Part 2


Master Skywalker stood outside the Falcon waiting for Han to come out. When he finally did, Luke blocked his path. Han stopped a little shocked. What was Luke doing?

"Kid, I gotta get some more supplies, get out of the way." He said.

"I'm sorry Han, but Mara and I are going this alone, no sense in risking you and your family." He said calmly.

"Luke...ahhhh."

The Jedi stunned Solo and he fell limp to the ground. "Hurry up Mara!"


***


The trip seemed never ending. Finally they had arrived at the destination. Anor had given them specific instructions to follow, in order to find their son in exchange for Luke. This was quite the perdiciment. How did he keep getting himself into these things. And what the hell possessed him to stun Han?

"Luke, it isn't like you killed him!" Mara said soothingly.

"I know, but still, I feel bad. He's my friend, not my enemy."

Mara leaned over and hugged him tight. He kissed her gently on the neck.. He held her, not ever wanting to let go. He felt so safe in her arms. He felt like a child himself. Maybe from a subconscious reaction to the kidnapping of his own child. It was strange to him how suddenly, in a matter of a day or so, he was the farm boy all over again.

He snapped out of it and he commenced the landing sequence, bringing the stolen ship down to a gentle land on the pad. Together Luke and Mara decended from the Falcon, hand in hand. First sight they saw was Nom Anor and their 1 year old son.

"I see you've made it safely. And surprisingly early enough to save your son from any physical harm. Bravo Jeedai, bravo!" Anor sneered.

"All right, we're here," Mara spat. "Now give us back our son!"

A smirk spread on the Vong's face. He patted the boys back and allowed him to toddle to his parents. They were both too excited to notice the danger behind them. Two Vong crept up behind them, one knocking Luke over the head, the other taking Mara's arms behind her back.

"You didn't think I'd give up that easy did you?" Nom snapped.

"Of course not!" Mara was fighting back.

Of course, she caught a blow to the head. She fell limp next to Luke. The last thing she saw before the world went black, was her son being picked up and taken from her...again.


***

The night of the kidnapping, 6pm

"And here is the loving mother Mara Jade Skywalker, bathing her son. Isn't is amazing what one child can turn a women into!" Luke said, watching her through the vid cam.

"Shut up Skywalker!" Mara snorted, pouring water over the small boys head, rinsing away the shampoo.

Luke smiled and set the cam down. He walked over and kissed his wife softly on the mouth. Taking a seat next to the sink, he began to help bathe his son.

"This is nice." Mara sighed.

"Best family time we've had in awhile." Luke agreed. "Its amazing whats happening to the galaxy."

She kissed him again, nipping his lip a little. "Don't talk politics during family time farm boy!"

He smiled and picked up a towel, and held it open. Mara took Cavalli Jade careful out of the makeshift tub and set him in the towel. Luke wrapped the boy up and held him in his arms.

"Hey, baby, what are you doing?" he said looking at his boys smiling face.

"Don't you even dare teach him that!" Mara said, giving him a light slap.

Luke laughed. "Okay,okay."

He took the boy into the nursery and pulled out one of his little nighties.

"Time for bed my little angel," he said.

Mara leaned against the doorframe. She watched as her husband changed Cavalli, the boy giggling happily. And then Luke placed him in the crib. Mara walked over and they said their good nights to the one year old.

Mara awoke. She was crying. She didn't know what was going on. Worse then that, she didn't have any idea where her son was. Or her husband.

***

Nom Anor stood over Luke's broken body and smiled to himself. Nothing pleasured him more to see the leader of the Jedi take a few well deserved blows. Luke felt tears rolling down his face, stinging his wounds. Blood was in his mouth, down his face, and all over his body. He couldn't move he could hardly breathe. All he wanted was to see his son. Why couldn't he just see his boy.

"Please," he choked. "let Mara and Cavalli go. I'll stay."

"You know something Jeedai?" Anor asked, pulling Luke by his shirt to get the man to his feet.

Luke looked at him with a hardened glare.

"You talk to much!" the Vong whacked him with a 2 by 4.

The Master reeled backward and with out the use of his arms to keep balance, he slammed hard on the ground. He knew he was bleeding again, and the new pain in his jaw was enough to send him into unconsiousness.

However, Luke didn't loss his awareness. And to his dismay, the Vong wasn't finished with him. Nom Anor made sure that Luke knew, he was far from done. A swift kick in the abs made more tears come out of his eyes again. He needed to cough, but he couldn't move the lower part of his jaw. He knew it was broken. This was just perfect.

"Why Skywalker, you look like you have something to say," Anor sneered.

Since it was impossible for him to talk, Luke glared daggers instead. It didn't phase the Vong. Another blow to the head sent him out finally. For the first time, Luke was glad he was knocked out.

Anor huffed angrily. He grabbed Luke by the shirt and dragged him back to the cell where Mara was being held. She had awoken, but wasn't paying attention. He threw the unconscious Jedi into the cell and laughed before departing.
The laughter caught Mara's attention. She looked as the door was shut, and she saw Luke, laying there broken and bleeding.


"Oh Luke," she cried.

Unable to stand she crawled over to where her husband lay. She saw the marks on his face, and the blood. There were marks other places too. He looked like hell. She touched his face gingerly hoping he would come to. His eyes snapped open.

*Mara, I can't talk to you. He told her through the force.*

*Why not?* She asked.

*Anor broke my jaw, so this is the only way we can communicate!*