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Padme lay in pain on the floor of her cell. She hadn't told Palpatine where Leia was. He had tortured her until she was almost dead. Padme's despair had nothing to do with her physical pain. Her emotional pain was too great. It engulfed her.

Padme could not believe that Vader had just watched. She had hoped he would do something. Her Anakin would not have let that happen to her. Her Anakin would have killed anyone who harmed her or threatened to harm her. Her Ani would never watch someone hurt her.

But her Anakin was dead - killed by Darth Vader, and twisted by Palpatine until he'd become a monster. He was gone.

Anakin had been there throughout the years. She had seen him when he played with their children. She had heard him when he talked to her. Now he was dead. Something killed her Anakin. Now her children were in danger, especially Luke.

Padme knew she would soon be killed. She almost wished to die, then Palpatine would never know where to find her baby girl. She couldn't leave Luke, though. She had to find a way to help her son, but how?

Padme closed her eyes. She was exhausted. She knew she needed to gather her strength before Palpatine came back again. Padme let the sweet bliss of unconsciousness take over her. Darth Vader slammed his fist into a wall. He had just returned to his quarters from Padme's torture session. How could he just stand there and allow her to be harmed? He deserved to die. He hated himself.

"Dad?" Luke walked in, curious.

Vader had to hold his rage in check. He wouldn't take it out on Luke. He had already hurt Padme enough. He wasn't going to hurt their son, "Yes, Luke?"

"What happened to the wall?" he asked, pointing to the huge dent Vader had made.

"Don't worry about it."

"Dad, is mom okay?" Luke asked.

"Why?" the question had caught him off guard.

"I had a dream she was hurt. When I woke up, my whole body hurt. It still does," Luke explained.

For once Vader was glad he was wearing a mask. Luke couldn't see the struggle on Vader's face.

"Dad?"

"Your mother is ill, son," Vader lied and instantly regretted it.

"Oh, I hope Leia didn't catch it."

Vader inhaled sharply, "What?"

"I can feel Leia, Dad. She is in a lot of pain, too," Luke said, clearly upset.

"Can you find her?"

"I can feel her really strongly."

"We must go see the Emperor." Vader took Luke to their speeder and headed for the Emperor's quarters.

What am I doing? Vader asked himself as he piloted the speeder. Why am I doing this? I am using my son to find Leia. Padme sent her away to be safe from him, and I am bringing my Master my girl to hurt. He just wants to kill her. I want to stop myself, but I can't. I just can't.

Obi-Wan, why didn't you kill me?

"Dad? Are you okay?" Luke asked quietly.

"Yes, son, don't worry about me. We'll find your sister and make sure she gets better." "We don't know what is wrong with her," the medic told Bail.

"Thank you," Bail responded. He placed his hand on the girl's forehead. Physically, she was perfectly healthy. Bail had a hunch something had happened to Padme or Luke. He had to find a way to get both of them to safety.

Winter and her mother entered the room.

"Is Lelilia alright?" Winter asked quietly.

Winter's mother exchanged glances with Bail. She nodded for him to tell Winter the truth.

Bail squatted down to the girl's height. He brushed her hair out of her face, "They don't know what is wrong with her. I will tell you as soon as she wakes up, okay?"

"Okay," Winter answered. She handed Bail some flowers. "These are for Lelilia."

Bail took them, "I'm sure she will love them."

"Come along, Winter," her mother said, gently pushing her toward the door.

Bail watched them go, then turned back to Leia. He needed help. Bail exited the girl's room. He went to his private holocomm and waited for an answer.

"Senator Organa!" Obi-Wan Kenobi's face appeared.

"I need your help, Master Kenobi," Bail explained to the Jedi about Padme's fears, how he ended up with Leia, and the girl's current state.

Obi-Wan stroked his chin as he thought, "She needs to be moved. The girl who saw her collapse must leave also. Leia is in grave danger, as are Padme and Luke."

"I agree. But where will they go?"

"I will discuss it with Master Yoda and contact you," Obi-Wan responded.

Bail nodded and closed the transmission. He then went back to Leia's room and kept vigil next to the little girl. Obi-Wan Kenobi sat back in his chair, stroking his beard. The time had finally come. He knew the most important task was to save the twins.

Yoda walked up, "Heard the conversation I did. Retrieve Leia first, we must. Bring her here you will."

Obi-Wan nodded, "I will leave right away. I shall bring her and the girl who saw her fall here to stay on Dagobah with us."

"The girl is of no concern. She does not know about Leia's true identity. Leave her on Alderaan," Yoda insisted.

Obi-Wan nodded, "Alright."

"May the Force be with you."