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Bail Organa nervously looked down at the com device in his hand. He was unsure if he should be doing this. There was so much danger involved in the task and it worried him. Leia's face flashed in his mind and he looked at his com device again. What he was going to do was dangerous and risky. His entire family could be at risk, but if he didn't then Leia would be in danger. He pressed the button.

A small blue figure was projected out of the com, "Who is this?"

Swallowing as he looked at his old friend, "Obi-Wan, it's Bail. How are you?"

"Tired," Obi-Wan snapped, "It's the middle of the night. You were only supposed to contact me in the case of an emergency."

Bail winced slightly at his friend's tone, "I should have contacted you when it first happened, but I was stupid. I am very sorry. Please forgive me I should-"

"Bail, just tell me what the kriff happened!" Obi-Wan interrupted.

Perhaps, Bail thought to himself, it hadn't been the greatest idea to not check on the time difference, "Darth Vader," he paused again and restarted, "Leia got into trouble and Darth Vader-"

"Will you please get to the point, where is Leia right now?"

"With Darth Vader."

"And how," hissed Obi-Wan, "Did this exactly happen?"

"She got into trouble, but for whatever reason instead of the normal punishment she became his assistant."

"Where are you?"

"Corruscant," Bail answered bracing for the verbal reprimand from the aged Jedi Master.

"CORRUSCANT!" he paused and glared at Bail, "What kriffing part of you thought it would be an excellent idea to bring her near her father!"

"I.. I thought…"

Still yelling, "I don't want to hear your excuses! You, Bail are an idiot. The biggest idiot that I've ever laid my eyes on! The next thing you are going to tell me is that you are starting some underground resistance effort!"

"Well I,"

Obi-Wan's eyes widened in horror and he shook his head, "What part about keeping her safe do you not understand! If this half hatched crazy scheme of yours works, the Empire will hunt you down for being a rebel. You will ultimately be caught and they will take Leia with them. To the Emperor, she is not a human, but a tool to be used. They will torture her to get you to tell them information and during that time, it will not take a lot of poking around to put two and two together and Vader will find out that she is his daughter. WHAT were you thinking?"

Sighing, "Look, you have established the fact that I wasn't thinking-"

"Obviously."

Ignoring Obi-Wan, "But I need help. I made mistakes, but Leia would have come to Corruscant with me at some point anyway, if just to avoid suspicion. Vader doesn't seem to know about her."

"Even if he doesn't know Bail, it won't be long until he notices that she is force-sensitive! You don't bring a force-sensitive right below two Sith Lord's noses!"

"Look, I know that Obi-Wan. There some plants that suppress the Force, therefore every morning at breakfast I serve Leia some tea made from these plants. I am not totally stupid."

Unfortunately for Bail, Obi-Wan was not pleased with the news, "You what! Do you know what that does?"

Bail shook his head.

"You don't give a young kid Force-inhibitors!" he rubbed his head, "Force-inhibitors are dangerous Bail. They are used to insure that dangerous Force-sensitives don't escape, but for young children, especially ones who are growing, the inability to use the Force or connect to it, even for those who aren't Force-sensitive, will have disastrous results. Some of them even go insane!"

"I didn't know."

"You didn't know, but before you had decided on any course of action you should have contacted me! And now if you were to stop giving her the tea, her Force powers might manifest themselves in erratic ways. She will be unable to control them!"

Bail was beginning to regret his decision to contact Obi-Wan. Their conversation hadn't gotten anywhere, and so far he had only been berated for the actions. His actions had been for the best. He couldn't be punished for what he hadn't known.

"How soon can you get off Corruscant?" Obi-Wan asked hesitantly, as if afraid of the answer.

"About that Obi-Wan," Bail began.

His friend seemed to wilt on himself, "Now what?"

"It's going to be another five weeks Obi-Wan before Vader will let her go."

"Great," he muttered, "Just great!"

A loud banging on the door interrupted their conversation, Bail's eyes widened in fear and he hurriedly turned of the com. Dread curled in his stomach as he walked to the door and opened it, before him were two Stormtroopers. Today was simply not his day.

Darth Vader watched with worried eyes as the droids tended to Leia. Next to her Tim sat in a chair and held her hand. It wasn't a normal event, but ever since Leia had come into his life he felt confused. She was different from anyone he had ever met and caused emotions to stir inside of him. He could not understand how she had this ability and it annoyed him. The dark side, which had been a constant friend of his for the last ten years, seemed to no longer be as suffocating. He looked at Leia again, ignoring the pang of jealousy as he observed Tim comforting her.

She was an angel, one he didn't deserve, but he would keep her. He would keep his angel safe, do a better job than he had done last time, anyone who threatened her would find life very unpleasant. His lips curled into a cruel smile, the infiltrators would soon find out what it meant to confront Darth Vader.

Locking the door to Leia's room with the Force, he turned around, the dark side clinging to him. Outside of the medical facility, he saw an imperial speeder landing. Bail Organa had arrived.

Addressing a nearby Stormtrooper, "Do not let Bail Organ leave the building. He is allowed to stay with his daughter, but he is overdue with a long talk with me. I have other urgent matters to attend to."

"Yes sir," saluted the trooper.

He waved the trooper off, as he headed outside. A thought brought him to a stop, as he looked back inside at Leia. The galaxy's most annoying man was coming with her. The insurgents would pay for what they did to Leia and Tim was going to help him. Of course Tim might have different ideas, but he was looking forward to it.

With a swirl of his cape, he stalked back inside and dragged Tim back into the speeder. To his left, he could feel Organa's eyes glaring at him. The man's fear beckoned to him and Vader loved it as he drew power from the dark side. The conversation he would be having with that man later, would be most enlightening.

"Umm Mister Vader," he swung his head around and glared at Tim, "where are we going? Not that I don't appreciate being dragged out here, but…"

"Nothing of your concern. Get into the speeder," Vader growled.

Tim, showing for the first time some common sense, complied. Making sure not to let his eyes off the man, Vader also climbed into the speeder. The ride back to the palace took place in awkward silence.

Vader landed his craft skillfully in the hangar and impatiently waited for Tim to get out.

Having finally gotten out, Tim seemed to regain his former bravo, "Are you going to kill me 'cause I don't think Leia will appreciate it."

He was starting to forget why he kept that idiot alive, "No, and either way I don't think she will care."

"Well we both know that is not true."

Vader's thin amount of patience evaporated and he whirled around to face Tim, as he called onto the Force to choke the man, "Do not presume to know anything about me. You are only alive because you are useful."

Tim's hands moved up to his throat as he tried to remove the invisible clamps around it. Vader watched disinterestedly as he looked at Tim's face scrunched up as he tried to desperately breathe. He could feel the man's fear and he smirked. It wasn't like he had tortured the man, no, the simple act of choking a man brought great fear. He held a man's life in his hands and could kill with a thought, that was what made him feared. Opening his hands he released Tim.

Tim lay on the floor weakly, panting as he tried to regain his breath. He raised his head slightly and glared at Vader. A slight clenching of his fist caused the man to flinch and look away.

"I do not have all day."

Struggling to his feet, Tim turned to Vader, "I apparently do."

He regarded Tim silently, and then turned around walking away. Behind him Tim ran to keep up as they approached the lift.

Leia felt terrible. Her limbs felt as if they were on fire and her eyelids refused to budge. She had a pounding headache and her mouth was parched. There was a familiar voice talking next to her and rubbing her hand. She wanted to open her eyes and see who it was, to ask what had happened, but she couldn't muster the will to open her eyes. Slowly she sank back into sleep.

When she awoke again, a different person was rubbing her hand and talking to her. The ache in her body had subsided and she slowly opened her eyes, wincing at the harsh light streaming through.

"Dad?" she whispered hopefully.

"Oh Leia, I'm here. Daddy is here."

The blurry face of her father hung over her head, blocking out the blinding light. She smiled weakly at him.

"What happened Daddy?" she mumbled.

"Shh, Daddy is here. Everything will be alright."

Smiling she closed her eyes again, giving into the temptation of sleep.

This time when Leia awoke, there was shouting. Slowly she sat up and looked around confused. She was in a medical facility. A pair of droids hovered next to her. As one of them approached her with a needle, she began to recall what had happened. The syringe the droid was holding shattered.

The crash caused her to recoil in shock and she backed away. Items near her were beginning to quiver.

"I am not going to hurt you. I need you to be calm. Take a deep breath. That's it. Do you like water? Imagine a calm lake and calm down. Imagine the water lapping on the beach and the birds circling over head. The water is a little cold, but just the right temperature for swimming. Imagine you are swimming. It's calm and peaceful."

The words echoed in her mind and she desperately latched onto them. The shaking subsided as she imagined a serene lake near her home. The droids next to her moved in a flurry, as they tried to understand what was happening, but Leia continued to focus on the lake.

There were gentle waves lapping along the edges. A younger Leia laughed as she splashed in the waves and as fish swam around her legs. The sun was overhead, making it a comfortable and tranquil temperature. The lake was surrounded by giant trees as they reached to the sky. In the trees birds and mammalian creatures made themselves at home. A small butterfly flew before her and Leia smiled happily. Nothing could harm her here. This was home.

Someone shaking her arm, brought her out of her meditative trance. Annoyed at having her peace interrupted, she glared at the culprit. Next to her stood her father. Leia winced slightly, as she realized who was next to her, but she didn't feel guilty. He had deceived her and insured that she would spend more time than necessary in Lord Vader's company. For that she could not forgive him.

"Are you okay Leia?" he softly asked her.

"No," she whispered and looked away.

Outside the medical room stood a pair of Stormtroopers and fear coiled in her stomach. She didn't know what was going to happen. She didn't know what Lord Vader was going to do. A shiver ran down her spine and she leaned into her father's embrace. Life had become so confusing and she was afraid.

"Leia," her father asked, "What happened?"

"I… I can't tell you."

"Leia, please, I'm scared for you. Can you please tell me what is happening," Bail begged her.

Leia closed her eyes as tears threatened to break through as she heard her father beg, he was so scared, "I'm scared too Dad, but I can't tell you."

"What are you scared of?"

Leia looked outside at the Stormtroopers who were guarding her room, "I don't know what is going to happen… Anything can happen and it scares me. I don't know who I am and I'm so confused. Everything is happening too fast."

She watched her father carefully, as he considered her words, "I can't help you Leia unless I know what is happening."

Leia continued to look outside, as she avoided her father's gaze. A small object near her began to tremble and she took a deep breath, as she tried to calm herself. She remembered the Jedi and how he had threatened her. Weren't the Jedi supposed to help people? Instead of helping her, he had tried to kill her when she had refused his requests.

"Dad, are Jedi good?"

She could feel her father's surprise at her question, "Why do you ask Leia?"

She looked at him imploringly and he continued, "The Jedi were peacekeepers of the Republic and they worked hard to protect everyone. You know they fought in the Clone Wars even though it was against their nature."

"But were they good?"

"I don't know what you mean Leia," Bail said as rubbed his head, "I knew many Jedi personally and they were always trying to help people. There was one Jedi though who.."

Leia nodded as she listened and could feel her father's confusion. He was afraid of the mysterious Jedi and she wondered if it was the same one who had attacked her.

"So there were a lot of good Jedi and then some bad Jedi. It's like politicians, a lot of them are corrupt and stupid, but some of them are good?"

"Umm, yes Leia, like that, although that isn't the example I would use."

She laughed slightly, "Where am I?"

"You were injured, so you are in the Galactic Senate Medcenter. I was trying to check you out, but the troopers won't let me."

Fear blossomed in her heart again, as she regarded the Stormtroopers. She now understood what the shouting was about, but it didn't comfort her. There were too many unknown variables involved.

"Leia," her father interrupted her thoughts, "I am going to do something, so can you just wait here?"

He didn't wait for a reply and left the room. Soon he was arguing with the Stormtroopers again and Leia curled into a small ball, hoping to hide from the world. Life was becoming too confusing too fast.

Darth Vader exited the last cell, the screams of his victim still echoing around. He smirked as he looked at Tim, who looked rather pale. Two Clonetroopers guarded Tim as Vader had gone around extracting information from the infiltrators. Of the original party only two remained, the Jedi and Tim.

"Let's see what the Jedi has to say," still smirking at Tim, "Why don't you come along?"

"Can I pass?" he asked with wide eyes, regarding Vader.

"No."

"Kriff."

That was certainly one way of looking at it. Vader walked to a cell at the end of the hall. The cells at the end had been specifically designed to accommodate Jedi or dark-siders. The door slid open and Vader stepped in, followed by a hesitant Tim.

Chained to the back wall was the Jedi. The position was incredibly uncomfortable, but Vader could not find it in himself to care. That man had tried to kill Leia and he would never forgive him.

"Look, a droid!" taunted the Jedi.

Vader stood still as he regarded the idiot. The Jedi was a greater idiot than Tim, which was saying something.

"Are you gonna kill me, 'cause I'm not 'elling you anything," he seemed to notice Tim, "Well look at what the droid dragged in, a traitor. So you joining the Empire, wouldn't have thought so with your history."

Tim stepped forward angrily, "Well I didn't sign up to kill little girls!"

The Jedi laughed weakly, "What a joke. You think you're gonna live after Vader has no more use for you? You're a bigger idiot than I thought."

"I'm not an idiot!"

Vader had to disagree on that one, but stayed silent as the Jedi continued his accusations, "Yes you are. But back to the point. I admit to being impressed that you went over to the Empire, I'd never imagined it be you; after all they killed your family if you don't remember."

Tim glared at the Jedi, his anger becoming more evident, "Funny that you should mention that, 'cause I see no difference between you and the Empire. You both kill innocents! You wanted to kill an innocent girl, but for now the Empire is going to protect her. I'll do anything I can to protect her."

"Innocent!" spat the Jedi, "She's going to be the next Vader. She's got enough power and what do you think Vader will be doing? When I get out of here, I'll kill her first. She's dangerous."

Anger swarmed Vader and he stepped forward, but Tim was faster and punched the Jedi in the nose, "I'm never going to let you hurt her."

"And you are never going to leave this detention block alive," Vader added as he began to choke the Jedi.

A knock on the cell door, interrupted the interrogation. Peeved Vader stepped outside, as he stared at the Clonetrooper who had interrupted him.

"Sir, we have a message from the medical facility, some Bail Organa."

"I'll be right there," Vader replied and turned back to the cell.

Inside the cell, the Jedi looked at him fearfully. For having been repulsed by the previous prisoner's treatments, Tim had been surprisingly helpful. Hate was a powerful ally.

"This enlightening conversation is not over yet," Vader rumbled ominously and he let a medical droid float in.

Tim, looking rather displeased also stepped out of the cell with Vader, "What's happening?"

"We are going back to the medical facility."

"Shouldn't you, I don't know," Tim began, "Wash up first. Like isn't it a health hazard."

Any good feelings, Vader may have been feeling to Tim vanished, even though he brought up a good point. One couldn't enter a medical facility covered in contaminants.

"Tim, you still have a lot of explaining to do."

He gulped and looked down at his feet, "Can we do that after we talk to Leia?"

"No, we can do it on the way."

"Okay, so just a pleasant talk?"

Vader wanted to sigh. Tim was beyond normal comprehension, the man was a bunch of bundled up paradoxes and irrational. Irrational people annoyed Vader, politicians also annoyed Vader. Fools and idiots were also annoying, but perhaps the reason was because they were all irrational. But even though Tim was all these things, there was something endearing about the man, which also annoyed him.

Grabbing a needle, he pricked Tim's arm and handed the blood sample to a nearby droid, "Run all tests on this and find any correlating information."

"Hey," Tim shouted, "You can't do that!"

"I can and I will."

A little bit later, Vader landed by the medical facility. He was rather sure that Organa wished to talk with him on the com to clear his daughter's release, but he wasn't about to let that happen. Reaching out with the Force he felt Leia's scared Force-signature. The Force hummed around her and Vader desperately hoped that the Emperor hadn't picked up on it, wouldn't that be an awkward conversation.

Vader slowly built a barrier around the medical facility as he entered. Leia was unsurprisingly aware of his presence. She sat on the bed and seemed to curl away from the world. He frowned slightly, despite her having a traumatic experience, the Force shouldn't be acting so erratically around her.

Leia bolted upright out of her father's embrace, as she felt Lord Vader's presence. It was swarming around her and she recoiled from it. Everything felt all of a sudden tainted and oily. She looked outside the window and saw Lord Vader exiting his speeder, behind him was Tim. She sat rigidly, as she watched him approach.

"Leia, what's wrong?" her father whispered.

Leia didn't reply and continued to stare outside. Slowly, as if by some invisible force, Lord Vader turned around and stared at her. An item near her began to tremble and she scooted back against the bed, as far as she could go. Her father seemed to notice the trembling item and he picked it up. His wide eyes stared into Leia's own.

"What is it Organa? I am a busy man you know," Lord Vader's voice boomed into the medical room, shocking Leia and her father.

Bravely Bail stood up to face Lord Vader, "I wish to know if I can take Leia home?"

Lord Vader walked farther into the room, and Leia watched him with wide eyes as another object began to tremble. Lord Vader's black helmet turned to face her and she stared at the helmet, where she believed his eyes to be.

"That will not be possible Organa, although we do have some things to talk about."

Her father swallowed, "May I ask why? I'm brought here and my daughter appears to be traumatized, but won't tell me why and I cannot take her home!"

Lord Vader lifted his hand in a warning gesture, "Tim will remain with your daughter and we will have this talk elsewhere."

"Like hell! I'm not leaving my daughter with a stranger."

Another item was beginning to shake and she noticed how her father seemed to move slightly, as if to block it from view.

Lord Vader continued undeterred, "Then I will stay with your daughter and you can have a talk with Tim," he turned to Tim handing him a datapad, "Please take the dear Senator to another room, and ask him the questions on the datapad. I want a recording."

Tim stepped forward and grabbed her father, "Lord Vader, I'm not really good at this sort of stuff."

"It doesn't matter, just go."

With a backwards glance, Tim left the room, leaving Leia alone with Lord Vader. Various other items in the room were beginning to shake. Lord Vader sat down next to her and she watched him fearfully, as he extended a hand towards her. Slowly the shaking objects stilled.

"We are really going to have to work on control."

Leia looked at him incredulously, "Excuse me?"

Lord Vader stood up and looked down at her, "I would rather not have the Emperor know you are Force-sensitive. It would be a very unpleasant affair."

"What's going to happen now?"

Lord Vader grabbed her hand gently, "You are going to come home with me, and we will work on your control," he looked down at the floor and the shards of glass, "Which you apparently need a lot of help with."

Leia nodded, but she was still afraid and confused, "I don't understand."

"I don't either Princess, this shouldn't be happening. None of this makes sense, but I am going to help you."

"What about Tim?"

"How attached are you?" Lord Vader asked looking into her eyes, "Because he is one of the most annoying men, I've ever met."

Leia frowned and looked away, "I like him, he's nice. Please don't kill him."

A hand moved onto her head and she flinched, "I won't Princess, I won't."

Leia sat there for a couple minutes looking outside the window. Lord Vader's presence, which still seemed to contaminate everything, no longer felt as threatening. Instead it was like a warm blanket that enveloped her to protect her.

"What are you going to do to my Daddy?"

She looked at Lord Vader again, when he didn't reply. She might be mad at him, but he was still her father and she loved him. He was always looking out for her and making silly mistakes, but he was a good Dad. Sometimes he would spoil her and cause her mother to shake her head in exasperation, but that was the worst he did.

"You know you promised to tell me why you were mad at him."

"He didn't tell me that he caused my punishment to be prolonged."

A strange feeling of sadness rolled over her and she looked up in shock at Lord Vader, realizing she was feeling his emotions.

"I'm sorry Leia, but that is what happens. Your father will be fine, maybe a bit scared, but he'll be fine."

"Thank you," Leia whispered and she closed her eyes. A strong urge to sleep overcame her and for a moment she struggled, but then gave in to be swept off to the land of dreams.

Darth Vader regarded Leia's sleeping form. Part of him felt guilty using a Force-suggestion, but he hurriedly pushed that out of his mind. Locking the door to Leia's room behind him, Vader stalked out. He and Organa had a lot to talk about, like why his daughter caused the Force to behave so erratically. She had no conscious control and it was highly irregular. There was also the dilemma of who was behind the attack on his palace.

Noticing the guarded door, Vader swept into the room. Inside Organa sat in a chair, while Tim stood before him with slumped shoulders reading off the questions.

"So, umm, wha, what were you,"

"Tim you're terrible," Vader interrupted.

"Hey, I warned you, and I'm not that terrible."

"On the contrary, I think Leia could do this better than you do and she is only ten."

Tim stood up with an annoyed look and thrust the datapad at him. Vader accepted it and placed it on a nearby table, before turning to face Organa again. Tim stepped back cautiously from him, as he advanced on Bail, apparently aware of his anger. Bail seemed to have noticed that also for he was sinking back into his chair as far as he could.

"Tell me senator," Vader hissed as his hand wrapped around Organa's throat, "Did you really consider me that stupid?"

With an unrestrained roar of fury, Vader threw the senator across the room, "Tell me!"

Bail got up slowly, "I'm not going to tell you anything. She is my daughter!"

Vader regarded Bail in confusion at his comment. Turning his confusion into more anger to fuel the darkside, he approached Organa again. The senator backed away against the wall, where Vader used the Force to pin him.

"It doesn't matter whose daughter she is, but I am more concerned about the fact that I was attacked in my own home and that your daughter is unable to control her Force ability."

"What?"

Vader's fury began to build up even more, as he once again reached out to choke the senator. He wanted nothing more to kill the annoying senator. The annoyed face of his Master or rather the subsequent use of Force-lightning to punish his apprentice, stilled his hand. Killing Organa would have absolutely no benefit and only bring suspicion down upon himself.

Vader released his hold onto Organa and watched the man slump down on the ground. His lips curled into a sneer of distaste. The senator always tried to appear heroic and courageous, while in truth he was nothing but a coward.

"You know that your daughter is Force-sensitive, right?"

"Yes," he croaked.

"What in the galaxy were you thinking? Do you even have a brain? You don't bring a force-sensitive right below two Sith Lord's noses! Do you even care for your daughter?" Vader practically bellowed.

Not waiting for a reply, Vader paced the room, "She is just a little girl and you brought her to Corruscant, the known residence of two Sith Lords! Now you are going to tell me what goes on in the laser fried brain of yours. How were you planning on hiding her Force-sensitivity?"

Vader started at Bail imploringly, who seemed to be unable to register what was happening. The senator's insistence on trying to find a way to keep Leia from his presence, all of a sudden made sense. How the idiot was planning on hiding his daughter's sensitivity, did not.

Organa seemed to have recovered from his small panic attack and decided to be smart for once and talk, "There are some leaves on Alderaan that suppress someone's Force ability."

Vader could feel the onset of a headache, "You don't give a young kid Force-inhibitors. What part of you thought it was a good idea to mess around with that. No surprise that Leia can't control her Force ability," he paused to glare at Organa again, "Go, just go."

"Thank you Lord Vader, you're being very generous."

Vader closed his eyes as he counted to ten. Tim stood in the doorway with his mouth open wide. Ignoring Tim, Vader strode out of the room to check on Leia gain. To his horror, the senator was already there trying to get in.

"And what do you think you are doing?"

"Taking my daughter home, Lord Vader."

"I don't remember allowing that," Vader lifted Organa against the wall, "Because of your mistake Leia is in danger and I am not going to allow her to be in danger. Therefore she will be staying with me at all times, until she is fully able to control her Force-ability."

"I understand," Organa squeaked out.

Vader smiled slightly beneath his helmet and let him drop to the ground. He watched with satisfaction as the senator hurried out of the medical facility. Using the Force to unlock the door, he strode into the room.

"Caden?"

One of the Clonetroopers stepped forward, "I want you to prepare a room for Leia at the palace."

"Yes my Lord, I'll see that it is done."

Obi-Wan smiled as he watched the young Skywalker play out in the sand. The boy truly looked like his father, but had his mother's personality.

"Ben!" came a shout fro his left, surprising the old Jedi Master enough to drop his sandwich.

"Luke," Obi-Wan groaned, "You got sand all over my lunch!"

The boy smiled at him unabashedly, "I'm very sorry for scaring you Ben."

Obi-Wan gave Luke a mock glare as he wiped the sand of his lunch, while Luke was much like his mother, he had Anakin's ability to sneak up on people, "My lunch, dirty it is."

"You're talking funny," he wrinkled his nose and then smiled again, "You haven't been around lately, so I didn't get to tell of my dream. Well… I don't think it was a dream, but Uncle Owen says it was."

"What was it about?" Obi-Wan asked careful to keep any worry from his voice.

Luke leaned in closer and whispered, "There was a beautiful girl and I gave her a glass marble. That's how I know it was real because the marble disappeared with her."

"Oh really Luke?"

"That's right Ben," Luke paused dramatically, "And she waved to me!"

"Well in that case it must be real, so how did she look like?"

With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Obi-Wan listened to Luke prattle on a long description of a girl he knew to be named Leia. Life was just complicated.

"And guess what Ben… I dreamt of her again," Luke paused as if considering something, "Do you know who has yellow eyes?"

Obi-Wan was feeling extremely nervous now.

"There were two people with yellow eyes. One of them was attacking the girl and the other one was defending her. It was really strange because they had these weird swords made of light and they were of different color. The yellow eyed man defending her had a red sword, and the attacker had a blue sword," Luke paused and frowned, "She was scared though."

Something buzzed in Obi-Wan's pocket and he turned back to Luke, "I've got to go Luke, but we can talk later okay."

Luke smiled and gave him a hug before running off again. Obi-Wan watched him run away with a small content smile before turning back to his comlink. He was going to murder Bail.

Bail's image appeared, "Obi-Wan! Vader knows-"

"Bail please shut up. You made a mistake, deal with it. I cannot help you without endangering Luke and this call is already doing that."

The comlink turned off despite the protests already coming out of Bail's mouth. Obi-Wan looked up at the sky and smiled sadly. He desperately hoped that Luke would not be their last hope.

An enjoyable chapter to write. Things are starting to become very interesting.

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