Author Note: Ok guys, you asked for more, so you got more! And once again thanks for the great reviews...ok, now a little info about the first half of this chapter...Padme mentions a certain 'personal joke' which I added at the last minute...hopefully you'll all understand it, but if not, I'll be more than happy to explain it to you...just ask!

So, Enjoy!

"Mother?" The woman repeated in surprise as she crouched infront of Leia. "I think you must be mistaken."

"I'm sorry, I meant Mara," Leia appologised, although she had no idea why she'd just said that. It was as if the words had just fallen out of her mouth and she had no control over them. She knew who this woman was, but clearly the woman had no idea who she was.

"I have no children," the woman continued as she untied Leia's wrists. "My children died long ago."

If only she knew who I was, Leia thought. She wanted to tell this woman that she was her daughter, but somehow the words wouldn't form.

"You're Padme Amidala aren't you?" she asked instead, then almost kicked herself for not telling the truth about who she was.

"Yes I am. How did you know that?" Padme asked as she threw the ropes to one side and Leia rubbed her sore wrists.

"I...I've seen pictures...and I've met you...briefly a long time ago."

"Well it must have been a long time ago, because I haven't really spoken to anyone for over twenty years now," Padme sighed. Then she changed the subject, as though she didn't want to be reminded of the past. "So what are you doing here? Did you get kidnapped aswell?"

"No. Actually I was here to rescue you," Leia replied, feeling rather sheepish.

"Good Job!" Padme replied wryly and Leia looked at her in surprise.

"What?"

"Personal joke," Padme said quickly, not meaning to offend her. "So come on, you know my name, but do I know yours?"

"I doubt it," Leia sighed. The conversation was slowly edging back towards the one path that she wasn't comfortable about, and yet she had no choice but to go down it.

"Well, are you going to tell me your name, or do I have to guess?" Padme prompted politely, and Leia could see that there was no turning back now. She'd have to go all the way and tell the truth...about everything.

"My name's Leia Organa Solo. I was the adopted daughter of Bail Organa of Alderaan."

"Bail Organa? I used to be friends with him. He's a good man. How is he now?" Padme said as she settled herself beside Leia. Leia could feel something in Padme that made her feel slightly more comfortable and she guessed that it was probably Padme's hidden maternal streak.

"He died. So did my adopted mother. Our planet was destroyed."

"Destroyed! What could destroy a whole planet?" Padme asked in disbelief. It seemed that Bail's death may have hit Padme harder than Leia had anticipated. If Padme thought that was bad, how would she handle what Leia had to say next?

"The Empire built a huge space station called a Death Star. It was powerful enough to destroy a whole planet, and my home was chosen to test it out. I tried to save it by telling them false information, but they went ahead and destroyed it anyway. My own biological father sentenced me to execution and I was taken back to my cell. Of course, I didn't know he was my father at the time."

"That's awful," Padme exclaimed. Leia wiped a tear from her eye, and Padme wrapped a sympathetic arm around her, giving her a little comforting squeeze. Leia felt so much warmth and love radiating from this woman that if there had ever been any doubt in her mind that this may not be her mother after all, all those thoughts were wiped away there and then.

"But then my brother saved me. He was with my husband at the time, but of course, I had no idea he was my brother, and I'd never have dreamed of marrying someone like Han. They rescued me, but lost a friend in the process. He was a Jedi Master called Ben Kenobi."

"Ben Kenobi? I wonder if he was related to Obi-Wan Kenobi?" Padme wondered aloud.

"He was the same person. He'd been forced to go into hiding on Tatooine and assumed a new name."

"So...so Obi-Wan's dead aswell?" Padme stiffened slightly, and Leia could feel her shuddering, so she did her best to send soothing waves through the force.

"Yes. I'm afraid so. But he died saving me, so I'm truly grateful to him. And if it wasn't for him, I would never have found my brother in the first place."

"Were you and your brother seperated then?" Padme asked curiously as she took a deep breath and composed herself again.

"Yes. We were told that our parents had been killed, and that being seperated was for our own good. Luke went to Tatooine to live with his Aunt and Uncle - "

"Did you say Luke?" Padme asked, a look of disbelief on her face. Leia realised that at last the penny had finally begun to drop, and Padme was at last starting to realise who she was sharing a cell with.

"Yes. Luke Skywalker," Leia replied, and the look on Padme's face confirmed that at last, she had worked it out. After all, how else would this young woman, with the same name as her daughter, have a brother called Luke Skywalker, and know two of Padme's closest friends, as well as have a father who worked for the Empire?

"It...it can't be true...they told me you were dead..." she gasped, pulling away from Leia and holding her at arm's length so that she could look her up and down. Then she broke down in tears of joy as Leia pulled her mother close and hugged her tight, never wanting to let her go ever again.

"It's ok Mum. I'm here...I'm here," she soothed as tears began to role down her cheeks aswell.

oOo

Back out in the arena, the Vong were still searching for Mara. She had fallen somewhere near one of the entrances, and yet she was no-where to be found.

After about half an hour of searching, the guards finally gave up and left, reasoning that Mara had probably escaped when their backs were turned. Han, however, knew better. As soon as the last guard had gone, he emerged from the shadows, ran down the ice steps and across the arena, hoping over the bodies of the dead Vong and diverting round the Wompa.

He skidded across the last little bit and dropped to his knees, digging frantically in the snow. What everyone had forgotten was that Luke had caused a snowslide when he was trying to escape, and Han had watched Mara get buried under it.

He had been forced to wait for a whole hour, which was so frustrating, but now the wait had payed off, because as he dug, he felt something else. Uncovering it a little more, he found that it was a gloved hand.

A little more digging and Han was able to pull Mara free. Her flame red hair was soaking wet from the slushy ice and snow and hung losely about her shoulders, her lips had turned blue, she was ice cold, and at first, Han couldn't feel a pulse. As he wrapped her in his coat, however, and hauled her into his arms, she gave a slight gasp.

Thank god she's still alive, Han thought as he carried her back up the steps to the exit. The Falcon was too far for him to carry her to, and the weather had become too unpredictable, so he took her to the closest medical facility - the one right there in the base. He just hoped that the Vongs weren't using it.

As it happened, they weren't, so he was able to get there without incident.

"Now the hard bit," he muttered as he laid her in one of the beds. Did he try and help her, or did he go after the others and try to rescue them, then come back for her?

Either way was risky. If he tried to save Mara, the Vongs could find them, or Leia and the others might be killed. If he tried to save Leia, Mara would almost certainly die, and there was no guaruntee that he'd be able to save the others without getting caught himself. At least, if he saved Mara, she may be able to get back to the ship and call for help. If she was a smuggler, like Luke had said, she may know some of his old contacts who still owed him a favour.

"Jeez, if Leia found out that I was choosin this...'scoundrel' over her, she'd flip. But I gotta save Mara. Oh hell, I'll just have to make sure Leia don't find out," he muttered as he began pulling things out of cupboards. He had no idea what he was doing, and he was immensly relieved when he at last found a medical droid that was still able to function.

He explained what had happened, and the droid checked Mara over. She was stone white, ice cold, barely breathing, and had a cut across her side which was still seeping blood, and yet the droid turned round and informed him that she was in no immediate danger.

"Don't s'pose there's any chance of a second opinion?" he snapped, as he checked outside the door for any guards.

"There is no need Captain Solo. She will be perfectly fine, I assure you. A good long soak in bacta should make her as good as new in no time." Han didn't look convinced, but he knew that he was wasting valuable time by arguing with the droid, so in the end, he went along with it.

"Great. Listen, I gotta go free my wife, but I'll be back soon, so you make her good and ready for me when I come back, ya hear? Otherwise I'll turn ya into spare parts for my ship," Han threatened and if the droid's face could have shown emotion, it would certainly have been showing a look of horror at that moment. Han left the medical room, locking the door behind him. At least Mara was safe now, even if she had been left with a tin can on legs. (Han never had liked droids much).

He began to sprint down the corridors, blaster held out infront of him. Time was running short, and if he didn't hurry, he could lose everything he'd worked so hard for these past few years, and he wasn't just thinking about his wife. That was a thought that sent a cold shiver down his spine. He hadn't fought the Empire alongside his wife and best friends, only to lose them a year later in a frozen wasteland to a group of savage monsters.