"Hurry up," Reva said impatiently.

"No!" Leia yelled stubbornly, still fighting back as she pulled her along. "I'm not coming with you!"

It was hard to tear her away from Ahsoka and Obi-Wan. She had already been worried about Ahsoka, who was still unconscious and needed to be put into an auto-med machine to administer mechanosutures to her injured legs. But saying goodbye to Obi-Wan was worse. She had started already crying once Reva locked Obi-Wan in his cell, and all he could do was stare back sadly at her.

Leia had expected to be locked into a claustrophobic stone cell like the two of them. She even demanded of Reva to leave her with Ben, but Reva simply yanked her away from Obi-Wan's cell wordlessly.

As they walked up another flight of stairs, Leia screamed and cried loudly, but Reva remained silent, indifferent to her anguish. Once they reached a door at the top of the stairs, Reva grabbed its handle and pulled it open with a bang then shoved Leia inside.

"Here's where you'll be staying, Princess," Reva drawled.

"I don't like it," Leia sulked.

"You can't always get what you want," Reva replied. "Just be grateful you have a bed. At least you can sleep nicely."

Leia frowned and crossed her arms. "I'd rather die," she announced. Reva ignored her. "Are you going to feed me or not?"

"That is up to Lord Vader, and how generous he is feeling," Reva replied. "If you behave, maybe he'll decide you're worth keeping alive."

Leia frowned. "I don't want to talk to him!" she screeched. "I hate him!"

"Well, you're going to have to get over that, because he is coming to see you later."

Leia felt a chill run down her spine. She immediately shook her head and backed away. "No," she said, feeling herself tremble.

"Oh, yes," Reva replied. "He said he's going to interrogate you, did you know? As the daughter of Bail Organa, he is very interested in you." Leia swallowed nervously. "You should be flattered."

Leia glared at her. "I hate him!" she repeated. "He hurt my friends. I'm not going to talk to him."

"You have to," Reva replied, her tone suddenly cold. "He wants to know more about you."

"No!" Leia yelled. "I won't do it!"

She looked back up from her hands, and almost froze. Reva's eyes were glowing that eerie, terrifying yellow that they did when she was angry. Leia started to back away slowly.

"You have to," Reva replied. "He doesn't care what you want."

Leia stared at her, transfixed, unable to respond. She suddenly became aware of Reva's grip on her wrist, which tightened until it started to hurt. She almost let out a cry of pain, but she was too scared of how Reva would react.

"Either you behave yourself, or you will be killed. You don't have a choice," Reva said slowly.

"But you can't make me stay here!"

"Oh, I can," Reva replied. And with that, she stood up and turned around, walking out. Before Leia could react, Reva closed the door and locked it behind her.

Immediately, she ran towards it and started to bang against it with both fists.

"Let me out!" Leia demanded. "My father is the Viceroy of Alderaan. He will come get me!"

"Aw, I hope he does," Reva replied mockingly.

"Let me OUT!" Leia screamed, pounding her fists against the door, but there was no response.

She continued to bang against the door, but after a few minutes, it became apparent that Reva had left. Leia wiped her wet face and took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Finally giving up, she turned back around and leaned her back against the door.

"Ahsoka, please wake up soon," she whispered quietly.

As she leaned back against the door, she stared off into the darkness, wishing she had the power to reach through the Force like Ben and Ahsoka, wishing she could use it to contact her father lightyears away on Alderaan.

My friends are in trouble, she would tell him, You have to help them, Daddy. They've tried everything to save me and they both got seriously hurt.

Leia winced, thinking of her father. There were so many things she wanted to say to him.

I'm sorry for running away. I'm sorry for not listening to you and Mom. I'm sorry for being bad.

Silently, a tear slid down one of her eyes.

Please tell me you still love me. Please tell me you remember me.

Ahsoka had assured her that her father loved her, and wanted nothing more than to have her back. But some part of her doubted it.

Leia buried her face in her arms and let out a small sob.

I miss you, she wanted to cry out loud.

Next to her, LOLA flitted out of her pocket and settled on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. But Leia was not paying attention. All she could think about was how much she wanted Ahsoka and Ben back, and how she wanted to leave this miserable place, and how much she missed her parents. She began to resent Vader for kidnapping her and keeping her away from them.

I hate him, she thought to herself. I hate him so much. I hope he dies from the injuries that he got. I never want to see him again.

In her mind, she fantasized about stealing Reva's lightsaber and running him through with it, or shooting him a hundred times with a blaster.

As she leaned against the wall, she felt a slight breeze. Fortress Vader, although located on a boiling hot planet, was as cold and soulless as its master. She wrapped her small arms around herself and tucked in her knees, trying to hold onto whatever warmth she had left.

LOLA tugged at her again, trying to get her to lie in the bed. Leia was stubborn, but eventually, her exhaustion won out against her. She wiped the tears from her eyes and carefully used the nightstand to help her climb into the tall bed, which was clearly made for an adult. She crawled across it and collapsed into the center of it, too tired to reach the pillows.

I miss you, Daddy, she thought to herself as her eyelids fluttered shut and her mind began to drift off. I'm sorry for not telling you before I left. Please don't forget about me.

Reva took a breath and leaned in close to the door, listening for noises. The princess was no longer crying. Instead, it sounded as if she had finally fallen sleep.

Satisfied, she turned around and walked away. Minutes later, she received a transmission from her comlink.

"How is the child?" Vader asked. He must have been taking a break from his personal meeting with Emperor Palpatine.

Reva gritted her teeth and took a breath before responding. "She's been sent to her room," she replied.

"Good," Vader replied.

"Are you finished with your business on Naboo?" Reva asked. She tensed up, waiting for his answer.

"For the most part," Vader replied. "Meet with me on Nur. The Emperor has requested of me to personally interrogate the rebels who were captured after attempting to rescue Kenobi and his apprentice," he sneered. "I myself am curious to see if they can provide any information on the girl. As Grand Inquisitor, your presence is also required."

Reva shuddered at the coldness in his voice. "Of course, my Lord. Immediately."

She couldn't help feeling uneasy. She had done her own fair share of interrogating prisoners, but seeing Lord Vader interrogate was on a whole other level.

"What about Kenobi?" she asked. "What is to become of him?"

"I will speak to him myself," Vader sneered. "I am very curious to hear about his connection to Bail Organa and his daughter. That is partially why I will be visiting Fortress Inquisitorius...in order to discover if any of these rebels can tell me what their relationship is. There must be at least one who can explain to me how a pathetic sand whale meatcutter and a seemingly random orphan became connected. I am positive of it."

"And when you find out?" Reva prompted him.

"Then they will both be dealt with."

Dealt with?

Reva felt her throat go dry.

"Their interrogation will take place in a few hours. I am counting on you to be there, Grand Inquisitor."

Reva swallowed. "I will, my Lord," she replied, trying to put aside the images flashing in her mind.

"Good," Vader replied coldly. "Do not keep me waiting." With that, he ended the transmission.

Reva exhaled and leaned against a wall, breathing deeply.

She could already see it...Vader, reaching out and grabbing each one of the rebels with a gloved hand, making them scream and beg for their lives. But not because he was physically hurting them. No...because of the pain and dread that filled their veins once Lord Vader used one of his lesser known yet highly feared abilities, Second Sight.

With just one small touch, he could withdraw whatever he wanted from their minds, leaving them drained and dreading what was to come next.

Reva shuddered. She had spent the last ten years fighting and struggling for her life, doing everything she could to get closer to him, all the while dreading those hands and making sure they stayed as far away from her as possible. She had seen not only what they could do to others, but what they could bring forth. The memories, secrets, confidential information that were all forcefully drawn to the surface. She could not let the same happen to her, not if she was to fulfill her plan. She had to remain inconspicuous at all costs.

She did not know exactly what secret that Bail Organa was keeping from Vader, only that he still kept in contact with Kenobi, which had led her to abduct Leia. Yet, it was becoming more and more apparent that there must be some other reason behind Bail Organa's anxiousness to have his daughter back. Some secret that was too fearful for him to speak, too dangerous for it to fall into the hands of Vader.

Reva grimaced.

For your sake, Senator, you better hope none of them remember whatever it is you are trying to keep hidden from him.

As she walked down the last few steps, she looked behind her and glanced at the staircase leading to Obi-Wan's cell. She stared at it for a few minutes, deep in thought.

There were too many unknown factors at the moment for her to make a decision. Perhaps, in the future, she might be able to get away with another stunt like the one she had pulled off yesterday. But right now, Vader's eyes were on her, and it was imperative that she stayed in his good graces.

"Good luck, Kenobi," she muttered bitterly. "I hope your luck is better than mine."