Author Note: Ok guys, here's the next chapter, and I hope it answers the 'Where's Leia?' question that I know some of you have been asking. Well I just want to warn you that I may be delayed in posting for a while, what with x-mas and everything, I am still way behind on all my wrapping, card writing etc...so I will post, just not as regularly as I should. Sorry!

But on with the story, and I'm afraid it's another cliffhanger! (cue evil music) HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Leia threw the floral yellow dress back into the suitcase after failing to see anything for the fifth time now. She couldn't do anything without Luke, and it was really starting to annoy her.

Luke and her father were two of the greatests Jedi the Galaxy had ever seen. Their blood flowed in her veins, and yet she couldn't do half the things they could do. Infact the only thing she could do was use the force to lift and move small objects. It seemed that she had become too reliant on Luke doing everything for her...although why he couldn't just let her be normal was another thing that annoyed her. He insisted on her becoming a Jedi, but she was perfectly content to just use a blaster.

Sighing, she threw herself onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Streaks of light from the evening sun lined the ceiling and danced about the drawn curtains, which fluttered in the slight breeze from the open window.

There was no real reason for the curtains being shut, other than the fact that Leia had thought it might help her to concentrate more on the clothes and less on the distraction of the breathtaking scenery.

As she lay on her back now, she lazily used the force to open the curtains (well the force had it's advantages to!) and propped herself up on her elbows to watch as the sun set even lower on the horizon.

How many times had her mother watched that sunset? And how many times had she watched it rise again in the morning? Would she ever see it again?

Leia hoped so. She'd only visited Tatooine for a short period of time, but she knew which planet she'd rather live on, and she guessed that her mother must feel the same, having lived most of her life on this beautiful planet. As Sola had told her earlier that day, Padme never really had a place of her own. She had moved around so much that there hadn't been any point. Yes, she had her Coruscant appartment, but that was just a place to stay, not a place to live permanently.

Padme had still lived with her parents and Sola, and Sola's daughters Ryoo and Pooja, who were, at this moment, entertaining Han and Chewbacca out in the garden. They had come home late the previous evening and hadn't failed to impress Leia with their impeccable manners and politeness.

Thats why Leia was alone up here now. They had driven her insane, although it didn't take alot to do that now a days, and she just needed to escape. The suitcase seemed the perfect excuse, but now it wasn't working, Leia was considering giving up all together and just going to bed. She didn't want to be unsociable, but she just didn't feel in the mood for 'Allow me', 'Could you possibly excuse me please?' and 'Would you like another sweet at all?'

Looking around the room, Leia saw that it wasn't really empty, but was full of furniture, covered in white sheets. Lifting one sheet with the force, Leia uncovered a chest of drawers, still with several object scattered across it. She called a hairbrush to her and examined the long fine strands of chocolate brown hair that were still entwined in the bristles. She ran a finger through the hair and immediately saw visions of someone sitting at the chest of drawers with their back to her. They ran the brush through their long flowing, slightly curled hair, and hummed gently. Leia leaned to one side slightly, not sure if it would make the slightest bit of difference, and there in the reflection from the mirror, she saw her mother. She had a dreamy expression on her face, and it was like she wasn't completely aware of what she was doing, so involved was she, in a thought or memory of her own. At last, she set the brush back down on the table and sighed as there was a knock at the door.

Leia jumped when she realised that there really had been a knock at the door. A moment later Sola appeared, carrying a tray of food.

"I thought I might find you in here," she smiled, setting the tray down on the chest of drawers and sitting beside Leia.

"I...I just needed some time to myself. I wanted to see if I could find out anything else about my mother..."

"No luck?" Sola guessed, giving Leia a sympathetic smile. "There's still alot of things about my sister that I don't know...and probably never will either."

"Was this her room?" Leia said, motioning to the covered bits of furniture. Sola nodded.

"Yes, this was hers. She wanted the bigger room, but being the youngest, had to settle for the smaller. However, that didn't stop her from arguing with me for hours over why she should get the room instead of me."

Leia laughed at the thought, and remembered some of her quarrels with Luke.

"Siblings argue over the stupidest things," she agreed.

"Yes, but one thing we never argued about was who had the better wardrobe. I mean, look at this stuff! It certainly is fit for a queen. I never got anything as grand as this."

"Why not?" Leia asked curiously, as she and Sola rummaged through the suitcase together. Leia pulled out a long black dress, that was made of some sort of netting material with diamonds embeded into the velvet underlay. It was a beautiful dress, and Leia couldn't help but hold it up infront of her. Sola nodded approvingly.

"It suits you," she said, watching as Leia held it up to herself and twirled around infront of the mirror so that the bottom flicked out.

"Can I try it on?" Leia asked hopefully, and Sola nodded, delving into the suitcase again to find the matching accessories.

In no time at all, Leia was wearing the very evening gown that Padme had been wearing when Anakin had first confessed his love to her. She was even wearing the gloves, the headband and the choker too.

"You look beautiful," Sola sighed, watching her niece twirl around the room, thrilled that she was able to actually wear something that her mother had once worn.

Leia knew this was a feeling that Luke would never experience. After all, the only thing left of their father's former Jedi days was his lightsaber, which Luke had lost, along with his hand, on Bespin.

"I hope Luke brings her home soon," Sola sighed, flopping back onto the bed, as Leia had done earlier. "She would be so proud of you now...just like I am."

Leia felt touched by this statement and flopped next to her aunt. The two talking more about Padme, and guys, and just general girlish things for a long time. Both had really started to bond with each other at last, and this should have been a gift ...but it would soon prove to be a curse - a curse that could destroy their family forever.