Galen Marek

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Dany tucked the thought of the merge in the back of her mind for the present. Once they found someplace to hide beyond hyperspace, they could train to merge as a team. She also vowed to read Revan’s older writings, the ones the Elders liked to skim over. For a long time, Dany had suspected there were dangerous theories written there, but always made excuses to put off checking them. No longer. She wasn’t afraid to commit to the Force, to be the heart of it. Finding out they were going to be a family - Daenerys had no fear left in her. They had to destroy the Emperor if they and their children were ever going to be safe.

“Well, I don’t know anything about being a parent, but I know we’ll protect and cherish them and everything else will be a bonus. Besides, it’s not as if we’re the first parents in the history of the galaxy. We’ll figure it out together, Galen,” Daenerys assured him firmly, giving his hand a small squeeze.  “Dagobah? Hmm, it’s definitely got a darkside presence, but all of the Force is very strong there. We’ll have to find a solid place to set down that’s not the mountain area. I’m not sleeping over the darkside sinkhole, but it’s not a bad idea. The Fury is stocked and it wouldn’t be hard to resupply.”

She leaned forward and keyed up the star charts, finding the best route to the swamp planet and then set the navigational computer to work. “I’m going to get some rest. You should join me. The nav droid will wake us if anything happens,” Daenerys offered, stifling a yawn. Now that they had a destination programmed in - a place off the normal charts and so full of the pure Force that even Galen would be hidden there, the adrenaline had flowed away. She got up and glanced back, waiting to learn if her husband would join her or if he wanted to stand watch in the cockpit.

The study of the force. Vader’s training was about being s weapon in many ways he wasn’t a true Sith but a stepping stone, anything Galen acredited on the way he did mostly by himself. studying Aurebesh and even ancient Sith as he would read scrolls and datapads of Vader’s but it was present there a dyad. Dyad’s were something along the lines of force bonds but potent, powerful. Raven and Bastilla. powerful bond. The Exile, a Jedi who’s force bond to so many Jedi caused a wound in the force. the theories were present with other examples but Galen could have never expected a bond with Vader, not like that. Vader was toppled, but Vader’s power did not compare to Palpatine’s.

Parenthood. Sure he had gotten to spend time with the Wookies and Kota’s concern for Galen was evident. seeing a Wookie play with their child, wholesome moments that made one wonder just what it was they missed out on. in his entire existence there was a lot of firsts far to removed from when it was supposed to have bene. her comfort had his face rise and his brow eyes pieced those lovely purple orbs and he would nod, a bit sheepishly but he would acknowledge the way she made him feel and hopeful at the same time. “Dagobah.” He would agree and study her, “ We have to see you to term maybe before going to war against Palpatine.”

She was beautiful, always beautiful to him but her glow the fact she was carrying his babies well it did a number on him for she seemed to have a brighter glow. the way some strands of her hair dangled off her face was quite so lovely. “ Rest.’ He repeated again as he studied her and then the droids, “ proxy.” He said, slumping back in his chair with his arms crossed as he breathed out, “ Repair yourself.” The droid his constant companion was the one droid he did end up trusting, and he would stand, helping Dany up as he started down the halls, “ I could use a rest.”

                HER BROW FURROWS,   a faint frown crossing her lips,  and in the next moment she’s slowly shaking her head.  “My life isn’t any more important than yours – or than anyone else’s out there,”  Leia answers softly,  a vague gesture of one hand toward the door accompanying her words.  

                She slowly moves to sit,  mildly lightheaded and yet doing her best to ignore it,  at least for the time being.  “This has never been dependent on me,  or on any one singular person.  Everyone is equally important.”  And she truly believes that – everyone has a part to play,  everyone is vital to their efforts.  

             “ I ----- I was sent to kill people who didn't have a tenth of your goodness. you are ----- remarkable ----- Senator!” Galen’s admission over what he was and what he did in Vader’s service was a nice mask for how he really felt, since he didn’t even know he how he felt, but that he felt something.

            He leaned against her desk, arms crossing infront of his person as he looked at Leia, blinking while he tried to consider his reaction, “ Whatever part I have to play it is to see you to the new world that you could help build. Course we do have to win the war first.” Hard to win when not on some front.

                “I HARDLY THINK THAT    would be necessary.”  Perhaps her voice is a little harsher than intended – the sentiment of his words is appreciated,  after all.  But she can hardly consider herself so important to be worth such a risk.  

                 “I would prefer you didn’t risk your life for mine.”  The words are a little softer now,  her expression a bit more serious.  “And I am completely capable of getting to a transport on my own.”  Although,  to be fair,  there’s a significant chance she’d find herself caught up trying to help anyone else in any way possible before getting to one herself.  

               “ I know you.” He replied back, steeling himself from her harsh delivery but still he didn’t hold it against the woman. Giving of yourself to a cause, he fought close to the chest, dangerously so, no doubt making her worried sometimes too.

               “ I owe your father and you.” He had deceived them the first time. sure Leia got him to do his first Rebel act but he had stilled been deceptive even if his heart belonged with the Rebellion. Shifting from such heartachingly topics though he shrugged, “ You say that but ------ they can’t afford to lose you Leia. and your life matters. The Galaxy needs a woman like you.” 

                THOUGHT SHE APPRECIATES    the gesture,  Leia slowly shakes her head.  “I don’t need help,”  she gently assures him.  “There’s no point in you exhausting yourself,  I’m not in any immediate danger.”  Sore,  yes,  but her injuries are hardly life-threatening.  “I just need to rest.  I’ll be fine,”  she assures him,  a small smile accompanying the statement and her voice confident,  though still gentle.  She’s had worse injuries,  this isn’t anything she can’t handle.  

                Leia pauses for a moment before speaking again.  “We’re hardly safe here,  the Empire could discover us any time,”  she points out.  “And if that should happen,  we all stand a better chance if you’re at your best.”  

                  His value. One of the few who could contend with Vader if he should lead the incursions into Echo Base, he knew the protocol and accepted that he could die in battle. all he did was to defend the Rebellion, to uphold his family’s sigil and make up for his past. Still, conflict existed between his duty to the Rebellion and the feeling he had when seeing Leia in pain. He had a sad smile to give back to him, still he touched where she was hurt

                  He looks in her eyes, his smiling disappearing as his lips form a tight line and he would nod, “ I’ll hold them off with everyone else ---  but if you take forever to get to a transport I will put you over my shoulder princess and carry you away.”