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The Falcon: Chapter 3

Han landed the Falcon, and they got off the ship to go to Maz’s. Rose hadn’t met this person in their time together, but, before they went that way, Han pulled Rey aside. Rose figured he was offering her a job since she was such a natural pilot. Once he was done, he gestured for Rose, BB-8, and Finn to follow him. Chewie stayed behind to work on the ship.

“This place looks like a temple,” Rose commented, as they walked through a large stone entrance.  

Han replied, “It probably was once,” he agreed before turning back to the group. “Don’t be alarmed by Maz,” he warned before they entered a bar.  

Rose followed them to a table where Han found who he was looking for. He sat down and gestured for everyone else to follow his lead.  

“Who are these people?” Maz asked, looking over the group through her giant binocular-like glasses.  

Han half-smiled, as he began introductions. “These two are stowaways I found off Jakku. The droid is with them, and Rose is my…” he hesitated, as Maz looked her way.  

Rose offered her hand and finished his thought, “I’m his girlfriend and weapons specialist.”

Maz frowned her way, as she turned back to Han, “You should go home.”

Han sighed. “That’s what I’m trying to do. The droid has some kind of map in it that will lead the Resistance to Luke, but it’s only a piece. I’d bet R2-D2 has the other half.”

“R2-D2?” Rey asked, always curious.  

Rose listened, as Han replied, but she was lost in her own thoughts:

Rose got out of her X-Wing from a recon mission to see the legendary Han Solo walking with Chewbacca to a ship. She walked over.  

“Are you going on a mission, General Solo?” she asked, unable to ignore the heartbroken look across his face.  

He looked her way and groaned, “Is it your business?”

Rose wasn’t one to back down, “Don’t bite my head off. I was just checking on you because you look upset. Do you need any extra hands?”  

Han stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her, “Listen, I know we’re all touchy-feely here at the Resistance, but I’m not. If you want to help me, then walk away,” he snapped, his brow furrowed in anger.  

Rose backed away just slightly. “Sorry, General. I’ll leave you alone,” she sighed in defeat, as she turned to begin walking back to the base.  

“Hey kid!” she heard Han shout after her, so she turned back to see what he could want, “What’s your specialty?”  

Rose yelled back, “Weapons! But that ship barely has anything, so I’m basically useless to you!”  

Han began marching back toward her, “Listen, my marriage is over, and I’m going back to my old job. I’m done with the hero life. If you want to come, follow me,” he offered before turning away once more and marching back to the ship.  

Rose thought for a moment about the fact that she was considering leaving the Resistance and going off on some sort of smuggling job, but she decided that was where she was supposed to be in that moment.  

As Rose sat, lost in her thoughts, people around them began looking at the group. Han grabbed her shoulder. “We have to go. The First Order must have a bounty out on the kids and the droid,” he said, rushed.

She looked at him and noticed Finn and Rey were gone. She jumped up and followed him out the door just in time to see Rey running away and ships descending on the planet.  

“I think we’re too late,” Rose said, as she pulled her blaster out.  

Han nodded as he looked at Finn. “Go find Rey,” he ordered before turning back to Rose. “Let’s find cover and be ready. Hopefully, Chewie will bring more weapons.”

Rose nodded as he grabbed her hand and led her to a covered area behind the temple wall.

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