The rest of the night sped by far too quickly, 0900 creeping up on Vader sooner than he realised. It hadn't been the force or his son who had notified him of the time, it had been his comlink buzzing. Vader was almost about to answer and demand who needed him at the ungodly hour, when it dawned upon him how late in the morning it was. Admiral Piett had requested a set amount of times he was to check on Luke, who by that point was still fast asleep, to which Vader had instructed every two hours. With a final check on everything in his quarters, from a plate of hot breakfast next to Luke's bed to double checking the irritating atromech was still powered down and not at risk of waking Luke Vader took one last sigh before securing his hood around his head and leaving the quarters.

Hours seemed to pass yet Vader couldn't take his mind off his child. The parental worry was even beginning to feel normal to him, he was feeling it too much. Everything seemed to be in place and Vader still wanted to remain working in his quarters to keep a watchful eye on his son. The Admiral had done an outstanding job looking after Luke during the attack, he knew from experience R-2 could be extremely helpful when needed and Luke would most likely be able to attempt in defending himself even if he was unarmed; yet the feeling of guilt at leaving Luke alone burnt at the bottom of his throat. Finally it soon became mind over matter and Vader swerved on his heal, trudging back towards his quarters with his head held high. He still hadn't quite grasped in his mind what he wanted to do with his son. Luke was definitely going to be trained, whether he liked it or not but he didn't have to torture or harm him, at the same time the boy needed to be prepared for when the emperor took on his training.

'If it even gets to that point' a small voice in the back of his head chided, causing Vader to immediately put his guard up. 'He's your son, your flesh and blood, your little boy, do you really want to see him suffer?' No, of course he didn't want to see Luke in any form of pain, it had made him so angry just seeing Luke vulnerable, let alone after his master was finished with him. Brushing away the dark and dangerous thoughts Vader quickened his pace and continued to storm through the corridors of the executor, sensing the feeling of his son's awakening mind blossom through the force. It was always like a breath of fresh air when Luke's presence became clear through their bond, the boy was like a small ray of sunshine who brought warm breezes and glowing lights whenever he went. Vader physically cringed at the thoughts floating through his head, he didn't see the good in people, he only saw the power, as well as being his child Luke was a powerful source.

'He's your child! Where is your sense of humanity?!' The same little voice roared in his ear, clearly louder than the last time it had spoken. Vader knew he'd lost his humanity the night he had strangled Padme almost to death, the night he had almost been defeated by Obi-Wan, the night his son would've been born. He was suddenly brought out of his thoughts as Admiral Piett came into view after rounding a corner.

"M'lord" The admiral greeted. "I have just returned from checking on Luke. He has eaten the meal left for him. He is now studying the planets surrounding the imperial core. His astromech droid has also been powered up. He asked where you were and seemed disappointed you had left without seeing him this morning, he also complained to me of having a stomach ache" Vader felt a smile tug at his lips at the thought of Luke's face drooping to a frown as Piett explained Vader had already left for a busy day of imperial duties.

"I am on my way to see him as we speak. You're captain trainee is awaiting your presence on the bridge" he explained, sending a side eye to the squad command of storm troopers who sauntered past.

"Yes m'lord. I am heading there right now. I'll re-visit Luke again within two hours as requested" Vader just gave a curt nod in reply, making his way further towards where his son resided.

"Good morning R-2" the blond newly turned teen yawned, watching the Admiral leave as he listened to R-2's good morning whistle. "The imperial core? Sounds boring, I learnt about all this while I was in school on Tatooine, I was the only kid who got almost everything right" R-2 replied with a sarcastic amount of chirps. "I am modest"

"When do I plan on escaping? Oh not yet, I'm going to enjoy the fatherly attention while I can, I've wanted a father since before I could walk. Besides I need father to trust me before I'm let anywhere near the hanger bay, if it gets too much and he's going to force me to see the emperor we will just have to beg for that tour and then I'll have to steal a TIE, if father wants to give me some training and force me to do things a little stricter I can handle that, but I'm not going to see the emperor, no way no how, besides I've got a stomach ache from hell today, no getting me out of bed" R-2 beeped back as he rounded Luke bed to get closer to his rebel. "Don't let father hear you call him that, he'll go ballistic and I'll probably be on the tail end of it" once again R-2 gave a sarcastic reply, causing Luke to laugh; he was most definitely the most 'opinionated' droid the rebel had ever met. "No that doesn't make me feel any better. Say how banged up do I look? Carrie said I had a load of bad injuries and I feel like I've just been trampled by a herd of angry Banthas, you know they had to stitch this one?" He explained, pointing to the bandage on his forehead.

"That bad? Bet I don't look much of a Commander now right? I certainly don't feel like one, last time I was bed bound by a real adult was when I was 15 and I got dust fever, sure Han and Leia have made me stay in bed when I've been sick or I've got a hangover but that's just because they worry too much, this is real parental concern. My father is concerned for me" the ex rebellion commander whispered, attempting to hoist himself upright with his elbows, just for them to give way from under him. "Hey! Where are you going?" He called after his droid, who was trying to discreetly glide out of the room, failing at the idea of discreet. "Don't think I'm letting you off that easily! You were around when the empire formed, why don't you teach me something-" Luke felt his face face physically fall at the droids response. "Come on R-2, it'll be quicker and then I can talk to you more" R-2 let out a sequence of beeps while exiting the room. "What do you mean it'll keep me quiet longer? Don't think you can speak to me like a child too!" But the droid chose not the reply to his rebel, chirping something along the lines of 'just like his father'. Luke was just about to begin the first of many datapads when the doors to his quarters hissed open, alerting both the blond and his droid. Luke let out a reliving sign as his father came into view, his hood immediately removed as the doors snapped shut behind him.

"Good morning father" he greeted with a small smile. The blond wanted to be mad at Vader, mad at him for everything he had ever done but he just couldn't bring himself to feel such an emotion towards his own father.

"Good morning little one. I was passing and felt the need to check on you as I went" Luke could sense that what his father had said wasn't the truth, but he wasn't sure what was. "Do you require anything before I return to my duties?" Luke thought back to his horrible stomach pains, but dismissed the idea of telling his father.

"Not that I can think of. Will I be allowed out of my room tonight? I've only been here a day and I already hate my lack of freedom" he asked pleadingly, blinking up at his father persuasively. Luke knew he was being stupid, no amount of persuasive pouts would be a match for Darth Vader, he had no heart to persuade!

"I will certainly consider it son. Now if you don't require anything at this present moment I shall leave you to your studying"

"Alright father. Thank you for stopping to see me, I appreciate it" Vader replied with a nod, re-lifting his hood to cover his face. Luke reluctantly picked up the datapad and began to scan the text, listening for the door as it shut behind his father. It was going to be a boring day.

Luke was driving himself insane with the all the reading on empire propaganda his brain had consumed. He had managed to get through every datapad left for him; from the holiday of empire day to the many battles they'd faced, of course there wasn't anything about the battles they'd lost like the battle of Yavin. Luke became so sick of the lies he began adding a credit each time he came across one, figuring out he would be richer than the average nobleman or a lower member of royalty.

"Oh wait that's right" he grumbled to himself, tossing away the last datapad. "I AM royalty now, high royalty too, imperial prince Luke Skywalker, or should I say Vader? Luke Vader? Doesn't sound right- for the love of- I'm talking to myself" Almost forgetting he had his droid for company R-2 managed to remind Luke of his presence my re-entering the room, giving the rebel the most innocent look a metal dome on wheels could give. "What did you do?" He asked with a playful grin. "I'm finding it hard to believe it was nothing R-2, what if-" it suddenly dawned upon the blond that he had been reading, and making fun of, but mostly reading the texts for several hours and neither his father nor the Admiral had been back to get him something to eat or anything. "Hey R-2, what do you really think of the admiral and my father?" R-2 spun his dome around to face Luke, a sense of questioning hovering around the droid. "You know, you keep calling my father Anakin, and I know you've told me you were partnered with him during the Clone Wars but you've never said what you think of him or the admiral, and we're going to be seeing a LOT more of him in the future" R-2 rolled up the Luke's bedside, only slightly below Luke's gaze as the boy wasn't propped up very high with any pillows. "Oh haha this isn't a bedtime story, I'm just generally interested in your thoughts buddy" R-2 sarcastically whistled on about his thoughts on Admiral Piett and the boy's father, precisely mentioning how much whining Anakin Skywalker use to do. "Hey! I'm nothing like my father, I don't whine-" Luke stopped and stared at R-2's dome. "I don't whine that much okay?" Luke was about to argue with his droid about his whining habit once again when for the third time that day the grey doors opening up, allowing Admiral Piett to step inside, a flustered look on his face.

"I am so sorry your highness" he began, walking over with a quickened pace as he made his way towards the small box of Luke's medication left on the shelf near the door to his bedroom. "I was pulled into an emergency meeting, your father discussed and addressed that there would be a few changes. He expects less failure despite the fact he won't be around as much to oversea orders, and that I am to take on a trainee who will stand in my place while I attend to you"

"That's alright, I feel fine I was just beginning to wonder where you were" Luke brushed aside with a smile, opening his mouth for the man to place the same device Dr. Kelvin had used to take his temperature. The man removed the device after it gave a sounding blip, shaking his head at the high reading on the small screen.

"You are due some more medication now anyway, you should also have some lunch" the Admiral sighed, collecting the datapads from Luke's lap. Food didn't sound good to Luke. "You have completed these already?" He asked sceptically.

"5 and a bit out of six, the rest of the sixth one just looked boring, so I'm procrastinating" it was clear to Luke the Admiral was attempting to pull a scowl but the look on the boy's face melted it into a smile, that was the only thing Luke enjoyed about looking sweet and little, it got him places with everybody expect his father.

"Hmm if you're sure. Would you like any help to the fresher and back?" Luke shook his head vigorously, the thought of the man already seeing him naked once was enough to make him die a little inside, for it to happen while he handled his own business was enough for Luke to fall into cardiac arrest.

"No thank you, I'm alright for now. Could you check on my astromech droid please? He keeps venturing into other rooms and if he makes a mess I'll sure get the blame for it" Admiral Piett nodded with a smile, slowly leaving the room after ordering a plate of food as well as some water from the wall panel on the far side of the room. Luke had to remind himself to not become too friendly with the enemy. His father it was acceptable as they were related, father and son too but not with his 'babysitter' or anybody else while he thought about it. He had to remain distant. But still, he couldn't get the thought out of his head that he was only being nice and making conversation so there was no harm done really. The man returned with a pure calm expression on his face, calming Luke's own nerves down and the realisation R-2 was yet to do any damage.

"He's just investigating, that's a curious droid you have" he chuckled, perching down on the edge of Luke's bed. "May I ask you a question your highness?"

"Uhm- sure"

"While discussing matters with your father two days ago I was informed you were kidnapped at age 12 and taken from him. Wanted posters were put up of you but to avoid suspicion he told me you were labelled as the pilot who destroyed the Death Star. I've seen these wanted posters and I must say you look much older than a boy of 12"

"Well" Luke chuckled nervously, suddenly feeling the urge to play with a tip of his blond hair. "Holos of royalty are often tweaked to make the person look older or younger than they are, of course my father wouldn't have had any holos or portraits of my youthful face, just the propaganda copies" Admiral Piett nodded in agreement, fiddling with his now detached comlink.

"I see" he mumbled, so clearly deep in thought. "Bunch of nutcases those rebels are" Luke attempted to smile as well as he could, his Uncle Owen use to tell him lying was never his strong suit.

"Agreed, although they were nice to me while I was being held captive. A princess and a man who claimed to be a smuggler"

"We held the princess on the Death Star, I never met her personally. I was always assigned to Star destroyers" the man explained, eyeing the door with a hint of impatience.

"Do you think if you'd known about me since I was born you would've been picked to watch me from birth?" The blond asked questionably.

"Most likely not. I didn't graduate from my academy until around 6-7 year after the empire was founded, and I didn't begin moving up the ranks until just recently, you would have just been born after I graduated" Piett explained.

"Why did you join the academy?" Luke asked curiously, losing interest in his hair and switching to playing with the bed sheets covering his chest.

"I wanted to serve what was right, the Jedi were lacking in emotions, your father has told me they kidnapped children to create Jedis, they weren't allowed relationships either. I find it highly unreasonable and quite frankly ridiculous" Luke began to feel a hot blush creep into his cheeks, Yoda had never mentioned that during his training.

"That is silly" he commented with a big fake smile. "I would've been taken off my father if he hadn't turned right?"

"I'm not entirely sure how it works but I assume so yes" the teen was about to reply when Admiral Piett stood and opened the door. Stood outside was a droid carrying a tray which Luke struggled to see the content of.

"How'd you know it was there?" He asked curiously, watching the man balance the tray with his left hand while scooping Luke into a sitting position with his right.

"It's on the panel, eat up or you won't be hungry for dinner. I'll return to check on in an hour"

"Promise it'll be an hour this time?" Luke was gobsmacked he'd just practically asked the man to come back, it was most definitely messing with his brain.

"I promise" the admiral laughed. "And I'll have an update on the time your father will return"

"Thank you!"

It feels nice to be back :)! Honestly it's taken me so long to just come up with this, I know pretty pathetic. I'm so tired and should probably head to bed. Bye! P.S Mark Hamill is adorable like whatttttt 3

Here's the reviews from the last chapter

PadawanSkywalker: Wow, you did the dream really really well. I loved the first part with Padme and baby Luke. It's adorable!

Me: aw thank you so much! I liked that part too!

Reyella: Nice dream for Luke.

Me: thank you!

Anyways fave it, follow it, forget the hell out of it, do whatever you want with it, I'm not ya mom. (Also please! Review) I'm feeling peppy today was it obvious? XD

- Bri x