When they reached the hangar bay, Kristen was about to lose the fighting struggle to stay conscious. However, the loud and raspy sound of Vader's breathing jolted her awake once more. "Lord Vader, I apologize for the delay. We stopped over at her quarters to pick up a few items," Wesley said as he handed over the data pad, "this contains information on the Rebel base." "I trusted you Wes, how can you do this to me?" She pleaded. "Kris do you honestly think that after you lied to me after all these years that I had would trust you enough to do as you ask? It doesn't work that way." "But we can work through this." "No we can't, not this time anyway. In the future, maybe I'll forgive you for this. I have to turn you over; it's the right thing to do. If you ever return we'll set the wedding date so keep the ring. If you don't it doesn't matter either way to me." Wesley finished, ending the conversation they had practiced many times in order to make it look realistic. "There is something else." Vader said while interrupting the heartbreaking betrayal of the girl's fiancée. Wesley picked Kristen up like a baby, and reached fro the lightsaber as she was making incoherent protest. He handed the weapon to Vader and put Kristen back on her feet. At that moment, Kristen started to cry. Wesley stepped away from her and offered no support. Vader looked at the craftsmanship carefully, noting how it was almost an exact copy of his. For a few minutes no one spoke until Wesley broke the silence. "Is there something the matter?" He asked. He received no reply. "I was thinking about how much the weapon is similar to the one of Jedi Skywalker, a person whom I haven't seen in a long time." He wasn't about to tell them he was Skywalker because it would reveal his weakness and he couldn't tell them Kristen was his daughter because that would ruin everything. "That's strange," Picard said stepping forward to intervene, "her last name is Skywalker. What will you do with her?" "Hearing the question, Kristen gathered her remaining strength to shout, "He'll kill me as he did my father!" "No more outbursts from you!" Vader said. In order to keep her quiet he put her into a deep sleep with the aid of the Force. As it took affect, she fell to the cold metal floor with a thud. Picard jumped as the sound echoed throughout the docking bay. Vader gave the order for her to be put on his shuttle. As soon as it was carried out, he dismissed the crew by using another mind trick telling them to go about their business. Vader stalked up the ramp to the shuttle in long quick strides with his black cape billowing gracefully behind him. He gave the order for take off and headed to the seat where Kristen was sleeping. He sat on the red velvet seat across from her, just watching her for a moment. Before he could continue, the pilot informed him that they had arrived on board the Executor, Vader's flag ship. "My Lord, do you want me to call in the guards to escort the prisoner to the detention block?" "No. I will see to her personally." The pilot, confused by why Vader would decide that now was the time to handle prisoners himself, raised an eyebrow to question him. "Are you sure that is wise?" "Don't question me again. Is that understood?" He smiled under the black helmet he wore. No one but the Emperor and he knew about Kristen's true identity. By making her appear as a known Rebel they were able to gain information so they could quickly destroy the Alliance and bring peace back to the galaxy. "Yes Lord Vader." "You are dismissed." Vader said. As soon as the pilot was out of sight, Vader lifted Kristen off the seat and into his arms.