A/N. This is for Lord Darth Yoda and another reviewer who requested that Luke and Leia experience Force visions of each other. Luke and Leia had some ideas about where the story should go, too, and their Force visions of each other grew into Force appearances! As a result, this installment is organized differently than the previous ones, switching back and forth between the two children's POVs. Thank you to both reviewers for the suggestion.

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It was a windy day. Sand and warm air blasted against the sides of the speeder, and Luke thanked the stars above (an expression he had heard from Owen and the only phrase of his uncle's that Beru allowed him to use) that the speeder had a good windshield. On Owen's last speeder, the glass had been cracked, and it had taken them several years to be able to afford a new one. Tosche station, the size of a toy, rapidly grew to its proper size as the speeder zoomed over the ground.

Owen stopped it in front of the building and hopped down. "Do you want to come in with me to get the new vaporizer parts I ordered, Luke?"

Luke shook his head. One of the older boys had teased him last time he went to the station, and he wasn't looking forward to facing him again, even with Uncle Owen's protection.

"All right, then. Stay right there." Uncle Owen turned off the speeder and trudged inside.

Luke slid over into Owen's seat, which felt hot against his thighs. He twisted the steering wheel back and forth, mimicking the low rumble of the speeder under his breath. If only he could fly it…

Luke grinned. Maybe he could! Uncle Owen would probably forbid him from doing it, but he had always doubted Luke's ability to do the smallest tasks with the machines on the farm: Luke had already proved him wrong several times. Besides, he had watched Uncle Owen pilot the speeder many times, and he was sure he could handle it. He glanced up at Tosche Station; There was still no sign of his uncle returning.

Grinning, Luke flicked the switches and pushed the proper buttons. The speeder came to life beneath him with a smooth, steady drone. He steered the land speeder slowly around the sun-baked buildings and pointed it toward a stretch of empty sand and wind. It was fun, but Luke was rapidly becoming bored. The terrain was just so flat here, and surely the speeder could go so much faster.

He adjusted the controls on the panel, and the speeder leaped forward. Luke whooped with excitement and set it another speed higher. Now, this is more like it! If only Uncle Owen could see this.

There was a cluster of rock landforms in front of him, but Luke knew they wouldn't be a problem. All he had to do was make sure he gave himself plenty of time to maneuver around…

He had misjudged. Luke screamed as suddenly the giant rocks were right in front of him. He spun the wheel desperately, punching any button his fingers fell on. The speeder was going too fast, and he couldn't control it!

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"Class, please mark that information on your data pads. You'll need to remember it for the test," the teacher said, pacing at the front of the room.

Leia Organa stifled a yawn. She reached down to tap her screen, but suddenly instead of seeing the screen of her data pad, everything was pitch black. Around Leia it was warm, and there was something touching her shoulder. Inside the almost wet, almost webby skin that touched her, she could feel the thud of a tiny heartbeat. Then she was on stumpy legs, toddling toward Bail Organa who was clapping; Now she saw a Stormtrooper, one who was too short in her opinion, entering a cell. The images spun and whirled into a dizzying array of noise and colors, and she could no longer discern any of it.

Suddenly, one of the images resolved into a boy driving a land speeder. He was zooming far too fast, and if he didn't turn right now, he was going to-

Crash! The speeder smacked the rock and fell onto the sand, rolling over like a wounded beetle. The little boy's body was launched onto the sand.

"No!" Leia screamed. Impulsively, she stumbled a step forward, but she fell. Her knees hit the ground, and she found her palms were sinking into powdery sand.

She scrambled back to her feet, shaking a shower of sand from her clothing (ugh, so much sand!), and ran to the boy's side. Something felt oddly familiar and comfortable about him, like being in the warm, safe, dark place.

Leia shook her head, exasperated with herself. This wasn't the time, because the boy wasn't safe. He was in real danger!

She bent over him and realized he was glowing blue.

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Luke groaned and tried to reach up. He could feel the brush of a fly against his shoulder. He wanted to flick it off, but his fingers felt so swollen and clumsy…

"Wake up!" a voice said, right in his ear.

Luke gazed up blearily and saw a girl wearing a white dress and two hair buns. It took an effort to force the words out. "What? Who 'r you?"

"My name's Leia," she said. Luke felt attracted to her like there was a winch between them, yanking them closer together. There was just one thing that looked odd-

"Why're you blue?" Luke asked.

She frowned. "Don't be silly! You're the one who's blue! You must have bumped your head really hard."

"My head?" Luke mumbled. The sun's rays were so bright, piercing his eyes like blaster fire, and all he wanted to do was close them. Close them, and sleep in the dark, in the dark and warmth and peace he had felt before the girl had woken him up. It seemed like the girl and that dream of the dark were opposites, but somehow something about them felt the same… Luke's eyes drooped closed.

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The boy had a swelling, purple bump on his forehead. Leia figured he must have hit his head on the speeder during the crash. She didn't know much about injuries, but on all the medical holodramas she'd seen, they had never let people fall asleep when they looked like that. And now his eyes were closing!

"No, stop! You can't go to sleep!" she yelped, shaking his shoulders. She took a deep breath and started to babble whatever popped into her mind. If only she could get him to answer…"What's your name? Who are your parents?"

"Luke," the boy mumbled, his voice slurred. "An' my parents are dead."

"Mine are, too," Leia said. Her heart flooded with sudden sympathy, newfound understanding, and the connection between them strengthened. It was overshadowed, though, by the hope she felt at hearing him speak. This is good; I have to keep him interested. Interested meant awake, and awake meant alive.

"I live with my adopted mom and dad, though," she continued. "You hear me, Luke? They're the best in the whole galaxy. Who do you live with, Luke?"

Luke shifted on the sand with a moan, and his wide, bleary eyes tried to focus. "My aunt. 'An my uncle."

"Where are they, Luke? Are they coming?" Leia asked, shading her eyes with her hand and desperately scanning the landscape. All she could see was sand, sand, more sand, and- there! Some type of tan, sun-baked building! And outside of it, she thought she could spot small figures sprinting around.

"They're coming, Luke! Hold on. I'll sit here so it isn't so bright. There, is that better?" She shifted so her slender form cast a shadow over the boy. "It's so hot here. I don't know if I could stand it if my planet had two suns. Do you like having two suns?"

Luke didn't answer, just blinked at her.

"Listen, Luke!" she pleaded. "Hear the speeders? Stay awake just a little longer, Luke, I know they're coming to get you!"

"How do you know?" the boy murmured.

"I'm hoping," Leia said resolutely, squeezing the boy's hand. "My daddy says to never give up hope."

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One moment he was lying on his back, staring up at the sun with a little girl who glowed blue and kept talking on and on about things he couldn't remember, but that had something to do with the dark, Owen's land speeder, and hope. The next thing he knew he was gazing up at his uncle's concerned face.

"Luke, are you all right?"

"The little girl. Who was blue. Where is she?" Luke asked.

Owen's face wrinkled in confusion. "I didn't see a little girl, Luke."

"There was one. Her name was-" Luke paused. He thought it had started with an "l"; Lillian, or maybe Louise? Or was it an I? "I don't remember her name," Luke said.

Owen smoothed Luke's hair back from his face to inspect his bruised forehead. "Whatever you say, Luke," he said kindly, obviously believing the story was a delusion prompted by his injury. "You took quite a bump to your head there. Do you see her now?"

"No," Luke said. He wished he could.

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Two men had driven up in a speeder and leaped out. Leia had tried to talk to them, even tapped one on the elbow, but they hadn't been able to see or hear her. As the older man had cradled Luke safely in his arms, he, the sand, and the smashed land speeder had begun to fade.

Leia awoke to find herself slumped over her desk, her face smooshed against her data pad.

"Leia?" Her teacher was at her side, tapping her. "Leia, are you okay?"

She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Yeah. I guess- I guess I just had a dream."

Her teacher looked worried. Leia was usually an enthusiastic student, and she had never fallen asleep in class before. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Leia said. Whatever had happened, it was growing foggy, and she wasn't sure if she would be able to explain it to anyone. She couldn't even remember the little boy's name.

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That night, she remembered that in the world in her vision there had been two suns. Her cool bed sheets rustled as she pushed them back and placed her bare toes on the ground. She tiptoed over to the window and imagined the twin suns sinking below the horizon. The first stars were beginning to pop out against the deepening twilight; Somewhere out there in them was her little boy. Leia blew the stars a kiss. "Goodnight," she whispered.

On Tatooine, Luke lay in his bed. He turned his head to look out the window and thought of the little girl. Usually what he could see out his window of the galaxy with its billions of planets and twinkling stars looked ginormous, but today it seemed small. Because somewhere on one of those planets was his own rescuing angel. He felt like he was getting too old for kisses (and at the same time was too young for them), but he would make an exception for her. Luke kissed his fingertips and waved them toward the stars. "Goodnight," he whispered back.