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Anne awoke the next morning to see steaming breakfast sitting on her small table by the large window. She leapt out of bed and went towards the food, she scanned the Force to ensure that the Emperor wasn't anywhere around, but she only sensed Lord Vader though he was busy in a briefing with his men. She sat on the cushioned chair and ate heartily. Everything was so wonderful she even had a pear for dessert. Pears were her favorites, especially if they were Nubian pears, which this one was. After eating breakfast and drinking her milk, she made her bed and dressed. There was a knock on her door and she opened it to find a nervous looking ensign standing there, he looked to only be about sixteen or so, not that old.

"Lord Vader has commanded that I take you to him."

Anne handed the young man a note stating that she would be right back, she returned with her cloak with the hood pulled over her head. She then grabbed the sweaty palm of the young man as he escorted her to Lord Vader's conference room. Anne wanted to rush to Lord Vader and greet him but she stayed put, especially since there were officers in the room. She felt a warm feeling embrace her and she smiled. Once the men were dismissed, she slowly approached Lord Vader and when he patted his knee she leapt into his arms, hugging him as he gently rubbed her back.

"Sleep well young one?"

"Yes, thank you. The breakfast was good, how did you know that Nubian pears were my favorites?"

"At one time they were my favorite too; I shared them with my wife long ago." Lord Vader seemed caught in the moment.

"Come, there is much to show you." Lord Vader set the young girl on her feet and she held his hand as they left the conference room.

Anne was amazed the tour and after it was completed she was given a pass to wear around her neck that would give her full access to Lord Vader's private gym, sparring room, and although he didn't use it he had access to a private swimming pool, he allowed a few of his loyal and trusted followers access occasionally.

Anne also loved being on the bridge, though she wasn't allowed without Lord Vader escorting her personally.

Anne also had access to his private library where she would be spending six hours a day studying and learning. When Lord Vader couldn't teach her personally, a few of his trusted officers agreed to help as needed, it seemed his daughter Anne could melt the most iciest of people, himself included. She wasn't spoiled though and she knew that once Lord Vader had given the final word there would be no arguing. Lord Vader was quite amazed by the resiliency of his daughter, despite her handicap.

One particular day, Anne was swimming in the large pool completing her laps when she felt someone watching her. She opened her eyes to find Admiral Piett getting ready to dive into the warm water. The Admiral was one of the nicest people on the Executor; he was silent and reserved for the most part, but he was very compassionate. He was also helping Anne with Grammar and basic, though Anne could only write hand written notes, she understood Basic quite clearly and enjoyed reading and writing essays about the books she read. However science and mathematics were the most challenging for her and despite Lord Vader's patience with her on these subjects, she found it incredibly aggravating and intolerable. Anne knew that she had some abilities in the Force as she could read minds and intentions as well as send telepathic messages to those around her, in particular she seemed to have bonded with Lord Vader, she wasn't sure if it was intentional or just the natural connection she felt with him but still didn't understand how, at least not on a conscious level.

Lord Vader used his considerable ability in the Force to protect Anne's continuing strength in the Force as he continued to teach her basic Jedi training, the Sith training would have to follow later. She would be awakened every morning about four o'clock to work on her physical training, then she would go swimming, and return to continue telekinesis, healing, and meditation, mind tricks were something that she excelled at as Lord Vader soon found out. His storm troopers that were assigned to protect her were up to all sorts of stunts.

The poor men weren't used to answering to a nine year old girl. Lord Vader put up with antics as it really didn't hurt anyone. That changed one afternoon, when Anne was found in Lord Vader's private hanger, an area she had been restricted access. She had 'convinced' the storm trooper to let her in and Lord Vader found her sitting in his Advanced Tie-fighter pretending to be shooting down bad guys. She was so intent that she didn't feel Lord Vader's presence until she was levitated out of the cockpit.

"Anne, what are you doing in here?" Lord Vader asked rather indignantly.

"I was practicing, Lord Vader."

"Practicing?" he asked as he put his hands on his hips.

"Shooting bad guys."

"I see. How did you get into my private hanger bay, young one? Especially since it is restricted?"

"I know I shouldn't have, but I mind-tricked the storm trooper to let me inside."

"I see; is this how you spend your time and talents?"

"Not always, milord." Anne sheepishly replied.

"Mm, I see. Do you think you can find your way back to your quarters or should I send a battalion of men to escort you?"

"No, milord. That won't be necessary." Anne seemed horrified by the idea.

"Good. Now make sure you go straight to your quarters, young one or I will be most displeased, understand?" Lord Vader shook his finger at her.

"Yes, milord."

Anne ran as fast as her small feet would take her, the black cloak billowing out as she continued her pace. Lord Vader briefly smiled at his daughter's antics, he remember being caught in a similar situation when he was her age at the Jedi Temple.

Anne sat on the edge of her bed hugging her bear, "Why did I do it? I knew that I could get caught and now he's angry with me." Anne cried she was certain that Lord Vader would beat her for disobeying him, she would probably go back to slave status. Well it was nice while it lasted; maybe she would have a chance to work back up to favored status once again.