Buffy was getting bored, clowns in white were leading her trough a maze of gray hallways,…honestly don't these people know other colors that black, white and gray…maybe they are color blind, she decided.

Finely coming to some door that were oh joy gray, one of the clowns taped the panel with all sorts of white and black buttons and the door swished opened. She was bid to enter and when she did just that, the door closed behind her.

Looking around she saw a large window, wanting to see how outside looked like she made her way to the window…and stared.

Buffy was looking trough the port-screen, eyes wide in astonishment. She was on a friggin STAR SHIP. What the hell did she get her self into this time? She was so wrapped up in the view that she missed the sound of the door opening.

Hearing loud breathing suddenly pop up behind her, Buffy ducked, whirled around and kicked the legs out from under the breather. She did this instinctively before seeing who she had just knocked to the floor.

"Oops, sorry."

Before Vader could throw a tantrum at being bested by the small blonde, she helped him up, fussing.

"Are you Ok, I didn't break anything right?" God this guy is tall, she thought while craning her neck, looking up at the black mask, trying to figure out if she hurt him.

Seeing that he was Ok, she glared at him.

"You know if you would, like knock or, I don't know say hello you wouldn't have ended up on the floor ya know?"

Feeling amused again Vader retorted. "Well if you would not gape at the stars like a starved Wookie at a meal you would have heard me."

Hazel eyes narrowed in annoyance. "And maybe if someone had mentioned that I'm on a star ship it wouldn't have been such a shock."

"Don't your people travel?" asked Vader curiously.

"Oh yes, we walk, we ride a bike, drive a car, take a train, or airplane, but no space ships for most people…." Buffy's voice trailed off as a thought came to her.

"Hey…you visit planets…which means that there are aliens…which draws the question, what are you?"

"I'm human."

"OOKaaay" she drawled, "Is this black armor and mask thingy a fashion statement?"

"I can't live without it."

"Make with the splainy."

"What?"

Rolling her eyes Buffy clarified. "I meant explain, yeesh you're so much like Giles."

"Who is Giles?"

"Giles is a Watcher, you know …ah no you don't know, and well Giles is well Giles, with tweed and knowledge. And didn't I ask you a question first?"

"My body was burned severely and the smoke damaged my lungs."

Wincing, Buffy stepped closer "I'm sorry to hear that. It must be hard to live with that bucket on your head." she said softly.

Shaking him self free of the memories of those events on Mustafar, Vader drew strength from his anger.

"We are not discussing me." He said harshly. "I came here to find out how you got on my ship."

Narrowing her eyes for a moment at his sharp tone, Buffy wanted to snap at him for his rudeness, but figuring that this must be a sore spot for the poor guy she let it drop…for now.

"Well there was this girl…or more like a hell- god that wanted to rip our world to pieces by opening all of the portals in between her world and ours. There were only two people that could close it, me and my baby sister. Since I didn't want my sister to get hurt or die, I closed it … end of story. And I would really like to go back home."

Vader thought that information over. "Didn't you say that the portal should 'pretty much have killed you'?"

"Yeah but since it didn't I would really like to go back."

"That is understandable. Now if you'll excuse me I need to attend to some matters, I'll send a droid to assist you and to answer questions.

"M'key." Buffy mumbled, again watching the stars deep in thought