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Leia's move-in was smoother than her aunt and uncle imagined; her godfather pulled up with Leia in his car, followed by two men in a truck. The men unloaded and carried a bed, dresser, nightstand, and desk to Leia's room in ten minutes flat, and it only took them ten additional minutes to unload a couple of boxes.

"This surprises me," Luke told his sister as he sat on her bed and watched her unpack her clothes. "I thought you would have had a lot more."

"Mr. Organa told me the room was small, and if I didn't want to sleep out in the hallway, I had to bring only what was necessary."

Smart man, Luke thought. "Have you talked to Marilou about how the dates with Mark are going?"

"No, I don't want to pester her." Leia unloaded a stuffed tauntaun from her suitcase- this one was pink, with a bow on its head and long eyelashes- and set it on her bed.

"Awww, this is cute. Who's this?" Luke cooed, picking up the tauntaun.

"Tina the Tauntaun. Mrs. Organa gave her to me."

"Can I sleep with her?" Luke smiled, hugging the stuffed animal to his chest.

"No! She's mine, Luke."

"You don't read the comic books!"

"I don't care. She was a gift."

"Are you two going to start arguing already?" Beru asked, stepping into Leia's room. "Come on, Luke, you need to try on some sweaters. I think I mended as many as I could. Leia, honey, keep unpacking. Then we'll have lunch."

It wasn't like Darth Vader didn't have a conscience, but if Palpatine had given him genuine permission to kill Darth Maul, Vader gladly would have done it.

But Palpatine had other ideas. Now he was on Vader's back about Luke. "Is that son of yours out of school yet?"

"No, he has two more years of high school, then he's off to college."

"Does Luke have to go to college? I need someone to hand this business over to, and I can't wait six years to-"

"I want Luke and Leia to have the opportunities that I never had," Vader told his boss firmly.

"They will have good opportunities, Vader! Now, what about your daughter?"

"Leia? Oh, that blasted Bail Organa is on her back to become some kind of politician. I don't understand it," Vader replied gruffly.

"Would you like Bail Organa to be taken care of?"

"Oh, boy, would I! But I can't do that. Leia would be terribly heartbroken."

"Whatever you wish."

Whatever you wish? Was Palpatine serious? Darth had to get his mind off of S.I.T.H.L.O.R.D.

Once he was back in the safety of his office, Darth sent text messages to R2D2 and C3P0. He wanted to make sure that the kids' rooms were ready.

The droids weren't asking many questions during this process. They were pretty smart.

When Luke and Leia were living with their aunt and uncle after their parents' accident, bedtime was always a routine. Uncle Owen would take them into the bathroom and brush their teeth. Then he would tuck them into the queen-size bed.

"Uncle Owen, tell us a story," Luke would insist.

"Yeah," Leia would demand.

So Uncle Owen usually read them a story. By the end of it, the kids were passed out, facing the same way, fast asleep. It was too cute.

"Leia," Aunt Beru told her after their first dinner that night as a family. "We have to run out tomorrow and get you an air conditioning unit for your room. It might be too hot in there tonight, so did you want to sleep in Luke's room."

"Okay, Aunt Beru."

"Aunt Beru, I like my new jeans," Luke spoke up through a mouthful of bread. Beru had patched up his jeans using patches with Batman symbols on them. "I almost don't want to wear them to school. Mark will want to take them."

"Luckily, he can't take them while you're wearing them," Uncle Owen chuckled.

After dinner, Luke and Leia watched television with their uncle while their aunt did the dishes. Leia was surprised when Uncle Owen told Luke it was time to go to bed at nine o' clock. Uncle Owen explained that Luke was still on heavy medication and needed a lot of sleep, but Leia just shrugged it off. She'd had a long day, and going to bed early was looking better and better.

Leia had made a little sleeping mask for Tina the Tauntaun, and Luke had to admit that it looked cute when Leia slipped it on. Maybe it would be nice to make Timmy a pair of pajamas.

"Is Tina a domesticated tauntaun?" Luke asked his sister as they slipped into the queen size bed.

"I think so," Leia replied. "Mrs. Organa said there used to be a cartoon on TV called 'Tina the Tauntaun.' I tried to look it up on the internet, and it said that Tina lived in a cave with some Hoth explorers."

Luke and Leia placed the two stuffed tauntauns between them, and wrapped their arms around each other. "'Night, Timmy," Luke yawned. "You've made a new friend."

"Don't go to sleep yet, Luke!" Aunt Beru said, coming into their bedroom with a glass of water and some pills on a tray. "Time for your medicine."

Darth had successfully gotten his droids to move his kids' belongings down to his new rental house in Naboo. Now he sat at his desk with a map of his stepbrother's property.

This was going to be a cinch compared to killing Earl Jones. Jones was an idiot whose death needed to be practiced and planned out, but this wasn't going to be a murder. This was going to be a rescue mission! Darth was rescuing his kids and bringing them back to their father; that was his justification for doing what he was going to do.

Lukey's problems would go away once he was with his family once again, and Leia- Leia was Daddy's princess, but Bail Organa's princess.

"I am your father, kiddos," he whispered under his breath. "It's time for me to get you two back."

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