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Chapter 3

Darth Vader bowed down on one knee in front of the hologram of the Emperor, his master Darth Sidious. His master knew something or wished for him to go destroy someone, or else he wouldn't be calling. He just hoped it wasn't Luke. It was inevitable that his master would figure out about his child's existence but he would prevent it for as long as he could.

"Lord Vader." The voice of the Emperor spoke.

"What is thy bidding my master?"

"I have uncovered something."

Vader didn't dare move a muscle and only strengthened the walls around his mind, keeping his thoughts hidden.

"Lord Vader congratulations on your child's survival."

"Thank you, my master."

Too soon. It was too soon for Sidious to figure out about Luke. But for the moment it should be fine, Sidious likely didn't want to deal with a baby.

"When were you going to tell me the news?" Sidious asked.

"Soon master, I was waiting to get everything adjusted first."

Sidious only nodded his head, seeming satisfied. But Vader knew his master likely wasn't pleased with him trying to keep Luke a secret for as long as he could.

"I would like to see him sometime Lord Vader."

"Yes, my master," Vader replied.

He pushed his rage back at the thought of Sidious touching Luke, but the man likely knew what he was thinking. Sidious always seemed to know.

"Lord Vader, remember your place is with the Empire, not a baby boy," Sidious said.

"Of course master."

Then his master was gone, leaving Vader alone with his thoughts once more. Hopefully, Piett could watch Luke for a few more hours while he was on the bridge. If not the man was dead. But he had a feeling that he wouldn't have to.

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Firmus Piett stared down at the child, Lord Vader's child in his arms. The boy was screaming and crying but he couldn't figure out the reason why. He was fed, changed, and he had done everything he thought a baby might want. But yet again he still didn't know a lot about babies.

"Don't cry, it's fine child. Shhh. I'm terrible at this." He mumbled.

But he noticed something. The boy had stopped crying and was staring at him with sky blue eyes. He had never seen eyes so blue. How could this innocent baby be Lord Vader's child? It didn't make any sense. Piett didn't even want to think about what his Lord must have done to have said child.

Then the boy pointed up to the cap on Piett's head.

"Oh, you like that? It's um part of my military uniform." He said.

Luke giggled at that then reached up for the hat.

"I um don't think your father would be pleased if I take this off so...I'm sorry."

The baby boy burst into tears, and Piett panicked.

"Okay, okay, okay here!" He said as he took off the hat and quickly handed it to Luke.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Luke exclaimed as he held the hat in his chubby little hands.

Piett breathed a sigh of relief then sat down. Dealing with a baby was harder than he thought. This was not in the job description whatsoever. His friend Veers would be laughing his head off if he ever figured out about this though. So hopefully he never did.

He looked at little Luke in his arms to see the boy fast asleep. Did...did he do that?! He helped the boy fall asleep? At least he surely wouldn't be dead now...hopefully. There was nothing wrong with the boy either but it was stressful. Especially when your Lord threatened to pretty much kill you if you upset his child or did something wrong.

When he first joined the Imperial navy he never anticipated working with the Lord Vader, but here he was taking care of Vader's child... This was not in the job description.

But Piett ended up falling asleep right there with sleeping baby Luke in his arms.

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Vader's hands balled into fists. It was maddening. Didn't his own crew know what to do? They were acting like a bunch of idiots and it was infuriating. Plus he was still upset about the call he had with his master. So he had killed a lieutenant that had gotten in his way. The man that was taking care of his son was likely to be promoted.

He entered his quarters, looking around for the ensign and his son. The sith froze when he saw them both asleep on a couch in his quarters. Luke was cuddled up on Piett's chest, fast asleep. As much as he wanted to wake Piett up and see if everything had went fine, he would likely wake Luke up as well.

So instead he slowly walked past them into his office, careful to not make a sound. He knew how grumpy Luke was when he didn't get enough sleep. As much as he loved his baby son...he didn't want to deal with that. He could get some work done...maybe.

Despite how hard Vader tried to focus on the datapads of reports in front of him, his attention was on the officer and his son in the other room. He had to admit Piett had done well. Perhaps in the future when he was busy he would have him take care of his son. There would be times he wouldn't be able to take care of Luke, just like today.

He turned his head away just as he felt danger pulsing in the back of his mind. Danger, danger... But not for him. Without a thought, Vader jumped out of his chair and dashed into the room where his sleeping baby son was. Someone was here for his child. It seemed someone else had figured out about Luke besides Sidious. But who?

Vader unclipped the lightsaber from his belt and searched through the force for the slightest thing that could be wrong.

His golden eyes snapped up to look at the ceiling above him. With a snap hiss, the red blade of his lightsaber snapped out of the hilt and he stabbed it into the ceiling. There was a scream of pain, then nothing.

Luke shrieked and woke up at the sudden noise and Piett jumped awake. The red blade disappeared back into the hilt, then he clipped it to his belt.

"Piett get a couple of the 501st up here now," Vader ordered as he reached for his son.

"Y-Yes Lord Vader." Piett quickly replied then gently handed Luke over to the sith.

As Piett left Vader stood there with Luke in his arms, blood dripping from the ceiling and wondering who would dare try to attack, kidnap, or do who knows what to his child.


A/N: Of course someone knows about Luke. Why wouldn't they? XD But anyways I hope you've enjoyed!

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