Hey y'all! Wow, I'm so glad that so many people enjoyed seeing Luke's life on Tatooine last chapter! I loved writing it.

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1: STAR WARS REBELS SPOILERS: If you don't like or don't want spoilers if you've never watched the show, don't continue reading. I don't like when things are spoiled for me, so they shouldn't be spoiled for you either. Star Wars Rebels will frequently pop up in the story.

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I HAVE NOT READ Leia, Princess of Alderaan, SO I DEFINITELY WON'T GET EVERYTHING ABOUT LEIA'S CHILDHOOD CORRECT. I really do want to read that book, but for now, you will have to deal with my imprecise canon references. Plus, it's an AU where Ahsoka knows about Leia, so things would be different anyway. I just don't want a flood of reviews saying, "But in Princess of Alderaan..."

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(published 7.10.18)

Chapter Fifteen: Partial Truths Part 2

10 BBY

"What's the capital of Mandalore?"

"Sundari."

"Alderaan?"

"Aldera. Duh."

"What about Naboo?"

"Theed."

"Imperial Center?"

"That's a trick question. Imperial Center has no capital, the entire planet is a city."

"Chandrila?"

"Um… Hanna City!"

"Corellia?"

"Coronet City."

"Ryloth?"

"Lessu."

"Onderon?"

"Iziz."

"Good, Leia," smiled Miss Ellé. "You're getting better."

"Miss Ellé," pondered Leia. "Why do we care about Ryloth so much?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I was just wondering, because it doesn't really have many natural resources, and the Twi'leks are peaceful, aren't they?"

"You're absolutely right," the teacher said. "In the Clone Wars, Ryloth fought on the side of the Republic. When the Separatists took over the planet, a rebel group led by Cham Syndulla formed to fight until a Republic strike force could arrive. Since the uprising against the Confederacy succeeded, the Empire is scared that the rebels will start to fight back against their oppression - I mean, rule." She stopped herself there, not needing Leia to know any more about the true reason behind Palpatine's iron fist on the planet. The truth was that the high and mighty emperor was an incompetent, racist jerk.

Leia growled. "Why does everyone live in fear? The Empire is in fear, the Twi'leks are in fear, and Papa doesn't say it, but I can tell that he and Mama are, too."

"I know, my dear, but it's hard when our government is so disbelieving and unjust," muttered Ellé. "Now, Princess, it's time to leave."

"But I like this class a lot better than my other classes," Leia pouted.

"Tell you what." She put her elbows down on the desk. "If you don't complain, I'll teach you about the guilds tomorrow."

Leia seemed to light up. "Really? I thought my father wouldn't let you!"

Ellé's eyes twinkled mischievously. "I'll convince him somehow. Now go, dear, I'm sure your parents are waiting for you."

"Okay. Thank you, Miss Ellé!" said the girl. She scuttled out of the room, a servant waiting outside to take her books. The teacher packed up her things, ready to move to her apartment for the day.

Padmé Amidala would never get used to her own daughter calling her Ellé Naberrie.

Ellé had been the name of one of her senatorial handmaidens at one point or another. And Naberrie, well, that was easy. The Naberries had a large extended family. Nobody would even think twice other than to realize that it was a native name to Naboo. It was heart-wrenching to, every day, be in front of her incredibly intelligent nine-year-old daughter and not be acknowledged as even a family member. Of course, the teacher Ellé Naberrie and the senator Padmé Amidala were completely different people.

She was nearly out of the classroom when Bail Organa approached her.

"Miss Ellé," he said curtly.

"Senator!" she bowed slightly and Bail laughed.

"Now, now, Padmé, you can dismiss with the pleasantries," he said quietly.

She adjusted the bag around her shoulder. "Of course, Bail," she breathed.

They paused and the senator of Alderaan looked down upon her. "You, know, I can tell her, if you'd like."

Padmé sighed. "No."

"Why not?"

"Because this was my decision. I want her to live her life as your daughter, not mine," she explained. "Besides, if you even tell her that Ellé Naberrie is her real mother, she's going to have questions. Lots of questions."

He chuckled. "I suppose you're right. She already knows that she was adopted, and that brings up millions of questions." Bail looked sympathetically down at her. "But you know that if you say the word…"

"I know," she smiled. "But really, she is your daughter." It hurt to say, but it was true. Padmé Amidala had done the hard work of bringing Leia into the galaxy, she supposed that she could leave to rest to the Organas.

"Well, goodbye for now, Miss Naberrie," said Bail.

"Goodbye, Senator," she said back, putting on her visage of teacher again. "Until tomorrow."

One year later

9 BBY

A knock on the door.

"Come in," said Leia, reclined on her bed, reading off of a datapad.

Bail smiled into the luxurious quarters, which really was only a quarter of his daughter's suite. The balcony had an amazing view of the many lakes and mountains that covered Alderaan's surface, and Leia decided that she wanted to blend in. Instead of blinding white, her room was covered in various landscapes such as rolling hills, forests, snowy mountains, and a small portion of desert. She never exactly knew why she had asked for a desert wallpaper, but it had always seemed… right.

"What are you reading?" Bail asked, sitting on the bed next to his daughter.

Her eyes never strayed from the datapad. "A series about wizards and witches that go to an academy. It's pretty cool. I'm on the third installment."

Bail smiled. "It sounds enthralling, but I'd like you to come with me. I'm having a meeting with a friend of mine and I'd like you to come along."

"Who?"

"You'll see."

From the royal shipyard, they boarded a CR90 corvette Corellian-manufactured ship that were famously common throughout Alderaan.

"It's just a corvette," Leia noted dryly. Bail kept walking.

They boarded the ship and were immediately greeted by a few soldiers wearing helmets to cover their faces. They were saluting. Father and daughter approached a sliding door. Bail pressed a command button and the door opened to reveal a bustling room, full of a myriad of more soldiers, not only Alderaanian, but aliens and humans alike.

Bail put his hand on Leia's back and led her to the center of the control room to what looked like a man with graying black hair.

"Senator!" said the man. "I didn't know that you would be here."

"I'm meeting my contact," Bail explained and the newcomer nodded in understanding. "Commander, this is my daughter, Leia. Leia, this is Commander Jun Sato. He's leading my operation." A spark seemed to light in his eyes. What operation? Leia wanted to ask desperately, but she held herself back.

"A pleasure to meet you, Princess." Sato held out his hand to shake.

"The pleasure is mine, Commander," she smiled, putting on the most regal face she could. At ten years old, it must have looked foolish, but she dared it anyways.

"We'll be going now, but keep on getting that information. The Chandrila cell isn't coping well without the fuel," Bail acknowledged.

What's a cell? Why is no one telling me what's going on?

"Of course, Senator Organa," said Sato and Bail led his daughter on their way. The hallways were as white as the palace and hardly a sound could be heard other than the occasional droid clanking through doorways.

Leia didn't question her father. It wasn't her place. Her largest question was when a door opened to reveal a dining table occupied by a Togruta woman speaking to a blue astromech droid in a casual tone.

"... and you should have seen the look on his face when we crashed, Artoo! It was priceless!" she was laughing. Bail cleared his throat and the woman focused her attention to the two figures.

"I see you're… reminiscing, is it?" he said, obviously amused.

She shrugged. "I suppose." She smiled at the pair. "How are you, Senator? And this must be Leia!" Leia could swear she saw tears forming in the woman's striking blue eyes, but they were gone by the time she blinked.

"This is Ahsoka Tano, Leia," Bail said, gesturing to the Togruta. They seated themselves and Ahsoka's eyes seemed to follow Leia as she sat down next to her father, like she was trying to read her feelings. Leia recognized that droid - it was R2-D2!

"Oh, hi, Artoo!" Leia said, patting his dome affectionately. "How do you know Artoo?" she asked the Togruta.

"That's a story for another day, Princess." Ahsoka paused and then inquired, "What do you know about the Empire?"

She nearly scoffed, but held herself back. "What do you mean, Miss Tano? I know a lot about the Empire. Alderaan is part of the Empire."

Bail said gently, "Children all across the galaxy are learning lies about the Senate, the military, and even the Emperor himself." When she cocked her head to the side, he continued. "Emperor Palpatine wants the galaxy to himself. He rarely makes appearances and lets his henchwoman, Timora, do the work for him." At this, he seemed to glance at Ahsoka, but soon turned his focus back. "Leia… there are people in the galaxy who don't understand right and wrong, but there are moral people, good people, who understand that they cannot live in a galaxy where evil is dominant. Do you understand what I'm trying to say? Kind of?" Leia nodded, her eyes wide.

Ahsoka leaned forward and put her elbows on the table. "What your father is trying to say, Leia, is that we have begun to start a Rebellion." Leia's heart beat faster and faster. "Many people have already started to fight back against the oppressive rule, including all of the people who you saw in the command center. But they are far too little and don't have enough supplies or power. That's where I come in. Under a code name, I go and find information like… well, let's just say that I supply rebel cells with data about where they can find fuel or rations, and they act on that information."

"Like a long-range communicator," Leia thought out loud.

"Exactly," Ahsoka smiled.

The princess was as excited as could be. "Why did no one tell me about this?" she asked.

"You weren't exactly the best secret-keeper when you were younger, were, you?" Bail remembered. "But now we are trusting you with this information so that you can possibly join up when you're ready."

"I'm ready!" she yelled. "I can join up now!"

"Uh… no," Ahsoka said, and Leia pouted. "But I can tell you that when you're old enough, you'll be perfect for the Rebellion."

Leia's toothy smile returned. "Thank you, Miss Tano." She patted the blue droid on the head.

"Come on, Leia, I think it's time for dinner," Bail said. "And thank you again, Fulcrum."

"No problem, Home Base," Ahsoka smirked and went back to chatting with Artoo.

As soon as the door closed, Leia began to bounce up and down. "When can I join? When can I join?" she asked eagerly.

"I'm not going to answer that."

"Fine."

Leia went to bed that night with thoughts of rebellion and dreams of a fight against the largest power in the galaxy.

Four years later

5 BBY

Leia's excitement didn't last. As she soon realized that she wasn't going to be joining her father's rebellion anytime soon, she turned her attention to more practical things, like her lessons. Her favorite subject was always Miss Ellé's Economic and Political Advances class.

One day, Breha and Bail were getting into bed when their daughter walked into their room with a datapad at her side.

"Leia, you should be getting into bed," Breha noted.

Ignoring her, Leia asked, "Have you ever heard of Padmé Amidala?"

The parents froze. "What?" asked Bail breathily.

"Padmé Amidala," Leia said. "She was senator of Naboo during the Clone Wars, but that's all the Holonet says about her. I can't even find any pictures."

Bail took a deep breath. "Yes, Padmé was a good friend of mine. Unfortunately, she died in childbirth towards the end of the Clone Wars."

"Was she a good politician?" Leia wondered, sitting on the edge of her parents' bed.

"One of the best. She did nothing for greed or power, and she understood what was best for the people. It was a shame that not as many people took her seriously, as she was so young for a senator."

"Wow," Leia said. "How old was she when she became senator?"

"Twenty-two," said Bail, and Leia's eyes bulged.

"And when she was queen of Naboo, she was fourteen!" Breha added.

"One of the most amazing people I've ever met," said Bail. "Other than your mother here." Breha and Leia both laughed.

"Thank you for telling me about her, Papa," Leia smiled, then kissed her parents good night and went back to her room.

She was going to find some sources and learn more about Padmé Amidala, even if it got her beyond Imperial records.

The next day, Leia woke up with thoughts of her classes and Senator Amidala.

She got up and asked her handmaids to get her clothes out while she washed up. The handmaids let her be independent; they understood that being a princess had both its perks and its downsides.

First she arrived at Arithmetic, which was absolutely terrible, then History of Alderaan, which was fascinating from her point of view, then Basic, the self-explanatory class. After lunch with her parents and the occasional Imperial guest, Leia went straight to Astronomy. Apparently, she would be taking two years of Astronomy because the galaxy was vast, according to her professor. Then there was her Debate class where she would do mock debates with a droid. It was very boring because Leia had fought in a multitude of debates. She was already a junior senator, after all.

Finally, after everything, there was Economic and Political Advances. As her second elective, it truly fascinated her. The thing that made her wonder most was that Miss Naberrie wouldn't just talk about the Imperial Senate, but she would also speak of the guilds and the syndicates, and she even spoke about the fact that once in the Clone Wars, bounty hunters held Republic senators hostage in the Senate Building to get a Hutt out of jail until a brave Jedi rescued them. When Leia asked her how she knew so much about it, the teacher's eyes just twinkled and she kept on teaching.

Leia practically ran to the final class of the day though servants were at her side the entire time, asking if they could help with anything. Leia waved them off and arrived at her class.

When the door opened, she expected to see Miss Elle sitting at her desk, typing away at a holocomputer. Instead, that Togruta was sitting there looking out the window.

Leia racked her memory banks for a name... Tano, was it?

"Miss Tano? Can I help you?" she asked, hoping she had gotten the name correct.

Her head swiveled around and she smiled. "Princess! I was just coming to visit your teacher, Ellé. She's an old friend and I didn't realize that she was working here until your father told me."

"Wow, I didn't know that," Leia said, trying to be social. "How's the 'long-range communication' going?"

"Better than I could have imagined," Ahsoka laughed. "Your father recently sent Artoo and Threepio to seek out a rebel cell on Lothal. Artoo recorded extensive footage of the cell. They're quite a… talented, unique rebel cell." Ahsoka recalled the excitement that she had felt when she saw the footage of a boy using the Force.

"It certainly sounds interesting, but I was hoping for an Economics lesson, if Miss Ellé will show up anytime soon," she muttered smugly.

Ahsoka seemed to chuckle. "You certainly have your father's sarcasm, but your mother's face."

Leia narrowed her eyes; her father was certainly not sarcastic. As for her mother, Leia didn't think that they resembled each other much. She was adopted, after all. Her eyes suddenly widened as she realized who Ahsoka was talking about.

Ahsoka's eyes widened the exact same second when she realized the mistake she had made.

Leia sucked in a breath. "You knew my real parents?"

Kriff.

Whoops. Ahsoka slipped. Next chapter, Qui-Gon and Ahsoka have some lying to do. My ELA teacher would be proud of me for using the vocab word 'myriad.'

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Next chapter is pretty intense, and the chapter after that gets into a sort of lull, but the action is coming up, I promise. I'm sorry to say, again, that I won't be here for the next two weeks because... vacation, but I'll still be writing while I'm overseas. I look forward to post the next chapter in a few Tuesdays.

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