Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, all of that Belongs to the Great George Lucas, I do however, own all the movies and most of the books because this world is not fair and I can't own Luke Skywalker.

Warnings: The story may contain a few spoilers from the Han Solo trilogy Books and will go into the books and past the movies eventually.

A Long Time Ago In a Galaxy Far Far Away….

Our Story takes place starting on Tatooine, In the Middle of a deadly struggle, during dark times with the Evil Emperor Palpatine and Sith Lord Darth Vader ruling the galaxy and the Little Rebellion fighting against them to restore peace to the galaxy. Our Story is mainly about four individuals, Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia Organa, Han Solo and his younger sister Jordan Solo, and how their lives crossed paths thanks to two droids – R2-D2 and C-3PO, and perhaps fate and the force, and Just How they brought the Empire to an End.

A tall lean man with scruffy brown hair and brown eyes was seated at a back table in the Mos Eisley Cantina. He was clad in his usual attire – a white long sleeve shirt, black pilot vest dark blue pilot pants and his knee high black boots not to mention the blaster holster on his thigh. His name was Han Solo, a smuggler that knew more gangsters than he could count. His feet were propped up on the table and his eyes moved back and forth from watching his first mate and wookiee best friend, Chewbacca (who was talking to an old man) and towards the entrance of the cantina every time someone walked in.

'Good no sign of Greedo but where's Jordan?' Han thought to himself, as it was highly unlikely for his little sister to be late. Hopefully she hadn't mouthed off to stormtroopers again. He was not in the mood to rescue her today.

Han turned his attention back to the wookiee that was leading the old man and a young boy to sit down. The old man had a beard and thinning white hair and in a tan tunic with a long worn out cloak over it. The boy had shaggy blonde hair and was in your usual moisture farmer attire a white tunic with a dark leather utility belt and light tan boots.

Han looked them over, before speaking "Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon, Chewie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan System."

"Yes indeed, if it's a fast ship," said the Old Man.

"Fast ship?" Han looked insulted. "You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?"

"Should I have?" asked the Old man.

"It's the ship that made the Kessel Run in less than twelve parsecs!" Han then received a large slap on the back of his head making Chewie laugh. Han turned to glare at him "Laugh it up Fuzz ball" he turned to the direction of the slap and came face to face with his grinning little sister.

"Han must you always brag? She's fast we get it," she said sitting down in between Han and the boy. She had black hair pulled up and clipped with a few bangs handing down over her blue left eye ad didn't look much older than fifteen Her outfit was not something you'd see around Tatooine very often. What stuck out the most about her outfit was a necklace that looked way too fancy for a pilot. It hung around her neck, it was silver, with six beautiful sparkling crystals around in a starburst shape with one teardrop on top in the middle, behind the crystals the silver pieces were shaped like wings of a butterfly and went down and twisted back up. It was a rare piece. A long sleeve tan shirt, with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows. An orange short sleeve shirt with a high color that was cut off about where her ribs ended over it and it was open slightly. Over it was a white tube top just over her chest. She was in dark brown pilot pants like Han's tucked into knee high black boots and a black utility belt with a blaster completed it all.

"You're late," Han told her.

"I was trying to avoid Greedo and stormtroopers," she replied resting her hands on the table, black and on her left thumb she had a ring that looked a bit like a bolt to a piece of a ship or something that was bright silver She looked at the old man and the boy and smiled. "Hi I'm Jordan Solo, this womp rat's little sister," she gestured to Han.

"Ben Kenobi," said the old man smiling back at her, his eyes lingering on her necklace.

"Luke Skywalker," said the boy shaking Jordan's hand grinning. Jordan's smile widened as couldn't help but notice that he was very cute.

Han watched them rolling his eyes, "As I was saying, I've out run imperial starships, not the local bulk cruisers mind you, I'm talking about the big Corellian ships now, she's fast enough for you old man, what's the cargo?"

"Only passengers, myself, the boy and two droids, no questions asked," said Ben.

Han grinned liking this guy, "What is it, some kind of local trouble?"

"Everyone knows, you know how that feels," Jordan said to Han grinning at him but it soon faded when he glared at her and pointed his finger to shut her up.

Ben smiled and continued, "Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements,"

Han leaned back, "Well that's the trick isn't it? And it's going to cost you something extra," Han glanced at Luke then back to Ben, "Ten-thousand, all in advance."

"Han!" Jordan cried out in shock and horror. "Don't be greedy!" Han ignored her.

"Ten-thousand?" Luke looked startled himself, "We can almost buy our own ship for that!"

Han lifted his eyebrows smirking, "Who's gonna fly it kid? You?"

"You bet I could!" Luke's anger rose, "I'm not such a bad pilot myself!" he moved to get up and looked at Ben, "We don't have to sit here and listen to this-!"

Ben put a hand on Luke's arm and made him sit back down, keeping his gaze on Han, "We can pay you two thousand now plus fifteen when we get to Alderaan."

Jordan's mouth fell open and her eyes widened as she did the math in her head "That's seventeen thousand!"

Han grinned greedily, "Seventeen huh?" he thought about it for a moment keeping his eyes on Luke and Ben before saying "Okay, you've got yourselves a ship, We'll leave as soon as your ready Docking Bay 94,"

"Ninety Four" echoed Ben.

Han looked to the bar and saw storm troopers chatting with the bar tender who gestured towards the table they were sitting at. "Looks like someone's beginning to take an interest in your handy work," Han warned to Luke and Ben.

"The back doors that way, it's your best bet, hurry," Jordan said not wanting to see Luke, nor the kind old man, Ben, get caught by the Empire.

Ben and Luke got up and snuck out the back door of the Cantina as the Stormtroopers made their way to the table. When the stormtroopers got there however, only Jordan Han and Chewie were seated. The stormtroopers looked at the three for a moment before moving on. As they turned their backs Jordan made a rather rude hand gesture.

"I hate stormtroopers, I still can't believe you were in the Imperial Academy you traitor," Jordan said looking at her older brother.

Han gave her an annoyed look, "Jordan shut up," they all sat in quite for a moment until Han got a big grin and looked to Jordan and Chewbacca, "Seventeen thousand! Boy those guys must really be desperate! This could really save our necks!"

Jordan wasn't too sure, "I don't know Han, it feels like were taking advantage of Luke and the old man," she said.

"You just feel that way 'cause you think the kids cute," Han smirked as Jordan turned pink.

"I do not!" she snapped covering her blush as anger only making Han grin more.

"You two get back to the ship and get her ready, I'll settle the tab and meet you there," Han instructed.

Jordan nodded and her and Chewbacca got up, went out of the cantina, and headed for docking bay 94.

"How can he honestly think I already have a thing for Luke? I just met him! Who does Han think he is? Luke just seems nice that's all." Jordan said ranting as they headed for the docking bay.

(I think Han's only doing it to get a rise out of you Jordan) Chewie said in his native language, Shyriiwook.

"I suppose, but he makes it so difficult sometimes!" She said as the two went inside to get the Falcon ready for takeoff.

When they'd finished Chewbacca went to make sure Luke and Ben found the docking bay without any trouble. Jordan stayed on the ship doing her thing until she heard a strange noise outside the ship. She got up and walked down the landing hatch carefully but nothing was there.

"Han?" Jordan looked around confused stepping onto the sandy ground and looking around, "Come on Han your being childish…" still no response, "Come on Han this isn't fun-ahh!" She screamed as a slimy arm wrapped around her waist and she struggled to get free.

(Ahh Jordan, Your looking as lovely as ever,) a deep voice bellowed in Huttesse, it was Jabba the Hutt, a gangster who looked like an overgrown slug, his slimy tongue licked her cheek making here grimace in disgust. (Where's that foolish brother of yours?) Jabba asked.

"Right here Jabba, now get your slimy hands off my sister," Han's voice came from behind them. Jabba let go of Jordan and turned his slimy self towards Han. "Jordan get in the ship,"

"Don't have to tell me twice," she said as she ran up the landing ramp.

"I've been waiting for you Jabba," Han grinned at him

(Have you now?) asked Jabba.

Han stepped forward, "You didn't think I was gonna run did you?"

(Han my boy, you disappoint me! Why haven't you paid me? Why did you fry poor Greedo?)

"Look Jabba, next time you wanna talk, come see me yourself don't send one of these twerps," Han gestured to Jabba's men, including the fierce bounty hunter Boba Fett.

(Han I can't make exceptions,) Jabba shrugged (what if everyone who smuggled for me dropped their cargo at the first sign of an Imperial starship? It's not good for business)

"Look Jabba, even I get boarded sometimes," Han walked around Jabba who let out a loud squawk when Han walked on his tail. Jordan laughed watching the scene from the pilots chair in the cockpit then fell out of it and onto the floor still laughing. Han continued ignoring his sister's laughter, "Do you think I had a choice? But I got a nice easy charter now, I'll pay you back plus a little extra, I just need a little more time."

(Han my boy, you're the best, so for an extra twenty percent-)

"Fifteen Jabba don't push it," Han cut him off.

(Fine, fifteen,) Jabba agreed, (If you fail me again I'll put a price on your head so big you won't even be able to go near civilized systems!)

Han turned to head up the landing ramp, "You're a wonderful human being Jabba,"

Jabba turned to his men "Boska!" he ordered them and they all left.

Jordan greeted Han outside of the cockpit grinning, "Niiice" she said.

"The tail thing?" Han asked, Jordan nodded and Han's Ego boosted, "Thought so myself," Han looked out the cockpit window and grinned, "lover boy's here."

"What?"Jordan followed his gaze and as Han'd said Luke Ben and two droids were being led towards the ship by Chewbacca "blast you,"

Han grinned, "Go see if you can't fix the intercoms will you? They haven't been working right, unless you'd rather put on some of that gunk you girls wear and make yourself all pretty for Lover boy," Han headed down the landing ramp "Don't Worry I'll get lover boy for you," a grin stretched across his face.

Jordan yelled back down at him. "HE IS NOT MY LOVER BOY!" she threw a wrench down after him only making him laugh. "I don't even own any gunk..!" she said to herself as she headed to go fix the intercoms.