I always enjoyed reading fanfictions about Vader and his kids, but there aren't many stories focusing on Leia and her father. Those that do, exist either exist in alternate universe where there had been a major divergence from the original story arc or are incomplete. So here you go…. By the way incase you can't guess I don't own Star Wars.

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Most people in the galaxy had a suspicion that Darth Vader disliked politics. Most people on Coruscant knew that to be true and had a suspicion that he disliked the Senate. Senators on the other hand, knew that Darth Vader hated the Senate and every living being within it, with the possible exception of the stormtroopers. Perhaps it is this knowledge which led senators to instruct their children to stay away from Darth Vader. Despite their obvious existent or even nonexistent loyalty to the Empire, the senators told their children that Darth Vader was a monster that would kill them if they ever bothered him. Any child that had doubts would soon see them dispelled as they visited their parents at the Senate and saw Darth Vader prowling the corridors like a creature from a nightmare. One of Darth Vader's personal mysteries would always be why there were no children around the Senate, despite hearing of the periodic complaint from stormtroopers about the snobby brats. It is of course expected that over time the unexpected occurs.

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Darth Vader was in a fouler mood than usual and the despicable weather did not help, as it caused his artificial limbs to dig into his bones. Senators fled from his sight and he smiled grimly under his mask, before a scowl settled on his features again. The constant hissing of the respirator annoyed him and he wished it would cease, in fact he sometimes contemplated what would happen if all the functions of the suit would cease to work, so he could reside in true quietness, but that would mean death. Death was peace and he did not deserve that after all the atrocities he committed. He had murdered his wife and his unborn child. The deaths of children lay at his hand. There was nothing left in life for him. He didn't deserve an opportunity for forgiveness. He lived to serve his master and perhaps he could earn the right for peace, perhaps he could endure enough agony to cleanse his soul. The pain would be punishment for him, but yet it was not enough. The Force darkened around him as he allowed himself a moment to grieve for the lives lost at his hand, especially his wife and child.

Recalling his wife's beloved Senate, Vader sneered. The Senate had become even more corrupt after the Republic fell, although his master had the authority to veto and pass any bill. Earlier this morning, he recalled reading the latest reports and the update to the Senate rules. The new Senate rules prohibited physical fighting much to the stormtroopers relief. Darth Vader briefly wondered how many fights had to be broken up by stormtroopers between individual politicians. If his master thought the new rule applied to him, then he would be sorely disappointed as Vader felt no reason to not let the politicians know his displeasure with them. Vader was once more reminded of the cause for his particularly foul mood. He had wasted his entire day listening to the incessant blathering between the politicians as they tried to alter military funding. The thinly veiled insults didn't bother Vader, but the impudence of the senators to think that they could question him and defile his name was astounding. Suffice to say a certain planet would have to elect a new senator. A frown marred Darth Vader's face, his master would once again be displeased. Caught in the thought of how to appease his master, he nearly plowed through three people in front of him. Stopping himself in time the Sith Lord glared at them from behind the mask. In front of him stood two young men in imperial officer uniform and cowering in fear between them, struggled a ten year old girl.

She ceased her struggling when he peered down at her, "What is going on here?"

"We are taking her to be processed. She attacked us my lord," said one of the men.

Probing the minds of the two men in front of him he felt their lust. It took all of his willpower to not choke the two men before him. Despite his monotone voice the two men quivered in fear, "Your names?"

"Admiral Richmond"

The other man swallowed slightly and puffed his chest out, "Captain Darian of the-"

Darth Vader applied some pressure on his throat cutting him off in mid sentence the warning clear, "And what possibly could a ten year old girl have done to you?"

Richmond muttered something.

"What was that Admiral?"

Gathering his courage he said, "Like I said, she attacked us…. She kicked me in the privates."

"The rules prohibit fighting and she must be punished my lord" exclaimed the captain.

Darth Vader wanted to slaughter the two incompetent men before him, but reigned his temper in. Besides him felt the young girl's determination to be strong and her overwhelming fear. In spite of himself he was impressed by her ability to hide it.

"You are dismissed, I will find the proper punishment for the girl."

Captain Darian attempted to protest, "My lord I think we should"

"Do you doubt my competence"

Realising he was stepping on dangerous ground the captain stepped down, "No, my lord"

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" threatened Darth Vader. He watched with great satisfaction as the two men scampered away.

Turning to the girl he observed her and cursed his tinted optics. She was looking around frantically as if trying to escape, "Don't try to run girl, it would be stupid."

Once again Darth Vader felt a wave of fear strike him through the force. He wondered if all children in the Senate would act like this when he met them. He began to walk away to his office and stopped once again as he realized the girl wasn't moving. He seriously hoped that she wasn't going to try his nonexistent patience.

"I don't have all day girl," he warned

The girl refused to move. Growling in irritation Darth Vader strode up to her and grabbed her wrist and began to pull her along. He mentally thanked the Force that there was no one watching him pull a struggling ten year old behind him. That would be incredibly embarrassing.

"Slow down" came the irritated voice of his unwilling companion.

Amused, Darth Vader slowed down to allow her to settle into a jog instead of a sprint to keep up with his long strides. Part of him felt irrationally pleased that she wasn't cowed by the fear that she felt for him.

Darth Vader finally reached his office, where he would not have to fear possible public scrutiny. His office was decorated in black and white with the imperial logo, but was otherwise bare except for the basic necessities and lacked a personal touch. Walking over to his desk he sat down and relieved the pressure of his joints.

"Sit" he commanded the girl, pointing to the chair across of him.

As she sat down Darth Vader wondered what he would do. He really should have planned this out because if he had he wouldn't have had a ten year old girl sitting in his office and him not knowing what to do. It seemed that the impulsive tendencies of Anakin Skywalker were not all gone. He could already hear his old master berating him in exasperation. Hurriedly he tried to push that thought away and its painful connections. Calling onto his anger for assistance he found himself asking why his former master had betrayed him. Annoyed, he again turned his attention to the young girl before him and considered his options. A data pad to his right beeped signalling a new message. Using the Force he lifted the pad over him to stare at all the work he had to catch up on. Stupid meeting. Reading through the new messages an idea began to form. Glancing at the chile he noticed that she had been sitting there silently for half an hour looking like she wanted to say something.

"What is it?"

She bit her lip and looked down, "Are you going to eat me?"

Darth Vader sat still wondering if he had heard her correctly. Eat her? He would not allow himself to to dwell on that thought

"No, that is a ridiculous idea."

She stared at him unbelievingly.

Picking up another tablet he asked, "What is your name?"

"Leia"

The small name caused his heart to stop as memories that he had buried resurfaced.

"I will name my boy Luke, Anakin" said Padmé

Anakin laughed, "But I know it is a girl and we will name her Leia, my love."

Padmé swatted him, "You and the force. I call it mother's intuition, it's a boy."

Closing his eyes he suppressed the memory, he wasn't worthy of it.

"A beautiful name," he told Leia and he meant it.

His heart pained him and he wondered if perhaps this was the work of the Force. But if he had a child it would have been a boy, like his wife has said. Looking at the datapad he passed it to her, "Can you sort these messages?"

"Yes" came her soft reply, "How should I sort them?"

"Useless, senate proposals, complaints, and urgent" pausing as the respirator hissed, "Sort complaints by senators, general populace, military officers, and those from storm troopers"

Leia nodded and she began to work. Vader watched her for a while as her fingers zipped across the datapad faster than he would have been able to. He grabbed a different datapad and the two worked in silence.

A while later the door opened and Vader looked up in annoyance at the interruption. The first thing he felt was Leia's fear as she stared at Captain Darian.

"What!" he barked.

That man was annoying him and he would definitely inspect the man's file and perhaps even file a complaint. The captain would not remain captain for very long and he would make sure that the rest of his life would be miserable... or he could kill the man. While as tempting the option sounded, he didn't have a sufficient reason to kill the man. The Moffs would have a field day if he began to kill imperials outside of his own domain.

"I was wondering what the brats punishment was my lord" replied Captain Darian imperiously.

The word "brat" caused something to rise in Darth Vader. The feeling was strange and foreign, but it refused to allow him to ignore the vulgar man in front of him. When the last part of the sentence registered, Darth Vader snapped. The temperature in the room dropped a couple degrees as he walked up to the man a possessive fury enveloping him. The captain looked around desperately realizing that he had crossed a line and may die today.

"Do you question my judgement?" Darth Vader thundered.

"No" squeaked the Captain as he shook his head.

Calling on the force Vader lifted him up against a wall. The man clawed at his throat as he felt an invisible hand choking him. His feet left the ground. Darth Vader looked at the man's face and the words left his mouth.

"I find your lack of faith disturbing Captain. Do you not think that I can sufficiently punish her?" he paused and the room became colder, "It would be so simple to break your little petty neck. You wouldn't want that would you? The so called brat is going to be punished and I think you will find this punishment sufficient, for the next two weeks she will be assisting from when the senate opens until it closes. I am sure her help will prove more useful than your presence. You on the other and will not be returning to the Senate, ever. Do I make myself clear?"

The man fell to the floor gasping for breath. Ten minutes later he would be on a shuttle leaving Coruscant.

Darth Vader turned around to look at Leia. She was sitting in the chair with her eyes wide open in fear. Slowly the temperature in the room began to increase, but the girl wouldn't stop shaking in fear. Darth Vader felt like banging his helmet against the wall, he shouldn't have lost control of his temper like that.

Checking the time he noticed that the Senate would be closing in a few minutes, "You may go Leia, will you be able to find your parents safely?"

"Yes" she said softly.

Darth Vader stared at her as she began to walk cautiously to the door, "You will be here tomorrow when the Senate opens, understand? I have two rules you will be following, You will do as I say and you will not tell people what you are doing or what happens while you are working for me. If you do, I will know."

"Understood"

"Good, you may go" he said turning around and sitting back down at his desk.

Alone he wondered what had possessed him to select such a punishment. He could have simply set her on cafeteria duty and be done with it. For some insane reason he wished to insure that no one would ever hurt her. The words had been spoken in anger and there was no reason why he would want a ten year old running around him all day. Perhaps he had said the words because she was a decent worker and did an excellent job sorting through his messages. That must be it, because he would never be able to admit that he wanted a ten year old daughter, the age his son would have been. His explanation though did not explain why the force surged around him and urged him to look at her and protect her. Part of him worried that he had been too harsh and should have comforted the child, yet that would be improper he was a Sith Lord. Another part of him whispered that it was what Padmé would have wanted, to comfort the child and protect her. Perhaps he could redeem himself to his dead wife by being kind to the young soul. Despite his hope for redemption though, it didn't change that he didn't deserve it.

Looking up from the datapad, he noticed a crack running along the surface of the desk as if something had fallen on it. A small jewel lay innocently on the table top. Darth Vader stared at it in confusion, the force required to damage the desk with the jewel could not have been attained by a child. He must have used the force and levitated it in his anger. The jewel was pointed and if dropped from a sufficient height and the correct angle could have damaged the desk. That was the only possible explanation.

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Bail Organa was worried, in fact he was panicking. He had been worried when his daughter hadn't been there to greet him when he left the Senate session. Despite his worry he thought that perhaps she had lost track of time by playing with some newly made friends. She never seemed to make friends and was always so lonely but as the minutes had ticked by he felt something was wrong. He had asked his colleagues if they had seen her and even asked the other children. No one had seen her. He had called his wife, Breha, worriedly before he had to go to the following Senate session. She had contacted so many of her friends, who asked their friends, but no one knew where his daughter was. Dejected Bail Organa sat in his office, desperately calling other people and beginning to file a missing child report. The Senate was closing in a couple minutes and he knew he had to leave, but he was feeling desperate.

Unable to do anything else in the remaining time Bail organa stepped through the door into the empty hall when he saw a flash of white. His young daughter was hugging him as if she would never see him again and sobbing into his shirt. Gently he kneeled down and hugged her, "Let's go home Leia". He frowned as he noticed her daughter shivering. Taking her hand he led her outside the Senate building. Careful not show his anger, he vowed to murder whoever had scared his daughter so badly that she would be in such a state.

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What do you think? If anyone is reading my other fanfic don't worry I will not shunt that story to the side to focus on this one, in fact I have most of the next chapter written. My brain went into writing overload. To the readers of this fanfic, reviews are appreciated as long as they are polite. I have yet to find a person who likes impolite reviews. Until next time…