Chapter 2
"That's enough of your schemes Vader! I don't believe that for a second!" Leia said.
"Believe it Leia Organa Skywalker"
"Skywalker?!" Leia shouted, " so now you're saying not only am I your daughter but Luke Skywalker is my brother?!"
Vader sighed, his patience starting to run out. "Yes."
Leia turned pale, and leaned against the wall for support. "You're not kidding are you?"
Vader shook his head, "no Leia I'm not."
Leia looked at him, her strength sapped. "What are you going to do with me and Han?"
Vader smiled beneath his mask. "You are going to your suite, and Han is stating six feet away from you at all times," he said.
Han looked suspicious. "Why?"
Vader struggle to not burst out laughing. "I have read your thoughts, Solo. And and all I'm going to say is this: stay away from my daughter!"
Han gulped. "Yes sir!"
Vader almost laughed. Almost. "Leia, come along."
Leia suddenly seemed to snap out of her shock. "You've been missing in my life for twenty years and all of a sudden your talking to me as if you've been my father figure all along?!"
Vader stared at her without moving, a trick he had taught himself to do when he wanted his way. The only person it didn't work on was Palpatine. Or Obi-Wan, but he didn't count.
Finally Leia relented because, like all the others, she was unnerved by his stare. "Goodbye Han," she whispered. When Han leaned forward to whisper back, he was shoved several yards backward
Vader was not smiling under his mask now. "Six feet away, Solo!" And with that, he took Leia's hand, who promptly snatched it back, and strode down The hall. Leia was practically running to keep up with him. "Could you slow down? Not everyone is six feet tall!"
Vader looked at her, slowing down just a hair. "Six feet nine inches." He stated.

"This is for ME?!"
Leia looked around at the suite. The living room, which she was standing in, was a beautiful master of decoration. The floor was covered in soft light gray carpet, with walls the color of a golden rose. The couch was the exact same shade of gold. A datapad, which was about two times as large as they normally were, was on the glass coffee table in front of the couch. A large fish tank was on the other side of the room (and by large I mean 250 gallon tank) and filled with brightly colored fish.
Vader watched his daughters reaction carefully. After she seemed to have calmed down a bit, he led her into her bedroom. It took all of Leia's diplomatic training to not faint where she stood. She was used to the finer things in life, but that was nothing compared to this. The king sized bed had to have about twenty pillows! the bedspread was royal blue, and the golden color from the living room was the color of her pillows. She had a small nightstand on which a clock, also doubling as a datapad, stated in golden yellows 1200. In a trance, Leia walked to the closet. When she opened it, she gasped in surprise. Hundreds of extremely expensive gowns, hung up neatly in order by color. On the side was at least a hundred pairs of shoes, all of which matched the elegant and casual-dress gowns. She also had ten tiaras, and lots of expensive accessories. When Leia allowed Vader to walk her to the bathroom, she saw a water fall shower, and a spa, wait a SPA?! Leia rushed forward and nearly ran into the manicurist. There was a jacuzzi, as well as a medium sized pool. There was also of course a tanning room. Leia also found herself staring into the face of her hair stylist. "Is this suitable for your needs?" Leia nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the deep baritone voice of Vader standing at the entrance to her spa room. She had forgotten about that he was here! "Suitable? I think that's an understatement, Vader."
"You may call me Father if you like," Vader said hopefully.
"No. Not today, not till I know you better. A lot better."
Vader ignored her statement and continued. "Your mother loved these kinda of things, but I couldn't give them to her, because I wasn't extremely wealthy as I am now."
"Tell me about her-my mother."
Vader looked at the ceiling. "She was beautiful. She loved pretty things, and of course she loved politics. She had such a sweet attitude. Why there was this one time-"
"Lord Vader, the Emporer demands that you make contact with him immediately," a stormtrooper interrupted. Leia sighed, annoyed. She was about to learn a small tidbit about her mother, and this stormtrooper had to interrupt! Vader nodded. "Leia, do what you wish, but don't come near the place where I speak to him-I mean the Emporer. I have shielded your presence from him, but if you walk into that room when I'm talking to him, things will go badly." With that, Vader strode out of the room, black cape swooping behind him.
Thank you guys for the reviews! They are my motivation to go on, to write another chapter! And for those of you who are wondering where Padmé is, don't worry! She will be here soon! Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Oh yeah one more thing... If you want me to post another chapter, I'm going to need two more reviews! Thanks!
-Rainstar