Buffy 'Elisa' Kenobi- 46

Obi-Wan Kenobi- 60

Willow Amidala Kenobi- 20

Obi-Wan Alexander 'Alex' Kenobi- 17

Han Solo- 25

Anakin Skywalker- 44

Padme Skywalker - 50

Luke Skywalker- 20 ½

Leia Skywalker- 20 ½

Buffy Skywalker- 16 ½

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Chapter One -o-To Remember

"I love it here," Buffy sighed contently as she leaned against the railing on the porch. She took a deep breath of sea air and let it out slowly. "Sometimes, when it's quiet and still, you can hear the callies on the island. I'll take you there someday, would you like that?" Buffy turned and smiled, resting her elbows on the railing now. "We'll swim across to the island like Padme and I do sometimes."

"Elisa?" Buffy turned and smiled as Obi-Wan walked out onto the balcony.

"Hello," Buffy smiled lazily at him as he walked over to her.

"Who are you talking to?" he asked, leaning over and kissing her cheek. She smiled when he pulled away, and pointed. He turned and smiled at the sight. "How long has he been out?" he asked.

"About an hour," she said, walking over and sitting in the chair next to the small hanging swing. She ran her hand softly over the sandy blond hairs of the three year old and remembered, quite vividly, finding out that she was going to have another baby.

-o-

Buffy yawned widely as she sat at the dining table. She was waiting for the rest of the group, and it was unusual for her to be the first one there, so she was getting a little bored. She stirred her drink with her spoon and watched two Jedi spar in the gardens. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings so she didn't hear anyone come up to the table.

"Master Kenobi?" Buffy jumped just a little when a hand landed on her shoulder.

"Oh, Leia, you startled me," Buffy said, turning to look at the young woman. She expected a smile from Leia so she was a little concerned by the look of shock on Leia's face. "Leia, what is it?"

"You don't know," Leia said, shaking her head. "But it's so soon, I can't believe I can tell."

"Don't know what Leia?" Buffy asked. Leia swallowed hard and the color faded from her face a little.

"You're...pregnant," she whispered, barely even out loud. Buffy blinked once, twice and then stared at her. Quickly she began to take inventory of herself, Leia couldn't be right, there had to be some other explanation, she couldn't be- And then she felt it, that tiny little change in her body. All Buffy could do was sit there, staring at Leia staring at her.

"Who's winning?" Both girls jumped about a foot at the voice and looked up to see Obi-Wan and Anakin standing next to them, bemused looks on their faces.

"Elisa?" Obi-Wan asked, now a little worried at the look on her face.

"I..." She trailed off and closed her eyes then shook her head gently. "Wow," she said as an excited little bubble began to grow in her head and heart. "Oh wow," she said again, standing up slowly.

"Elisa?" Obi-Wan said again as he watched her stand. "What's wrong? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," she said as the grin spread over her face, filling her eyes, along with the tears. "Oh Obi-Wan I'm so fine!" she said, throwing her arms around his neck. As she touched him, she reached out to him, connected to him, and helped him to feel what she was feeling, why she was so excited.

"No," Obi-Wan said, pulling away, a huge smile on his face now too. "Really?"

"Oh for sure," Buffy said, nodding her head as the tears slid down her face.

"Leia, you wanna enlighten me here?" Anakin asked as he watched the very odd exchange.

"No," Leia told him, smirking a little. "Give it another few seconds," she said, looking up at Elisa and Obi-Wan, staring at each other now. "Three...two...one..."

"I'm having a baby!" Buffy cried out, spinning away from Obi-Wan slightly, a huge grin plastered over her face and Leia nodded her head smiling. Anakin looked shocked as every head in the eatery turned to look at her.

---O---

"You don't think it's weird right?" Buffy asked later that night after telling her children she was having a baby.

"No," Willow said, shaking her head, a huge smile on her face. "I think it's great."

"Could you have a boy?" Alex asked, forking up some of his food. "We're going to be out numbered here sooner or later." Buffy smirked and nodded her head.

"I'll work on that for you Alex," Buffy told him and he seemed satisfied with that. She felt pretty sure that she'd be able to accommodate Alex in his request.

-o-

"Do you think he'll be awake in time for the rehearsal?" Obi-Wan asked, sitting down next to her. She looked up from the small little boy and nodded her head.

"Yes, I don't imagine he'll sleep for much longer," she told him and he smiled. "His naps seem to be getting shorter now."

"Another few months and he won't want to take them at all," Obi-Wan said and she smiled and nodded.

"Just like his sister," Buffy said, remembering fondly how much Willow hated naps after she turned four.

"How's Alex?" Buffy asked, looking up from her small son.

"He's good," Obi-Wan said, nodding his head and smiling. "He's running interference between the two groups."

"Well, I guess as best man that's his job," Buffy said, smirking at the image Obi-Wan conjured up for her: Alex, dressed in his semi formal tunic, hair a little longer than Buffy liked it, a huge smile on his face.

"And Luke?" Buffy asked and laughed when the image shifted to a pacing Luke inside one of the many sitting rooms. "Man, this is just the rehearsal; I can't wait to see him tomorrow," Buffy said and Obi-Wan laughed, nodding.

"Have you seen Willow in her dress yet?" Obi-Wan asked and Buffy smiled lightly, nodding her head as she sent Obi-Wan an image of their daughter in her maid of honor outfit. It was a dusty rose color; it left her shoulders bare and buttoned up the front in a zigzag pattern, technically it was a tunic, since it had pants and fell open past her hips on the sides, but it looked more like a dress.

"She looks so grown up," he said, shaking his head when he opened his eyes again.

"She does," Buffy agreed, nodding her head.

"Buffy?" Buffy looked towards the door and smiled at Giles. Even after the last few years, there was still an odd little jolt of happiness whenever she saw him. He was still the only one who called her Buffy and it was something she was happy he hadn't given up. Though, he had long since lost the clothes he came here in. Somehow, the long tunic and loose fitting pants seemed to fit him, like he belonged in them; scholarly, she'd always thought.

"Hi Giles," she said, standing when he walked over to them.

"How are you this afternoon?" Obi-Wan asked, smiling up at him. It had not taken long for the two men to bond once trouble had passed. It was almost like gaining another brother, and Obi-Wan was thrilled by it. Giles sat down and Buffy followed suit and Obi-Wan couldn't help but remember the first really long in-depth conversation the two men had had.

-o-

"How's Buffy?" Giles asked, walking into the living room, sipping some tea and sitting down across from Obi-Wan. They had only been back from Tatooine for a few hours, most everyone was in bed, but he couldn't sleep. Obi-Wan looked up from the data pad he was writing in and smiled, he obviously couldn't sleep either.

"She's well," he said, nodding his head. "She and Alex are happy to have the rest of us home safe and...that's not who you were talking about," Obi-Wan said, chuckling lightly as Giles shook his head.

"She's ok," Obi-Wan said after a long moment. "She hates it when the, as she would say, 'bad guy,' gets away."

"She does indeed," Giles said, nodding his head. It was good to know, though some things had changed about her, the fundamental 'Buffy' had stayed the same.

Suddenly Obi-Wan realized, with Buffy asleep in the other room, he had Giles all to himself. A wealth of stories and bits about Buffy he did not know, or that she would not tell him.

"Tell me something about her, something she wouldn't tell me herself?" Obi-Wan finally said and Giles chuckled lightly.

"Perhaps a drink first?" Giles asked and Obi-Wan nodded his head as he stood up. He walked over to the bookcase and pulled a book off the shelf. He opened the book and Giles laughed as he pulled a brown bottle out.

"Something a little stronger than tea?" Obi-Wan asked, holding up the brown bottle. Giles nodded his head once with a smirk. Obi-Wan walked back over and sat down next to Giles' armchair. He reached over and poured a good amount into Giles half empty tea cup and then added some to his own tea.

"Elisa tells me this is about the equivalent to your 'whisky'?" he said, though it sounded a bit like a question. Giles reached down, took the cup and took a drink.

"Yeah," he said, a slight wheeze to his voice. He cleared his throat and smiled at Obi-Wan. "Something like it."

They both sat back and sipped their drinks for a moment. Obi-Wan was sure Giles was trying to think of a story that wouldn't get him in trouble with Elisa. And for a moment he sat there, and pictured that young woman who fell into his world, ready and willing to help save them all.

"How much of Buffy's world do you know?" Giles finally asked after a long moment. Obi-Wan thought about that and let out a small sigh.

"Dribs and drabs that she's let slip over the years. She doesn't talk about herself very much. She's told me all about you, Willow, Xander, Dawn, her mother and...Spike. She skirts around that topic a lot which leads me to believe there's something about him she's not telling me," Obi-Wan told Giles, who nodded his head and smirked, confirming Obi-Wan's suspicions. "She told me, when she 'died' for the last time in your world you and she were fighting about something, but she's never said what or is it...who?" Obi-Wan asked and Giles nodded his head sadly when he thought back to it.

He had not planned on jumping right into the touchy subjects, but it would seem this had been on Obi-Wan's mind for a while. Obi-Wan shook his head and sighed as he took a drink.

"It's not that I'm...jealous, because I'm not," he said and Giles nodded his head, he could see that he really wasn't. "There's just this whole other aspect to her life that she never talks about...I'm curious."

Giles took a long drink of his 'tea' and leaned back in the chair resting his head against the back. He let his mind wander a little to five years before, before Buffy disappeared and all of their worlds changed. After a moment he sat up and looked at Obi-Wan, and told him the story of him letting somebody try to kill someone very close to Buffy; it was not a fun story to tell.

'Buffy...I-I understand your anger. Please believe me, we did what we-"

'He's alive. Spike's alive. Wood failed,' she interrupted him as she stared at Dawn, tucking the covers around her sleeping form, not looking at Giles, hardly even acknowledging his presence. She still didn't look at him as she walked from her sister's room, closing the door behind her. She walked into her room, and stood in the doorway, looking towards her sister's room.

'Well, that doesn't change anything. What I told you is still true. You need to learn-"

'No,' she said, finally looking up to meet his eyes. 'I think you've taught me everything I need to know.'

"After that, everything was different," Giles said an hour later, downing the rest of his drink. He set the cup down and Obi-Wan leaned forward and poured him another one. "Thanks."

"She isn't mad at you anymore, and hasn't been for a very long time," Obi-Wan told him and Giles nodded his head.

"Yes, we've already spoken about it actually, it's good to know," Giles said, reaching out and picking up his cup again. "But, it's hard, to look back and remember. I don't know if she's ever been that mad at you before..." He trailed off and Obi-Wan shook his head lightly.

"Well, it's not a look someone forgets, ever." He looked down at his glass and shook his head. And now he felt compelled to lay down all his evil deeds. Because he was sure, knowing Buffy, that all Obi-Wan had ever heard of him had been good and that wasn't right. He was sure she'd told him of her bad times. So Obi-Wan should know some of the mistakes he'd made. "Especially when it's not the first time you've seen it."

"What do you mean?" Obi-Wan asked, sitting forward a little.

"How does Buffy like to spend her...what did she call it, Lifeday? How does she celebrate here?" Obi-Wan was a little confused by the change of topic but thought about it for a moment. She loved throwing huge parties for all the kids, even did something special for him every year, but...

"She doesn't have one," he finally said and Giles surprised him by smiling. "When I asked at first, she just avoided the question. And after a while, I stopped asking, she obviously doesn't like the idea, so I let it drop."

"A wise choice," Giles said, chuckling, but Obi-Wan could hear the underlying bitterness in the laugh. "Back on earth, she didn't have the most...luck with birthdays." Giles thought back over the years training her and couldn't come up with one good birthday she'd had, unless you counted the one where he'd been turned into a demon. Giles told him about each of her birthdays, and the very bad things that happened on them, glossing lightly over her 17th birthday, not knowing how much of it Buffy had told him, yet it took almost another hour, and their bottle was getting close to empty.

"You skipped one," Obi-Wan said after a long moment of silence at the end of Giles' stories. He was sure Giles was aware of the fact that he had skipped a birthday, but thought he should say something anyway.

"Eighteen," Giles said, nodding his head and Obi-Wan could hear the pain in his voice already. "As I'm sure Buffy has told you, most slayers don't live very long."

"She did, yes," Obi-Wan said, nodding his head. He didn't like to think about it, what may have become of him, his Padawan and their world had it not been for Buffy's arrival, and her see-it-my-way attitude.

"If a slayer makes it to their eighteenth birthday they are put to a test, to see..." Giles trailed off and sighed. "Bollocks!" he growled, standing and pacing a little. "It's an archaic tradition that should have been thrown out years ago." He looked down at Obi-Wan and Obi-Wan was surprised by the fear in his eyes.

"I took away her power; I took her strength and her speed, in order to trap her in a house with a powerful evil creature, to see how good she really was." Obi-Wan could hear the weary guilt, the fear and the pain behind the words.

'I don't know you,' it was odd how so many years later Giles could still hear the words perfectly, and the pain and anger behind them.

"In the end she bested the vampire, even without her powers," Giles said, easing back into the chair. He hadn't realized how much this still bothered him, how guilty he still felt. "She forgave me, but..."

"It's hard to look back on our mistakes, to forgive ourselves," Obi-Wan said after a short pause. "Even then you thought of her as your own, didn't you?"

"That's why I couldn't do it, couldn't let her go into the fight without knowing what was going on. I told her, and the council fired me for it." He smirked now and shook his head. They both sat there for a long while, thinking. Finally Obi-Wan sat forward and looked at Giles and picked up his drink.

"You know, you still haven't told me a story about Elisa." He smiled and Giles smiled back and nodded his head.

"Did you know, for a very short time once, she went by the name Joan?" Giles asked, smirking at him before he took another sip of his 'tea.'

---O---

"Are you two trying to wake the whole house?" Buffy asked, walking out of her room, having been woken by the sounds of loud joyous (and drunken?) laughter. She looked at the two men sitting in the armchairs side by side and the two open and empty bottles of what she had nicknamed Hutt Whiskey, sitting in front of them. They both looked up at her as she came in and started to laugh again.

"Are you drunk?" she asked, amused despite herself. She had only ever seen Obi-Wan drunk once before, and even that had only been off half a bottle of the Hutt Whiskey.

"Could be, could...hic...be," Giles said, nodding his head, and Buffy wasn't surprised that his accent was quite a lot thicker when he'd been drinking, in fact, he sounded more like Spike. "What time's it?"

"Just about morning," Buffy said, crossing her arms and trying to look stern, but the laughing wasn't helping. Obi-Wan stood, and then wobbled a little. "Off to bed with you, both of you," Buffy said, shaking her head as he tried to nod and walked, in a bit of a zigzag, towards their bedroom. Before he got there he turned and looked at Giles.

"Going to be good to have you about," he said and Giles nodded his head and Obi-Wan walked into his room, the doors closing behind him.

Buffy smiled at Giles and shook her head. He stood and took a deep breath then smiled back at her before turning and heading to his room. Buffy tried to stifle the laugh when he ran into the corner of the table by his door.

"Bugger!" he said, wincing and Buffy laughed harder.

"He's right," Buffy said and Giles turned and looked at her. "It is going to be good to 'have you about.'" Giles smiled and nodded his head before turning and walking into his room too.

-o-

He'd had a hell of a headache the next morning he remembered as he sat on the balcony with Elisa and Giles. And he'd been right; it had been nice 'having him about.' He smiled at the two of them and relaxed into his chair.

"Where's Samtry?" Buffy asked and Obi-Wan smiled.

"She said she was going to see if she could help the girls with anything," Obi-Wan said and Buffy smiled. It was hard to believe a girl could be so graceful with a lightsaber and then so clumsy in normal life.

"Maybe I should go help?" Buffy said, standing and looking down at the two men.

"Bring in GJ when he wakes up ok?" she asked, looking over at the toddler.

"We will," Obi-Wan said and Buffy smiled.

-o-

"I am never going to get this." Buffy stopped as she was walking past the open doorway. Willow was sitting in her room, bent over something sitting on the desk in front of her. Buffy heard the sound of metal meeting wood and nodded. Willow must be working on her lightsaber. Buffy was about to take a step into the room when a voice came from the comm on the desktop.

"Not if you go about it with that attitude." Buffy still had a little trouble not cringing at that voice. It was only a few short years ago that her very own daughter had been face to face in a kill or be killed kind of fight with the boy...man...on the other end of that comm. While Buffy was the first to admit that Martyne had come a long way from the angry twisted boy on Tatooine, she wasn't really comfortable with the growing attraction between him and her only daughter.

"I'm sorry," Willow said, her voice full of sarcasm, "Did I ask you for your opinion?" Though the loud rich laugh that came from the other end of the comm even had Buffy smiling a little. She took a step away from the open door and leaned against the wall. She was going have to learn to let go, Willow was almost a Knight now, it was time. She heard Willow laugh then too and took a deep breath. She remembered when the conversations between Willow and Martyne had not been so light and friendly.

-o-

"Ok, I guess I just don't understand how you let her get you so twisted," Willow said, shaking her head as she sat across from Martyne, a game board out in front of them. He had his arms crossed in front of him and a glare on his face. Willow was the only one who he talked to, at all; she was the only one making any progress with him. Of course, 'progress' was putting too good a spin on it.

"You wouldn't," he told her and she nodded her head once and moved a piece and smiled.

"No, I guess not," she told him and Buffy, standing in the observation room, heard the sarcasm coming. "I mean, what do I know about darkness right?"

"That you even call it 'dark' proves my point," Martyne said, shaking his head before he begrudgingly reached out and moved a piece making Willow smirk. She was so good at drawing him into games and conversations, it blew Buffy away sometimes. "Just because it's different, just because they use a power you're too-"

"I swear Martyne; you say 'scared' and I'm leaving," Willow said and his mouth slowly closed, though now he was glaring at her again. Finally Willow sighed and leaned closer to him. "I know you're scared Martyne, I know it must have been hard on you, growing up not knowing who your parents were. I know you depended on Sian Jeisel, I know how close you got. I was, well I always thought, a very good friend of yours. I want to be your friend again Martyne." She reached out and put her hand next to the force field separating them, her fingers resting against it. "I don't know what Sian told you, but you don't have to be alone. Connecting, being loved, it's not bad. It can only make us stronger." A long silent moment passed as they sat there, staring at each other.

"When I woke up, in that ship, after the fight, do you know what the first thing I thought was?" Martyne asked leaning in closer to her too. Buffy was surprised to find herself as anxious to find out as her daughter probably was.

"No," Willow said, shaking her head. He smirked and shook his head. He stood from the chair he'd been in and looked down at her.

"You should have killed me; I'm just going to rot in here," he told her, leaning over the table so he was towering over her. "I don't want your pity, and I don't need you, or your friendship." He turned and walked out of the visiting room. Never having said what his first thought upon waking was. Buffy watched as Willow stared at the door he had walked through. Buffy could see her daughter was struggling with a few different emotions and wasn't too shocked to see the tears that slid silently down her cheeks.

-o-

It had been an...intriguing and terrifying struggle to watch unfold. Willow, refusing to give up the fight for him and him, refusing to believe there was anything to fight for. It had taken her almost a year to get him to open up about what it had been like with Sian. Sometimes, well, most of the time all Buffy wanted to do was pull her daughter away from the scary teenage boy who showed nothing but contempt for all of them. And then, after a while, Buffy recognized something about what was happening with them, why Martyne started to see reason.

All through his childhood he'd believed his parents didn't love him, didn't want him, and then, Sian had taken him on as a Padawan, and not only that, but four years early. Filling his head with who knew what, but she could guess, somewhere along the lines of, how wrong a connection was, how wrong the Jedi had gone; love was forbidden and rightly so. And then one day he looked at Willow and Buffy could see it in his face, and she knew he must see it too. He was in love, and not only that, but in love with her daughter. How could he fight against something he so badly wanted now?

A new memory came, almost unbidden to her mind and she sighed lightly.

-o-

"Master Kenobi?" Buffy looked up at her open door and tried not to look surprised at who was standing in her doorway. Though his hair had been cut and he no longer wore all black, she still couldn't help but see the teen who tried to kill her daughter two and a half years ago.

"Yes Martyne?" she asked, shutting off her data pad and setting it down. She was in her office at the Temple, the only place she was really allowed to go these days. She helped with the youngling scheduling and worked on her own 'in theory' techniques for Luke, for when she was back up to training. She stood, bracing her back with her hands; it was getting harder and harder to stand.

"You don't have to...get..." His words trailed off as she stood and he could see her eight and a half month pregnant belly. "Up," he finished, swallowing hard. "I...uh..." He blinked at her and just stared and Buffy wondered if this was the first time he'd ever seen a pregnant woman this far along before, she smiled lightly at him and gestured to a chair. Buffy had gotten so many lectures from Willow (and what a twist that was) about how friendly they needed to be with Martyne. How he was going to be a lot like Han had first been, very mistrustful of affection.

"It's ok, I need to get up and move around a little every once in a while," she told him, stretching her back a little. "He's moving around in there a lot these days."

"He?" Martyne asked, not having moved at all. Buffy looked at him then nodded.

"Yes, didn't Willow tell you?" she asked and he quickly shook his head. "I finally broke down and told everyone it was a boy," she said, smiling lightly at him. He nodded his head slowly, processing she was sure. "Did you...need something Martyne?"

"Yes," he said, nodding his head as he took another step into the room.

"Why don't you sit down?" Buffy asked and he looked at the chair and back at her then nodded and walked over to the chair. Buffy couldn't help but admit, she was curious as to what he wanted. He looked up at her then down at his hands and back and forth twice.

"Martyne, you're making dizzy here," Buffy said, keeping her tone playful and not harsh.

"Right," he said, nodding his head, very serious. He opened his mouth again only to close it, twice he did that and Buffy was now having trouble keeping the laughter down. She was pretty sure she knew what he was here for now and she wasn't sure how she was going to react to the words.

"I want to be taken on as a Padawan again." Buffy stared at him, a little surprised, that was not what she had thought it was going to be.

"You...you do?" she asked and he nodded his head once.

"You have some...pull...and I thought, if you gave me a good word… I need to..." He stopped and shook his head and looked down at his hands. "I wanna say something to you, and you're probably not going to like it, but I need to say it anyway."

"Ok," Buffy said, nodding her head as she walked back over and sat down at her desk.

"I'm...'in love' just isn't the right way to describe what I feel, but since I have no other words, as of yet, I'm just going to go with those for now. I'm in love with Willow. She...pulled me back from such a dark, hateful place. And I need to prove to her that I've turned around. I need her to see that I can be who she sees in me. Wait," he said when Buffy opened her mouth to say something. "But, more than that, I need to prove to me, that I can be who she sees in me." Buffy nodded her head and folded her arms in front of her.

"Ok," she finally said after a long pause. "Ok."

-o-

So far as she knew it was three years later and Willow still didn't know how Martyne felt about her. He didn't want to tell her, or so Buffy surmised, until he saw he was 'who she saw in him' as he had put it. He had been taken on as a Padawan again and by none other than Master Windu himself, and was just as close now to his trials as Willow and the rest of them.

Buffy still wasn't sure how she felt about all this, but she kept her mouth closed about it, mostly. She pushed herself away from the wall and walked back down the hall, away from her daughter's room. They all had a big day in the morning, and she should get to bed, before she got caught eavesdropping.

-o-

"How's it look?" Mara asked, sliding her hands softly down the front of her dress. Buffy looked up at her from the flowers in her hand and smiled brightly.

"You look beautiful," Buffy said, handing her the flowers, the stems of which were wrapped in a deep red that not only matched the sash around Mara's waist but also her long curly hair.

"Where's Mom?" Mara asked, looking around the room.

"She had to...pick something up," Buffy told her, walking around her so she was at her back. "You're the first girl in our little family to get married," Buffy reminded her and Mara smiled.

"Little family?" she asked and Buffy laughed.

"Anyway, being the first comes with its privileges," Buffy said, pulling out a long white box. "On my home planet, earth, we have a few traditions that you don't have here." She opened the box and pulled the long silver necklace out. "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue," Buffy said as she draped the necklace around Mara's neck. Of course Mara knew all about these traditions, seeing as both Padme and Elisa had used them when they got married. "Each of them represents something important. Something borrowed," Buffy said, clasping the necklace. "For borrowed happiness, to build your own happiness on."

"Something old," Willow said, coming into the room, on cue, holding a small pin in her hand, and Mara recognized it as a pin her father used to wear in his robes. She reached out and pinned it into Mara's flowers, the Jedi symbol showing at the top of the pin. "To show that some things never change."

"Something blue," Leia said, coming into the room, holding something in her hand. "To show love and fidelity." She smirked at Mara as she took her hand. "Though why you would pick my brother, I mean, have you seen him eat?" They both laughed and Leia slipped a ring onto Mara's hand with a small blue stone embedded in it. "May your love be true always," she said with a more serious tone now.

"And something new," Breha said, walking into the room, a huge smile on her face as the tears slid down her cheeks. "For all the good things the future holds for you." She placed the small tiara on her head, the silver twisted and turning beautifully around a small red gem about the size of the top of your thumb.

Mara looked around at everyone standing in the room with her and took a deep breath and tried to hold the tears at bay.

"Thank you," she finally choked out, smiling around at all of them. "It's all so...wonderful."

"Nothing but the best for our family," Willow said and Leia nodded her head.

"We're sisters now," Leia said, walking up to her. "And we take that pretty seriously around here."

"I love you guys, all, so much." She turned to her mom and hugged her. "Thank you."

"You look so beautiful," Breha told her, pulling away. "Now, stop that crying before you smudge," she told her, smiling at her as she carefully wiped the tears from her daughter's face.

-o-

Han shoved his hands into his pockets again for the fourth time only to remember the glare on Buffy's face the first time he did it and removed them. He sighed and rolled his shoulders, he hated this get up. Being all dressed up and 'pretty', it just so wasn't his thing.

"Geez Han, you'd think someone put a blaster to your head and was making you jump off the temple roof or something," Luke said, walking out of the bathroom tugging on his tunic, trying to straighten what was already straight.

"I hate this get up," Han said, shaking his head.

"You'll live," Alex said, walking into the room with flowers in his hands.

"What are those for?" Han asked, eyeing them suspiciously as Alex walked over.

"You mean 'who' are those for?" Alex asked, smirking at him as he set the box full of flowers on the chair. "Mom said they're called boutonnieres, and each of us is to wear one."

"What?" Han asked, now looking up to Luke for help.

"Oh wow," Luke said, smiling softly at the flowers. "They match Mara's flowers," he said and Han rolled his eyes at the gooey look on Luke's face.

"Where's...what's his name again?" Han asked, desperate to change the subject as Alex handed him a flower.

"You pin it up here," Alex said, pointing to his collarbone.

"Uh-huh," Han said, nodding his head, contemplating how much trouble he'd be in if he 'accidently' squished the flower.

"She'd have your head," Alex said and smiled when Han glared at him.

"Get out of my head kid," he told him and Alex smirked.

"Not in your head, I just know you," Alex said, walking over to Luke with the flowers.

"And his name is Tethin, Han, but..." Luke trailed off and took the flower from Alex.

"What?" Alex asked, pinning his own flower on. "We've got less than an hour, what happened?"

"He and his master were called away this morning; he's not going to make it," Luke said and Alex sighed, shaking his head.

"Well shit," Han said, and both Alex and Luke smirked, it was so funny just how much they had all picked up from Elisa, good and bad habits.

"So who did you...get...you didn't?" Alex said as Luke smiled back.

"What?" Luke said defensively, "You may not like him, but I do."

"Yeah, well he didn't try to kill your sister" Alex said, shaking his head angrily.

"Ah, we're talking about Martyne are we?" Han asked and Luke nodded his head.

"Doesn't the fact that I didn't kill her count for anything?" a new voice said and everyone turned towards the door where Martyne was standing, leaning against the wall.

"No," Alex said, glaring at him.

"Well then," Martyne smirked at him and shrugged. "Luke, looking good, nervous?" he asked, totally bypassing Alex. He'd found, over the last few years, that evasion was his best bet with Alex, until he could get him to trust him again.

"A little," Luke said, nodding his head. Martyne reached into the box with the flowers and pulled the last one out. He pinned it on and turned to Han.

"Nice flowers," he smirked at him and rolled his eyes. Han smirked back, nodding his head.

"I'm going to go see how everything is getting together...outside," Alex said, turning and walking out of the room.

"I'm sorry Luke, if this is going to cause problems maybe-"

"No," Han said, shaking his head. "I'll go talk to him. You keep your eye on lover boy here and make sure he doesn't wander off."

"Will do," Martyne said, nodding his head.

-o-

He found Alex, watching as Buffy and Obi-Wan tried to get GJ to walk up to the altar with the rings. The toddler wasn't having any of it and kept walking over to the window and waving at the men working in the garden setting up for the after party.

"So, Alex," Han said, sitting on the edge of the flower bed next to Alex. He'd never been as close to the middle Kenobi boy as he would have liked. Willow had taken to Han right away and he to her, but Alex had always been a little reserved with him, even as a toddler.

"I know you don't like Martyne," Alex rolled his eyes; everyone knew he didn't much care for the older boy. "I know you can't forgive him for what he did to Willow." Han had never been very good at this kind of thing. "But I don't really understand why. Willow has forgiven him, she obviously cares about him. Luke has forgiven him. I can see what he did, can kind of understand it even, and I forgave him so-"

"She's not your sister," Alex said, cutting him off and Han laughed, shaking his head.

"No?" Han asked and Alex looked up at him and tried to hold onto the glare he had fixed to his face. "I'm pretty sure it was me who sat up with her for three nights straight when she had Wookiee spots when she was six and Elisa and Obi-Wan were out on missions. And I'm fairly sure it was me took the two of you to Dex's every time you came home from training for the weekend. I was there, I grew up with the two of you, just because she doesn't have the same blood as me, just because you and I don't have the same mom, by birth anyway, that doesn't mean I don't think of you as my brother. I love her just as much as you do kiddo. So if that's your reasoning, you need a new excuse." Han stared at Alex as Alex stared at him. Finally Alex's shoulders hunched and he looked away.

"You're right," Alex said, after a second. Han looked him over closely, that had been way too easy. There was definitely more to this than Alex was letting on. "That's not a good reason, but I do have others. But...it's for another time. I'll go apologize to Luke. But..." He trailed off and looked back up at Han. "Until he's proven himself to me, I'm going to be wary."

"That's fine; I'm always wary of the guys in Willow's life. That's what brothers are for," Han said, patting Alex on the back. Alex smiled wryly and nodded his head.

"I'll see you in a while?" Alex asked as he stood up.

"Sure," Han said, nodding his head. He watched Alex as he walked back towards Luke's room. He was sure, that was the longest conversation the two of them had ever had. He looked down at his hands and smiled to himself, maybe things could change a little there too.

Han looked up from his hands only to meet the stare of someone else. Leia smiled at him and wiggled her fingers in a wave. He waved back, a little unsure, but couldn't help but smile at her. Someone called her name from another room and she turned and rushed off to see what they needed. He watched her go and shook his head a little when she was gone. Now, this was not something he'd been expecting. In fact, if you'd asked him five years ago, what he thought of Leia Skywalker, he wouldn't have had much to say, the slightly nerdy best friend of his 'little sister.' Having someone save your life can make you take a second look at them though.

-o-

Han stood at the edge of the bed staring down at the fifteen year old girl who, with no thought of herself, or the danger she was putting her life in, had saved his life. She'd been asleep for the past three days, which her master said was perfectly normal when someone gave out that much life energy. Life energy, she had literally given him a piece of herself. Han reached out and ran his hand over the top of her hand. He didn't even know very much about this girl, this young woman who'd saved his life. She was Willow's friend, practically family where Elisa and Obi-Wan were concerned. But what did he know about her? She was with Willow all the time, and he could name quite a lot about Willow, but couldn't, for the life of him, name anything about her.

"How is it that I know so little about you? What's your favorite flower?" he asked, even though he knew she couldn't answer. "Do you like night or day better? Do you like to fly, like your brother?" He cringed a bit at that, he even knew things about Luke, why had he never even thought to wonder about her?

"She likes wildflowers, like the kinds that grow in the fields on Naboo, she's a night owl, err...she's a night person, and she likes to fly, when she's driving." Han turned around and smiled at Elisa as she walked farther into the room. "Shouldn't you be in bed still?"

"Why?" Han asked and Buffy smirked.

"Because you were run through with a lightsaber and the healers said so," Buffy said, though she had a feeling that's not what he'd meant. He shook his head and sat in the chair next to the bed.

"She could have died," he said, looking at her. "She could have died saving me." He said to make his point clear. "Why?"

"Because she is who she is," Buffy said, pulling over a chair and sitting in front of him next to the bed. "And because...Han do you really not see it?" Buffy asked, looking him in the eyes. His eyes held a lot of confusion and Buffy really wasn't sure if she should tell him or not. Would it make him feel better, or worse?

"Han..." Buffy said, reaching out and putting her hand on top of Han's hand. "She likes you," Buffy told him and he blinked, and then stared, still confused. "She likes you Han, likes you" She said again, stressing the word likes this time.

"What?" he asked, looking at the girl sleeping in the bed. "Really?" He looked back at Leia "but-

"It doesn't matter," Buffy said cutting him off and he looked at her. "The fact that you're ten years older than her. I mean, it matters now, but, in another five years, what will ten years be? Obi-Wan is almost fourteen years older than me."

"But..." He couldn't wrap his head around it. He was so good at picking that kind of thing up, yet he'd never gotten that from her.

"Don't say anything to her," Buffy said, looking him hard in the eyes. "Just pretend I didn't say anything, you've both got a good five years to decide what you want to do."

"And Han," Buffy said, standing up and looking down at him. "Even though I think of you as my son, if you lead her on and break her heart, I'll have to break your legs," Buffy said, smiling brightly at him before she turned and walked out of the room. Han stared at the door for a long while after she'd left.

"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do with that?" he demanded of the semi empty room.

-o-

Since then he'd taken more notice of Leia, not so much that it was out of line, he didn't need that kind of trouble. But, over the last few months he'd noticed more and more about the women she was becoming. She was working with her mother in the Senate now and still training with her master. He liked that sometimes, when she thought no one was watching, she got this dreamy look in her eyes as she stared off into space. More and more often now he found himself wishing he knew what she was dreaming about.

Did she still feel the way Elisa had said she did five years ago? Had she moved on? Of course, wouldn't that just be the way, he'd finally taken notice of her only to find she didn't look at him like that anymore.

"Han!" He jumped when someone's hand landed on his shoulder.

"What?" he asked, looking up at Elisa, which one could only really do when they were sitting. He smirked at her and she smiled.

"Where were you?" she asked and he shook his head and stood up.

"Just...wondering," he said as he finally took a good look at her. "You look wonderful," he said and Buffy's smile brightened.

"Thank you," she said and he smiled before he looked around. Everyone was taking their seats.

"It time?" he asked and she nodded her head.

"You'd better hurry or they may leave you behind," she told him and he smiled at her and rushed off to the other guys. She watched till he was gone then made her way to her seat in the front row next to Obi-Wan.

"I think we're going to win the pool," she whispered in his ear, smiling. "Any day now."

"Han?" Obi-Wan asked and she smirked and nodded her head.

"Yep," she said and he smiled back at her. They smiled at each other then the music started and they both turned and watched.

Baby GJ came first, walking straight to the altar and then to Buffy without any trouble and Buffy laughed and rolled her eyes. The little pillow he carried hung to his side the whole time, swinging back and forth, the rings tied securely on the top.

Alex, holding the arm of his older sister came walking down the aisle next, both of them wearing huge smiles. They got to the front and parted ways, Alex to Luke's side and Willow to the other side; she bent down and scooped up Baby GJ into her arms and kissed his cheek before setting him back down and taking his little hand into hers.

Han and Leia came next, Leia's face portrayed a huge smile, but Willow could see the nerves in her friend's eyes. They made it to the front without any trouble and parted ways. Though Leia didn't see it, Willow caught Han's little look over his shoulder at Leia.

Willow was utterly shocked when the next couple turned the corner. Lil Buffy and Martyne came walking down the aisle, arm in arm. Willow looked at Leia next to her, who looked just as surprised, and then looked and Luke, who had a small smirk on his face. Lil Buffy was looking quite grown up in her dress, only slightly different from the one her sister and Willow wore. She smiled at Willow and Leia when she and Martyne parted ways.

"He popped up at the last second," Lil Buffy barely even whispered. "Tethin got called away with his master this morning," she explained and Willow nodded her head slightly. She'd known that Tethin got called away, so they'd decided Lil Buffy would just walk down by herself, she didn't even know Luke was that close to Martyne, she leaned forward just a little and caught Luke's eyes. She smiled when he winked at her and leaned back. She shook the thoughts from her head then smiled when the music changed and every one stood up and turned.

A/N- Ok, so a whole new story. Fun right? A cyber cookie and a special Surprise for the first one to tell me what Buffy's new son's full name is, in other words, what does GJ stand for? Hope to hear from you all! R&R