Hey everyone! This is my new story, I hope you all enjoy it. I'm really taking the time to try to better my writing skills so don't be afraid to leave some constructive criticism. Some of you may have read my older story that I'm still working on called "It started with shoes." I have a feeling this story is going to be more stable than that one. Mainly plot wise and character development wise. I'm hoping. I'll be more than happy to answer questions as well, but I'd like to let you know before hand about the ages in this story.

This is going to take place sixteen years after ROTS. So Anakin should be like 38, Obi Wan will be 54 and obviously the twins will be 16. Leia is the main twin in this story, but Luke will come in I promise. And he'll disappear for a while but once the plot is all laid out he'll come back. Don't worry! And I also plan to start a Luke/OC story at some point so he'll get his time to shine too.

Alright! Well, with that being said, I hope you enjoy the story! Please review and tell me what you think! I will dearly appreciate it. Thank you!

A slim hand reached out towards his cheeks, wiping the tears that slipped down his face. He was breathing heavily, heaving as he tried to regain what little composure he had left. He looked up into golden brown eyes, full of sorrow and loss.

"It's not too late Ani."

Vader sat up in his bed, sweating profusely. He wiped the tears that ran down his cheeks, looking at the glisten of his wet hands. When was the last time he had cried? He thought of the night on Mustafar. That was when. When he still had her. He put his head in his hands. He had been getting those visions lately. Of her. Her hauntingly sad eyes staring at him with nothing but love and compassion, begging him to come back to the light. Like last time. And he denied her. Then he killed her and their baby.

The anguish was too much for him to handle. Screaming, he used the force to throw the night stand at the wall, letting the wood shatter into a million pieces. Breathing heavily, he sat there for a few minutes. He was angry. These visions had been tormenting him for years now, just as they had while she was pregnant. He was angry because they wouldn't stop. He was angry because he kept seeing her angelic face, and the look of anguish and betrayal when he choked her.

He was angry because it was working.

The struggle of finding anger to stay in the dark side was subsiding. He only became a Sith to protect her, and she's dead. Palpatine never showed him how to save other's from death. He knew he'd been manipulated. But how far did the manipulation go? It didn't matter. He was still fooled. His heartstrings played like an instrument. Like he was a puppet.

"There's too many of them Master Skywalker, what are we gonna do?"

The younglings. The innocent children that had looked up to him to guidance and ended up looking at the deadly end of his lightsaber. He had slaughtered them. And he told himself it was to save his wife and child. But he took other children's lives at that cost. And he cannot bring them back. His breathing became heavy again as a new wave of fresh tears clouded his vision, he put his face into his hands, the guilt hidden away for so many years crashing over him like a dam breaking. And he wept. He wept for the innocent babies that he had murdered, all for his own selfish desire. She would have never wanted him to do that, even if it was to save her own life.

He needed to get out. He needed to be free of the slavery he had put himself in once again. He needed redemption. He thought of Master Windu, the younglings, all the other Jedi and innocent lives he had taken over the years. Of Obi-Wan, his mentor who he tried to kill. Who had the chance to rid of him once and for all, but instead, he pulled him out of the way of the lava. Even in his darkest time, his Master had not killed him. Yet he had betrayed them all by turning. He had spent so many years staying angry, and wanting revenge. But now? He wanted forgiveness. His tear's slowly subsided, as he continued to ponder, to fight the darkness that told him to stay.

He would redeem himself. He would turn back to the light. For all of them. He will leave here immediately, and nothing would stop him. He would destroy the Emperor. Destroy the Sith once and for all. Anakin Skywalker made an oath to himself that night. He would fulfill the prophecy one day. He would bring balance to the Force. Their deaths, they would not be in vain.

Anakin trudged down the gloomy corridor deep in thought about how he would escape, when he sensed the admiral walking up to him. He turned around and the admiral stopped short, bowing his head.

"My Lord, we have a rebel leader in custody." Perfect. Anakin nodded in return.

"Bring me to him." Admiral nodded sharply, turning around and expecting Anakin to follow. They walked down to the holding cells, and stepped inside one of the interrogation rooms. A boy, no older than sixteen, sat in the hard metal chair with his hands bound in front of him. He noted the boy was Force sensitive. He needed off this ship before Palpatine got wind of him. He slowly tried to read his emotions, staying out of his mind. Anakin was pleasantly surprised to not feel fear radiating off of him. Just disgust. Not that he blamed him. "Rebel." Anakin purred. He had to keep up appearances did he not?

The boy held his head high, looking at Anakin with cool disdain in his blue eyes.

"Vader, I thought I smelled your foul stench around these halls." Anakin couldn't help but smirk. The kid has some balls on him. Anakin turned towards the admiral and stormtrooper keeping guard.

"Leave." He waved his hand, signaling them both to disappear. They appeased his wishes, and left without another word. He turned towards the boy, making his way over to his handcuffs. The boy did everything he could not to flinch, and Anakin felt it. He shook his head. "Don't worry boy. You're getting out of here." He inspected the cuffs. He could feel the boy's shields drop, and felt the surprise radiating off of him.

"Wh-what?" He stuttered, looking with wide blue eyes at the Sith. He took a second to compose himself and straightened his posture. "This is a trap, I don't know what trick you're trying to pull but it won't work." Anakin shook his head. He took out his lightsaber and ignited it, and with one swift motion he fried the cuffs therefore releasing the boy to be one with the Force again. The boy flinched violently, before relaxing after realizing what he had done. "Okay."

"Come on." Anakin grabbed the boy and made his way towards the door. He spun him around to face him, all the while casually leaning his shoulder against the door. "Here's what's gonna happen." The boy looked taken aback at Darth Vader's nonchalance. His intimidating yet regal eloquence was gone, and it left the boy confused. He didn't get much time to think about it before he started speaking again. "Your ship is most likely still in the hangar, I will take you nearly halfway there letting the troopers think you're my prisoner. Can you manage to get the rest of the way on your own?" The boy nodded.

"I need my lightsaber, but yes." Anakin was taken aback.

"You- You're lightsaber?" He knew the kid was force sensitive but he's being trained as a Jedi? The boy nodded.

"I saw one of the troopers take it, I'm sure you know where they put them." Anakin shook himself from his thoughts. "How do I know I can trust you?"

"I do know where they are stored and I'll retrieve yours." And then Anakin did something that surprised them both. He unclipped his lightsaber from his belt and handed it to the boy. The boy stared at it. "Take it. So you can defend yourself while going to the ship. I'll snag yours and meet you there." The boy cautiously took it from the Sith Lord's hand, inspecting it.

"This is weird."

"Just destroy it after you leave. I have no use for it anymore." The boy looked at him shocked. Anakin shrugged. "I'm getting out of here too." His jaw dropped.

"You're leaving the empire?" He asked. He waited patiently for the boy to stop floundering. "Is that even possible? Why?" Anakin sighed and it sounded so resigned the boy couldn't help but feel bad for him.

"I was once a Jedi, serving the light side of the Force. Protecting those who needed it. I turned towards the dark side to protect the ones I loved, and it was I who ended up killing them." Anakin turned the boy around, getting him ready to look like he was a prisoner. "I have served the emperor for nearly two decades. Murdering innocents and being a slave to the dark side. I will no longer stand it. I can't quite understand my change of heart either, boy. But we don't have time to dwell over it. Let's get out of here." They made their way towards the door. The boy broke the silence.

"Your emperor is gonna be pissed."

"Tell me about it."

They made their way down the corridor, passing stormtrooper after stormtrooper. Twenty minutes of tense silence, they made their way to an elevator. Anakin turned him around and shoved him in.

"Go to level 4 and that is where your ship is. I will meet you there with your lightsaber. But you must hurry." He swiftly turned around not giving the boy a second to speak and made his way to the detention center where they kept Rebel weapons and armor for inspection. He went towards the shelves with specific swords and found the lightsaber easily. Stupid clones never remembered to turn lightsabers over to him. What was once his pet peeve, was now his saving grace. He grabbed it, clipping it onto his belt and made his way towards the hangar.

"Milord!" He turned around to see the Admiral. "The prisoner as escaped!" Anakin sighed internally, but tried to wrack his brain for an idea. He was silent for a moment, and was glad to see that the admiral took it as he was mad. He took that and ran with it.

"What do you mean, he escaped?" The admiral looked ready to soil himself, and he couldn't help but feel a bad. Only a little.

"I-I don't know sir he's gone. You were the last one in there I-"

"Are you accusing me of something admiral?" The admiral viciously shook his head and his face paled.

"No not-not at all milord."

"Find him." He pointed towards the opposite direction he was going. The admiral only saluted then ran towards where his gloved finger was pointing. This time, Anakin sighed. He knew they would find the boy missing but not that quickly. The one time his idiots were on top of things was of course going to be the one time he was trying to escape. He turned towards the lift and made his way to the fourth level. Once stepping off the elevator he saw stormtroopers just starting to surround the boy. He Force pushed all of the troopers and stood in front of him. He handed him his lightsaber. "Leave now. I will fend them off."

"Come with me! We can work something out with the Rebels! My mother is one of the top leaders, she'll be grateful you helped me!" Anakin shook his head.

"I do not deserve forgiveness nor do I expect the Rebels to forgive me of what I have done these years. You must go without me."

"But-" Anakin shoved him on the ship.

"Now!" He forced closed the doors and turned around to see more stormtroopers heading his way. The boy at this point had started the ship, and Anakin made haste to get to his own while distracting the troopers at the same time. He didn't have a saber to deflect the shots, so he just dodged them and ran for it. He had just made it to his ship when the admiral stopped him.

"Oh Sith." He muttered. He ignored the fact he just insulted himself.

"Darth Vader! What is the meaning of this?!" The admiral looked betrayed and angry but Anakin didn't care. He thought of his wife. His child. Anakin force pushed the admiral to the ground and loomed over him.

"That is no longer who I am." With that, he turned around and made his way onto his own ship before flying off. It was a four day trip. Easy. He didn't hesitate to punch in the coordinates of the one planet he knew the emperor would never expect him to go to, even to escape. The one place he never wanted to set foot on again.

Tatooine.

I closed my eyes and felt the Force swirl around me as strong as the Tatooine winds that were aggressively caressing my face.

"Leia!" My eyes snapped open as I heard my Master's voice through the wind. I turned my head towards the sound, the sand cutting at my cheeks. Ben was shielding his face from the onslaught of sand and making his way towards me. His always neatly combed strawberry blonde hair whipping around his face. He reached out and gripped my arm. "Are you insane, my child? A sandstorm is coming!" He tugged me towards our home and I quietly followed him. We made our way into the house and shut the door as soon as the wind started shrieking. Our two beloved droids made their way over to us. The golden one, Threepio, taking my cloak and scolding me in the process. The little astromech rolled over with little chirps.

"Sorry Master, I was practicing my use of the Force and I got carried away." I said with a grin. He let out a deep sigh as his eyes looked to the ceiling.

"You are your father's daughter young one." I smiled warmly at him and he returned it with one of his own. He went over to the kitchen to finishing preparing lunch for the day. I left Artoo and Threepio to their own devices "It looks like the storm is going to last through the night, so we'll postpone the rest of your lightsaber training until tomorrow." Disappointment coursed through my veins as I grabbed two bowls from the shelf.

"Why can't we just do it in here?" I placed the dishware on the little table and plopped myself down in the chair. Ben brought over the stew and placed it down before sitting himself. He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh like last time?" He scooped the spoon into the stew and started filling my bowl before filling his as well. "As I recall you destroyed half of our furniture and nearly took Threepio out in the process." He fondly glanced over at the golden droid who was currently scolding Artoo about something. I huffed and rolled my eyes.

"It's not my fault that he walked right into me. He should have known better." Ben chuckled at Leia's familiar attitude.

"Ah, but my young Padawan, you should have known he would do that before it happened. You should have foreseen better." His eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked at me.

"I don't think that sentence was grammatically sound but I guess you're right Master." I bowed my head and continued to eat my bantha stew. He laughed once again before we ate the rest of our meal in silence. We were putting away the dishes when Threepio came into the kitchen.

"Masters, you must look on the HoloNet, for there seems to be quite the commotion in the Empire!" He said. He turned back around and made his way back into the living room. Ben and I looked toward each other and made our way to the HoloNet. The news anchor was standing in front of the Emperor's Palace chattering away urgently, but since the HoloNet had been mute we couldn't hear what she was saying. It didn't matter anyway, because that's not what caught our focus. It was what was being headlined beneath the anchor.

"Darth Vader has left the Empire."

Shock pumped through my veins, and I knew Ben felt the same. I looked towards him. "Master…what's going to happen?" He didn't answer me. He stood there, stunned into silence. I gently grabbed his hand. "Uncle Ben?" That snapped him out of it. He looked at me, his eyes full of pain and through our mental link with the Force I could feel his pain. I swallowed a lump in my throat and looked at him through unshed tears brought on by his grief. Why was this making him feel so miserable? He gently cupped my face, then turned away and sat us both down on the couch.

"My dear, I have to go find him." My eyes widened. "I must find him before someone else does."

"W-what? Why? I don't understand." I shook my head. Panic started swelling in my chest. Ben grabbed my hands and held them in his.

"And you're not going to for some time my Padawan. For there are things you still cannot know until the time is right." He shook his head. "Although I never expected him to leave the empire, now I am unsure of when the time is right. I must leave immediately." He stood up to gather his things but I stopped him.

"Wait! You're going to leave without me? I can't be here alone!" I cried out, looking to my Master with sheer panic. He looked at me with sad eyes.

"You are strong Leia, you have your mother's strength and your father's determination. You will be fine I promise you. I have taught you everything I know. I must find him."

"But why? Why find Darth Vader? He's murdered so many people! He killed my father!" The hurt was evident in my voice, and I felt Ben's guilt.

"Darling, there is so much that I cannot tell you at this moment. You have to trust me." He cupped my cheek and his eyes blue eyes met mine. I closed my eyes and felt my bottom lip tremble. I would not cry.

"I trust you with my life Uncle Ben." I threw my arms around him in a rare embrace, and let my feelings flow through the Force and into him. He did the same as he held me close to him. I always knew he loved me like I was his own daughter, but it felt nice to feel it from him. He has always been so guarded with his emotions.

"I never told your father how much I loved him, how much of a brother he was to me and I will not do the same to you young one. I love you very much." He kissed the top of my head.

"I love you too Uncle Ben." I pulled away from his warm embrace. "But I understand that you have to go. Maybe if you can bring Vader to the light side he can help us save the galaxy from the emperor." My master smiled at me.

"That is my hope my Padawan."

"And then my idiot brother decided to go and jump on the already spooked Eopie like the moron he is."

It has been two standard weeks since Ben left, and I finally have gotten used to his missing presence. Physically and mentally. It was weird at first to not feel him through the Force, it was unsettling and it still is but I have gotten to the point where I don't think of it nearly as much. I was walking through the market square, my arm linked with my best friend. I was pulled from my thoughts when a hand waved in front of my face.

"Hellooo Tatooine to Leia." I looked at my best friend sheepishly. We stopped walking as she turned to face me. She smirked. "You've really got to work on your listening skills Buns." She said affectionately as she poked my hair in its signature hairstyle. I rolled my eyes at her. She knew I hated her brother's annoying nickname for me.

"I was listening to you. Your brother was being an idiot." We continued our walk as she chuckled and shook her head.

"Yeah, he was and ended up breaking his arm. Mother was furious. It was great." I laughed and nudged her shoulder with my own. I looked up, seeing we were close to our destination.

"Ah! Come on I found it!" I slipped my arm from her's and tugged on her elbow to speed her up. She groaned as we made our way into the shop. The little bell rang as I opened the door and rushed in eagerly. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face, I had been dying to come in here when I first heard it opened a week ago. I saw who I assumed was the shop owner stocking shelves and gave him a bright smile, and he returned a tight one of his own. I couldn't wait to go through everything in here.

"Remind me why we are here again?" She whined as we twisted our way through the endless amounts of scrap metal. My eyes greedily took in the shiny new products on the shelves, and the ones currently being stocked.

"Because Artoo's been asking for updated thrusters." I heard her sigh behind me as I eagerly weaved my way through the shop to the shelves

"Banthashit. You're here because this is the new mech shop everyone's been talking about. You're just using that rust bucket droid of yours as an excuse." I whirled around on her, nearly knocking into the owner stocking the shelves.

"That is not true! And don't talk about Artoo like that, he's been in my family forever." I turned back around towards the shelf and ran through what parts I needed for his thrusters in my head. Talia put her hands on her hips. She followed me as I walked down the aisle to the correct shelf.

"Oh yeah? Then why aren't we at Watto's where you always go?" I quickly looked over my shoulder and glowered at her. I returned to my eyes to the shelves.

"Okay fine I'm curious." She chuckled and punched my shoulder.

"Told you. Now what does the rust bucket need for these thrusters." I sighed.

"Artoo and I think he needs a couple other thrusterchips and probably new fuel holders for them too. I took a look at his and they look like they haven't been changed in years. It's making him more agitated." I found the fuel holder's I needed and stretched my arm as high as it could go to reach them on the top shelf. Damn my height.

"You talk as if he's a real person Lee." I rolled my eyes and ignored her. I sucked in my breath and stood on my tip toes and to no avail could I reach the stupid holders. I looked around seeing it was only me, Talia and the owner stocking the shelves a couple rows away. His head was turned away so I looked back to the holders and used the Force to grab the objects. Quickly they flew into my hands and I let out my breath.

"I really hate my height sometimes." I said as I turned back towards Talia. She smirked, before grabbing my cheeks.

"But you're oh so cute Buns! I could eat you up!" I glared at her as she continued her assault on my cheeks. My small height of 5'1 was a disadvantage in my opinion, but Master always told me it was an advantage. That he knew of one Jedi who was smaller than I, and the best Jedi the galaxy had seen. I shook myself from my thoughts and slapped her hands away. Making my way to the front of the store. The owner walked over as I placed the items on the counter.

"Will that be all?" His deep voice cut through the air like glass, and I quickly remembered the thrusterchips, smiling I shook my head.

"I need some thrusterchips for my droid, you have any?" He cocked his head to the side and looked around and I took the opportunity to look at him. He was talk of the town for about a week. His arrival wasn't what caused a stir. It was the scar that ran across his right eye. With his strong brows and sculpted yet hard features, he gave off a very intimidating look.

"I do, I have them somewhere around here." He walked off and towards some shelves in the back. Talia took that time to give out a quiet squeal and grab at my arm.

"He is so handsome!" I looked at her with an arched brow and a smile on my face. "He looks as scary as the six pits of hell but hot none the less."

"Mm hm so I guess you'll no longer complain about going here then?" I asked and she nodded.

"I'm gonna start sabotaging your droid just so we can!" She took in my face and giggled. "I kid of course, but I think I'm starting to take a liking to the little guy." I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"You're such a user." She giggled again and quieted down once the owner walked back over with multiple thrusterchips in his hand.

"What series is your droid? I want to make sure he has the right one." He asked without looking up, shuffling around the chips.

"He's an R series." I smiled fondly at the thought of him. My little Artoo was my best friend. The man looked up and arched a brow. But before he could comment Talia beat him to it. She scoffed.

"I don't know why she doesn't scrap the poor thing, he's ancient. A rolling pile of scrap metal." I glared at her and smacked her shoulder.

"Leave him alone! You just said that he was growing on you!" I turned back to face the owner, who was still holding the chips but had a small smirk on his face. "He's not that old but he's been in my family since before I was born." He shook his head.

"I had a droid like that too. A couple actually so I get it." He shuffled through the chips and picked two, handing them to me. I did the math in my head and placed the correct amount of credits on the counter as he wrapped up the thrusters in a bag and handed it to me. I smiled at him which he barely returned and turned to make my way out the exit.

"Thank you! You might see me around more often, my droids are too high maintenance for their own good." I smiled good naturedly and he sent me a small wave in return.

"The names Jinn." He said.

"I'm Leia and this is Talia. See you soon Jinn!" His face went slack for a second, a wave of grief hitting me, before it went away as quickly as it came. He shook himself out of whatever stupor he was in and gave a little wave again before Talia and I made our way out the store into the blinding heat under the unforgiving suns.

Anakin wiped the sweat from his brow as he put the finishing touches on the building he was renting out. News spread quickly of his arrival and the new mechanic shop he opened. As luck would have it, no one recognized him as the young Skywalker slave who ran through the town thirty years ago. He would need a new identity, but he pushed the thought aside as he made his way to the counter. No one has asked his name yet, no one has approached him yet. There's no need to worry about it until someone has the courage to look him in the eye. He rolled his eyes as he wiped down the counter. Honestly, am I that terrifying? Maybe as Darth Vader, but no one here knew he had once lived in that cursed suit that Palpatine had insisted on to keep his anonymity. He's been open for about a week now, and a couple people trickled in here and there, but everyone still managed to avoid him in his own shop. Only mumbling a thanks as they traded product for credits. That reminded him.

He looked over at the products that had just been shipped, and ran a hand through his hair. Better get on that. He picked up the boxes and put them in front of the shelf, picking up certain parts and putting them in the assigned bins he spent hours making. About an hour into his work, he heard the bell ring. He turned around to see two young human girls walking in. The taller one looked as though she'd rather be in the six pits of hell than be in here, and the other…

Padme

The young girl had the same brown hair, same stature as his once beloved. Her golden-brown eyes roamed the store in delight before landing on his own cerulean ones. She gave him such an exuberant smile that reminded him so much of her's that he lost his breath. Not to be rude at potential customers, he returned it as best he could and turned around. He shoved the thought of his late wife out of his mind.

"Remind me why we are here again?" He knew this to be the taller one solely because she had looked miserable to begin with. He heard a heavy sigh.

"Because Artoo's been asking for updated thrusters." His heartbeat increased at the familiar nickname of his beloved droid. He wondered for many years where that droid had gone, along with C3-PO but he figured they would have long perished by now. No one to upkeep them. Could she have his astromech droid? Why would she though? She's on Tatooine, not a pilot. He pushed the thought of the possibility of his droid still being around. He continued stocking as he unabashedly listened to their conversation as they made their way nearly right next to him.

"Banthashit. You're here because this is the new mech shop everyone's been talking about. You're just using that rust bucket droid of yours as an excuse." The girl spun around so fast, Anakin had to step to the side before she knocked them both to the ground. His eyebrows scrunched at how quick she had moved. Could she? He didn't have time to finish his thought before he heard the girl retort.

"That is not true! And don't talk about Artoo like that, he's been in my family forever." The two girls made their way to another shelf a couple aisles down, and Anakin slightly turned his head towards them as he continued stocking.

"Oh yeah? Then why aren't we at Watto's where you always go?" Anakin grimaced at the name of his former owner. That old rag is still alive?

"Okay fine I'm curious." The shorter girl replied.

"Told you. Now what does the rust bucket need for these thrusters." Anakin could feel a shimmer of annoyance from the shorter girl. But it quickly dissipated.

"Artoo and I think he needs a couple other thrusterchips and probably new fuel holders for them too. I took a look at his and they look like they haven't been changed in twenty years. It's making him more agitated." Anakin smiled, seems like she really cared for the little droid. He quickly looked at her in his peripheral and noticed her trying to reach some fuel holders on the top shelf.

"You talk as if he's a real person Lee." He heard the girl give an annoyed grunt and saw she started looking around the store. Anakin was about to suspect her of stealing when he all of a sudden felt the Force swirl around him. He very subtly looked over just in time to see a holder fly into her awaiting hands. His mind blanked as he whirled his head back around. She's Force sensitive? She's Force sensitive and learned how to shield it? His mind wouldn't slow down.

"I really hate my height sometimes." She said. Anakin turned around to see her friend jump at her and grab her cheeks.

"But you're oh so cute Buns! I could eat you up!" The girl swatted her hands away as her faced turned red from what he assumed was embarrassment. He wouldn't know though; her shields were up again. They both made their way to the counter, so Anakin followed suit.

"Will that be all?" He asked. He tried not to look at her much, as she reminded him of what he had lost.

"I need some thrusterchips for my droid, you have any?" She asked, a soft smile on her face. He pushed away the pain from seeing the hauntingly familiar smile. The smile of a woman whenever she spoke of politics, or listening to a story her handmaiden was telling her.

"I do, I have them somewhere around here." Sith where did I put those? Anakin looked around the store before he spotted them. He walked off, and felt the taller girl's surge of excitement. He ignored it and made his way through the thrusterchips, picking a couple. He figured the droid would be an R series considering the nickname, but he brought a couple others just in case. He walked back over and the taller girl quieted down.

"What series is your droid? I want to make sure he has the right one." He asked without looking up. He didn't want to see his wife's eyes.

"He's an R series." So he was right. He raised an eyebrow and this time he looked up. But before he could comment the taller girl beat him to it. She scoffed.

"I don't know why she doesn't scrap the poor thing, he's ancient. A rolling pile of scrap metal." Anakin could sense the playfulness that came off the girl. Clearly she enjoyed ruffling her friends feathers, and he was proven correct as she lightly slapped the taller girl.

"Leave him alone! You just said that he was growing on you!" Anakin couldn't help but smile a little. Reminded him of how he defended his own little Artoo against Obi Wan. The girl turned towards him with a sheepish smile.

"He's not that old but he's been in my family since before I was born." Anakin shook his head.

"I had a droid like that too. A couple actually so I get it." He looked through the chips and picked two, handing them to the young girl. She placed credits on the counter as Anakin wrapped the holders and handed them over to her. She gave him another smile which he only just managed to return. "Thank you! You might see me around more often, my droids are too high maintenance for their own good." Her eyes crinkled slightly as she gave him a much different smile this time, more crooked and mischievous. He just waved instead. He needed to think of a name, and quick.

"The names Jinn." He said. He could have done better, but being on this planet reminded him of memories of when he was younger.

"I'm Leia and this is Talia. See you soon Jinn!" Anakin could feel his composure drop as his heart stuttered at the name. He memory ran though his memory.

"Luke. That's the name I want for our son. Luke Skywalker." His wife had said as he embraced her from behind, his arms encircling protectively over her swollen stomach. He kissed the side of her neck, before resting his head on her shoulder as they looked out towards nightlife of the city.

"Well when it's a girl, I think we should name her Leia. For it's a name as beautiful and strong as she will be, just like her mother." He felt Padme huff in playful annoyance at his suggestion of the baby being a girl. But she smiled nonetheless.

"Leia Skywalker. That's beautiful." She agreed. "And for our next baby, a great name it'll be." Anakin rolled his eyes and let the gently smile spread across his features.

"Leia Amidala Skywalker." Padme turned around in his arms, her face showing surprise. Anakin could feel the love and pride surrounding her. He knew she loved it as much as he. She fully turned towards him and snaked her arms around his waist.

"Luke Anakin Skywalker then." Anakin's face contorted, his nose wrinkling. Padme laughed then. "Yeah that doesn't flow." He smirked.

"I appreciate it though. What about Luke Obi Wan Skywalker?" They both thought it over.

"That…as weird as it sounds…fits." She finally said. "It's not like anyone will actually speak his middle name." And he agreed.

"He'll probably hate us in the future for it, but at least it was after one of the strongest and most influential men I know." Padme buried her head in his chest.

"He'll cherish it solely because of that."

Anakin shook himself out of his memory, and just sent a small wave to the two girls as they made their way out of his store.

Talia was sitting on my couch as I was installing Artoo's new thrusterchip and fuel holders.

"Lee did you see his eyes? They were breathtaking, they were the bluest blue I've ever seen! And his hair…" She moaned and stuffed her face in a pillow. I rolled my eyes.

"Honestly Talia he looked to be about forty." She scoffed.

"Thirty five at most." She countered, I shook my head.

"Either way, he's old enough to be your father." She shrugged.

"You gotta admit he's cute. Even if you're not attracted to him, he's cute." I nodded.

"Yes," I focused on making sure I didn't over screw the bolt in Artoo's thruster. "He's certainly a looker." And he was, but I didn't share the same reaction the Talia does. He seemed like a nice man, a person I could find myself conversating with. It seemed weird to think of him in any other way. Even for Talia to be thinking of him like that. I finished up with Artoo, and wiped the grease on a rag. I smiled as the little droid beeped excitedly and started using his thrusters, floating in the air. He landed and rolled over to me. I laughed and pet his dome.

"Leia when is Ben coming back?" Talia asked, and I looked to her and shrugged.

"He didn't say, he just said he may be gone a long time." I replied. She looked at me for a second before replying.

"Seems weird that he'd be going away on just business for that long." I sighed, Talia can be ditzy at times, but she's not stupid.

"I can't say what he's doing, he swore me to secrecy." I said, and she looked at me and smiled.

"I get it, I wish you could though, I like being in the know." I laughed and sat next to her on the couch. I turned on the HoloNet, Vader's black mask popping up. We both stilled.

"There is no news yet on the sudden disappearance of Darth Vader, but a bounty has been placed on his head for his death in defying and betraying the Empire…"

Leia swallowed thickly. Is that why Ben left? To kill him? I know our money is tight but I didn't think it was that bad. We had enough to live in this comfortable home, but the more I thought, the more I realized how long the funds would last with Ben gone. He usually took odd jobs here and there on different moisture farms. He was strong for being in his fifties and so he made good money and was always in demand. But he's not here now.

"I think I need to get a job Talia." I said, she took her eyes off the screen and looked towards me. I looked back at her. "With Uncle Ben gone how am I gonna continue paying the rent for here? For food? For other necessities?"

"But I thought Ben left money with you." I nodded.

"He did, and it hasn't depleted yet but I don't know how long he will be gone. We have enough to last until the end of the month I believe." She nodded.

"Have you thought where you'd want to work?" I shook my head.

"It's only a thought. I don't have to get one right now, it'd just be a precautionary measure until Uncle Ben returns home. I'll cross that bridge when I get there." As we sat there, I couldn't but worry over Uncle Ben. Was he okay? Why hadn't he contacted me yet? I wanted to contact him, but he gave me strict order's to do no such thing. He would contact me first when it was safe. I turned my attention back towards the HoloNet, biting my cheek nervously. I pray to the Force he's okay.

We sat in silence the rest of the night, watching the Imperial news station with distaste.