Untold Secrets

By Skywalker's Dream
September 2000
Revised January 2002

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, nor do I want to. I'm not sure I could handle fans as messed up as me. None of the characters belong to me either, not even the tiny bugs in the forest so please don't yell at me if they don't know how to behave. I am just a tool with the sole purpose of cranking out useless drivel to entertain myself and hopefully a few others in this day of Luke and Mara starvation.

Summary: Luke discovers a person forgotten from his childhood. However, when his past meets his present strange things develop. How Luke deals with it could directly affect the course of his future.

Setting: This story takes place sometime in the Star Wars universe. Where exactly I don't know, but definitely after Darksaber and before the events in The Hand of Thrawn Doulogy. I tend not to follow a strict timeline so you do the math.

Thanks to my wonderful beta Sherry!!!! For putting up with me through this one. You are the best!

Chapter 10

Leia paced the length of the waiting room inside the medical wing of the Imperial Palace. Han and the others had arrived an hour ago and they had taken Luke and Mara straight here. She had met him there a short time later to find no information what's so ever. No matter how often she asked no one had any information on her brother's condition or that of his companion. She was left with what her imagination offered her, and it was driving her crazy to say the least. As hard as she tried she could not since her brother. Normally they could since each other if they were within the same general area. Such as if they were both anywhere in the palace. She knew she was on the same floor as him yet she felt nothing. It did nothing to calm her nerves.

What did he think he was doing? she thought to herself, totally absorbed in her own turbulent feelings. What did they want from him, this time? Why can't he be left alone? Oh Luke, I am sorry. I wish I could give you the things you want most. You think I don't know, but I see the way you look at my family. I know you want one of your own. If there were a way, I would give it to you in a heartbeat. Please Luke, please do not leave me. I want you to be happy, please, you can still be happy, don't give up now.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she failed to realize a doctor entered the room. It was not until Han got up and touched her arm that she turned and noticed. Her thoughts were pushed away at the opportunity to gather some information. The doctor was an aging gentleman with graying hair and tired brown eyes. He was taller then most standing in the room save Chewie, but he did not seem intimidating. He entered the room with a weary step and stopped in front of Leia.

"How are they?" she asked, as those around her, Lando, Han, Chewie, and Karred stepped closer.

"We have them stabilized," he explained, his voice held the hint of regret. "However they are still unconscious." It had come as no surprise. Han had explained to her that while they were both awake and alert when they were picked up, and continued to be for most of the trip, but they had failed to awaken the final morning before they landed. The reason was unsure though they all had their suspicions. It made them rush even faster to get them both much needed medical attention. "Both of them had to be treated for exposure. Everything seems well, we are sure they will pull through."

"Do you know why they are unconscious?" Karred asked.

"We are not certain, of course. We are still waiting for a few tests results to come back in, but at best guess it is a result of the absence of the drug. They were in fact addicted and the lack of the substance in their system is having a profound effect on their bodies."

"When can we see them?" Leia asked, looking longingly at the door she knew separated her from her brother.

"Soon," he assured her. "But not for long. You have to understand something about their condition. We have mentioned the substance they have been subjected to, but I am not sure you understand the full effect of this on humans. It was created for very shady reasons, and is extremely addictive. We are just not sure what all will be damaged by this. They were under its influence for nearly two months. That is a very long time. Not something we would recommend. I am afraid I am going to have to send them to detox for a week, two at most."

"Is it that bad?" Leia asked. She thought sure that once they were out of physical danger they would be allowed to go home, that the people around them would be able to take care of their needs. But this doctor was not even giving them the opportunity.

"If you want then off the drug, then I think this is a necessary step," the doctor explained. He paused for a minute. Giving Leia the time she needed to digest the information. They had all been searching for months for the location of the two of them. Now that they finally had them home they were being told that they could not come home. "I'm going to warn you that when they wake up, they may have trouble cooping with what happened," the doctor said, interrupting her thoughts, and adding more to her chaotic feelings. "The effects vary in every person. We'll not know for sure until they awaken."

"And when will that be?" Han asked. Leia looked at her husband, then to everyone else in the room. There would be more here, she knew. When the word got out more people would arrive to show their support, and wait the coming of news. The room would be fuller because of the amount of people that would want to be here. They were a large group, when everyone was gathered, but they were a tight group of friends. And, Leia had to admit, most would be here to be with Mara as much as Luke, for she too had become part of the group, probably without her realizing it.

"It should be in the next day or so," the doctor said, answering Han's question.

"That long?" Leia asked.

"Give or take, yes. Their bodies have to adjust to everything that has happened." The doctor sighed then looked at the door. "For now, I can let two people at a time in to see them."

"Thank you for all you have done," Karrde said. He stepped up to the doctor and shook his hand. He turned back to the group and smiled slightly in Leia's direction. "Leia, Han, you two go first, we'll wait out here for you."

It took no more encouragement on her part to accept the invitation. She had to see her brother, to see that he was really there. Han and Leia followed the doctor down the hall and into a room. She was apprehensive as she stood at the door. Taking a deep breath she forced down her fears and entered the room. Luke and Mara shared the room, their beds sitting side by side in the middle of the white room. Both looked too thin and pale. It took all her strength not to break down and cry right there. She slowly walked over to her brother, taking his hand lightly in hers.

"He's cold," she whispered, not knowing who she was telling that to. She gratefully accepted the blanket handed to her by her husband, and did not say a word as he helped her cover him. She nodded approvingly as he did the same for Mara.

"The doctors are helping them Leia," Han said, appearing once again by her side. "They will both be fine."

"Why is this happening?" She pleaded. "Why does this sort of thing happen to our family?" She had not expected an answer, and Han did not seem to have one to give. She watched her brother, looking for any movement or sign that he was waking up, though she knew it would be a while before that happened. She sat next to her brother for a few moments before Han suggested they give the others a chance to come in. Nodding reluctantly she followed him back out of the room.

----

It was three days later that Leia and Han found themselves still sitting next to an unconscious Luke. They were talking quietly to Lando and Karrde who were sitting by an equally unresponsive Mara when Luke rolled over on his side. It was the first time either of them had moved in the days they had been here. Leia jumped up to stand next to her brother as he rolled back over on his back and slowly opened his eyes. After giving his eyes time to adjust Luke merely starred around the room, as if trying to figure out where he was.

"Luke, how are you feeling?" Leia asked, taking his hand.

"Terrible," he crocked. He paused, working moisture in his mouth. Leia reached over and offered him a cup of water that sat on a nearby table. He accepted it gladly, taking a careful sip before continuing. "My head hurts. Where am I?"

"You are back on Coruscant," she explained to him. "In the Medical Wing."

"How did I get here?" Leia sighed. He did not remember, she realized. It occurred to her to wonder how much of it he would in fact recall.

"We found you three days ago and brought you back," Han told him. Luke's eyes shot over to the new voice.

"Back? From where?" He asked. His voice was a bit confused, and slightly flustered. "The last I remember was heading back to Tamin IV with Mara. Then…" He paused his head creasing as he thought. "Oh…our ship was attacked," he continued, his tone calming as the memories returned. "We never made it there. You brought us back? How did you get there that fast?"

"What do you mean?" Han asked. By this time Lando and Karrde had come to stand next to the bed.

"When our ship was attacked, we were losing air," Luke told them. "I put us in a trance, but I didn't think anyone would get my message and get there in time."

"That's the last thing you remember?" Leia asked him, the fear she had been feeling over the past few days taking up it's regular place in her heart.

"Um…Yes, why?"

"Luke," she said softly. "We got your message two months ago."

"WHAT!!" Leia took an involuntary step back. She could feel the anger and confusion pouring off him. It came across so powerfully that it scared her for a second. "But how can that be?" He asked. When no one answered him his head dropped back and hit the pillow. "What the hell happened?"

"We were hoping you could tell us," Han piped in.

"I just told you I don't know!" Luke yelled. "Weren't you listening?" She caught the shocked reactions coming from the other members of the room. She had never seen Luke like this, this out of control.

"Luke," Leia said softly, and rubbed his hand.

"Leia give up," he said, sighing and turning his head away from her. "I can't hear you. I can't touch the Force, my head hurts too bad."

"I'm sorry Luke," Leia whispered. She had been trying to reach out to him, and he had expected it even if he was not able to do the same. She did not know what else to say. The doctors were doing everything they could for him. She knew it would be only a matter of time before he got back his use of the Force, but she could not imagine what he must be going through.

"Please, just leave," he said. "I want to be alone."

"If that's what you want, Luke," Leia said, unable to keep the hurt out of her voice.

The four of them turned to leave but Karrde stopped and stepped back up to Luke.

"Will you let us know if Mara wakes up?" He asked. Luke looked over to the other bed as if he just noticed Mara was there.

"Sure," he said, then closed his eyes. Karrde took the hint and joined the others in the waiting room.

----

Luke was lying impatiently in the bed as the doctor checked him over. It had been a few hours he would guess since Leia and the others had left the room. He had tried to go to sleep, and thought he might have gotten a little sleep before the doctor came in. It occurred to him that the doctors should have come in earlier, but he was not going to complain. The sooner the doctor got out of the room the sooner he could go back to sleep. And confronting him was not a good way to get him out of the room faster. He was trying to lie still when he noticed Mara open her eyes. Luke turned to get a better look at her as she rolled over and groaned.

"This will only take a few seconds, Master Skywalker," the doctor told him while he attempted to take Luke's vitals. As he proceeded, he happened to get in between Luke and Mara. It happened so quickly that Luke did not have time to control it. He was suddenly overtaken by anger that he shouted at the doctor.

"Get out of my way!" Luke yelled, and tried to shove the man to the side. The man did not budge, and Luke was steaming. He looked at the understanding look on the doctor's face, and wondered what it would take to make that look disappear. He sighed, and let go of the thought.

"It's the drug that causes you to behave this way, Master Skywalker," the doctor explained to him. "I understand that it's hard for you. It'll take some time for the effects to wear off."

Luke dropped his head to the pillow. He was not even listening to the man. His head hurt and all he wanted to do was make sure Mara was all right. "Just move," he whispered, his voice clearly showing the defeat he felt.

The doctor turned to see what it was that Luke was trying to see, then motioned to something behind him and another doctor entered the room. It was not until then that he stepped to the other side of the bed, and Luke could again see Mara. She had not spoken a word since she woke up, and Luke could not help but worry about her. She did not look well.

The new comer said something to Mara in a voice that was too low for Luke to hear no matter how hard he tried. Mara looked up at the doctor in shock, but that soon faded away along with all the color in her face.

"Mara, what's wrong?" Luke asked. The worry was getting so great that he had to know what was going on. Was she hurt? What was she so upset about?

"What in the void happened, Skywalker?" She hissed, looking over at Luke. "This person here says that I will recover and be fine, but what exactly am I recovering from?"

"Details are a bit scarce for me too," he admitted, looking from Mara to her doctor who was not paying him any attention.

"Umm, you are no help," Mara said in a huff before rolling away from Luke and not saying another word.

"Fine," Luke said. "You stubborn daughter of a Sith, don't tell me what's wrong. I don't know why I even bother worrying about you." Luke turned his back to her, closing his eyes determined to get back to sleep. Maybe he would get lucky and they would have separate rooms when he woke up. The people standing at the window into their room went unnoticed, as did the startled looks generated by their behavior.

----

It was late in the day when they were both moved from their room in the hospital. An orderly came into the room long enough to check them over then asked if they were ready to be moved to a different part of the hospital. They had both agreed. After a bit of a heated discussion about not wanting them to walk, they all set out through the halls, leading to the new room.

"We are trying to keep this as quiet as possible, Master Skywalker. It's for that reason that we are keeping you two together for the duration. The fewer people involved, the better chance we have at keeping this quiet."

"Thanks," Luke said. Their own form of torture, he added quietly to himself. He glanced over at Mara, for once glad that she could not pick up on his thoughts. However, he had to admit that he was beginning to worry about Mara. She had been unusually quiet. Not speaking a word to him since their conversation when she first woke.

The orderly escorting them stopped at a door and opened it the ushered then inside. Mara entered the room behind Luke and stopped to look around. She snorted before crossing the room and sitting on the bed next to the window. Luke was watching her closely and jumped when the door suddenly closed behind them. Mara sprang to her feet and jumped towards the door, slamming her fist against it when she got near enough.

"What are you doing?!" Mara screeched. "We are not in jail here!" There was a cocky voice that filtered into the room from the other side of the door.

"It was by your request that no one find out you are here. How will you do that if you are walking around the grounds?"

"But why with him?" she asked, emphasizing the last word.

"Thanks Mara," Luke said softly, not caring if she heard him.

"You would rather spend the time alone?" came the voice.

"Yes!" She yelled.

"I have my orders ma'am."

"Well get them changed!" She waited for an answer, but when it became apparent that there was no one outside the door anymore Mara slammed her fists against the door once again.

"Mara, would you stop doing that before you hurt yourself," Luke said. Watching one of Mara's tantrums was a good way to get him in a bad mood. He watched and could see her shift her anger from the man outside to the only other person in the room with her.

"Who are you to tell me how to act? If it wasn't for you I would not be in this mess."

"Me?" Luke asked, taken aback by her accusation.

"Yes you. If you had kept your nose where it belonged I would not have ended up like this!" She had taken steps closer to him while they were talking until she was standing right in front of him with her hand posed to strike him. Realizing what she was going to do he grabbed her arm and held it there.

He watched her closely waiting for her to calm down. He could see the tension she was feeling begin to drain away, but her breathing did not calm along with it. If anything her breathing was growing shallower. As he pondered the oddity of the situation he became aware of the same reaction from his own body. He closed his eyes trying to control the sudden racing of his heart. He felt her step closer still, until their bodies were touching. He opened his eyes to find her staring at the arm he still held.

"Mara," he whispered. She slowly moved her gaze until it locked with his own. She moistened her lips slightly, and he dipped his head lower, trapping those lips with his. She responded by sliding her free hand around his back. He rubbed the back of her neck, pulling her closer while trapping the other hand behind her back. He broke the kiss when he felt Mara begin to fall. He released her arm and caught her before she slid any closer to the floor.

"You need to rest," he told her. "Why don't you lie down for a while?"

"Maybe you're right." She accepted the help he offered her as he lead her to the bed by the window. She was asleep before he had the covers pulled over her. Taking one last look around the room he climbed into the other bed. He was asleep in moments.

----

Luke woke up in stages. The first thing he became aware of was that he was extremely warm. Uncomfortably so. The next thing he realized was that something was not right. On impulse he reached out to the Force trying to track down the feeling. The pain that the action incurred jerked him wide-awake. He looked around the dark room and wondered where he was. Before he could think of a location he had to dash into the refresher, where he was forced to use the more unpleasant method of empting his stomach. He had practically drag himself back to his bed.

Once back into a vertical position he could feel the uneasiness fall back to somewhat bearable levels. It dawned on him then that he was not in his own room. But if not then where was he? His first instinct was to reach out with the Force, but the first wave of pain and nausea stopped him in his tracks. There were other ways to figure it out.

Looking around the dark he could make out the few furnishings scattered throughout the room. A table, chairs, the refresher, which he had already found, and he also found what looked to be another bed. There was not enough light to make it out for sure, but he thought there might have been someone in the other bed. Getting up as slowly as he could, determined to keep his head and stomach under control, he crossed the room and knelt next to the bed. Once he was closer there was no mistaking the figure that lay in the bed. But how did they end up in the room together he wondered. His eyes grew wide, and his heart started racing as the memory came flooding back. But where that put them he was still not certain. Where they captured? Were they now in a cell? He heard a moan coming from Mara and focused his attention on her.

"Relax, Mara. Waking up is not pleasant." She immediately settled down and slowly opened her eyes.

"Luke?" she asked doubtfully.

"Yes," Luke told her. She sifted slightly, her arm coming out from the covers resting atop the blankets.

"What happened?" she asked, rubbing her eyes before turning them on him.

"I don't know," he said quietly. A click from the door drew his attention. The door slowly opened. There was light pouring in through the door that prevented him from seeing who it was coming into the room. The lights inside the room suddenly flared on. It was too much for his stressed out system and he sat down hard on the floor.

"Oh sorry," came he soft spoken apology. The lights dimmed but did not go completely out. It was enough to give Luke's eyes time to adjust. He looked up and was shocked to see who his visitor was.

"Leia?" He asked. He looked over to see that Mara had sat up and was studying Leia as well. "Where are we?"

"You are still in your room," she said, the worry she was feeling tainting her voice. "They brought you in yesterday. You two have been asleep for almost a day. I wanted to be here when you woke up, but I could not get over here fast enough. I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about Leia," Luke asked rubbing his forehead. She was speaking to him like he should have known what she was talking about, but he had no clue. He could not remember anything though he had the feeling that he was missing something.

Leia sighed, looking first to Luke then to Mara, who was still in her bed, but had sat up when Leia entered. She looked just as confused as Luke felt.

"Leia, what's going on? Why are we here?"

"We explained all of this to you yesterday," she insisted.

"Well tell me again, because I don't remember yesterday." He could feel the frustration rising, and did nothing to control it. Staying calm did not seem to be getting them anywhere.

"Listen you two," Mara interrupted. "I have a very bad headache and my stomach isn't feeling too hot either. If you two want to squabble please take it elsewhere. Though I would also like a few answers it's not worth listening to this."

"I'm sorry Mara," Leia said sympathetically. "And to you too Luke. I will try again to explain. Han and Chewie picked you up four days ago and brought you back home. You were in bad shape and had been exposed to a drug. A very addictive drug, which is why you are here."

"Why don't we remember any of this?" Mara asked. Leia looked back at the door.

"The doctor is coming, he should be able to answer those questions. I'll be back later. Oh and Mara, I talked to Karrde he said he would get here as soon as he can."

"Call him back," Mara barked. "Tell him not to bother and I will meet up with him as soon as I can." She sighed. "No since in both of us falling behind schedule over this." Leia frowned at her but did not say anything. She quickly left the room, closing the door behind her. Once in the hall she leaned against the door, waiting for the doctor. She did not have to wait long.

"How are they?" He asked as he and his assistant approached from a side hallway.

"Their awake," Leia said, her voice tired. She looked the doctors over, recognizing them as the same ones that had been taking care of her brother and Mara all along. The doctor seemed to be taking care to keep the public from knowing that they were there. "And acting a bit more like themselves, but they are still very confused. Luke was very distraught when he woke up. They don't remember anything that happened."

"It's going to take time. You'll see they'll be fine. Right now I need to go and check on them."

"Thank you, please keep me informed." Leia moved away from the door to let the doctor enter, and stood there for a minute before deciding she had to get back to work. If she wanted to be able to get back down there to visit her brother, she had to get some things done first. It was then that she remembered that there was a call that she had to make. A call that she should have made yesterday, but in all the commotion she had just never thought about it.

She made her way to her office, and once comfortably behind her desk she punched in the code for Yavin. She was not surprised when Callista answered.

"I'm glad it's you," Leia said. "It saves me the time of asking for you." Callista grinned, and shook her head.

"There is not much for me to do around here," she explained. "I help out where I can, but even that is not much."

"Are they treating you alright?" Leia asked, knowing that the Jedi at the academy had promised to treat her well as long as she was there.

"Better then I expected in fact. But not much has changed with me, and my inability to use the Force puts me at a disadvantage here."

"I understand that," Leia said, realizing she had placed the other woman in a place she probably had not wanted to be. However she had accepted the responsibility without a complaint. "Thank you for doing that for me. And I did call with news. I was hoping you could pass it on for me."

"News?" The brunette said, she perked up, but Leia thought she noticed a hint or worry. Of course. Is it good or bad?"

"Good news," Leia informed her with a smile. "Han found them. Luke and Mara are being treated as we speak, they are both going to be fine."

"Oh thank goodness," Callista gushed, a smile spreading across her face. "So they will be home soon?"

"Sooner or later," Leia told her. "The doctors are not quite ready to release them yet, but they will be home, that's what everyone needed to hear."

"I can't believe after all this time they are home. I'm so very glad to hear it. I'm just sorry I could not do more to help."

"You did enough, thank you." Deep down Leia was glad that Callista was there. Though she was not sure how Luke was going to take the news. He was so confused and tired that she did not have the heart to tell him. Where as everyone was so focused on finding Luke and Mara, Callista's arrival had passed on with no fuss. But she doubted Luke would deal with it the same way.

"So what happens now?" Callista asked.

"From what the doctor says they are going to be fine," Leia told her. "They'll be kept in the hospital for two weeks, after that they should be free to go."

"Two weeks! Why so long?" Callista asked, mortified by the new information.

"Well it seems they became addicted to some drug. It had a strange affect on them, and the doctors want to make sure they are recovered before letting them leave."

"Is that necessary?" she asked.

"They say so," Leia explained. "There is a chance they will go looking for the drug if not watched. Possibly even trying to go back to Nivina. Though I have the feeling that they will want to go back anyway."

"Why would they want to do that?"

"They don't remember anything that happened there. And I know my brother, he will not be able to sit back and let it stand like that."

"He'll want answers," Callista said.

"Exactly," Leia said, glad that Callista knew Luke and understood her worries. "I just hope I can find a way to talk him out of it when the time comes. Well look Callista I need to get going, I have a ton of work to do. Tell everyone there that we will be in touch."

"I sure will. Thank you for taking the time to call me."

"Your welcome." After the com call Leia started into her work. She was determined to get though part of it by the end of the day.

----

Luke sat comfortably on his bed as he watched the doctors leave the room. He had been able to get more information out of them then he had Leia, but it left him disturbed. Two months? How have we been gone for two months? And according to them they were up and walking around as early as yesterday but he couldn't remember any of it. It bothered him. It bothered him more then not being able to touch the Force. He had asked the doctor about that. And Luke understood that these doctors did not have any experience with the Force, but from what he said Luke figured that if we wanted to stand the pain he could in fact used his gift. However he also felt that if he tried in his current state all it would accomplish was to knock him unconscious again. He decided it was better to wait until he felt better.

He looked over at Mara. She was sitting on her bed with her legs drawn up, her arms wrapped securely around them, and her cheek resting on her knees facing away from him. With his attention focused solely on what the doctor was telling him he had been unable to hear what Mara had been told. It was logical to think that she had been told the same as he. From the way she was acting she was taking it pretty hard.

He wished he could remember something, anything that would make since out of everything. He had never lost two months before. Where had they been all that time? Who had been with them? Why had they been there? The questions kept chasing each other round and round inside his head until he felt like screaming. All he had was questions and no idea how to get the answers.

"Is there anything you remember?" Mara asked, her voice calm. Her sudden question had startled him. The fact that she was voicing the exact thing that was eating at him did nothing good for his mood. "Luke?"

"No!" he shouted, finally having enough. "Why does everyone keep asking me that? Leia, that doctor, and now you. If there was anything I remember I would say so."

"Don't take that attitude with me," she said finally straightening up and looking at him. "I only asked you a question."

Luke realized he had snapped at her for no reason. She was in this just as much as him and she had to be feeling the same frustration he was. "Sorry," he told her. What was wrong with him? He normally had better control then that. "I'm just tired of that question," he explained. "I promise that if I remember anything you will be the first person I tell."

"Ok," she said, settling back into her earlier position, except this time she faced him. She looked vulnerable, and he wanted nothing more then to reassure her. He slowly got up from his bed and crossed to her. He knew she was more likely to yell at him, but he had to make the effort. He sat next to her, placing an arm around her shoulder. She nestled closer, trembling as she did. It surprised him at first, that she would so readily accept the show of affection. He settled in, determined to enjoy it as long as she was willing. They sat there for a few minutes, both taking comfort from the other.

"All I remember was putting both of us in that trance," Luke finally admitted. He felt that he had to say something, anything to help them get through this. And it had occurred to him that she might remember more than he did. "When I woke up, I thought that we were captured and were recovering from that. Then they tell me that we went into the trance two months ago, and they found us on some out of the way planet."

"Maybe we were in the trance that whole time," Mara offered. Her voice was muffled, her face buried in his shoulder.

"That's what I thought," Luke said, trying to piece everything together as he spoke. "But Leia said that both Han and Lando claim that we were awake and walking around at least two days before they found us. And it's obvious that we were awake yesterday. So why do I not remember any of it?"

"I asked the doctor about that," she said. "He told me it's an effect of a drug. The same drug that landed us in here. But that still does not explain where we were, or why we were there." She pulled out of his embrace long enough to pull a bag out from under the bed. "Or why these clothes were the only things in our belongings. These outfits are ridiculous."

"Yeah they look a bit drafty don't they?" Luke said, smiling for the first time since he woke up. He could not imagine either one of them wearing outfits as revealing as the ones Mara had pulled out of the bag.

"Drafty is not the word I would use," Mara said, stuffing the clothes back in the bag and tossing it back where she got it from.

"I did think you looked great in that outfit. You should keep it." He expected as heated reply, what he got was a smile.

"Not in your dreams," she teased. There was a friendly silence, as they got comfortable in their room. Mara got up and walked to the window. It was still dark outside and not much could be seen, but she studied it anyway.

"Mara are you alright?" He asked.

"The doctor says I am fine." She continued to look out the window and Luke got the feeling she was avoiding looking at him. Something was wrong.

"That's not what I asked," He told her. He stood up but made no move towards her. "How are you feeling? Is there anything I can help you with?" She turned to look at him, but did not offer any information. "I would like to help if I can. Mara, I can tell you are upset about something."

"Well I think I have every reason to be upset," she exploded. He could tell by the look on her face that had he use of the Force at that moment, the feelings coming from her would have been overwhelming. "I have lost two months of my life. I have been filled with a drug that I would not wish on my worst enemy. And then to top it all off that two bit excuse for a doctor tells me that I am pregnant."

Luke started to speak. He was not sure what it was he should say, but knew that he needed to say something. But then her words finally registered. "You're what?" He asked, wondering if he had heard her right.

"I am going to have a baby" she explained. Her head dropped to her chest for a second before she caught herself and looked him straight in the eye. "At least that is what they tell me."

"By who?" The question was out before he had a chance to think about it.

"That's none of your business!" She shouted. He did not know what to say, until he realized there was nothing he could say. Nothing he did at that moment could change what she was going through. "Besides I don't know," she admitted. "I'm in my forth week, which means that I became pregnant during our captivity."

"This just keep getting better and better," Luke said. "So here we have all these signs that we were awake during at least part of the last two months, and cannot remember any of it."

"And we are not going to find out anything while stuck in here," Mara said, finally coming away from the window and plopping down on her bed.

"If you have any ideas on how to convince them to let us out I am all ears," Luke said. It was unlikely that Leia or the doctors would be letting them go until they were all well and sure that they were completely recovered. Mara laughed from her own side of the room.

"When I think of one you will be the first to know."