Why thank you for your reviews! I appreciate them greatly! I have a question though, one of my stories was deleted because I put in lyrics when I wasn't supposed to. But I really want to post my story, because I like it, so, what would happen if I just started it back up, from the chapter after the one where I ended at? Would I be thrown out of the site, or would it be OK? Any ideas?

Black's Phoenix: Thanks so much for reviewing! I thank you for reviewing my other story too.

dramaqueen872005: Thank you for reviewing my story! Yes, Darth Vader WILL meet Elena in this part. YES!

Elena wiped the last part of the ship down, breathing with relief. "Done," she smiled, "Finally."

She stood up, stretched, and stepped back to admire her hard work. The personal speeder of Prince Xizor was clean and nicely polished, and it twinkled in the light. It was finished after two days of work, and it felt good.

Elena put her wiping rag away and walked out of the hangar bay, humming to herself. The scenario of the telepathic link with the Sith had almost gone out of her mind by now, and she was sure to keep her mental shields firmly intacked. On her way into the palace, she caught sight of Guri, writing furiously on a datapad.

"Hey Guri, what's up?" Elena asked cheerfully, coming next to her.

Guri, always stern and solemn, only replied, "The sky, Miss Skywalker. You ask me that almost every time I see you. I assure you, I will only answer the same."

Elena shrugged. "Well, can't blame me for trying," she answered, not put back by Guri's ever cold behavior. "I guess I'll see ya later, then." And with that, Elena strode out of the room, suddenly dreading returning to Xizor.

He's a cruel and ruthless taskmaster, and hardly gives me any time for breaks, except for eating, she thought to herself with slight anger. He works me long and hard, barely giving me any time for sleep! She pouted miserably all the way throughout the palace walk, ignoring the outside beautiful planet of Falleen.

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Vader crossed his arms, sitting down in a large chair across from Xizor, with Captain Piett sitting, and looking rather annoyed, next to him. It appears I am not the only one exasperated with Xizor, Vader thought.

The Falleen was going on and on about the wealth and dignity of the planet, and Vader was losing his patience.

"Do not continue to waste my time here, Xizor," Vader warned, abruptly standing up. "I want those reports, now."

Xizor glared at him again and stood up slowly. "Fine then," he snapped. He snapped his fingers, and Guri entered the room and bowed. "Go get me the information Lord Vader wants, and hurry about it!" he ordered shortly.

Guri bowed and left the room, saying nothing.

"And now, back to business," the green Falleen purred, "Part of the data on the Rebels is strictly classified, and was extremely hard to get. I hope you're ready to pay your money, Lord Vader."

Vader stared at him menacingly. "Do not disappoint me, Xizor," he barked.

Elena continued to hum as she made her way through the palace, not taking any notice of the courtiers and the finely dressed Falleens, who sneered and gave her disgusted looks.

Dressed in her khaki cargo pants, a now dirty cream-colored tank top and boots, she stood out of place from the others, but she didn't care. She marched smartly through the palace and finally came to the door where the Prince was. She reached up to press the buzzer, when suddenly a familiar voice spoke from behind her.

"Well look what we have here, if it isn't the little slave girl," Jerhaa sneered coldly.

Elena turned around to see the young Falleen male, along with several others, gloating at her evilly, and groaned to herself. Just my luck. Jerhaa was a son of a well-known nobleman, and was forever taunting and making fun of her for no good reason whatsoever.

"What do you want now, Jerhaa?" she snapped angrily, curling her hands into fists subconsciously.

The Falleen came closer, holding up his hands. "Now, now," he scolded, "That's no way to talk to a nobleman's son, now is it?"

"Go kiss a stormtrooper!" Elena growled harshly, glaring at him furiously. She was surprised at herself for being so bold; she usually wasn't with him.

Instantly Jerhaa raised his hand and slapped her hard in the face, sending her flying to the ground. "You watch your mouth, girl," he hissed, coming closer. "I've had with you and your cockiness. You're too bold, slave. And I won't stand for it any longer." He kicked her in the stomach, and then lifted her up and threw her head on the doors leading to the Prince.

She screamed out in fright as she nearly hit the hard metal doors, but they opened just as she was about to hit them. She fell to the floor, coughing hard and holding her stomach.

The boy Falleens ran into the room, very angry that she had managed to get away from them, and stopped short at the sight of Darth Vader.

Elena breathed heavily and scrambled to her feet, glaring daggers at the boys, and not even noticing Vader or Xizor, who looked very mad at her interrupting his conversation. "What is the meaning of this?" he hissed, glaring at them and Elena.

"It was all her fault!" Jerhaa spoke up, pointing to her. "She tried to beat us up, and then I defended myself and threw her into the doors. I wasn't doing anything wrong, honest!"

Elena gaped at him. "What? It was ALL your fault!" she yelped, and turned to Xizor. "He suddenly came up behind me, and then when he was teasing me; I told him to go away, then he slapped me across the face, kicked me in the stomach, and–"

Xizor abruptly snatched her throat, seething. "You will speak when spoken to, slave," he shouted, picking her up off of the floor.

Captain Piett was clearly horrified at this action, and glanced at Vader to see how he would react.

Vader looked from the now choking girl to Xizor and back again. He immediately felt something for the girl, since she was a slave, and knew he could relate to that; and somehow he knew that she was the one telling the truth. But there was something else familiar about her. And it was also her voice. Where had he heard her before? "Let her go, Xizor," he ordered suddenly.

"This is none of your concern, Vader," Xizor retorted, glaring at him.

Vader breathed loudly through his mouthpiece. "It is now," he replied, and lifted a hand up to choke him. Xizor instantly let go of Elena to grab his own throat, and Vader released him.

Elena coughed violently, and Vader turned to her. She looked up at him for a second, rather frightened, but at the same time, curious. "Why – cough - did you do that for me?" she asked in bewilderment.

Vader said nothing and stalked out of the room abruptly. Piett followed him, but not before giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder.

Elena watched the two of them leave. That was weird, she thought, and walked back to her room.

Well, well, well, Vader doesn't know yet that she was the one he shared the link with. If you review, I'll post another chapster up soon!