A\N: In the real book version of ROJ, Leia says, "Do it for the trees" to explain to the Ewoks why they should care about the Rebellion. Being a teenaged Witch, I couldn't possibly pass it up. Then it turned into a touching moment.

LUKE

She looks scared. So am I. I mean, I'm gonna be fighting Darth Vader, the Sith lord...and my father. I missed him. So, so much, when I was little, I'd imagine that he'd swoop in and take me on adventures across the galaxy, teach me to pilot ships...now I'm going to kill him.

But I think being twins scares Leia more.

"We're still...us." I explain. "Just...we're twins."

Leia smiles and hugs me. "Yeah." She says into my shoulder. "Gods, Luke. I can't..." She sighs. "Luke, before we met, when I was on the Death Star, he tortured me."

I feel a surge of rage. I relax, letting it flow away as quickly as it came. "I definitly shouldn't have taken so long to make up my mind." Maybe Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen would be alive if I had. And Leia wouldn't have been hurt. I would've killed anyone before they hurt my sister.

"How could that monster be my father?" Leia whispers, nearly crying.

"There's still good in him, Leia." I say quietly. "Even if one of us ends up dead, he will still have good in him."

Leia laughs bitterly. "Luke, you didn't...oh, Gods, I'm so glad you don't understand what he did. He broke into my mind, let his droids nearly kill me..." She buries her head deeper into my shoulder. "He's a monster. I...I'm thrilled that we're siblings, Luke. Feeling slightly stupid, for a variety of reasons--"

"That idiotic kiss on Hoth being the forefront?" Still can't believe I kissed my sister. That whole thing is being filed in the Never-Thinking-About-That-Again drawer in my mind.

Leia laughs. "No kidding. But I'm so glad. I couldn't imagine a better brother. But Vader?" She sounds ready to cry again. "Luke, I'm nothing like him. I hate him."

"You're scared of him." I offer. I spent a lot of time wondering exactly what Vader did to earn such pure rage and hate directed at him. It's as if Leia takes all her frusteration at the universe out on him. "And that makes you hate him."

"You're growing up too fast."

"You did too."

She sighs. Her breath tickles my neck. "Yeah. I did. I don't want you to, Luke."

I give up on trying to help. It's not working. She's getting mopeyer (is that even a word?) by the minute. So I go for comedian. "At least I don't say 'do it for the trees'."

"Shut up, you twerp." Leia says, just like she always does when I tease her. Bingo.

"Seriously, what was that about?" I ask, dancing out of her reach as she takes a swing at me. "The Empire gonna start a forest fire?"

"No, you moron. Haven't you paid any attention at all?" She asks, her eyes glittering with amusement. "Some Jedi you are. The trees have so much Force energy I almost went nuts."

"Hunh?" I say eloquently.

She smirks at me, entertainment written all over her face. "You're walking to the shuttle."

"So?"

"I do not envy you."

I reach out with my mind and pick up the pure Force energy and wince. Feeling huge and tiny at the same time is only fun in retrospect. "Oh."

Leia starts laughing. "You...you are the biggest idiot I've ever met, Luke Skywalker."

I hug her. I can sense the change in the Force. "And if I don't go meet Father, he'll probably start a real forest fire looking for me."

She sighs. "Damnit."

"I'll be back." I tell her. "I swear."

Then I turn and walk away. I don't look back.

I don't want to see my sister cry.