Hey all! Sorry I ahven't updated in a while,I kinda got a bad case of writer's block. I had this whole chapter lined out, I just couldn't get it down on the computer. Ahywho, hope you'll enjoying this story as muchas I am writing it!

And now for...

CHAPTER7: THE GOOD WITH THE BAD

"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.

A million thoughts raced through Laila's mind. She felt like she could fly. Luke's lips were soft against her own, but all too quickly it ended and he pulled back. He smiled, still a little amazed at his own bravery.

"I'll see you Wednesday." He whispered and walked away.

"Wednesday, can't wait." She said to herself. She got into the lift. She smiled shyly, reliving the kiss. She looked out the window on the lift and saw Luke in the hanger. He was dancing, just like he was in the supply shop. And as last time, he tripped and fell flat on his face. He picked himself up, and cheeks red, ran back to his ship before he could embarrass himself anymore. Laila laughed out loud, what a klutz! But, a cute one at that. She looked down at the pink rose poking out of her purse that Luke had picked for her as they had left the restaurant.

This was going to be interesting.

The lift finally got up to her level and opened its doors; she stepped out and was greeted by a very anxious-looking Darth Vader.

"Well? How did it go?" he said. His hands were twisted together tightly, "Tell me everything!" he followed her to her room.

"It went fine, and why do you want to know? Isn't this my mission?" she said eyeing him suspiciously.

"Yes…but I just want to help you. You know how badly I want you to be a Sith."

"I know. I actually found out a lot, except I didn't find out why he left Tatooine, he seemed pretty secretive about it." She said changing in the fresher into lounging pants and a t-shirt.

"What about his family? Did he say anything about them?"

"Yeah, something about living with his aunt and uncle. I think he said his parents died when he was born. His father was apparently a Jedi who was murdered by a "former Jedi", whatever that is, his mother died in childbirth. Pretty sad if you ask me." She sat down on the couch and started flipping through channels on the Holonet.

"What exactly did he say about his father?" Vader asked, trying to sound nonchalant and all.

She turned to face him on the couch.

"You should have seen him, Master. When he talked about his dad I mean. His eyes just lit up into the most brilliant blue. For a guy who never knew his father, he sure has a lot of respect for him. He spoke about him like he was Emperor of the Galaxy himself. He told me all about building things and tinkering around, just because he knew his dad liked it. And learning how to be a pilot, even though his uncle forbade him too, all because he felt it made him closer to his dad. And all this Jedi business, his dad. And that's one of the reasons he's becoming a Jedi, he wants to seek revenge on whoever killed his father. Who that is, don't ask me." She turned back to the HoloNet, seeing in her head Luke's face as he chattered happily about how great his father was.

Vader sat there, stunned. What had his son been told? He had made sure the name Darth Vader was never spoken around the boy, even in the Rebel bases, so he knew nothing about Vader, but who had "killed him"? And what will he think of me when he learns the truth? Vader asked himself. He'll hate me. Vader found himself actually found himself getting a little emotional at the thought of Luke hating him. At least now Luke loved him, looked up to him, wanted to be like him, and respected him, even if what he thought was untrue. He had to find a way to contact Obi-Wan and find out what Luke had been told about his parentage.

"MASTER!" Vader came back to his senses by Laila screaming at the top of her lungs; he could feel the anger boiling up inside her.

"WHAT?" he thundered back.

"I WAS JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU THAT I'M GOING OUT WITH HIM AGAIN ON WEDNESDAY! FOR FORCE'S SAKE! DON'T YOU EVER LISTEN!?" she shouted, clearly upset. About what, Vader had no idea. Laila ran out of the room and slammed the door to her private quarters.

Vader sighed, "All those raging hormones… been there done that, don't want to go there again." A chill ran down his spine as he thought about this kind of attitude happening again.

On the plus side she was seeing Luke again! More of the information he yearned for. In the meantime he would try to find a way to contact his old Master and see what Luke had really been told.

Wednesday could not come fast enough. For Luke or Laila.

"Luke?" Han waved a hand in front of his friend's face as they ate lunch at the Rebel base on Hoth.

Luke had been thinking about his lunch date with Laila, the way she looked, talked, ate, everything. He still hadn't heard Han when he felt himself being shaken quite furiously but an annoyed Leia.

"Hello, you nerf-hearder? Are you there?" she said shaking him harder with every syllable. She sat down in between Luke and Han and picked up her fork.

"What's with you lately," she said with a stuffed mouth; ever since spending more time around Han, she had become less princess-like in manor and more smuggler-like, "You're thinking about her aren't you?" she said setting her fork down and looking at him.

"What? Yeah sure, I'll go check on the new droids." Luke got up from the table and threw his plate away then walked absent-mindedly from the cafeteria.

Han chuckled in spite of himself, then abruptly stopped when he saw the ferocious glare he was getting from Leia.

"What is it with him? It's only a girl." She said, the disgust clear on her face.

"He's in love Leia, you can't blame him. It's Luke; it's all new for him. At least let him enjoy it, no matter how strange the girl." He said muttering the last part.

Leia snapped up from her lunch, "You think there's something odd about her too?" she asked, suddenly in-tuned to what Han had to say.

"Yeah…" Han said.

"Well? What do you think? Do you think she's dangerous? I mean, she may some pathetic girl who thinks she deserves Luke, but she could be, couldn't she?" she looked up at Han, her brown eyes big with concern.

Han stood up from the table and looked down at Leia. "I think you need to get some rest and let Luke worry about Luke." He said noting the dark circles under her eyes.

"But Han, I know that 'Laila' girl just isn't right for him, she's…different, I can just sense it." She said trying to keep up with his brisk stride as he strode out of the lunchroom.

Han turned around and grabbed her shoulders gently, but still with force. "Leia, I'm just as worried about him as you are, you didn't meet him when I did. He was so young and naïve, and now he's a Jedi! A Jedi with a girlfriend! But we have to let him live his own life." He said staring into her Hershey-chocolate brown eyes.

"Han," Leia said with new firmness in her voice. She removed his hands from her shoulders and rose herself to up to her full height, still a good head and a half shorter than him, and looked him square in the eye, "I want Luke to be happy, trust me I do! But, with her, it just doesn't seem right." she paused now staring into his eyes, "and just for the record, you didn't know that much longer than I did!" she smiled playfully.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a short nap before world-shattering disaster happens." Her smile faded as she realized how true her words were. Father, she sighed, missing her father immensely as she walked off to her room.

Laila stepped off the lift and look around for Luke. She was 7 minutes early, but she thought her of all people would be one for punctuality. Her eyes scanned the hanger in search of him, when suddenly two hands covered her face. Laila stood stock still as she prayed her captor wouldn't take Luke too.

"Guess who?" a the captor said in her ear. Laila let out the huge breath she had been holding and turned around to se a smiling Luke's face.

"Don't do that again!" she said playfully slapping his arm.

Luke laughed, his blue eyes sparkling, "You should've seen how quickly your entire body tensed up, like I was the Emperor or something, out to get you! Funny stuff." His boisterous laugh fading out to a mere light chuckle.

She glared at him and his light chuckling stopped just as quickly as it had started, "Uh, ready to go?" he held out his arm and both of them walked over to his ship.

"So where are we going today?" she asked, examining the ship trying to see if it would give her any information for her Master.

"We are going out for ice cream." He stated simply.

"Ice cream?" she asked him

"Yes, on Tatooine, there aren't any ice cream stands and I've never had it before. But I've heard from Leia and Han it's to die for. So, what do you say?"

"You've never had ice cream?" she said shocked. Even Lord Vader had treated her to the simple triple chocolate-mocha- sundae with hot fudge, brownie, cherries, and sprinkles every once and a while.

Luke shook his head looking very mournful.

"Well, I guess we can go then. Haven't had a good ice cream cone in a while." She smirked at Luke and then stared out the window. She had noticed that Luke wasn't one for talking when he was flying. She decided now to ask him about it.

"You don't seem to be much of a talker. When you're flying I mean." Luke turned from the ongoing traffic they were stuck in.

"No, not really. I don't know, it's almost peaceful when I'm flying. Like no one can stop me. I don't know, I just like to think when I'm flying that's all. Sometimes I get so caught up in what I'm think not to even remember that there are other people in the ship."

He sighed, lost in his own thoughts and looked out the window.

"What do you think about?" Laila asked turning to look at him.

'Lots of stuff really," he said still gazing out the window, "My family, Leia, Han, what will happen tomorrow, if the Empire will ever be defeated," he paused and turned to meet her eyes, "You."

Laila blushed, "Me?"

Luke grinned as he saw her cheeks flush red, "Yes you! I like it when I think about you. You make me forget about my problems. It's like when I think about you or are with you, I'm in a new place away from everything here." He swept his hand across the dashboard.

"Really? I mean, yeah, I think about you a lot too," not for the same reasons, well, some of the same reasons she thought thinking about her conversation with Master Vader the other night.

Finally the traffic started to move again and both Luke and Laila were gone in their thoughts, mainly about each other. At last they reached the ice cream stand. It was a cute little building with a colossal ice cream cone on its roof.

As they walked into the shop Laila glanced up nervously at the one-scoop vanilla cone swaying in the wind above her. Luke took her hand, "Don't worry, if it falls over, I'll move you out of the way." He whispered in into her hair. Laila smiled as she felt Luke's strong hand in hers as they decided what they wanted.

After taking forever to order, Luke finally decided on a Double chocolate cookie dough brownie sundae with all the toppings. Laila decided on a slightly less blood clotting choice of a double scoop strawberry waffle cone. They sat down at a table in the back corner. Luke had wanted to be away from everyone. In fact as soon as they had sat down he had seemed very nervous. Almost like he was when he had first asked her out.

"Luke, are you alright?" she asked as he devoured his sundae. He looked up, a ring of chocolate around his mouth.

"Yeah, I'm fine, why do you ask? Man! This ice cream concept rocks!" he said hurriedly

"Well, first off, wipe your mouth," she said laughing as Luke blushed and picked up his napkin and wiped his face clean, "and second, you seem really nervous. Is there something you want to tell me?"

Luke sighed as he pushed what very little of his sundae was left and looked down and the melted ice cream on the table.

"There is something I want to ask you, but I'm not sure if I can."

Laila took his hand and forced him to look at her. "Luke, you can ask me anything." She said, her turquoise eyes shining with sincerity. She could see he was really debating if he should ask her. It must be fairly important, so she had to be sure he asked her.

"Ok. Here it goes. Laila…I want to start training you in the ways of the Force. I want you to become a Jedi."

Laila dropped his hand.