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CHAPTER 6: A VISION AND A LUNCH DATE

"Buzzzz, buzzzz!" Laila slammed down on the off button of her alarm clock and rolled over, fully able to go back to sleep.

Laila, get up! You're late for training! Vader's voice in her head jolted Laila awake real quickly. It was not a good thing to get the most fearful man in the galaxy angry at this hour. She pulled on a pair of black sweat pants and a dark green tank top. She rushed into the fresher and speedily brushed her teeth and hair. She grabbed her lightsaber and ran off towards the gym.

Vader stood in front of the gym door, tapping his foot impatiently. He hated when Laila was late, and she was tending to make it a habit. When it seemed as though forever had gone by he saw her running down the hallway at Force speed, when she sensed his frustration her eyes widened and she halted to a stop; coming with two feet of running into him.

"Good morning?" she squeaked.

"Yeah, good morning." He huffed, "Well! Open the door and get on with it!" Vader was always saying that Laila needed to use the Force with everything that she could. She opened the door easily and rushed inside.

Vader followed at a quick pace, "Since you disposed of your contender yesterday, I have yet to find a replacement. Therefore you will have to do some training up against the battle droids."

Laila groaned, she hated going up against those dumb droids, they were so predictable. For an instant she almost regretted killing off poor Zach, Naw, it was worth it, she thought, a wicked grin on her face.

After about three hours of training with the battle droids (and destroying all of them) it was time for her meditation. Even this is worse then battle droids! Laila could never sit still through an entire meditation setting, and normally wouldn't. She prayed that maybe this time she could at least make it through 30 minutes.

She took her place besides Vader and closed her eyes. She heard Vader mumbling as she drifted off into a deep trance, "Remember, empty your mind, focus on what's important."

Laila felt herself wondering around a familiar, yet strange place. What did it remind her of? She kept walking until she came to a large room. Large windows on the sides revealed a terrific battle going on. She strode up to the window to get a closer look; the ships were Rebel ships, she was sure of it, and the others were Imperial ships. What were they battling over?

"Take your weapon, I am defenseless, strike me down." She spun around and saw Palpatine sitting in an overstuffed chair that seemed to swallow his frail, cold body. In front of Palpatine's chair stood Vader, neither one of them seemed to notice her. Vader looked behind her, and she could sense his stress level going through the roof. She turned around and to her amazement; she saw that Luke was standing there; looking very tense. The sweat seemed to be pouring off his body as he watched the battle raging on outside. He too, didn't seem to notice her. Suddenly Luke spun towards Palpatine and Force grabbed his lightsaber and ignited it instantly.

"Good." Palpatine sneered. Luke and Vader started dueling. Laila could feel the hatred boiling up inside Luke as he attacked her master. Luke started pounding down on Vader and pushed him to the ground. And then, in one climatic move, he swiped off Vader's right hand. Laila gasped.

Luke stood breathing heavily over Vader's body. He looked curiously at his own right hand and then back at Vader. His saber, a bright green, turned off. He tossed it to the side and let it clang to the metal floor.

"You have failed Your Highness. Never. I'll never turn to the Dark Side. I am a Jedi, like my father before me." Luke stated, a look a fierce determination in his face.

Laila awoke to find herself alone in the meditating room. A few moments later Vader entered. "You're awake! I don't think I've ever seen you meditate for such a long time!"

"Exactly how long was I out, Master?" she asked cautiously.

"About four hours."

"Four hours!" Laila checked her chrono, it was already 12:30, she had to get ready for her date with Luke, and quick.

"Ah! I got to go!" she ran out of the room, a thousand thoughts racing through her head. She made it to her room by 12:45 standard time and dressed as quickly as she could. By the time she finished primping it was already 1:25 standard time. She ran out the door and onto the lift by her room and pushed the ground level button. She waited as the lift brought her closer and closer to her doom. I can't do this! She almost considered going back up and feigning sickness, but the doors opened revealing a blond head and bright blue eyes staring at her.

"Laila!" Luke jumped a little. He had half expected her to stand him up after their last 'date'.

"You look…" he didn't know what to say. He could only take in her gorgeous appearance. She wore a simple navy blue dress that came to her knees, around her neck was draped various gold necklaces of different lengths. Her hair was slightly curled, pulled into a side ponytail on her left side.

Laila sighed, Luke was such a guppy! One look and he was already weak in the knees. Maybe this won't be so hard, she thought.

"What won't be so hard?" Luke asked. He grinned at her startled expression. "Didn't know I could read minds did you?" he grinned again.

Yes, as a matter of fact I did… I just forgot. Laila put up her mental shields and took Luke's open arm and together they walked over to his ship.

He helped her in and climbed over to the pilot's seat. "Maybe this time we'll get all the way through our date." He said as he fired up the ship's engines.

"Yeah, maybe." She replied. "So where are we going?"

"One of the best spots in this system, The Chateaux du Jedi." He glanced over at Laila.

"What? Are you serious? There's really a 'Chateaux du Jedi'?" now she was really confused, since when were there restaurants named for the Jedi? The Jedi had been long gone, she should know, Vader had given countless lectures on Order 66.

"Naw, just joking, but wouldn't it be cool if there was? We're really going to the Rose Chambers. Pretty nice from what Han's told me."

"Who's Han?"

"Han? He's my right-hand man, my best friend in the entire world. Him and his Wookie, Chewie. They helped me get off of Tatooine, rescue the Princess, you know the whole shebang?" he glanced over, before returning back to the on-going traffic in front of him.

"No, I haven't, surprisingly. I have however heard a lot about you and your close endeavors with the Empire." She smiled at him.

"We're here!" he pulled into an available parking spot and hopped out. He brushed his hair out of eyes and smiled, "Yeah, well, a guy's got to do what a guy's got to do."

They made their way up to the Host and Luke gave them his name and the Host took them to their seats.

Luke helped Laila into her chair and sat down across from her. Laila looked around, taking in her surroundings. It really was the Rose Chambers; they were in an outside patio, rose bushes everywhere. The small round tables held liquid candles with rose petal floating in them.

"It's so beautiful in here." She said, inhaling the scent.

"Yeah." Luke said, never taking his eyes off her. Laila glanced back and found herself staring into Luke's bright blue eyes. Had they always been that bright?

"Yeah." She chocked out. A waiter came and asked for their drink orders and then left them alone again.

"So," she said, trying not to look him in the eye, "Tell me about yourself. Where'd you grow up?"

"A remote system called Tatooine, very sandy, very hot, you don't ever want to go there." He said leaning back in his chair. Laila nodded, although she had had been to Tatooine, many times with her Master, she briefly wondered if she had ever seen him there.

"Why did you leave?"

"It's pretty complicated," he said, his light eyes darkening, "Maybe some other time, ok?" he said.

"Yeah, some other time." She wondered what could have happened, Luke seemed like a pretty open guy, he didn't seem like one for secrets.

"Well-" Laila began when she was surprised by a large thump on her back.

"Luke! Didn't I tell you this place was great?" Laila tuned around to see a toothy smile from whom she could only assume was the infamous Han Solo.

"Han! What are you doing here?" Luke's face brightened as he stood up to greet their unexpected visitor.

"Han! Luke! Don't be so loud!" hissed a very flushed Leia as she walked up to Han and Luke.

"Sorry, Your Worship." Han pulled her into a hug and grinned evilly down at Laila.

"I wish you wouldn't do that." Mumbled Leia from beneath Han's strong arms. She disentangled herself and stood beside Han in a very dignified manner.

"And what do we have here?" Han asked as Laila rose to stand beside Luke. This was very uncomfortable. She had heard stories about the infamous trio; she never thought she would be able to stand next to any of them without thrusting a lightsaber into their sides.

"I'm Laila." She smiled warmly and forced herself to shake Han and Leia's hands.

"Hello." Leia said, eyeing the new girl suspiciously. There was something about her that she couldn't quite place.

"Uh, Luke, could I talk to you for a second?" Leia asked.

"Sure, Leia. Han, don't try to bore my date to death while I'm gone will ya?" he turned around at Laila. "I'll be right back, promise. Don't let Han scare you, he's really just a big softy." He whispered in her ear.

"Hey!" Han protested from the table. Luke turned to Leia but on impulse went back and gently kissed Laila on the cheek before turning away. Laila sat down slowly, still feeling the warmth of his lips on her skin. She barley heard Han start rambling off the numerous faults of his 'great' ship.

Luke followed Leia to the front room. "What is it Leia?" he could sense something troubling her.

"It's…her, Luke. I don't trust her. There's something about her." She said cautiously.

Luke laughed and pulled Leia into a hug. "Is that all? Force! I thought you were going to tell me the Rebels had surrendered or something! Leia, there's nothing wrong with Laila. You just don't like the idea of me seeing someone, do you?" he said looking down on her.

"No," she said pulling away, "I just, I don't know, just be careful with her, ok?"

"Ok, I promise." He said, still chuckling a little. "Now let's go make sure Han isn't scaring her half to death." The both laughed and walked back to the small table.

"…and then in the South Passage, Leia said, or should I say, Leia did-"

"Han!" Leia said sharply.

Han looked up and blushed at being scolded by his own girlfriend. He grinned at Laila, "Guess we'll have to finish that story a little later. See you later Kid. Oh, and your rib, perfection!" he got up and followed Leia to their table across the room.

"Kid? That's an interesting nickname," Laila noticed as Luke sat down, "I hope you don't mind, but I ordered for you, Han said you liked rib."

"I do, thanks. About the nickname, I try not to make it publicly known, but Han was never one for breaking old habits." A broad grin broke over his face as he saw Han and Leia bickering about what kind of wine to get. Laila turned their way and laughed with him.

"They sure do make a pair, don't they?"

"Yep, good ol' Han and Leia." He said as he dug eagerly into his rib.

The rest of the lunch went by without any interruptions and Laila found herself actually having a good time. The more she found out for Vader, the more she liked Luke, which was treading in dangerous waters, but she chose to ignore it. Just for today, she promised herself.

At last the meal was over and it was time to go home. They got back into Luke's ship and flew back towards home.

They landed into a deserted landing platform and Luke walked Laila over to the lift.

"I had a really good time with you today, Laila. You're easy to talk to, like you're really taking everything I say in," If you only knew the half of it, she thought. He continued on, "Maybe we could do it again, maybe dinner, or, whatever." His nervousness was back and it showed considerably. Laila giggled, she liked seeing the great Jedi get so nervous about just asking her out on a date.

"Sure, what about Wednesday?"

"Sounds good to me." He said softly, "I can't wait." He stood there for a moment just looking at her and then, mustering up all the courage he could, he leaned in and kissed her.