Chapter 5: Flight Suit
Leia was woken up the next morning by Han shaking her gently. His hand felt rough against the soft skin on her shoulder.
"Come on, Leia! Get up!" he said in her ear. Moaning, Leia rolled over.
"What do you want?" she mumbled, still half-asleep, and her eyes still closed partially.
"It's almost noon, and you're still asleep. Are you feeling alright? How late were you up last night?"
"Since when does it matter to you how late I was up?" snapped Leia. Han backed away slowly, with his hands up in defeat.
"Fine, fine. Be that way. Just remember if you ever try to blame me for this, I was the one that tried to wake you up, and you were the one that yelled at me." Leia sighed as her husband left. She didn't remember feeling so tired last night. It was probably just the excitement from everything, she told herself. She didn't feel like getting out of bed quite yet, so she pulled out her Mother's diary. Flipping it open, she found the next entry to be surprisingly short. She was also surprised to find out that it had been written 10 years after the previous entry. Leia couldn't figure out why, but still read it.
It's been 10 years since I last wrote, but that doesn't mean that I didn't keep another diary. I did keep another diary. For some reason that I can't explain I started it, it's very unusual. All I know is I shouldn't have come back to Corescant. Yet again, a decoy was used on my ship. I had to fly here dressed as a pilot. Things seemed to be going smoothly, but Captain Typho and I spoke too soon. As soon as Corde, my decoy, got off the ship, it blew up! I got the chance to say good-bye to Corde, but it was still devastating. She felt horrible that she had failed me, but I know otherwise. It was unwise for me to come back. On the other hand, I have been given two Jedi protectors from the Jedi Councel. The wonderful thing about it is...Obi-Wan Kenobi, and little Anakin! Well, I guess Anakin's not so young anymore. I'm 24, making him around 20 or so. I can only imagine he's just as free-spirited, and rebellious as before. His Mother must has had an interesting time raising him! I must go now. The Senate thinks I am dead! They do not know about my many decoys. I must go to them now, and stop the passage of this army that they want to build. It will only lead to war, something I have fought too long and too hard to prevent these last 10 years. We must try and keep peace in the Republic, stop the fighting, and the thirst for power and a Dictatorship!
-Padme Amidala
Senator from Naboo
An assassin had tried to kill her Mother! Maybe that's how she had died. The entry didn't give any clues as to who would want her Mother dead.
"But then again, she was a Senator. That's probably why. Someone wasn't happy with how she was running things," Leia thought. She stopped to sort out what she had just read. "Of course! The army!" Her Mother seemed to be strongly against the army! Someone who had wanted the army built was probably behind the assassination attempts. Leia pulled on a beautiful tan gown, and then remembered about the drawings in the diary. She picked up the diary, which still lied open on her bed, and flipped to the next page. The outfit wasn't as glamorous as the ones before it, but that didn't matter to her. Padme had on burgundy leggings, with black boots. A brown shirt and gloves with a black leather vest over it. Her hair was in about 10 or so mini-ponytails all in a row across her back. She had a flight helmet under her arm.
"Leia! Come on! It's time for lunch!" Luke called out from the kitchen. Leia scrambled out of bed, and told her brother that she would be there in a minute, she had to get dressed.
A/N: Short chapter, I know, but I don't really know what else to write for this chapter. I really want to get to this one part, but I don't want to make the other chapters seem really bad. I'll update soon…I swear!
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