A/N: I know, I know. The last chapter was boring. I'm sorry! Hopefully this will be better! I also won't be able to update every day now, but every three or four days b/c I'm having to stay after school now and I don't get home until latemwah

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Luke Skywalker walked into the port of Mos Eisley when the sun rose. He hadn't slept. Sleep wasn't needed for a Sith. The town was just beginning to rise, and he caught bits of the inhabitants' conversation.

"…prices are rising on freighter flights…"

"…stupid jawa! Get away from my landspeeder!"

"…that new Skywalker girl is hot…"

Faster than the eye could follow, Luke grabbed his blaster and pinned the man who'd spoken against the wall. His two companions ran, and were gone. "What did you say?" Luke growled.

The man squirmed in the Sith's grasp. Luke had his left hand around his neck, and with his other hand he had his blaster jammed into the man's ribcage. The man was starting to sweat. He was old enough to be married with kids, and was fat, and smelled of things Luke would rather not think about. "I…I…"

"Well?"

"I didn't mean anything by it!" The man grunted. "You know…just gossip. I mean…if she's yours then you're a very lucky guy but I wasn't…"

"Listen, you fat piece of Bantha fodder." Luke snarled. "Don't you ever get near my sister, or I promise you that moment will be your last." For good measure, he jammed the blaster a little bit harder.

"Who…who are you?" The man whimpered. He squirmed even harder, but Luke's eyes only glinted harder, and so did his grip.

Putting his blaster down, Luke reached up, and pulled down his hood. "Luke…Luke Skywalker!" The man gasped.

"That's right. And don't you ever forget it."

Fear was practically oozing off of the man, it felt like oil slipping through Luke's fingers. At that moment, the man collapsed. Luke looked at him in surprise. He hadn't done anything. He knelt down to check the mans vital signs. The man was dead. Fear had killed him.

Luke shook his head in disgust, and continued to the north, and the feeling that was Leia grew stronger.

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"Han? Han, where are you?" Leia called.

The hot Tatooine sun blazed overhead, and she paused to wipe sweat from her brow. She looked out at the endless land, trying to find him. In her hands, she carried two glasses of water, and some nausage, a Tatooine favorite.

"Miss me?"

"Han!" Leia jumped, and whirled around, where the smuggler stood, right behind her. "Where's Chewbacca?"

"On the eastern side. Your uncles working him like a Wookiee…excuse the expression."

Leia laughed. Then, Han's face turned serious. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." That was only partially true, and Han knew it. In the single day he'd been there, he'd caught Leia staring off into space, looking like her heart would break, and she hadn't answered him when he'd asked where the refresher was six times. He wondered if it had something to do with the holodisk he saw in her room, but didn't dare ask.

"Are you sure?" He asked. He slipped an arm around her waist.

"Yes." She paused. It had now been a week since she'd been exiled to Tatooine, and she was homesick. No matter who they were, Leia missed Luke and Vader. She just couldn't say that enough. She missed them, even their hate. And Han was only staying for a short time, and then he'd leave her too. The hopelessness of the situation threatened to overwhelm her. "No."

"Then what's wrong?"

"Please…just hold me." She whispered.

And standing out there on the moisture farms, he just held her. She closed her eyes and sighed. She opened her eyes slowly…

…and thought she saw a black figure watching them from behind a rock. She blinked, and then it was gone. "What is it?" Han asked.

"Nothing." Leia said slowly, trying to shake off the dark feeling. "It's nothing." She pulled away, and knelt to pick up the food she'd brought. "I was supposed to bring you this. Look…we shouldn't do this. I mean, you're going to leave in a few days and…I…"

"Look." Han said, putting his hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes. "This isn't easy for me to say, and I know I haven't known you that long, but…it just feels so right. Leia…I love you. I don't ever want to leave you."

Leia's heart, which moments ago had been filled with misery, now soared. A smile swept across her face, and she enveloped herself back in his arms. "I love you too." She whispered.

And completely forgot about the black figure she'd seen.

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Luke shook in anger as he watched his sister and the strange man. No man had the right to touch his sister. Ever.

She looked up once at him, and he thought she'd seen him, but he quickly melted into the dunes, and she looked away. He struggled to control his anger, before he sent another wave of anger towards Leia. He didn't want to hurt her.

Only the man who dared to put his arms around her.

Luke waited for cover of darkness, and then knocked on the Lars's door.

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Leia was in her room when someone knocked at the door. She pulled her hair back quickly, and went to answer it. "I'll get it, dear." Beru said.

Leia felt something nudge her mind, and she found herself saying, "No, Aunt Beru. I'll do it."

So Leia opened the door.

Her heart stopped cold. "Luke." She said coldly.

"Leia."

He stood there, tall and foreboding. For a second, neither of them said anything. Then, Leia turned, "Get out here." And she pulled her brother out of the door, and shut it.

"What are you doing here?" She hissed at him.

"I came to get you." He said.

Leia was sure she'd heard wrong. "What?"

"You heard me." Luke looked around. "Look, the Emperor's mad, and Father's just his little space lackey. I ran away."

"What?"

"Just be quiet and listen." Luke growled. "I want Palpatine dead just as much as you do. Don't deny it, Leia, you know that you do. And if that means Father has to die too…then so be it."

Leia gasped. "Luke, you can't mean that!"

"I do. And I think I've found a way to do it. The rebels are stationed on this planet. I could find them…and join them!"

Leia stared at her brother. Even coming from a Sith, this was incredible. "Luke, you're crazy, it'll never work. Everyone knows you as a Sith! You're one of the most recognized people in the galaxy!"

"Which is why I need you to come with me. They'll trust you, and you can get them to trust me."

He grabbed her wrist, and he turned to walk away, but Leia yanked her arm back angrily.

She shook her head. "I won't do it, Luke. You can't just come here and expect to pick me up like nothings wrong. You abandoned me, Brother. Put any fancy title on it you want, you still abandoned me. I might not be dark like you, but I'm human, and I don't like it."

"Leia, just quit being stupid and come on."

"Don't call me stupid!" She turned to go back inside, then turned, and glared at her brother. "For a little bit, I thought that I wanted to go back to you and Father. But I was just fooling myself. All that you ever wanted me for was to use me for your own ends. I guess you imagine that you'd be the next Emperor? And what would you do with the rebels, once you overthrew Palpatine?"

She let the question hang. Luke stared at her in open mouthed silence. Leia had never spoken to him like that. She was surprising even herself. "Get off of this planet, Brother." Leia said with a chilly voice. "Get off this planet, and get out of my life. And if you try to force me to do anything else…I may not be as strong as you, but I am also Force-sensitive. Remember that."

She got the door halfway closed before Luke could think of something to say.

"Who is he, Leia?"

She was caught off guard. "What?"

"The man that I saw you with today. Out on the farm, remember?" Luke smiled evilly. "I know where you live now, Leia. And I could go back to Father and tell him about him. How do you think he'd like that?"

The bottom of Leia's stomach dropped. Luke, seeing his advantage, pressed on. "So tell me, what's his name?"

"Shut up!" Leia screamed. "Shut up!"

She seemed to grow taller as she struck her brother through the Force. Luke fell backwards about five feet. "Get out of here, Luke. Don't make me tell you again." Leia growled, with a deeper, more menacing quality to her face. Rage was pulsing through her, rage like she'd never felt before. It filled her, consumed her, made her lose touch with who she was.

Luke, realizing she couldn't be swayed, turned on his heel once he regained his footing, and ran. Leia felt herself slip back to normal. She was shaking. She looked at her hands. What did I just do? What have I done?

Trying not to cry, she'd just really lost the only home she'd ever had, she ran back into the homestead.

"Princess?" Han said when he saw her running in. "What's wrong? Who was it?"

She looked at him, tearstained. "You knew?"

"I saw the picture." He admitted. "Why didn't you say anything?"

But Leia couldn't talk. She just buried herself in Han's embrace, and cried.

Luke…my brother…