Dedicated to:LynnSoloSkywalker

"She's stable now." Olio's voice was much calmer than it had been earlier.

"Do we know what caused this?" Dakin asked, he had also regained his composure.

"No. She was perfectly fine." Leia continued to listen as Olio told Dakin all of her medical information.

Her eyes felt to heavy to open. Just like her body felt magnetized to the bed. At least she felt cleaner than when she passed out. While not happy about someone else doing it, she appreciated it being done. Just the thought of laying here for hours in blood made her skin crawl.

"How are the babies?"

That was a question she did want to know the answer too, even if she couldn't be the one to ask it.

"As far as I can tell, they are good. It was a rather close call though. Whatever happened, happened fast and struck hard. I cant find a single trace of it though."

"Did she do it on purpose?" How could Dakin ask such a stupid question? "Why else would she have had this?" Leia assumed he was holding up some object, due to the shadow that was cast over her eyes.

"I don't believe so. She often tells me how she cant wait for the twins to be born. To hold a piece of her husband again." She was rather impressed that Olio would say that in her defense. "As for that, I have no clue where she would even find something like that."

"I do not regret taking her." He was ignoring Olio's last comment, "She is the last piece of the puzzle to rebuild the Empire. If she would accept her destiny and come over to the Dark Side, things would be much easier for her. This whole episode might have been due to stress." Dakin's voice was getting rather annoying. Leia was starting to wish he would shut-up or leave. "So, is there anyway to explain the blood?"

"I'll ask her a few questions once she awakens, but for now, let her rest. It might explain the bruise on her palm as well." Bruise? What bruise was Olio talking about?

She gently clenched her fists, testing both. In her right had there was no pain, but in her left, a burning pain shot up her arm. Making her wince involuntarily.

"Princess?" She felt his fingers on her right arm instantly.

"My-" She said through clenched teeth.

"The twins are fine. Its you we are worried about now." Dakin broke off her statement.

She released a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, relief washing through her at his statement.

With a struggled effort, she pulled her eyes open to stare at the blindingly white room around her. Dakin was standing to her left, dressed in a beige suit similar to the ones Luke always wore. Olio was on the left, in his usual doctor attire, assessing her vitals.

"My hand." She squeezed her sore hand again, recalling what had been in it before she passed out.

"Yes, while on the subject-" Dakin dangled the small sack she had pulled out from underneath the bed over her face. "Where did you get this? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"What? No!" She was flabbergasted at his question, she wanted to smack him for being so stupid, but that would require too much effort. "It was under my bed! I want an explanation for it being there!"

"This, Princess, is very dark stuff." Dakin explained.

Right up his ally, no wonder he knew all about it.

"This is something you have or have placed upon you when death is desired." Dakin continued, both Olio and Leia listened intently, "To even have this on the ship!"

Suddenly, Dakin was struggling for words through his anger, "If I find the person responsible for this being on the ship they will suffer unimaginable consequences!"

"What is it?" Leia pressed.

"Its something along the lines of a curse. Like I said, death is the only result it can produce. Where did you get this again?"

"Well its not like I packed it when you kidnapped me! I found it underneath my bed! It burned my hand whenever I touched it!" Leia extended her bruised palm out for Dakin's examination.

"Under your bed? So someone put it there?"

"Well I didn't put it there." Leia's arm was pulled back by Olio so he could examine the bruise.

Dakin scanned over the small pack once more, his face scrunched in thought.

"Well, someone wanted to seriously get rid of you or the twins." Dakin was no longer looking at the small sack, but instead intensely looking at Leia. "Have you noticed anyone that might have these some sort ill intention towards you?"

"I was forced here against my will, haven't really tried to connect or be pleasant with anyone since I got here,"

"I can attest to that." Olio added, stilling examining Leia's hand.

"So, gee, it could be anyone!" Leia wanted to laugh at what Olio had said, but it wasn't the time.

A small chuckle did slip, earning a disapproving look from Dakin.

"Well, who all has had access to the room?" Dakin overlooked Leia's slip-up.

"Cleaners, servers, me, you," Olio counted off the people on his free hand. "You did say that this was the hand you used when you picked up the sack?"

"Yes." Leia turned her attention over to Olio.

"Well, it was made specifically for you. Assuming of course, this is a strand of your hair?" Dakin had the sack up close to his face, holding it hesitantly there.

A long stand of dark hair was wrapped around the opening of the sack like a ribbon.

Leia held back any comment she wanted to make. Fear was consuming her being. What if there were other things like that stashed around the ship or her room? Tonight she had been lucky, apparently. Next time she might not be. There was no way for her to brace herself for anything either. She had no idea what she was up against with this. The next assault could being just sitting and waiting for her to walk into completely unaware.

"Koki!" Dakin barked, startling Leia out of her train of thought.

Instantly, Leia recognized the purple alien. She was the one who had sniffed her bed and what not! She could have been the one who placed the sack under her bed!

"I want you to monitor the princess' room from now on."

"Is there some kind of-" Leia's lips had began to curl into a snarl when Koki spoke. "situation?"

"No, just want to make sure our future generation is safe." Dakin's smile was icy, tucking the object in his hand out of Koki's view.

"I'm going to wrap your hand. Please try to refrain from using it for a while." Olio instructed Leia, forcing her attention back to him.

"Right." Leia agreed, suddenly wanting to be out of this room and in her shower.

"Princess," Dakin had just excused Koki from the room, "please, be careful. The twins you're carrying are the future of our existence. Nothing can happen to them."

Leia returned his cold stare. Sure he meant every word he said, but it wasn't out of genuine concern for the twins. It was for the conservation of his 'Dark Side', not their well being.

"I wouldn't endanger my children on purpose." She hissed back at Dakin, who seemed unsurprised at her tone.

"Right," He looked her in the eyes, she could feel him swirling in her mind. Trying to see if she was hiding something.

Then, she dropped a wall in her mind, blocking him from reading into her life and thoughts. She knew the second Dakin realized she had done it, because he narrowed his eyes at her.

"I would like to return to my room now."

"We're going to move you. You have two choices." Dakin's voice has some hidden pleasure in it. "You can share a room with Olio and his wife or you can have a room the is conjoined with mine. A lock on your side of the door of course. Either way, you'll have both of us on either side of you."

Leia's glare should have been cutting him in two, or it would if looks could kill.

With a sigh, she confessed she would rather have a room of her own than share one. Olio even looked very relieved to hear this.

"Your stuff has been moved, I'm sure you're very tired. Lets get you to your new room and in bed." Dakin was back to wearing his sickeningly sweet sarcastic smile.

Leia slowly brought her feet over the edge of the bed, making sure to make no sudden movements.

"That's it." Olio's voice encouraged her.

Leia was moved from the bed, to a chair, then wheeled to her new room. Shockingly, it wasn't the same everything. Where her other room had been so bland with one color, this one had several arrays of blue, white, and cream colors. It had a huge window at the back of it, even several pieces of furniture were scattered throughout it. Much more homey then her last room.

"Let us know if you need anything." Dakin said just before leaving for his room.

"I need to go home." She retorted.

"Good-night Princess." Dakin closed the door, with a yawn.

Leia stood for a moment before walking over to the blue and white bed.

She eased open the nightstand drawer next to her bed; then smiled.

She took out the pad and pen-like object with it.

She'd made a habit out of writing letters to her husband, documenting everything that happened with the twins. She would write about every update she would get. One of her favorite things to write about was how much she hated Dakin. She would write saying how she couldn't wait for Han to be able to meet the twins. How she couldn't wait to be wrapped in his arms again.

She may not get to send the letters to Han, but it made her feel better to write everything down. One day she'll be able to give all the letter to Han and he can read them and feel as if he had experienced everything with her.

This letter wouldn't be a happy one though, she was going to write about all the fear she had felt when everything that had just happened, happened. Writing every detail down so Han can feel everything she felt. Every tremor of fear. Every tear she shed out of happiness. Everything.

Sorry there was no Han and Luke in this one. But I figured it was time I give you an update (I've been trying for days but my sister kept distracting me with Primeval and S. Darko). LOL. Well, tell me what you think! THANKS FOR READING!

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