A.N. I guess I've been watching too much Indiana Jones because I borrowed a bit. Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews. I really appreciate your sticking with my fic.

"So…"Leia's voice trailed off as she entered the cabin and viewed Han lying on the bed, shirtless. "How are you feeling?" she asked, finally.

"Awful," he responded. "Come kiss me better."

It was a wonderful offer from her scoundrel, but one she was a bit surprised he was making. "You don't care then?" she blurted out.

"I asked you to kiss me."

"You've asked lots of people to kiss you. I mean… Vader…"

"Come here," Han said, reaching out and pulling her to his side.

He could hear them – Solo and his daughter in the other cabin. Why in seven hells should have to listen to that arrogant smuggler seduce his child? He looked at Padmé, lying on the bunk pale and unmoving like the way she looked in the holovid of her funeral procession, and he knew he wouldn't interrupt his daughter's tryst. If she truly loved Solo… her feelings might not say anything wonderful about her judgment, but he wouldn't wish her more pain.

The door to the cabin slid open and Luke entered. The boy turned red as he recognized the sounds permeating the wall, then looked at Vader. "We're only a few clicks away now. "

Luke sat on the floor beside his father's chair. Maybe it was nerves, actually choosing to be in a room with his father, the Sith lord because he suddenly blurted, "This is what I wanted – all my life – all I wanted was a family. Well, that and to leave Tatooine."

"We have that in common. The day I learned Padmé was pregnant was the happiest day of my life. I thought nothing could be better than her confessing her love for me, then making her my wife – even if it was a secret. But we were at war and she was constantly in danger. And then I came back to Coruscant and she met me and told me and… It just seemed like finally we would concentrate on the most important things – our love and our future together… "

"And now you can have that."

Vader laughed bitterly and loudly. From the other side of the cabin there was a curse and then silence.

"The universe has taken from me all my life. I should be grateful for the miracle that has reunited us but…I don't think I can bear losing her again."

The door slid open again and a flushed Leia entered. "We should be at Dagobah in a few clicks."

Vader nodded his head.

"She'll be fine. Yoda will know…"

He turned towards his son. "I wish I had your faith."

"Master Yoda would say that is why we fail. So you must believe, Father."

"Do you think that's why she…" Leia whispered in a voice filled with anguish. "I denied her. Maybe it's my fault. I feel…"

She waited for Luke or Vader to deny the feeling she had had ever since Padmé had crumpled on Tatooine.

"Is the force telling you that?" Luke asked.

Vader watched as Leia's expression grew even darker. "I have no answers, Leia. But this has happened before so you should not blame yourself."

She looked up at him slowly, then nodded.

"Why did you deny her, Leia. Doesn't she look the way you remembered?"

"You remembered her?" Vader asked.

Leia's eyes were bright with unshed tears. "I just didn't want to believe. All those years I …" she broke off. "Excuse me."

Han cornered her in the galley. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"I thought you didn't mind about Vader."

"I don't. Doesn't mean I want him listening."

"Or Luke," Leia muttered.

"Next time we'll make sure we're in a cabin far, far away."

"Who said there will even be a next time, nerfherder?"

Han just smirked. "You can't get rid of me that easily, Your Worshipfulness."

Back in his cabin, Luke sighed feeling unaccountably restless. He kept thinking of flame-red hair and emerald green eyes. Maybe he should ask Lando if he and Chewie had found the assassin yet? She was just one more threat to worry about, having escaped in the confusion while they all huddled about his mother on Tatooine.