Well, I haven't updated in a loooooooong time, but we were moving and the computer didn't get unpacked until way later. So here's two chapters to keep you entertained.

Okay, yes, continuing. I do not own anything of any great value (aka the starwars universe).

Hyperspace. It was pretty much dull and boring. And yet for Vader/Anakin, it was terrible. It was a long, empty period of time, during which he could think. Seeing Padmé after all the years in between them should have been happy. And yet she was the problem. She was the one person who could make him feel remorseful about all the damage he had done, all the people dead, the lives ruined, the bridges burned. And then, of course, there was the shock of her actually being alive. He walked to the nav. Computer and typed in new coordinates. He had originally been headed to Coruscant, but with her, how could he? Palpatine was the one who had lied to him in the first place, claiming that Anakin had murdered her. He pinpointed a random star with his mind, and decided to go there. It was one of those systems his men had probed for any sign of the Rebels, and yet nothing was found. They wouldn't think of finding him there, not in a million years. It was the Dagobah system.

Dack sat sullenly at the table, his chin in his hand. He stared at the wall across from him. Leaning on it were two large carbonite slabs, with a princess and a pirate encased within. Suddenly a memory within him jerked, and he was back, to some unknown place.

It was a large room, with a roof far above. There were dozens of tables crammed into the space, and hundreds of young men and women sat, eating and talking. People were sitting next to Dack, joking and laughing. Most of them had on bright orange jumpsuits. He looked and down and saw that he wore the same thing. Over the din, he could just make out two very loud voices arguing. Then Captain Solo marched out of some adjoining room, obviously in a very bad mood. After him followed Princess Leia, still yelling at him about something. The man sitting next to Dack grinned at him. "Sure as anything, Dackie, those two are going to get together." But he could only stare at his "friend" unable to recall a name or a history, just looking into a past he couldn't remember.

"Commander?"

Dack blinked out of his reverie, and looked at the ensign before him.

"Yes, what is it?"

"We believe Skywalker's ship has just landed."

"Okay. Does he know that we know he's here?"

"I don't think so, sir."

"Excellent. Prepare the slabs for transport."

As they approached Dagobah, Vader sensed a presence he had not felt since…a long time ago. He kneeled down beside the bunk and looked hard at the unconscious woman lying there. It was time. Time to repent all his wrongs, time to be a husband and maybe some day a father. Time to look at Padmé with his real eyes. It was time to see Yoda.

It didn't take Luke long to crack the Imperial security system. Now he was in a large ventilation duct. He paused, trying to feel Leia's presence. He could feel it, but she was not alone. Han was there, and unfortunately, so was Dack. Although he didn't want to hurt Dack, he would have to face the would-be Sith. And so he lowered himself into the chamber.

It was hard to see, because of mist rising out of numerous ducts. A strange orange color twisted the shadows. He recognized it at last: he was in a carbon freezing chamber. There was a large pit in the center of the room. He walked around it and nearly screamed. There, frozen in an expression of terror and pain, was Leia. Then Dack was behind him.

"Hello Luke. Come to join your sister?"
"Something like that. I've come to take her and Han back. You can come too, Dack. You can get away from all of this."
"I'd never come with you, Luke. You'd probably just leave me behind somewhere like you did last time."

Before Luke could answer, he heard the all-too-familiar igniting of a lightsaber. All the while, Luke could tell that Dack was trying to push him into the carbon freezing pit, but Luke kept his emotions in check, and handled the fight like a pro. Finally he caught Dack off guard, and sent him flying into a wall, where he lay dazed. Luke ran over to Leia's slab and regarded the controls. He heard a moan. He turned around.

Dack was on his knees. "Luke?" he called out, holding his head in his hands. His voice was weaker, younger. "Oh my head hurts." He looked around.

"Where am I? This isn't Hoth!" Luke's eyes widened. Dack's memory!

"Dack! It's alright. I'm here. You're alright." He ran over to Dack. But too late he saw the evil gleam in Dack's eye. With two swift motions of his hand, Dack pushed Luke into the pit and pulled a lever. Then Luke felt a sudden, hot pain, and all was black.

Anakin Skywalker stood staring at the murky trees. The unthinkable had happened. Yoda had forgiven him. Padmé was inside, sleeping off the last effects of the drug. She would be so happy. Finally, everything was coming together. Finally, everything was going to be fine. Again, the silent redhead went unnoticed.

Okay, so this was a really short chapter, but more will come!