Title: Don't changing
Author: Alex Verse Naberrie

Rating: T

Genre: AU

Summary: AU. 10 years after ROTJ. Endor was a failure, but Luke lives, but not as darksider.

A/N: need beta reader, at least someone who will check grammar ;( , I will update story once a week,

It have passed ten years and he hasn't changed at all, Darth Vader thought looking at sleeping form of his enemy. However peaceful sleep could be a hardly compared word to state, in which Luke Skywalker's body was.

The light, in sterile hospital camber, dimmed visibly, when first faze of unfreezing process completed. Two doctors and medical droid B4 came closer to glass-coffin and with the confidence started preparing patient to face so unfamiliar galaxy. Vader didn't mind them, all his focus, was again aimed on weak posture of young Jedi.

Luke moaned slightly on first burst of air. There also, was a boom of unrecognized emotions and more significant wishes, which should had come true, but hadn't. When mind had calmed, stayed only one purpose - to open eyes. Luke closed them immediately, even in not so strong red light, it was clear that they hadn't got used to after long dream yet.

Skywalker's clothes were white, but currently, it seemed just like washed in blood.

From his failure, Vader thought, rebel's irrelevant loses in war for ten years.

All innocence vanished as quickly as little frost on his son's checks.

"Danger passed." Older doctor said bringing Vader to reality. "In my opinion patient will be perfectly healthy in few days."

"Good, make sure he is treated fully, then do as I have instructed you. He cannot have any connection to the world outside medical center. Your life depends on it." He added.

The sentence was good aimed, because older doctor visibly lost some centimeter in straightened posture. For a moment Dark Lord thought that medics are too careless and even with high experience, they have started fell in routine. If somehow they hadn't recognized person who lie on bed, they would soon find out. Unless him, then someone else or maybe bigger motivation would done better...

He stopped the thought quickly, he had to report to Emperor anyway and left healers to do theirs duty. Turning to the door he was aware that he should have gone, entered the hall and soon elevator, but suddenly he halted in mid-step. Something was not right, a little tremor in the force. Vader looked at doctors preoccupied in conversation, feeling mostly pleasure of reward that fear of punishment ( better motivation - very needed, Sith concluded.) Droid was near computer and was searching something in databank. All were paying attention to theirs work. It was clear that no one had heard weak wait.

As Vader predicted Luke Skywalker was staring wide eyed at his father. He really saw him, something that not everyone patient could do.

"Doctor! According to your speech, it was impossible for patient to regain conscious, even force-user, and healthy eyes." He snapped at elder medic, giving Luke only a skeptic glance.

Men nearly jumped from their places, but quickly focused on young Jedi.

"It..." Started stunned healer. "Well...it..."

After 15 seconds of illogical mumbling, it was obvious that he hadn't expected that, after a minute doctor merely explained that Skywalker's high level of midi-chlorians could have an affect on his body. Vader was not pleased and questioned himself why he let healer lived so long.

Fights after Endor were just a long forgotten memory. His crew had known his standards of working and new members learned quickly, they didn't have any choice. The other...that was different topic. Whoever was responsible for worker, especially the young one, taught them only basics in un-rebellion world. It was why Vader chose a very old medic, hoping that the disease of winner's overconfident didn't consume at least people who lived during Alliance's attacks.

"A mere medic can conclude it." Said Black Lord angrier. "I recall that you were chosen for this assignment due to your original experience, not adding other successes in biological experiments. I demand no more surprises, doctor. And if your wisdom is so usual as it seems, you can bid farewell to your position immediately."

"Yes-s, my lord."

Luke watched the exchange of words with true astonishment, not understanding any of them, as like his fail attempts to reach the force. Vader's shield should be enough to transport young Jedi to better secured rooms.

"Behave." He said at last and with whirl of his cape left the camber.

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Later the same day, Dark Lord of Sith could only be pleased that everything went according to the plan.

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