For the first time in years her head is blank, at this particular moment she doesn't have a plan a,b,c, or d. She stares intently at the ground, not looking the man that sat across from her in the eye.

"Leia." He calls, trying to get her attention. "My dear, take time to process this people react differently to these situations."

She finally brings herself to look up to the lawyer, who looked at her in concern.

"Of course." She responds after a moment of silence.

"Now, your parent's will does state that the house and surrounding land will be sold off as soon as possible. You will receive the profits from that sale." The man carries on hesitantly.

"Okay."

"Now, the matter of your inheritance. You father has it set up so that when you turn 23 it will be released to you in full. As you are only 20, you will receive an annual allowance from that to provide for yourself until then."

"Is that all?" Leia asks, her eyes wandering back to the ground.

"For now, yes." The older gentleman nods. Leia stands up, clutching her leather purse to her body. "Do you have a place to stay my dear?"

"I'm staying on the Lars' farm at the moment

"I'm glad they took you in. If anything happens or you need anything, my door is always open for you as well Lelia." He says, standing as Leia makes her way for the door.

"Of course. Thank you Carlist." Leia smiles slightly before leaving the office of her father's oldest friend.

Upon exiting the building, she spots Luke waiting in front of his uncle's old truck.

"How did it go?" He asks, unsure if that was an appropriate question to ask the young woman.

"It was fine." She responds, climbing in to the passenger's side of the truck.

"Well fine is better than bad." He comments as he gets behind the wheel. "Man, uncle Owen is gonna be mad that we're late. I promised we'd be home an hour ago."

"You could have left. I'm very well capable of finding my own way back to the farm."

"I know you are, but it's almost a 2 hour walk from town." Luke states as he starts the car, heading back for the farm.

….

Luke parks the truck outside of the barn, hopping out as fast as he can to unload the parts for the tractor. Leia spots Owen making his way over to his nephew.

"Luke, your late." The older man states.

"I know, Leia's meeting ran a little long."

"Well, it's too late for that. Help me get these parts into the barn before is decides to storm on us."

"Yes uncle Owen." Luke reponds, carrying the parts over to the barn. Owen looks to the truck, spotting Leia in the passenger side. Leia felt uneasy, his stare wasn't threatening but wasn't welcoming either. Since coming to stay with the Lars, Leia did all she could in her power to avoid Owen. She knew he didn't want her there, and he did an awful job at hiding it.

He grabs one of the tools from the truck bed and makes his way for the barn. Leia opens her door as he disappears, finally making her way to the house.

It was warm as she entered the small house, which meant Beru was cooking.

"Oh Leia, how was town?" The middle-aged woman asks, wiping her hands on a tea towel.

"It was fine, thank you." Leia responds, moving through the kitchen to the bedroom she was currently residing in.

"I'll call you when dinner is ready." Beru says, going back to the stove. Leia smiles and nods before excusing herself to the room, not closing the door fully. Leia goes to the small bed and falls back onto it. Before the fire she had dreaded sleeping, since then she found that's all she wanted to do; despite the terrors that followed her.

"She in her room?" Leia overhears Owen ask his wife.

"Yes, she's having a lay down before supper."

"Doesn't surprise me." He says, "Bail raised that girl lazy."

"How do you mean?" Beru questions.

"She's intelligence sure, but she was never taught to work hard, everything has been handed to her on a silver platter."

"You don't get to criticize how Bail raised that girl. We made that choice."

"I know what we chose, but even now we don't have the resources to take care of her." Owen sighs, "I'm sure one of Bail's sisters would take her."

"Perhaps, but she needs to come that decision herself. We can't force it on her."

"I suppose."

"Now, go get Luke from the barn. Supper is ready." Beru says. Leia turns her body to the wall as she hears footsteps approaching the room. "Leia, dear. Supper is ready."

"Thank you, Mrs Lars I will be out in a moment." Leia sits up from the mattress, hesitating to head for dinner. She stands and a quietly treads out of the room to the table. Leia is seated across from Luke at the square table.

"Now Luke, after dinner I want you back there working on the tractor." Owen says, almost immediately after grace.

"But, I was going to go into town to see a film with Wedge and Kes." Luke responds, disappointed across his face.

"You can waste time with your friends later. Harvest is coming soon and we have to prepare."

"Do you have any plans tonight Leia." Beru asks, switching over the focus of the conversation.

"Not really." Leia responds, soothing over her skirt.

"Perfect, I have some sewing to do, would you like to help me with that?"

"Actually, I was going to pack." At Leia's response, everyone goes silent.

"What do you mean?" Beru asks.

"I've found a place in town to stay, so I no longer have to stay here."

"Where?" Luke asks, surprised he hadn't heard about Leia's new house.

"Same neighbour that Father's office was."

"Well I mean, if that's what you want." Owen responds, continuing to eat his soup.

"Leia, I don't want you feeling like you have to go. Owen and I are happy to have you with us." Beru interjects, wanting the younger woman to feel welcome.

"I'm very grateful to both of you for housing me. But, I feel like it's time for me to go elsewhere. I can't rely on others forever." Leia says, setting down her spoon.

"Well, if that's how you feel." Beru responds, continuing to eat her dinner.

"Thank you for allowing me to stay here. If it's alright I'll get Luke to drive me into town." Leia continues.

"That'd be fine, as long as he isn't there for too long." Owen replies.

"Tonight? Leia, you don't have to leave so soon, it's starting to get dark." Beru states, worried about the girl's sudden announcement.

"Well, the apartment got signed over to me just today and I'd like to spend the night in it."

"Beru, leave it. She wants to leave tonight, let her leave." Owen says, still eating his dinner. Leia picks her spoon back up and continues to eat, deciding to let Owen have the last word; he clearly didn't want Leia there any longer and she was more than anxious to leave that house.

Leia packed up the few belongings she had in a matter of minutes after supper, wasting no time to leave the farmhouse.

"You know you don't have to leave." Luke says as they get in the truck.

"I know, I can't stand your uncle though and he clearly can't stand me." Leia says, shutting her door.

"I don't believe that."

"Don't you? I find that hard to believe, your uncle made no attempt to make me feel welcome."

"He never does, my uncle isn't really the welcoming sort." Luke chuckles.

"It's no matter. Just take me to Winter's house."

"Winter? I thought you had a house already?"

"Of course not. I just couldn't stand being there any longer." Leia admits.

"Yeah, I don't know if I can either." Luke follows with a sigh. "I mean, I love Beru and Owen but I can't do another harvest there."

"Owen relies on you."

"Yeah, exactly. That's all he ever seems to do, I never get any free time." Luke responds, his eyes not leaving the road.

Leia doesn't respond as she looks out the car window. Her mind focused on her current situation. She had no doubt that Winter would take her in, but even so she couldn't rely on others forever.

Author's Note:

Sorry for the late late upload, I kinda took this summer easy.I as waiting for a new computer and have finally gotten it. Also sorry for the awful editing, I wanted to get is posted ASAP. Thanks for reading, I'll be carrying on through the fall.

~Tamorasky.