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Darth hated Bail Organa with a passion. That was nothing new.

But Darth knew that if he was going to get his daughter back, he had to be nice to Organa. If he was nasty, Organa would never give Leia back. Organa hated Vader, too.

So he decided to call Bail up nicely.

"I do NOT think that moving to Naboo is a very good idea," Organa said firmly to Vader over the phone later that evening. "The grand jury may have found insufficient evidence, Vader, but that doesn't mean you're not guilty. I want my goddaughter in a stable, supportive home."

"You don't think that as her father, I can give her a stable, supportive home?" Vader balked.

"No. And forget about bribing her; she's old enough that she's wised up to that charade."

"Well, what does Leia want to do?" Vader fumed.

"Let me ask her." Vader heard Organa turn away from the phone. "Leia, would you like to move to Naboo with your father?"

"Naboo?" Leia sounded startled. "I want to go to Tatooine to be with Luke!"

"LUKE IS COMING WITH US!" Vader shouted over the phone, hoping his voice was loud enough so that someone on the other end could hear him.

"But Daddy," Leia whined. She had evidently heard him. "All of my friends are in Tatooine."

"Organa, hand Leia the phone," Vader barked.

Bail did, but turned the phone on speaker so that he could hear everything that they were saying.

"Leia, honey, there are a lot of things in Tatooine that we need to put behind us," Vader explained patiently to his daughter. "That Solo kid, we can leave him behind. And Tatooine is where your mother died, and that upsets you and Luke."

"Dad, I don't want to go! I want to go to Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen's to be with Luke!" Leia said stubbornly. "They're taking good care of him. They're what he needs right now."

"That's enough, honey," Bail smiled nervously, snatching the phone back from his goddaughter and turning the speaker button off.

But Vader grinned from underneath his helmet. His daughter had given him all of the information he needed.

Ordering R2D2 to bring up his stepbrother's e-mail account (R2D2 could hack into anything,) he found an e-mail from Owen to Bail and Breha, giving them the dimensions of the bedroom they were clearing for Leia. "See you next Friday!" he finished up.

If he couldn't sweet-talk his daughter, and if he couldn't persuade his kids' guardians to give them up (he didn't even want to bother with Owen and Beru), he would have to get his kids back by force. Kidnapping was defined as taking someone against their will, but Lukey and Leia loved him. He wouldn't be taking them against their wills.

And he had the perfect plan.

Dear Lukey,

Dad called today and wanted to know if I wanted to move to Naboo with him.

Can you imagine? I don't want to go to Naboo. I want to be down at Uncle Owen's with you. How have you been down there? Have you been out with Mark at all?

There's really nothing new here except part of Alderaan blew up this morning—literally. Mr. Organa had a mechanic working on his car, and he accidentally spilled a can of gasoline on the garage floor. Later, a gardener came by, threw a cigarette on the ground, and KABOOM! Now Mr. Organa is out his car AND his best gardener is in the hospital.

I used some of my allowance to buy you some new Timmy comics. I'll give them to you when I see you!

Your sister,

Leia

"Naboo?" Dr. Jinn raised his eyebrows. "What's there for your father to do in Naboo?"

Luke shrugged. "I don't know. Leia didn't say in her e-mail. She didn't know when I called her, either."

"So, you're afraid that your father is going to ask you to move to Naboo with him and your sister?"

"Yeah."

"How does that make you feel?"

Luke sat back on Dr. Jinn's couch and thought. He had asked Aunt Beru to make him an emergency appointment with his therapist after reading Leia's e-mail. "I don't know," he admitted. "I've lived with Dad most of my life, and it hasn't been bad. But I would miss my friends, and Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen. Mark Fisher and I have been best friends since kindergarten."

Mark and Luke had both been crying on the first day of kindergarten. They had been an easy match up.

"Would you feel safe living with your father, Luke?" Dr. Jinn asked.

Wow, what a question, Luke thought to himself. Finally, he looked up at Dr. Jinn, a confused look on his face. "I don't know," he confessed. "I don't think he would intentionally do anything to harm Leia or I, but I don't know what was going through his head as he killed that man…if that's what happened," he added hastily.

"Why do you think he did it? Did he have a grudge against that man?"

"Sort of," Luke confessed. "He was upset that Mr. Jones got the CEO job. Dad's always wanted to be a CEO. He's always been saying that he wants nothing else to do than sit around all day, do nothing, and get paid millions of dollars."

"Well, do you think your life would have been easier under those circumstances? Would he have spent more time with you and your sister? Would he have supported you more?"

"Probably not," Luke confessed. "Being CEO of anything is a big job. But if Dad was right, and that's how the job turned out, I bet he would have spent more time with Leia and I. He probably even would have bought me a car when I turned sixteen."

"So, Luke," Dr. Jinn asked his patient, "is it fair to assume that killing the CEO of EmpireCorp, as awful as that action was, was an act of love that your father committed for you and your sister?"

"I don't know," Luke shrugged, wide-eyed. "But I'm sure Dad thought of it that way."

"So your father isn't that bad of a guy after all?"

"He's not an angel, and I'm still not sure if I want to move to Naboo with him," Luke said warily. "But you have to admit, Dr. Jinn, the man isn't all bad."

"I feel we're making a lot of progress here, Luke."

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