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Thrennish Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 4/5 1:44pm Subject: yays!
	I was looking for a story just along these lines, so thank you. Plz for to be adding me to the pm list? Thanks. -----signature----- "How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset."
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Raphire Registered: Dec '08	Date Posted: 4/10 12:51pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 2 up! 03/16
	Oops "Cards" -----signature----- Smile and the world smiles with you. Laugh and the world finds you a straitjacket. I swallowed a bug. Two heads are better then one especially with guillotines! When surrendering I am to hand over the sword HILT first.
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dancing_star Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 4/11 7:06pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 2 up! 03/16 - Date Edited: 4/11 7:54pm (1 edits total) Edited By: dancing_star
	Oops. -----signature----- God bless America and our troops. "The LORD gives strength to his people. The LORD blesses his people with peace." Ps 29:11 ~~~ "Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope" (fic below) http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29811085/p1/
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dancing_star Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 4/11 7:09pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 2 up! 03/16 - Date Edited: 4/11 7:54pm (2 edits total) Edited By: dancing_star
	GeneralKenobi7 Yeah, I think it would help Luke if he could talk to Ben. I know he probably would be unhappy with him at first though- he was still angry in ROTJ (he had every right to be though). Thanks so much for reading! More is below! Jade_eyes: Aww, thank you so much!! I'm glad you liked it! The_Solo_Smirk: Thank you so much for your sweet, encouraging reply!! I really appreciate it. And I agree- Han and Leia could never hate Luke for who his father is. Thanks so much again! Ocelotl_Nesto: Thanks!! Actually, I didn't even think of Chewie carrying him. I guess 'cause he was in the cockpit maybe. Thanks for reading!! Tatooine_Ghost: Aww, thank you!! More is below! VaderLVR64: Aww, thank you!! DaenaBenjen42: Thank you so very much!! Han indeed is a good friend. Jedi_Liz: I agree! They sure are. Thanks so much for reading! JediXManSerenaKenobi: Aww, thank you so much!! I'd be happy to add you! Hope you enjoy the next post! SpivvySolo: Aww, thank you!! I'll sure try! EGKenobi: Thank you!! I'll be glad too! Thanks again! [face_hugs] Raphire: I'm glad you think so. Thank you so much and I'll definitely add you to the pm list! [face_hugs] Thrennish: Aww, you're welcome. Thank YOU! [face_hugs] You're added to the pm list! -----signature----- God bless America and our troops. "The LORD gives strength to his people. The LORD blesses his people with peace." Ps 29:11 ~~~ "Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope" (fic below) http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29811085/p1/
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dancing_star Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 4/11 7:52pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11 - Date Edited: 4/17 5:19pm (7 edits total) Edited By: dancing_star
	Hey everyone! A big thanks to all my readers. Individual replies are coming shortly, but I thought you might rather have the chapter first. Enjoy! Han was halfway through the list of channels when he detected movement from the corner of his eye. He’d thought he’d heard something too. His gaze immediately flickered to Luke. The boy was still facing away from him, but he had shifted slightly. “You awake, Luke?” Solo asked softly. No response. Han sat up a little straighter, craning his neck, but still all he could see was the back of Luke’s tousled head. Another suppressed- though not well enough suppressed- sniffle and the Corellian was immediately on his feet; he hadn’t been imagining things. Leaning over to get a look at the boy’s face, he was surprised to find it wet with tears. “Kid?” Concerned, Han quickly moved to the other side of the bed. “What’s the matter, Luke? Are you hurtin’?” Maybe the painkillers were starting to wear off. Luke gave no response. Instead he rolled over slightly, trying to bury his dampened face further into the sheet. He didn’t deserve his friend’s concern. He didn’t deserve anyone’s concern. Luke’s reaction brought a pang of remorse to Solo-that was the second time the kid had deliberately ignored him-, but Han would not be brushed off so easily. What had happened to the Luke who would talk to him about anything, he wondered. Who would come to him when he needed help or comfort; who trusted him. The prone form on the hospital bed accidentally let out a quiet sob. Protectiveness growing, Han sat down beside him, reaching out a hand to stroke the back of Luke’s head. “Come on, kid.” He spoke softly in a gentle voice reserved only for those closest to him. When Luke continued to remain facedown Solo added somewhat wearily, “If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, you’re gonna have to tell that droid.” Luke stayed quiet, save for his shaky breathing. “And you know he’ll probably want to poke you more with needles, evil machine that he is.” Solo tried to make light of the situation in spite of everything. Machine. Evil. Luke flinched inwardly at the words. That was what his father was. Not the hero that he used to imagine. A dark machine that mutilated others. Evil machine. That was what he was too. …He didn’t want to be evil. He sobbed quietly again and felt Han rubbing his back. “I just wanna listen, kid.” the Corellian continued. “I’m worried. I don’t want to have to bring Two-One-Bee back in here, so come on, look at me.” Solo gently tugged on Luke’s good arm to roll him over, being careful not to disturb the IV drip. A brief hesitation but Luke finally complied. Still not looking up, he tried weakly with one hand to push himself up, trembling from crying. Han quickly moved to help him, carefully propping him against the back of the medical bed. Finally, watery, red-rimmed, blue eyes stared up into hazel. They just as quickly looked away though. The distress and fear in Luke’s raw gaze scared Han. There was something terrified and strangely knowing behind those eyes. Something hidden, and yet begging to be told. The Corellian absently laid a hand on Luke’s forehead, checking for fever, trying to be grateful that he’d finally gotten some sort of response from the boy. Then he brushed gently at Luke’s tears. “Suppose you tell me what’s going on.” And then, for the first time since Bespin, Luke finally spoke. “I want to, H-han.” His voice was broken, shaky, and he looked absolutely terrified to Han, as if he were reliving whatever happened on Bespin all over again. Fresh tears swelled and spilled down ruddy cheeks and Luke lowered his head into a hand that refused to be steadied. “I-I just can’t r-right now.” He took a shuddering breath before dissolving into sobs. Compassion overtook the Corellian, and it wasn’t long before he had Luke engulfed in his arms. He simply held onto the boy, hugging him tightly. “’S okay, kid. It’s all gonna be okay,” Solo murmured over and over. After a few minutes, he found himself faintly, barely even audibly, singing the words to a song he hadn’t heard in a very long time. Han rarely, if ever, sang, but for his “little brother” Luke, this particular Corellian would do just about anything . The kid was still crying hard, refusing to be comforted, so Han started rocking him slightly and murmuring the song Dewlanna had sang to him years ago. She’d spoke it in Wookiee of course, but Han had also heard it sung in basic before. Dewlanna would sing it to him when was hurt or upset and it always seemed to help things a little. Here’s hoping it’d do the same for Luke. And strangely, it seemed to. Very gradually, Luke’s trembling form relaxed, his cries softening and breathing becoming steadier. Meanwhile Han quietly coached him to take deep breaths. “Breathe in. Breathe out. Yeah, that’s it, kiddo. In… Out. In… and out…” A few more minutes passed. The young man gave an audible swallow before bringing his head up a little, finally quieted. “There.” Han whispered. “Feel better?” Luke nodded slightly, gratefully. He did. He was physically and emotionally drained, but in the comfort of his friend’s strong arms he felt safe. He wondered where Han had heard that song though. There was only one person, Luke thought, that knew it, and he always thought she’d made it up. Not knowing whether his voice would work yet, but deciding to try it anyway, the young Jedi spoke softly, “M-my aunt Beru used to sing me that song.” Han smiled a little at that, pulling away slightly to look at him. “How ‘bout that.” Strange that two people with totally different backgrounds from planets lightyears away had the same little-known song sang to them growing up. Luke sniffed, smiling ever so faintly. For a brief moment he was able to forget about Vader and Bespin, and all that he’d been through in such a short amount of time. He thought of his Aunt Beru- stars how he missed her. And Uncle Owen. Settling against the back of the medical bed, the youth tried weakly to brush at the residual wetness on his cheeks, but it proved difficult with only one hand, especially one that was already taped up with an I.V. Before he could grow frustrated though, his friend had already grabbed a tissue and was gently wiping away the tears. “Dewlanna used to sing it to me. Kinda strange to hear a Wookiee sing.” Solo grinned, trying to cheer the younger man up. The little smile that had tugged at the corners of Luke’s lips had faded though. Now he was gazing at the stump of his arm almost repulsively. Memories came flooding back to Luke. For a short while he’d been able to delude himself that it had all been a dream; that he hadn’t fought Vader, that he hadn’t been lied to all his life …that he wasn’t the son of a monster. Han was watching him, expression a strange mixture of anger, understanding and sympathy. He wanted to make everything okay for Luke, but this- this he could not make right. He couldn’t undo the damage that was already done. And it frustrated him Solo vowed to avenge Vader for all the hurt he’d inflicted upon his young friend, at the same time realizing it wouldn’t really solve anything. Sure it would make him feel better to get revenge, but what good would it really do Luke? What the kid needed more than anything right now was just to be surrounded by love and reassurance. Han followed Luke’s gaze to his bandaged arm, then paused before asking softly, “Does it hurt?” Blue eyes looked up sharply, as if startled, before Luke managed to regain his composure. “Sort of,” he mumbled, looking back down again. He wasn’t expecting his voice to come out so hoarse. Han noticed how ashamed his young friend seemed to be about his hand. “You’ll have another one made, kid,” he soothed, brushing the hair away from a healing scrape on Luke’s face with a gentleness that surprised even himself. “It’ll be just as good. You’d be surprised how far they’ve come with prosthetics. Probably won’t even be able to tell the difference.” But he’d always know the difference, Luke thought. It wasn’t so much his hand that bothered him though, or even the fact that he’d been lied to all his life. It was knowing the truth. Luke knew eventually that ugly truth would have to be made known, and afterwards he would be utterly and completely alone. Luke Skywalker- wait, that wasn’t even his name now- had no family. The family he’d found not too long ago he thought for sure he’d lose, and he would never consider Vader part of his family. Ever. If he could just keep his heritage secret, Luke thought desperately, he might be able to keep his friends a little longer… but no, he quickly amended. That was selfish. Han and Leia deserved to know… and he couldn’t lie to them. Not after he’d been lied to all his life. There was something much more, Han quickly realized, that was bothering Luke. The young man was shaken to the core. The kid was looking down dejectedly, lower lip trembling and tears threatening to spill again. Enough was enough. Solo was going to find out what was bothering him right now. “What’s the matter, kid?” Luke said nothing, only closed his eyes and shook his head no. Han’s concern and frustration at his inability to help his friend manifested in slight anger. “Don’t try and tell me it’s nothing. You’re crying.” Luke just shook his head again, burying it in his one good hand, face crumpling. Irritation fading rapidly into compassion, the Corellian spoke much gentler this time. “C’mere.” With one hand he held Luke’s head close to him as if protecting him from something or someone. He didn’t know what to do with the kid. “Talk to me. I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s wrong.” To Han’s dismay, Luke gave no reply. Then the younger man finally choked out, “I’m sorry.” “Sorry?” Confused, the Corellian felt his face soften. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, kid. It’s that pile of wires monster that’s going to be sorry when I get to him.” He pulled his sleeve down over his hand and brushed at Luke’s cheek. “Han-” And then with timing that couldn’t be worse, Two-One-Bee came bursting through the hospital door. Luke started at the noise, breaking off the sentence he’d started and looking towards the source. Han sighed inwardly. Just as the kid was ready to talk- what was it with droids and bad timing? he wondered, wearily. Threepio had it too. The medical robot seemed immediately concerned upon seeing Luke. He wheeled over almost frantically. “Sir, I demand that you leave now,” he ordered Han. “You have upset the patient, and his condition will deteriorate.” “I have not,” Han dismissed the idea, taking slight offense. “He was already upset.” “If you fail to comply you will be denied visiting hours to the patient. I will not warn you again.” Luke sniffled, still clinging with one arm to Han, who lightly rubbed his back. “D-don’t leave, Han.” “I’m not, kid. See,” he said, turning to the droid. “He wants me to stay.” “Sir-” “It’ll upset him even more if you kick me out.” “I will not change my orders, sir.” Luke tensed, subconsciously holding on tighter to the Corellian. He didn’t want to be left alone, not now. The robot, however, refused to be swayed. “You will leave now or security will escort-” “I could care less what you order- Look at him!” Solo was suddenly furious, bringing Luke’s stricken face up and turning him to face the droid. “He’s scared, and hurt, and he’s cryin’. You’re blasted crazy to tell me to leave him like this ‘cause I won’t!” He paused, taking a few breaths, calming slightly before continuing, “Now I know you’re the doctor droid, and more knowledgeable when it comes to all your fancy medical talk, but I know the kid …and I know when he needs me.” Two-One-Bee said nothing for a moment, as if he were considering the other’s words. Then he said almost defeatedly, “Very well, sir. You may remain if the patient so wishes, but please allow me to take his vitals.” Han nodded his gratitude, relieved, then murmured to Luke, “Give him your hand, kid.” Luke did as he was told and Two-One-Bee placed a pulse monitor on his finger. “The patient’s heart and breathing rates are elevated.” The robot reported with some alarm. “Uh, maybe because he’s crying?” Han ventured. “With all due respect,” he muttered after a moment. Sometimes Solo really had his doubts about droids. Two-One-Bee moved to put a blood pressure cuff on Luke’s good arm. Once the droid had scanned Luke’s forehead for his temperature, he had finished and was wheeling the cart towards the door. “Thanks,” Han managed. Though he wasn’t fond of droids he reminded himself that this was the one who pulled Luke through Hoth, and Bespin, and his all-too-numerous injuries and illnesses in between. Annoying as the droid could be, he wasn’t all bad. He would be the one operating on Luke’s hand tomorrow, assuming everything went as planned. Solo looked down at the boy, who was staring at the floor, salty traces left on his face from still-drying tears. Huddled in the slightly-too-big white medcenter pajamas, he seemed nothing more than a child. For a moment Han felt more than ten years older. Reaching over Luke to the small table adjacent to the bed, he grabbed the box of tissues. “You were gonna say something when that droid came in.” Luke gave a little shrug, sniffing. Han brought a couple of tissues to the kid’s face. “Blow.” Luke did as he was told, then spoke quietly, “I don’t remember.” “Yes you do.” The Corellian wouldn’t be fooled so easily. “C’mon. Talk to me.” “I..I don’t know where to start.” Han smiled at him reassuringly. “Start anywhere you want. If you need help though, the beginning’s usually a good place.” He forced cheerfulness into his voice. Luke remained quiet, seemingly lost in thought. Han watched him fidget, Luke’s good hand vaguely tracing the pattern on the blanket beside him. The youth bit his lower lip to keep it from trembling and Solo could see plainly he was trying not to cry again. “It’s hard.” Luke finally looked up, emotion making his voice come out younger. Solo’s gaze softened. With brotherly protectiveness he brushed a wisp of hair from Luke’s eyes. “I know it is, kid,” he spoke sincerely. “I know. I wouldn’t ask you to if I didn’t think it would help though.” Swallowing and taking a steady breath, Luke nodded. “Tell you what. How ‘bout I tell my part of the story first? And whenever you’re ready you can go into yours.” Luke smiled a little and nodded, seeming to like that idea. “Okay,” Solo grinned, tightening his grip around the boy slightly. “We should have Threepio in here too. You know how he loves to be a story-teller.” “Han?" Luke made a feeble attempt at humor. "Are you feeling okay?” The Corellian chuckled. He was relieved to see the kid's sense of humor trying to break through. “You’re right. I’m kinda tired. Scratch goldenrod. Now, when was the last time we were all together?” “Hoth.” Luke reminded him softly. “Right. That miserable, rotten, deep-freezer of a planet." Luke felt a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Han’s joking and relaxed manner always seemed to make even the worst situation better and put Luke at ease. Han was one of the few people Luke truly felt safe with. Along with Leia, Solo was the only one the youth trusted enough to be completely open with his emotions. There was a bond that had formed between them all, and they were as close as family. Family. The word brought sudden remembrance of Luke’s newfound heritage, but he tried quickly to push it away. “Let’s see,” Han continued. “When the base got attacked, Leia and I took off on the Falcon. I was trying to get her to her transport, but the ceiling caved in and blocked the whole hallway. Her Worship was being so stubborn, we almost didn’t make it out of there.” to be continued... I know, not the best place to stop, but I had to cut it off somewhere. Comments are greatly appreciated! Happy Easter everyone!! Current PM List: Tatooine_Ghost Ocelotl_Nesto Epithree DaenaBenjen42 DarthVaderette Jade_eyes VaderLVR64 The-Solo-Smirk GeneralKenobi7 JediXManSerenaKenobi EGKenobi Rapphire Thrennish -----signature----- God bless America and our troops. "The LORD gives strength to his people. The LORD blesses his people with peace." Ps 29:11 ~~~ "Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope" (fic below) http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29811085/p1/
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GeneralKenobi7 Registered: Jan '09	Date Posted: 4/12 12:00am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	Han singing??!?! I never thought he had it in him Poor Luke, he's going through so much at the moment But Han is absolutely great, trying to help him (I wonder what Leia would say if she could see him now ). Probably would have a heart attack -----signature----- Ewan Mace:"Sometimes a Jedi's most important duty is to stand and wait. I presume you've mentioned that to Anakin on occasion?" Obi-Wan: "Not more than twice a day." Proud Padawan to EG Kenobi
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 4/12 3:39am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	Looking forward to more!!! You portrayed Luke's sense of devastation superbly and Han singing... I can so see him doing that with his own kiddies. Huggles for a nummy read!!! -----signature----- E-sib to Mira_Jade, whose yummies inspire & gooify I call her Mira_Pilot because I'm in orbit Nyota/Spock--my angels, till there was you, only you !! Have 10 buckets Cheesecake Squggles!
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jedipati Registered: Aug '00	Date Posted: 4/12 2:56pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	Catching up... This is excellent. Luke's reactions are very realistic, and Han's worry is so in character. And talk about inconvienent timing on the medical droid's part! Could you add me to the PM list? -----signature----- If anything can go wrong, it will- Murphy's Law AND MURPHY WAS AN OPTIMIST!!!
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DaenaBenjen42 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/12 7:29pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	It's heartwarming to see Han coaxing Luke first to just turn and look at him, and then comfort him with a lullaby... and then stand up to Too-One-Bee. (That was funny, the droid wanting to kick him out for what it sees as a threat to his patient that really isn't.) And how is Luke being soothed? A little at a time, one step at a time, with Han recounting how they got off Hoth. Liked that. Well done, Star. -----signature----- "Say it with me now. Postcard. Zoo. Not. Shopping." master to jackyyy17, micky-nikki, & Trimaj e-sis to BrightFeather All cats are leopards after dark.
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The-Solo-Smirk Registered: Jun '08	Date Posted: 4/13 1:42am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	I think it is really important now for Han and Leia to show Luke that they still trust and care about him, so he can learn to "accept" their trust again in return... My, the boy is shaken badly... “Come on, kid.” He spoke softly in a gentle voice reserved only for those closest to him. Awww! Han is really worried about Luke! I liked the song idea and the fact that they both now the tune from their childhood days! The family he’d found not too long ago he thought for sure he’d lose, and he would never consider Vader part of his family. Ever. If he could just keep his heritage secret, Luke thought desperately, he might be able to keep his friends a little longer… but no, he quickly amended. That was selfish. Han and Leia deserved to know… and he couldn’t lie to them. Not after he’d been lied to all his life. After reading the first half of the paragraph my alarm bells rang (No No No!) but Luke is wise and the trust in his friends is still there. Hooray! Along with Leia, Solo was the only one the youth trusted enough to be completely open with his emotions. There was a bond that had formed between them all, and they were as close as family. It's a huge emotional step for Han to admit that he can be open with his emotions...awe-inspiring moment (somehow)! So, the big revelation has to wait til the next post, huh? No more meddling droids, please! -----signature----- The waking life stitched together in your head - well, what if it's only worth the bundle of nerves it's written on? Happy is one of the many emotions I find myself experiencing throughout the day ~ CF
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 4/13 5:14am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	The Corellian chuckled. “You’re right. I’m kinda tired. Scratch goldenrod. Now, when was the last time we were all together?” “Hoth.” Luke reminded him softly. “Right. That miserable, rotten, deep-freezer of a planet." Luke felt a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Han’s joking and relaxed manner always seemed to make even the worst situation better and put Luke at ease. Han was one of the few people Luke truly felt safe with. Along with Leia, Solo was the only one the youth trusted enough to be completely open with his emotions. There was a bond that had formed between them all, and they were as close as family. Family. The word brought sudden remembrance of Luke’s newfound heritage, but he tried quickly to push it away. “Let’s see,” Han continued. “When the base got attacked, Leia and I took off on the Falcon. I was trying to get her to her transport, but the ceiling caved in and blocked the whole hallway. Her Worship was being so stubborn, we almost didn’t make it out of there.” Absolutely wonderful! -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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Ocelotl_Nesto Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 4/13 9:50am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	Looks like Han will be let in on Lukes training with Yoda. I wonder if Chewie will get in on the Yoda bit... hMMM... Luke should come clean on his suspected parentage... Han will scoff, but they will both still wonder.
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Raphire Registered: Dec '08	Date Posted: 4/13 11:51am Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	Ummm. Wow. I can't imagine Han singing. But apparentely he can. Good job! -----signature----- Smile and the world smiles with you. Laugh and the world finds you a straitjacket. I swallowed a bug. Two heads are better then one especially with guillotines! When surrendering I am to hand over the sword HILT first.
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Tatooine_Ghost Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 4/13 12:46pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	wow. loved it. can not wait for the next part of the story. -----signature----- And the psychological benefits of driving a battleship up the Tigris and parking it in the middle of Baghdad has got to be useful.-Jello WJFC means never having to say you're sorry.
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JediXManSerenaKenobi Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 4/14 2:26pm Subject: Darkest Hours, Brightest Hope- ESB AU, short story, Han/Leia, Luke Chapter 3 up! 04/11
	That was one of the sweetest, most heartwarming things I've ever read. Thank you for making my day!!! - Serena -----signature----- Crucified, laid behind a stone, You lived to die, rejected and alone, Like a Rose, trampled on the ground, You took the Fall and thought of me... Above All. - Jesus is Love. Proud Artist and member of the Talon Family! T-Squad 4ever!
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