My first time writing Star Wars fanfiction, so bear with me. It starts off slow, but it all boils down to Han and Leia, I promise.

And, I know the likelihood of the changing of the rules isn't likely at all, but for the sake of this story, it has to be that way. Again, bear with me.

Surrounded by Padmé's family on Naboo, Leia and Luke were brought into the world, with Anakin by her side.

It wasn't the best time to be giving birth, since there was turmoil within the Republic. Chancellor Palpatine had been extinguished by Anakin, along with his trade rebellion. Things were trying to be returned to normal, with clean up for the rest of Palpatine's forces being taken care of.

At the last moment, as Master Mace Windu had been attacked by Palpatine, Anakin had come in. Master Windu had ordered that Anakin kill Palpatine, while Palpatine had cried that he was the one being harmed. Quickly, Anakin had made his decision and given the killing blow to Palpatine.

Anakin held Padmé's hand tightly, as she took quick, uneven breaths. The medical droid was waiting by the other end. "Just a few mores pushes," Two-Onebee announced.

Padmé cried out as she pushed the baby from her body. Onebee handed it to Anakin. He smiled down at Padmé. "Luke."

Padmé wearily reached out to stroke her son's cheek. "Luke," she repeated, as if testing the name for herself.

Suddenly, a whole new round of contractions set it, causing Padmé to breath in deeply and cry out again.

"Get ready to push again," Onebee told her.

The second baby was pushed from her body as its cry filled the room. Anakin had handed Luke off to be cleaned up and now had the other baby in his arms.

"Leia," he said to Padmé with wide, amazed eyes.

Once again, Padmé repeated the child's name. "Leia."

Padmé held her children in her arms as she and Anakin returned to Coruscant. She had been slightly upset when she realized that people could never know Anakin was Leia and Luke's father. He would be kicked out of the Jedi Order for not abiding by the strict laws. But, if Luke and Leia were to take on their father's last name, how would people not find out?

Obi-Wan was waiting anxiously when they returned. "Where have you been, Anakin? You suddenly disappeared in the middle of the most important hour!"

"I'm sorry Master," Anakin apologized. "Padmé wanted to have her children on Naboo."

Obi-Wan threw his hands up. "Well then she could have been flown there by someone else. You have responsibilities to the Jedi Council now, Anakin. You can't abuse that fact."

Anakin made a life-changing decision. "I wanted to be there when my children were born, Master."

Obi-Wan was silent, staring between Anakin and Padmé, then at the two little bundles in her arms. "Well…this is an…interesting turn of events." He let out a sigh. "Please tell me you're not married and haven't broken the code."

Anakin lowered his head in shame. "Then I would be lying, Master."

Obi-Wan ran a hand down his face in a clear sign of stress. "I am your friend, both of yours, and under other circumstances, I would keep your secret, but my first alliance is to the Council. They have to be notified immediately."

Padmé laid a protective hand on Anakin's arm. "Will he be kicked out of the Jedi Order?"

"I'm not sure. If not, he will be marked with shame amid the Order and definitely removed from the Council immediately." He put his hand on Anakin's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Anakin."

By a stroke of luck, the Council agreed to hear Anakin's side of the story and had called him before them. Now, Anakin stood surrounded by the Jedi Council, his head held high. He was shamed by defying the Council, but not for following his heart.

"Explain yourself, you must," Yoda urged, folding his hands in his lap. "Interested, I am."

Anakin bowed his head slightly. "Yes, I married Senator Padmé Amidala in secret, and broke the Jedi Code. But, I thought Jedi were encouraged to love. It strengthens a Jedi, makes him more resistant to the Dark Side. Padmé and I were only declaring our deep love for one another, sealing it the proper way."

Master Windu spoke up. "Even if Jedi are encouraged to love, they are discouraged to make attachments. Marriage is probably the ultimate attachment."

"Make you vulnerable, attachments do. Vulnerable to the Dark Side," Yoda agreed.

Anakin let out a deep breath. "But Masters, even if it wasn't an actual attachment, such as the object of being married, I'd still be attached to Padmé in a way. Loving someone is the same thing as marriage, marriage is just the declaration of it, not the attachment. If Jedi are encouraged to love, it contradicts the not making attachments rule."

Yoda folded his hands under his chin. "Made a good point, you have. Decide on your fate, the Council will. Leave now, you may."

Anakin bowed his head. "Thank you, Master." He turned and left the Council room.

"Master Yoda, you can't really be thinking about allowing Anakin to remain in the Order," Master Windu said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Yoda sighed and was silent for a long time. "The Chosen One, he is. Removed from the Order, he cannot be. And, made a good point, he did. Old, the Code is."

Gaping faces across the Council followed his statement.

"Master," Ki-Adi-Mundi protested, "the Jedi Code has stood for thousands of years. We can't change it now for one Jedi, even if he is the Chosen One."

"Changing the Code for him, we will not be. Changing for future generations, we will be."

There was silence as this was mulled over.

"How did it go?" Padmé asked, standing up quickly as soon as the door to the apartment slid open. Luke was in her arms and Leia was in the bassinet in front of her.

"I'm not sure," Anakin murmured, crossing the room and taking his daughter from the bassinet and cradling her to his chest. "I argued that love is as much of an attachment as marriage. It seemed like they, or at least Master Yoda, were taking me seriously and listening. I think there's hope."

Padmé smiled in relief. "That's wonderful."

"Yes," Anakin agreed, "it is." He smiled as Leia wrapped her tiny hand around his index finger.

"I don't know how you managed this," Obi-Wan told Anakin honestly as they rode in the turbolift.

Anakin was smiling widely, remembering a few minutes earlier when he had stood before the Council again. "I'm not sure either, Master, but I am grateful."

The Council had announced that they were changing the Code, so that marriage was no longer forbidden. According to Yoda, Anakin's point had sealed the idea for him. He had already been considering, since many Jedi might secretly be married. Keeping secrets, especially ones of this magnitude, could just as easily lead to the Dark Side.

As the turbolift came to Anakin and Padmé's floor, Obi-Wan started talking. "You know, you haven't introduced me to your children yet. I might very well be their Uncle Obi-Wan." He smiled heartedly at Anakin.

"Of course, Master," Anakin agreed, returning the smile.

The door to the apartment slid open. Padmé was standing by the window, looking out at Coruscant's busy speeder traffic. In each arm, she had either Luke or Leia.

At the sound of the door, she turned. "Oh thank goodness. I have a Senate meeting to get to, Ani. Do you think you could watch the children?" Without waiting for a reply, she handed Leia and Luke over to Anakin. She nodded briefly, with a smile, at Obi-Wan before hurriedly leaving the room.

Anakin sat down on the sofa as he cradled his children. "Master, this is Luke." He carefully handed his son to Obi-Wan. "And this, is Leia." He kept his daughter in his arms, but showed her proudly to Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan smiled. "They're so small." He shook his head. "Are you thinking that you're going to ask to train them, when they're old enough?"

Anakin frowned. "Taking two padawans at a time, Master? Is that allowed?"

Slowly, Obi-Wan shook his head. "I'm always available, though."

Anakin laughed. "Yes, you will be freed up once I become a Master."

"Don't be so cocky, young padawan." Obi-Wan grinned.

"Being cocky is my best quality, Master," Anakin retorted with a smirk.