Breakfast with Darth Vader

Leia was awoken to a gentle tugging on her mind. She turned over, trying to ignore it. But it persisted. 'Leia, you will join me for breakfast.' She sat up and rubbed her eyes and put on a white jumpsuit and vest, white boots, and a white cape, then she styled her hair in a familiar Nabooan style and went to meet the dark lord, her father. She believed in the Rebellion, but she knew to defeat the Empire you must first defeat the Emperor, and to do that she would need Darth Vader's help, besides the easiest way to do that was from within. She watched as her father, Darth Vader sat down starring into space and a stormtrooper came up and held out her seat. Food was placed in front of her. The rarest of foods she had ever seen. "Good day, Father," she said to him as she sat down.

"Good day, Princess. Eat something you will need it," he muttered before looking down at his datapad, and signing off on the things the Emperor wanted him to do. He hated politics. Rebel base. That he could do.

Leia picked at her food, in silence. Finally, she couldn't take the silence anymore. "I stole the plans to the Death Star."

"I know. We are in the process of obtaining them. It's expected."

"They will soon be in the Rebel's hand," she added. "We are going to destroy the Death Star."

"Good."

"Good? I don't understand, I thought you supported the Emperor's pet project."

"I dislike that technological terror as much as the pitiful Rebellion, however, the Emperor would be most displeased if I did not look over it. Unless there is a Jedi in your group I seriously doubt that the weakness can be exploited."

"What weakness?"

He picked up his datapad and simplified the drawing. "In the center there's a reactor, if it were to be blown up by say a one man fighter the whole thing would blow up from the inside out. But, only a Jedi could pull that off. As Obi-Wan is here with me, and he never did like flying the only Jedi out there is Yoda and I seriously doubt he's going to come out of hiding after all these years."

"There's Luke."

Darth Vader searched his memory, but he couldn't remember a Luke ever existing as a Jedi. "Luke?"

"Skywalker, my brother, my twin actually." Darth Vader just nodded.

"Where is he?"

"With the Rebellion."

"Captain Rex?" he called on the comm. "You will escort Lady Vader to the training room and begin her training, make sure she is proficient with a blaster."

"But-I thought you were going to train me."

"I will." As soon as Rex appeared, he stalked out.

"Come along, Lady Vader."

"Leia."

Darth Vader was furious. How dare he! He hadn't felt rage like this in years. He stalked into Obi-Wan's cell and jerked him off his seat to hold him by his tunic as he pushed him against the wall.

"How dare you!"

Obi-Wan was startled, but it was nothing that he wasn't expected. He looked calmly into the mask of his former apprentice. "Temper, Anakin."

"Don't start with your lectures, old man! You kept them from me! This is all your fault!" he dropped Obi-Wan to the floor. Obi-Wan got up slowly, and dusted off his robes, looking up at him with pity.

"No, Anakin, this is not my fault, nor is it Master Yoda's." Darth Vader used the force and picked him up choking the serene look off Obi-Wan's face before he stopped he had promised Leia.

"Why did you do it! You were my friend! I...looked up to you," he said, his temper easing up. Obi-Wan got up for the second time and looked at him.

"I only did what I thought was right, besides I believed you had died. What would you have me do? Show up on Imperial Center with two babies in my arms, my face as recognizable as yours. The Once Great Jedi Master killed on the steps of Imperial Center."

"You should have found me."

"You would have killed me on sight. Those children are innocent, despite what you had done Anakin."

"Wh-what I did? I loved Padme. I trusted you, I respected Palpatine. What else was I to do?"

"There is always a choice, my old friend. You could have come to me, confided in me."

"I-I wanted to tell you. So many times. But I didn't want to put you in that position." Darth Vader felt different, the anger that had been his constant companion was strangely missing, and he was just talking to his old master. Obi-Wan sat down, and looked up at him.

"I would have done anything for you if you had only asked. I wasn't the perfect Jedi either Anakin. As a Jedi we are never supposed to put any one Jedi above the mission. If killing you would save a hundred lives, we are supposed to do it. Yet, I could not. I too, had an attachment, to you. If you had asked anything of me, I would have done it."

"I asked you to join me," Vader said, sitting down.

"I could not. Even during out battle, I loved you."

"We were married, Obi-Wan, Padme and I married while I was still a padawan." Vader laid his head in his old master's lap as he began to tell the tale. "I'd always love her. I was going to resign from the Order when I found out she was pregnant, but that very night I had another nightmare."

"Like-"

"The ones I used to have about my mother. And Padme died in childbirth." Obi-Wan patted the shoulder of his bulking former padawan. "Palpatine promised we would be able to save her, that was what I wanted to do. Then everything got so mixed up. I keep thinking about it over and over. All I wanted was the power to save her, she offered me the chance to go away with her, but I don't even remember hearing her until later...too late. That was all I ever wanted, to go away and be with her, on Naboo, where we could raise our family together, no more hiding, no more secrets. Just us. Just our love."

"Anakin, leave the dark side behind." Darth Vader sat up. "There is hope."

"It's too late for me."

"No Anakin, Master Yoda thought it was power. But if you turned for love."

"It doesn't matter."

"No, Anakin, you are wrong. It makes all the difference. Join me. Join the Rebellion. I can bring you to Luke."

"He will not escape me."

"But you cannot want him as a Sith, you have to love him as a father."