anakin stepped forward and looked down at the boy, "how old are you Han?" He tried to keep his voice even, the boy stared up at the tall man with narrowed eyes.
"I'm nine, almost ten," Han informed him cautiously, Skywalker eyed him up and down.
"You're a little short for nine."
The boy looked offended, "yeah, well you're a little too tall for any age," he shot back, "and you have a nasty scar over your eye," Han huffed, Padmé chuckled at the not too impressed look on Anakin's face.
"Oh well, you're short and dirty, I'd rather be tall and scarred any day," Skywalker retorted with chagrin, Padmé patted his arm as Han poked his tongue out at the Jedi.
"Now Ani, don't be a child. Han, would you like to go into the 'fresher and clean up?" She motioned to the R2 unit who came trundling up from his position watching the drama from the doorframe, "Artoo will show you the way."
Han nodded, "okay, you sure you don't want to come with me? I don't know if I want to leave you alone with this buffoon," he ignored the dirty look Anakin shot him, Padmé shook her head, "okay," the boy went to follow the blue-domed droid, who beeped at him friendlily as he approached, then turned around mid-way.
"Sorry about the stuff I broke," Han added as an after thought, before he followed Artoo into the apartment.
Anakin pointed after him lividly, "Padmé are you feeling alright? You let what is obviously a street louse into your apartment, and told him to clean up his face instead of the mess he made out here!"
Padmé shrugged, "Anakin, you don't even know he's a street orphan—"
"Oh?" Her husband interrupted, "is that so? He didn't even give us a surname Angel, we should call security," Skywalker insisted, "how did he even get on the balcony way up here?"
Amidala sighed, "oh Ani, you of all people being heartless! The poor boy is obviously starving, and frightened half to death, let him clean up a little," she put her arms around Anakin's waist as he sighed and looked away, "I'll get Threepio to see to the mess out here. We'll set Han down, give him a drink, and ask all the questions we need to get to the bottom of all this."
Anakin shrugged and looked down at his petite wife, "alright, but I don't want you getting any ideas, Padmé, he's not an abandoned pitten, and you're in a delicate way at the moment," he gave in reluctantly.
The woman laughed, "I'm pregnant, Ani, not deathly ill," she pursed her lips, Skywalker did not look happy with the choice of words, and neither was she. "Besides," Amidala added hurriedly, "I want to do something nice for him, he reminds me of another scruffy little boy I met long ago," Padmé stood on tip-toe and kissed the tanned Jedi Knight's lips, Skywalker rolled his eyes as he took her hands.
"I was never a dirty street louse, besides, I was a lot taller at nine," he linked her arm through his and led her back into the apartment, ignoring her short snort of laughter at his indignant expression.
That is chapter one, let me know your thoughts and I'll get a second chapter underway, if you think I should continue. 
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"You’re a little short for nine."
The boy looked offended, "yeah, well, you’re a little too tall for any age," he shot back, "and you have a nasty scar over your eye," Han huffed, Padmé chuckled at the not too impressed look on Anakin’s face.
*chuckles*
Padmé is so kind and Anakin and Han are both as stubborn as always.
I loved the whole thing, the idea, the first chapter…everything. Amazing job on the start and please, if you have a pm list, add me to it.
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This is a great start! I love this storyline.  I hope you continue, because I'll keep reading.
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Seems Han has the same attitude at any age.
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Wow, this looks cool Aiel! Could you please PM me with updates! 
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Cute! The interaction between Han and Anakin cracks me up! 
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I like it. I really like stories that include Han and Anakin. Those two would always bust heads. (Especially once a little lady enters the equation  )
You should continue. Will wait for the next installment.
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This looks really cool. I like your "Young Han" character.
Please PM me when you update!
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Aww, how adorable! *laughing* And he's so funny, too. He's perfectly Han, just littler! I have to say I'm surprised Anakin didn't take to him more than he did, seeing as they have so much in common, but I guess he wouldn't like having Padme's attention taken away from him!
This story is really tugging at my heartstrings, and it's only the first part! If you're going to have a PM list, I'd really appreciate it if you added me to it!
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What an amazing beginning!!
I loved reading from Han's POV - poor kid. To have been through so much at such a young age.
And his exchange with Anakin was priceless!!
I'm glad to see Padme is being sensible here.
I certainly hope you contine this - please add me to your PM list if you do. 
Great job!!
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"I was never a dirty street louse, besides, I was a lot taller at nine," he linked her arm through his and led her back into the apartment, ignoring her short snort of laughter at his indignant expression.
Now THAT is where Luke will get his whining
nice story, hope that you will continue this...... 
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I like the story thus far, can you PM me with updates?
Thanks
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Thank-you to everyone who answered my plea, now I get to continue writing this and bringing it to the TF.net Fanfiction boards, yippees!!
Firstly, Author replies  :
Star_Angel:
Yet another fic you get to review first! I think my stories have a stalker!
Padmé is so kind and Anakin and Han are both as stubborn as always.
Of course, would anyone have it any other way?
I loved the whole thing, the idea, the first chapter…everything.
Ack! Blush attack! 
Amazing job on the start and please, if you have a pm list, add me to it.
Yep, first name on a nice, nifty new PM list.
PonyTricks:
This is a great start! I love this storyline. I hope you continue, because I'll keep reading.
Of course I'll continue, I've caught the writing bug. <Lifts up jar a small butterfly typing furiously on a laptop,> see, isn't it pretty?  Thanks for tuning in!
RebelMom:
Seems Han has the same attitude at any age.
Oh absolutely, pain-in-the-butt to anyone he deems as an authority figure, that's Solo small or big. Thanks for reading!
G__Anakin:
Wow, this looks cool Aiel! Could you please PM me with updates!
No problemo, thanks for tuning in!
Myshia:
Cute! The interaction between Han and Anakin cracks me up!
I always wanted to have someone jump up and down on Anakin's ego, and his future son-in-law just seemed to be the perfect candidate.
If you have a PM list, please include me in it.
Absolutely! Onto the PM list you go.
Darth-Semians:
I like it. I really like stories that include Han and Anakin. Those two would always bust heads. (Especially once a little lady enters the equation )
Oh yeah, somebody probably wouldn't like that idea altogether, (but that's an assumption for later pondering.)
Thanks for reading!
Jaded_Rose:
This looks really cool. I like your "Young Han" character.
Thank-you, I've always been itching to do Han in his younger form, and this just seemed like a whole load of epic fun!
Please PM me when you update!
No problem there, onto the PM list and thanks for tuning in.
ikarit
Aww, how adorable! *laughing* And he's so funny, too. He's perfectly Han, just littler!
Well, yeah. I think Will Smith has a line in the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, when his Aunt says he's grown into a man, that sums it up: "that was the plan." And this pretty much is the plan, our beloved Han Solo, (What a man, Solo )from the OT. Just still a small boy, a little less worldly, minus the DL-44, and not so much the ladies man, yet.
I have to say I'm surprised Anakin didn't take to him more than he did, seeing as they have so much in common, but I guess he wouldn't like having Padme's attention taken away from him!
Exactly, but I think having Han around might teach him not to be such a baby by the time his own babies are born.
This story is really tugging at my heartstrings, and it's only the first part! If you're going to have a PM list, I'd really appreciate it if you added me to it!
It's no problem whatsoever, straight on the PM list and enjoy!
KELIA:
Hello there! Thanks for taking time out from writing The Tristan Betrayal,
(one of the best fics out there for anyone who isn't reading it!)
What an amazing beginning!!
Ack! Blush attack again!
I loved reading from Han's POV - poor kid. To have been through so much at such a young age.
And his exchange with Anakin was priceless!!
I know, I can so see small Han stirring up Anakin, Han didn't seem to impress Vader all that much.
I'm glad to see Padme is being sensible here.
Well, she was always kind and gentle with Anakin when he was small, I can really see her as being a motherly type, if she hadn't ahem, <cough> died of a broken heart. 
I certainly hope you continue this - please add me to your PM list if you do.
Certainly, onto the PM list you go.
Great job!!
 What did I say about that blushing thing!
tasujad:
Now THAT is where Luke will get his whining laugh laugh laugh
Well, Padme can whine pretty good too, it was a combined effort.
Of course I'll continue, I do try my best with all my stories, it's just that if I get positive feedback I'm more inclined to write more or even post the next chapter. (Sometimes I continue stories that have long since gone to the dregs, just in case.) Thanks for tuning in!
DarthVaderette:
Thank-you! And sure, straight onto the PM list, welcome aboard.
Alright, without further adieu,the second chapter.
Chapter Two: I’m not that much trouble, really.
The small boy gawked around the lounge of the apartment, as he walked out of the nicest 'fresher he'd ever been in his life, the R2 unit had watched Han carefully, beeping at him sternly when he just washed his face with water and pointed a mechanical grasp at the soap on the shelf above the sink.
Solo scratched the back of his neck worriedly, as he approached the young man and woman who were watching him from the sofa in the middle of the room, Senator Amidala with a small smile and that big grouch Skywalker with a less inviting glare as Han stood a few feet from them.
"You sure have a real nice place, Senator Amidala," he said politely, folding his arms over his torn shirt, looking curiously at the shiny golden plated protocol droid with a tray standing behind them.
The woman's smile widened as she rested her arms on her stomach, "why thank-you Han. And I must say you are far more pleasant looking when you don't have dust on your face, please sit down," she motioned to the circular couch opposite the one her and Anakin were sitting on,
Solo walked over and flopped on the couch, the gold droid shuffled over and offered the boy the warm mug of blue-milk resting on it, with a plate of sweet-snap cookies, Han cautiously took the mug and three of the cookies, "cheers, Goldenrod," he said to the Protocol droid.
"Goldenrod!" It squawked at Han, who smirked in response at the appalled tone in the droid's voice, he never liked these blabbermouth things, Astromech droids were fine, but who need a machine to talk? "Well I never, my name is C-3po young sir, it is certainly not- -"
"That will be all, Threepio," Amidala intervened with a smile around her own mug of warm blue-milk as Skywalker nursed a mug of caff with a raised eyebrow in the pregnant woman's direction, Han jammed a cookie in his mouth and narrowed his eyes at the familiarity between the couple.
"You two sure are awful close," Solo commented offhand, the nice young woman took a sip of her drink and smiled poignantly, patting the Jedi's hand.
"I've known Anakin since he was your age, Han. We've been very good friends for many years," her eyes sparkled when they connected with the young man, and Solo rolled his own eyes, he might only be nine, but he knew what a look like that meant. "He was living on Tatooine with his mother, do you have parents, Han?"
The little raised his eyebrow in an expression far to old for his features, "mine died a long time ago," he muttered, reaching for another cookie, looking up surprised as he felt a large hand on his own, Anakin Skywalker looked meaningfully at the boy.
"My mother died a few years ago, I never knew my father. She always said 'sadness has a season and it will pass,' what she never said was that seasons leave their mark in the soil for generations, regardless of floods or drought." He smiled for the first time at the boy, and Han was slightly taken back. Not really knowing what the sudden kindly words from the tall, fair man meant.
"Yeah, I guess. I never knew them though, they died before I could ever really remember them, I guess I was kinda kidnapped off the streets of Corellia by a guy named Garris Shrike, he trained me to steal, lie and pickpockets," he admitted abruptly. Anakin's eyes narrowed in instant misgiving and Padmé looked saddened.
Han became instantly animated before they said anything, "I...I didn't want to, and I wasn't stealing nothin' when I landed on your balcony, I swear. I was only looking for Senator Ilibis, I met him a while ago when Shrike used me in some sort of scam or somethin', and he said that I was really smart." He fiddled with the sugary treat in his hands, leaving sticky marks along his fingers.
Padmé watched the hazel eyes become misty and she felt the child in her stomach shift, as if sensing it's mother's unhappiness, Amidala rubbed her stomach gently and tried to keep her emotions in check.
"We landed on Coruscant," Han sniffled, wiping his nose on his sleeve again, "I escaped from the others and then some policemen started chasin' me, and I ended up at the bottom of your apartment block; I saw Senator Ilibis name on the sign, and I broke into the turbolift. I just wanted to talk to him, to tell him everything, I thought he might of helped me." Tears started flowing down his cheeks and he rubbed at them furiously with his hands still sticky from the melting cookie.
Anakin reached out tentatively with the Force to check if the boy was putting on Dewback tears, but Han's emotions were very honest and real, he bit the inside of his cheek as Han continued to pour out everything that had happened to him.
"And then, I was going to try the turbolift again, but I saw the balcony and I wasn't gunna try somethin' stupid like climbing down it, but I decided at the last minute to climb down it anyways, I slipped because I got really sleepy and then I crashed onto out onto your balcony."
Han hiccuped, and tried to hold back the tears, "please, please don't make me go back, you gotta believe me!"
Padmé looked over to Anakin, her hands grasping and twisting the fabric of her nightgown as tears flooded her own eyes, Skywalker looked kindly and firmly at Han, "I believe you," he nodded at his wife, brushing back a curl from her eyes, "we believe you."
Amidala almost smiled in relief, and rushed over to Han's side, taking a wet-flimsy towel from the side table and drying Han's sticky face with it, before pulling the boy into a warm hug, resting her chin on his head, rubbing his back comfortingly, "it's okay, it's going to be alright. We won't let anyone harm you, not as long as there's breath in my lungs."
Anakin sighed in reluctant sympathy, rubbing his temples tiredly, "well, I suppose that's an end to my quiet, relaxing leave," he commented offhandedly, Han turned his head to look at the imposing Jedi.
"You mean, I can stay here with you two?" His choked up voice almost squeaking on the last syllable, Padmé threw Anakin a delighted smile and Skywalker smiled in return.
"You mean staying with Senator Amidala, this is her apartment, I live at the Jedi Temple while I'm on leave," he pointed out, the boy raised an eyebrow.
"Right, so that's why you're half-clothed and here at 0400 hours," Han pointed out with a small grin, pulling back from Padmé, "I might only be nine, but I know where babies come from Anakin, and I don't think this kid has a thing to worry about. Senator Amidala's really pretty and your real nice when you're not grouchy," he remarked.
Anakin rubbed his forehead, "it's not that simple, Han, you see Jedi aren't allowed to marry or have children, and I've done both in secret," he said softly, Anakin walked over and squatted down beside the boy, his steel blue eyes firm, "you can't tell anyone. Especially if we find a foster family for you."
Han frowned, looking between Padmé and Anakin, "but I thought I could stay here with you guys for good, I'm not that much trouble, really! I've done some sneaky things, but I've never hurt anyone, honest!" He pleaded, Padmé was taken back.
"You really think we'll be great parents?" She inquired, Anakin raised his eyebrows in respite as the small boy nodded his head rigorously.
"Ah huh, you're both really nice, I'd want you as my parents if I had a choice, my full name is Han Solo and I really, really want to stay here with you two," Han said firmly, with a full blown smile on his face, Padmé laughed and embraced him tightly.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to have someone around while Anakin's away, and then to help out when the baby comes, he's gunna need a big brother to look out for him," Padmé said kindly, brushing back Han's hair, Anakin rubbed his chin and turned away thoughtfully, Han looking at him anxiously.
"I don't want to hear anything about our daughter hotwiring turbolift systems," Anakin responded, turning back and giving Padmé a nod, his wife beaming as she kissed his cheek.
Han eyes lit up, "is that a yes?" He demanded, "that was a yes!" The little boy jumped across the couch and hugged Anakin unexpectedly, "thank-you, thank-you! I promise I'll be the best son and the best big brother in the galaxy!"
Padmé smiled delightedly, amazed at how fast the charming little boy had come into her life, "I have no doubt of that, but I think we better get you into a bed, we have a big day ahead of us. You think that this Garris Shrike is off planet?" She asked Anakin, who tried to pry Han's arms off from around his neck.
Han got the hint and dropped his arms, "whenever one of us would run off, especially on a busy planet, Captain Shrike used to pack up everything and leave before we could blab to the feds, sometimes," he remembered running off to meet his insane Sal-Solo cousin and Aunt. "If he found you again, he'd thrash you pretty bad."
Anakin put his hand on the boy's shoulder, "we're not going to let that happen to you, Han, if we ever track down or run into that Shrike, we'll be the ones doing the thrashing," he assured him firmly, Padmé cleared her throat poignantly, and Skywalker smiled deviously at her. "I mean, we'll let the authorities take care of him," Anakin amended, winking at Han, who struck a fighting pose and nodded.
His wife shook her head, getting to her feet and holding out her hand to the small boy, "come on, tough guy, we have a lot to do later today," Padmé reasoned, Han tentatively took her hand and she smiled down at him, "and you don't have to call me Senator Amidala, it's a silly title only for politicians."
Han nodded, "it sounds good, Padmé," he tried out, looking down at his feet before staring back up at the curly haired woman, as Anakin watched with a small smile, "do you suppose, after it's all worked out, that I could call you Mom?"
Padmé's heart swelled, in a feeling similar to when she found out she was pregnant, "I would like nothing better in this entire universe, in fact," she knelt down to face Han, glancing up into his eyes with a shaky smile, "could you do one thing for me?"
The boy sniffed and wiped his nose, "anything in the whole galaxy!" He replied with so much gusto, that Anakin lowered his head to hide the wide grin on his face, as he got to his feet and folded his arms into his cloak.
Amidala looked down at her belly, placing her other hand over the growing child within, "that you start calling me Mom, right from this moment?" She looked back up at Han, who nodded vigorously and threw his arms around her.
"Absolutely yes," Solo agreed, looking cheekily over at Anakin, "does that me I can call you Dad?"
The tall, fair haired Jedi Knight laughed, "as much as I would love you to, it would get me in practice for the little one, it's alright for Padmé to say she's fostering a child, but not for someone who's suppose to be only her friend," he pointed out, Han scratched his head.
"What if I just call you Dad when nobody else is around?"
Anakin sighed, not wanting to disappoint this boy. "In theory it's a good idea, but if you slip up around anyone else and call me Dad, it's probably a good idea to stick to Anakin," Skywalker said firmly, "when the baby comes, then things might change," he placed a hand on Han's head, "but I promise I'll be your father, regardless."
Han embraced him and pulled back, "that's alright, this is so great!" He grabbed Padmé's hand again, "can I see my room now, Mom?" He didn't wait for a reply and started marching away, "which way is it?"
Padmé let the boy pull her along, "Han, slow down a little, sweetie, we need to be going this way," she pointed across down the hall, Anakin watched them with a troubled smile, wondering quietly to himself what this new development would bring into their already turbulent lives.
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Shrike spat irritably off the platform as he marched up into the slaver-ship, the children darting off in all directions to not incur the wraith growing on the scarred man's face, "that blasted Han Solo, nothing but trouble." Garris hissed under his breath. If he ever caught up with that little snot-nosed brat again, this time he was dead.
No forgiveness and pardons, dead.
A soft, furry face peered out hesitantly from the small door that led to the kitchens, her greying furred features became furrowed, then she wuffed a quiet pray-chant in her native tongue, before going back to her cooking.
There’s chapter two, and I’m sorry if I put anyone through tears, (I’ll admit freely I was crying a little  !!!) I hope you enjoyed and please, let me know what you thought.
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G__Anakin
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Awwwww, great chapter Aiel! I enjoyed reading
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Jeditheskyisblue
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poor Han glad that he found the Skywalkers.
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ikarit
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Aww, no tears but I'm definitely choked up! Han deserves to have that kind of luck, stumbling onto a new family in his escape! And yay, Anakin softened up when he heard Han's story! That's very relieving. It wouldn't be any good if he'd kept up the antagonism!
All in all, very good chapter and I can't wait for the next!
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"The dark is generous, and it is patient and it always wins; but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars."
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