Well... I suppose I have some explaining to do. It's been... four months... Um... If you really want an explanation, I'll give you one at the end. And if you've forgotten what this story is about, please kindly go back and reread the last chapter instead of exiting out of this. It would be much appreciated. I also apologize if the characters seem a little... off. I've spent the last couple months in another fandom, so they might feel slightly less Star Wars-ey and more 21st century American people-ey.

Han walked into the room. He is a mix of terrified and excited.

Terrified because he's going into a room with Darth Vader, and excited because he's delivering a letter to Darth Vader contain top-secret things.

Basically, his head is a mess.

Luke's letter is hidden in his pants because... well, he didn't want it getting confiscated, and he knew nobody was going to be keen searching there. He briefly considered putting a blaster in there too, but he heard of some poor guy who had an accident when he did that...

He sits in a chair, his wrists shackled together to prevent his escape. He bites his lip and waits for Vader.

Vader is curious. The crew of the Millennium Falcon didn't fly straight into his arms on accident. This was planned. He prepared everyone for a rebel attack and went into Solo's room for an interrogation.

He walked into the room, prepared for a full-out interrogation, but when he walks into the room, Solo is sitting there grinning like an idiot. Of course, he can feel the massive amounts of fear coming off him through the Force, but something is different here.

"What do you want?" he asks. Solo's grin drops and a look of confusion comes to his face. He recovers quickly.

"I'll show you if you get these off my hands."

He is either incredibly stupid or... incredibly stupid. An escape attempt right now would be suicide, but the only other thing it is possible for him to do in this room is make shadow puppets on the walls. Vader shrugs and releases his hands. Either way, it would be the most entertainment he's had in a while. Solo sticks his hand down his pants and Vader looked away quickly, disturbed. This was really not his idea of entertainment.

"What are you doing?"

His question is answered when Solo hands him something that he must have been hiding. "Here, Your Grand Sithliness. Letter."

He hesitantly takes the letter from him. He reads it. He walks out of the room, signaling the stormtroopers to take Solo back to his cell.

Dear Father,

Uh, this is slightly awkward, sending a letter to you, but I guess is I'm not really sending a letter to you, because if you're reading this, I'm dead. Yeah. I'm just going to hope that this is a great surprise to you, and hope that you had nothing to do with my death. Because I like to believe that even you aren't capable of killing me. Not that you're the reincarnation of evil itself or anything. I mean, I know that's obviously Palpatine, not you. I know this isn't the best letter, but I would like you to know, I am getting better at writing these. I mean, you should've seen Leia's letter. That one was pretty bad. Maybe I should rewrite that one. If you're wondering if this letter has a point, well here it is. Right here. Okay, getting to the point. This is kind of embarrassing but, well... I wish I could have grown up with you. If you weren't a dark lord of the Sith, that is. Not that I'm blaming you or anything. Actually, I kind of am blaming you but, that is not the point. I just mean that I hear you were a pretty cool guy. You were like, my idol. Until I learned that you went dark and went on a murdering rampage and all. Anyway.

Your loving son,

Luke Skywalker

I know, I know, if I'm going ot leave you hanging, I should at least give you a longer chapter, but this is the best I can do right now. Sorry.

Anyway, I blame my absence on two things- School and a fandom change. As for school, it sucks. Yeah. As for fandom change, I won't be writing so much Star Wars. I think Star Wars will always be in my heart, but it's getting harder to write about. But I will definitely finish this story, I promised myself I would when I started it. And who knows? Maybe they will totally and completely screw up my new fandom this season. Well, I hope not. But the first two episodes haven't been all that amazing... And as much as I would love to give you my other account name so you can look it up and read my amazing stories *winkwink* I made another account so I could separate my work here from the work there (my other stuff is better quality and has a darker tone to it) and if I told you, that would defeat the purpose, wouldn't it? So it's secret. Sorry.

-Kamia