Vader stormed down the hall, his black cloak billowing out behind him. He was on his way to interrogate the new rebel prisoner. Rumour had it that she was Jedi. Vader almost laughed at the thought. If that were true, he'd know instantly. He would get the information he needed and kill her, like he had killed the rest of the Jedi. He reached the detention level, marching strait through security without any need for ID. They were still supposed to ask him for it, but no one ever dared.

He found the cell he was looking for, the stormtroopers were already waiting outside with an IT-O droid. They stood to attention as he walked into the cell to confront the Rebel Scum. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw next. It was her.

She was much older than when he had last seen her. She was taller and had longer montrals and head tails. But he would know her anywhere.

The young togruta simply glared at him. She didn't recognise him. He wasn't surprised, why would she? She would probably have hated him if she did. Well, more than she evidently did already. Maybe she was right to.

Vader turned and left the cell, the stormtroopers following him out. He could sense her confusion at this, she'd never been any good at hiding her emotions. She had been expecting pain, had prepared herself for it. Now, she didn't know quite what to do.

"She is not to be harmed. I want guards outside this cell at all times. No exceptions. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes sir" answered the trooper. "But…S sir…the interrogation?" stammered an officer timidly. "The interrogation is over. I have learned all I need from this rebel" Vader snapped. "I…I just thought-" Vader choked him with the force, lifting him off his feet "Are you questioning me lieutenant?" he asked in a slow, dangerous voice. "N no, no sir" the officer spluttered, clutching at the invisible hand around his throat. Vader dropped him and swept away without another word.

After that, Vader avoided the detention level as much as possible. The former Jedi padawan brought back too many painful memories. He tried unsuccessfully to put her out of his mind. Finally, a few weeks later, Vader couldn't bear it anymore. He had to go. He practically ran down to the detention level.

When he arrived, something didn't feel quite right, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could sense a slight disturbance in the force. As he neared her cell, he heard screams of pain. Her screams.

The stormtroopers at the door knew they were done for. They didn't even try to beg for their lives, knowing it would be pointless. They had knowingly disobeyed Vader and they would die for it.

Vader was a whirlwind of fury, destruction and death. He tore through the small cell, killing everyone. Everyone but her. He used the force to unlock the restraints holding her up and she collapsed into his arms. He held her, trying to find something to say. For the first time in his life, he was lost for words. He looked down into her bright blue eyes and saw recognition, betrayal and distrust.

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