I know, I know, another story when I'm currently writing so many others, but I'm purging through my stories and deleting a bunch, so I thought I'd add this one..
Nell Najera is an outlaw and a rebel, what happens when she has to reunite with Han Sol...
Walking into the bar on Mos Eisley, I looked closely at the menu and sighed, "I'll take something.. well, strong will do."
He nodded his head as I headed over to a table to sit down, knowing he would bring me my drink.
I was well-known around these parts. My name is Nell Najera and I have Jedi in my blood, but.. I'm not a Jedi.
It passed my generation, apparently. Looking around, I leaned back in the seat I was sitting in before a man slid across from me and.. not just any man.
A man I've known since we were kids, growing up on a planet called Corellia. A planet where we lost everything.
My best friend / his girlfriend (at the time) included.
Looking him up and down, I sighed, "What do you want, Han? Hmm? What is it that you want this time? The last time you showed up in my life I almost died and got abandoned by my best friend, so.. this better be good." He scoffed, "Come on, Nell.. That was 20-years ago!"
"And not long enough," I spoke with a simple roll of my eyes. Han chuckled before sighing, "Okay, fine, I need your... assistance. I can fly, but you've always been a good fighter and I'm in trouble."
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"Again? Who do you owe a debt to this time, Han?"
Looking at me closely, he leaned forward, "Jabba the Hutt."
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I nodded, "Fine, I'll help, but only if you promise me that you won't use me as bait again.. or let somebody I have fallen for take me hostage." Han slapped his forehead in aggravation, "For the last time, Nell, I didn't know he was gonna do any of that! Tobias seemed like a good guy when it came down to it and I didn't mean for you to get hurt."
Standing up, I scoffed, "We're done here." I smiled at the man who was bringing over my drink, taking it and swallowing it in one gulp before Han grabbed my wrist, him now standing behind me as I turned to face him.
"Han, I wish I could trust you, but I can't..."
He nodded, "Then think of this as a business mission, come on.. Don't let Chewie and I down."
