Hello, and welcome to my new story! This is an Aeyla Skywalker story, but probably won't be the series of one-shots that I promised. This is just one of those crazy ideas that I've had in my mind for a very long time, and have finally started to write about.

In it, Luke, Leia, Han and Chewie have just arrived in Yavin 4 with Obi-Wan, who was not killed by Vader on the Death Star. Many Jedi have survived, although Obi-Wan doesn't know it, and the young twins lives are about to change forever with a startling revelation about their parents…

Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and please leave me some reviews letting me know whether or not you want me to continue with this story line or not.

Disclaimer: I own nothing :(

Chapter One

Luke stared around in awe as his wide eyes tried to take in everything at once. Having grown up on a barren desert planet, to finally be off-world was great enough, but to be in an actual Rebel military base was even better.

"Luke!"

The young man was startled out of his dreaming by the sound of a familiar voice calling his name, and he turned round to see his old friend Biggs Darklighter striding towards him with a big grin on his face, along with another young man that Luke didn't recognise.

"Biggs! Told you I'd make it!" He said as the two embraced, laughing.

"That you did, Skywalker." Biggs chuckled. "Well, it wasn't really here we dreamed of going, was it."

Luke smiled slightly. "Seems like a lot of time we wasted dreaming of going to the Imperial Academy now, doesn't it?"

Biggs chuckled, and nodded. "Oh, yeah: Luke, this is Derek Klivian, a friend from the Imperial Academy. Derek, this is Luke Skywalker: a bloody good pilot and friend from back on Tantooine."

Derek smiled. "Nice to finally meet you, Luke," He said, shaking his hand. "I've heard a lot about you."

Luke raised an eyebrow, surprised. "You have?"

"Sure. Mainly old stories of races: from what I hear you're quite a pilot."

"Well he would be, given who his father is." Said a new voice, and Luke spun round to see an aging Tholothian woman behind him, with a much younger one beside her.

"You knew my father?!" Luke asked eagerly, and the aging woman smiled.

"Yes I did. I served beside him during the Clone Wars."

"You're a Jedi?!"

The woman chuckled. "Yes I am."

"Strass?"

Luke looked round to see old Ben standing behind them with Leia and Han, and the aging Tholothian smiled.

"Hello Obi-Wan."

Ben's smile widened, and the two embraced. "I thought you'd been killed in the Purges!"

Strass chuckled. "No, we were able to get away."

Ben's eyes flickered towards the younger Tholothian, and he smiled. "Katooni?"

"Master Kenobi." She said bowing respectfully, and giving him a smile. "It's good to see you survived. We weren't sure if you had."

Ben smiled. "Yes, I did. I've spent the past sixteen years on Tantooine, watching over young Luke here."

Luke blushed slightly as the Jedi all turned their attention towards him, and because of being spoken about like he was some little kid.

"Are you Master Skywalker's son?" Katooni asked curiously, studying him closely.

"Er…"

Ben smiled. "Yes, he is."

"I'll say," Strass remarked. "The resemblance is stunning: you could really have no other father," She said, smiling kindly at Luke, who smiled only a little self-consciously in return.

Her attention turned to Leia, and her smile widened. "My…you look so much like your mother, dear."

Leia jumped slightly. "You knew my mother?"

Strass nodded. "Yes, we met a couple of times before the Purges: she was a Senator."

"What was her name?" Leia asked eagerly, and Luke was slightly surprised that she didn't know.

"Padm-"

Strass was cut off my old Ben, who was vigorously shaking his head. His eyes flickered first to Leia and then to Luke, conveying a silent message that only the female Jedi understood.

Strass's eyes widened, as the truth hit her: this was Anakin's daughter. Which meant…Padme Amidala was Luke's mother too.

"Um, sorry, I can't remember." She lied very badly.

Luke raised an eyebrow, and was about to press the matter on behalf of the Princess, when another person joined their little group.

"Obi-Wan!"

Ben turned around and was pleasantly surprised for the second time that day – even though he knew that this particular Jedi was indeed alive.

"Ferus! It's good to see you, my friend. But what are you doing here?"

The man grinned. "I was actually sent to investigate Princess Leia here's death: Vader informed Alderraan that you'd been killed over Tantooine when your ship was blown up, your Highness, and your father asked me to investigate." He replied, directing this last part at Leia.

Anger surged through the young Princess at these words. "That Sith-Bastard! He ordered me taken prisoner and then told my people I was dead?"

Ferus nodded. "I'm afraid so, Princess."

Leia sagged. "Typical sith…" She proceeded to mutter a number of choice insults that Obi-Wan found himself fighting a smile in spite of himself – she reminded him so much of her father in that moment.

Ferus raised an eyebrow at the foul language issuing from the royal's mouth, vaguely amused despite the situation.

"I was hoping I'd see you, actually, Obi-Wan," He said, as Leia continued to mutter darkly to herself, with Han watching on in awe, as she knew some swear words that even he didn't.

"Oh, yes? And why is that?"

"I managed to hack into the Temple's security footage – the Empire apparently didn't want anyone viewing Vader's slaughtering of the Jedi." He added bitterly. "Which made me wonder: what was there that he wanted to hide? I haven't actually viewed it yet, as I didn't have time, but I figured it could be worth a look, however painful it may be," He added, swallowing thickly at the end as he remembered how it had felt to feel so many of his fellow Jedi die at the same time.

Obi-Wan was intrigued. "Indeed. I'd have thought Palpatine would want that footage to be available: after all, it shows his apprentice 'cleansing' the galaxy, what with that ridiculous propaganda he ordered published to make his slaughtering of the Jedi seem 'for the greater good'. Surely he would have wanted the public to know just how deadly his apprentice is?"

"Exactly what I thought," Ferus said, leading the way over to a computer unit, where he inserted a small data-chip into the device, activating the footage and scrolling through to Vader storming the Temple.

Luke, Leia, Chewie, Biggs and Derek watched on in horror with the four Jedi as a tall, hooded figure viciously cut down small children in the Jedi Council Chambers, before the footage skipped on, showing Storm Troopers gunning down Jedi after Jedi as they fought valiantly, but there was simply too many of them.

Ferus followed Vader's progress through the Temple, sickened as he watched the carnage, until the Sith entered the Room of A Thousand Fountains.

Here he was met by a Jedi who had incredibly swordsman skills: Vader engaged him while stretching out a hand to a young girl about Luke's own age, using the Force to choke her.

"Cin Drallig and Bene." Stress murmured, her eyes intent on the footage.

Luke watched on as Cin landed a hit on Vader, socking him in the jaw while their sabers were caught in a vicious lock, and sent the hood of his clock falling back over his shoulders as his head was snapped back. His face twisted in anger, Vader let the girl fall to the floor, where she didn't move again, and viciously cut down the Jedi Master.

"Wait, freeze it there!" Obi-Wan instructed, and Ferus did so, freezing the image as Vader charged towards a second young Padawan, who had been busy deflecting blaster bolts from Imperial Storm Troopers as his friends were slaughtered. Obi-Wan stared at Vaders face, his brow furrowed. "Something's not right," He murmured, as Olin too stared at the face of the feared Sith, seeing only his old 'friend' Anakin Skywalker, and nothing more.

"That's Whie! I always wondered how he escaped: he never did say." Katooni said, gesturing at the young Padawan.

Ferus looked round, surprised out of his shocked stupor. "Whie's alive?"

Katooni nodded. "You didn't know? Loads of Jedi made it out that day."

"That's not Anakin." Obi-Wan interrupted, staring intently at the hologram.

"What?" Ferus demanded. "It sure looks like him."

"Look at his eye."

"What about it?"

"He has no scar."

"Skywalker had a scar?"

"Wow, wow, wow…Skywalker? Anakin?" Luke demanded. "What are you both on about?"

"Your father is Darth Vader." Ferus said, and Luke's mouth dropped open.

"No…you're lying…he can't be." He rounded on Obi-Wan. "You told me Vader killed my father!"

"He did, in a sense. At least, I thought he had turned. But now I see that I was mistaken."

"Yeah, you said." Ferus replied. "Care to explain why you don't think Skywalker turned to the Dark side now?"

"Because that's not Anakin." Obi-Wan repeated. "I fought beside him nearly every day: I know what he looked like – and that isn't him. He has no scar down his eye, and, now that I look closer, his face has slight differences too."

"So if Vader's not Anakin, then…who is he?"

"And what happened to Anakin?" Obi-Wan added, and Katooni frowned.

"You mean you don-" Strass cut her off with a hand on her shoulder and a warning look, shaking her head slightly.

"Can you keep playing it?" The Jedi Master said. "I'm curious to know how Whie survived."

Ferus nodded, and hit play again.

Luke, his mind still reeling, watched on as Vader raised his lightsaber to slice through the young Padwans' chest as he turned, his eyes wide, as if knowing and accepting what was to come.

But then, at the last moment, a young man sprinted in from the side of the picture, and Luke heard Ben's sharp intake of breath, his eyes riveted on the young man as he flung his lightsaber to one side, heading straight for Vader, who looked so like him.

As Vader was about to slice down the young Padawan – Whie, Katooni had called him – the second young man grabbed Vaders arm and swung him around. His other hand came up, closing around his throat near the bottom of his neck. As the nine watched on, they saw Vader falter, his eyes widening as the second young man looked him straight in the eyes. His eyes seemed to glow a little brighter even in the hologram, and they watched as Vader slowly sank to his knees, his face creased in pain before he finally fell to the floor, unconscious.

The young man who had taken him down staggered slightly, and Whie reached out a hand to steady him, but he was already recovering from whatever it was that he had done to Vader. His head suddenly snapped around, and he called his lightsaber back to his hand, as well as the fallen Jedi Masters, igniting them both and holding them ready to fight as Whie activated his own, calling over Bene's as well, as they both figured neither would really mind if their lightsabers were used to help other Jedi survive.

Storm Troopers suddenly came pouring into the room, and began firing rapidly. Luke watched in awe of the speed with which the second young man fought, deflecting bolt after bolt back at their attackers, before flipping up and over their heads to land in the centre of them, where he began hacking them down with brutal efficiency.

Ferus froze the image again, and exchanged a surprised look with Obi-Wan.

"Who was that second guy?" Han asked, impressed despite himself at the young mans' obvious skills.

"That was Anakin." Obi-Wan said. "No doubt about it."

"That was Luke's father?" Leia asked, slightly awed herself.

"Yes," Strass replied. "And yours as well."

Leia's mouth dropped open, as she stared at the Jedi.

"Master Allie's right." Katooni cut in. "Anakin Skywalker is your father."

Obi-Wan sighed. He hadn't intended revealing this particular piece of information just yet, but that decision had been taken out of his hands.

"You know you were adopted, don't you Leia?" He asked gently, and the young Princess nodded hesitantly. "Well, what Master Allie says is true: Anakin Skywalker is your father, as he is Luke's."

"He slept with two women at the same time?" Han asked, raising an eyebrow, for it was obvious that the two were of a similar age.

Obi-Wan shook his head. "No, you both have the same mother."

"What was her name?" Luke asked eagerly, and Obi-Wan smiled slightly.

"Padme Amidala."

Leia gasped. "Senator Amidala is my – um, our – mother?"

Obi-Wan nodded, smiling slightly.

"I believe it's Amidala Skywalker, actually," Stress said with a smile, and Obi-Wan's eyebrows vanished into his hair line.

"They were married?"

"Still are," Katooni said cheerfully, and grinned when he gave her a mystified look.

"You mean they're still alive?"

"Yep," She replied. "And pretty pissed at you for taking their twins away from them and separating them at birth, I'd say. You'd better watch out for Padme when you see her, though: she was livid when she woke up from her coma and found out you'd taken her children away from her – and that you bought that bullshit that her husband was the Dark Lord of the Sith." She added as an afterthought.

"Oh," Obi-Wan said, looking slightly embarrassed. "Wait a minute: Padme died in childbirth."

"No she didn't," Strass interjected. "She fell into a coma, and woke up a few days later. She was not pleased, though, as you can imagine. One of the only times I've ever seen her angry in all the time I've known, her, actually – really angry, I mean.

"Anakin was better at controlling his temper, as he knew it could land him joining Vader as a Sith, but he isn't best pleased with you, either, former mentor and friend or not." She added.

Obi-Wan gulped. He knew Anakin's temper very well, and a controlled, angry Anakin was even more dangerous. He hoped it wouldn't result in a physical fight between them – a verbal fight was bad enough!

"Wait, does that mean he's still alive? He survived the Purges?" Olin asked, and Katooni nodded.

"Yes, and he helped many Jedi escape too." She replied.

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? How?"

"He formed an evacuation almost single-handedly." Strass replied. "While some of us helped the injured onto transports, with the help of some who were loyal in the Senate he and a few others stormed the Temple after the storm-troopers – they rescued many and killed far more storm-troopers than the rest of us put together – had to, or else they and so many others would have been killed. Anakin saved quite a few from under Vaders very nose, as well, from what I've heard."

"So where has he been all our lives?" Luke demanded, slightly hurt.

"Luke, you have to understand that it was in both yours and Leia's best interests to keep you separated from both each other and your parents." Obi-Wan said, and Luke frowned.

"Hang on, you didn't even know our parents were still alive!" Leia cried angrily.

Obi-Wan gulped, stuck.

"Your parents couldn't come get you, young ones," Strass said gently. "But I know that they longed to, with all their hearts. Alderaan was too close to the Core near the start of the Galactic Empire for either of them to set foot there, both being enemies of the Empire, and as for Tantooine, Obi-Wan here had made it almost impossible for anyone to get anywhere near you Luke – and, even though your father had a knack for getting in places he wasn't allowed, it would cause too much hassle to get to you, and it was attention that neither of your parents wanted to bring to you. The Emperor wouldn't rest until he found both of you if he found out that you'd survived."

"So…they wanted to see us, but they couldn't?" Leia asked quietly, and Katooni smiled softly at her, and nodded.

"Yes," She said, laying a hand gently on the young woman's shoulder. "They thought about you every day, you know. Both of you," She added, looking at Luke. "I know they did."

"Do you know where they are?" Luke asked, and she nodded.

"Well, not right at this minute, but I know where they've been based. It's where all the Jedi Anakin managed to rescue have been keeping a low profile for the past sixteen years – our base of operations, if you like. Padme has been aiding the Rebellion in every way she can on the political side of things for years – in fact, she was one of the founders – and your father, along with many other Jedi, has participated in many a mission over the years, both covert and overt – and all extremely dangerous, of course." She added with a roll of her eyes.

"Of course," Obi-Wan murmured dryly, still slightly dazed by the welcome and most unexpected news that his former Padawan and brother hadn't really turned to the Dark Side, and that he and many other Jedi had in fact survived the Purge.

"Who'd a thought it, huh?" Biggs grinned. "Luke the farm boy is actually the son of a famous Jedi war-hero and a Senator."

Luke grinned, still slightly jaded by the news he had received.

Han too was looking impressed. "I'll say," He remarked. "I remember the Clone Wars: I was just a kid back then, of course, but everyone had heard of Anakin Skywalker – you were either terrified of him if you were a Separatist, or else admired him if you were Republic."

"And what were you?" Leia asked, vaguely amused.

Han snorted. "Republic of course, I'm not ashamed to admit that your Dad was a bit of a childhood idol for me – I remember being devastated when the clones started killing all the Jedi, because the Emperor made sure it was known that Skywalker was one of the first to go – course, no-one really questioned this, as they all knew how good a soldier he was…well, assumed he was from all the various holo-net reports and the occasional footage of him in battle that was sometimes uploaded on the holo-net."

Obi-Wan scowled. "Oh yes, I remember that." He grumbled. "A bloody nightmare those folk were: footage like that isn't just something to post on the holo-net and see how many hits it received."

Han chuckled. "Yeah, but he got a hell of a lot of hits – weren't you in some too?"

Obi-Wan scowled. "Probably."

Katooni chuckled. "You should be pleased, master," She teased. "You're famous, and not just by reputation – you're a film star!"

Luke and Biggs snickered at the look on the old mans face. While they talked and laughed, they failed to notice a middle aged man striding towards them until he was right next to them.

"Princess Leia."

Leia turned, and smiled as she recognised the man who had spoken. "General Dodonna, it's good to see you."

The aging man smiled. "And you, my dear. I've analysed the Death Star plans you acquired, and I believe I have a plan to destroy it."

"That's fantastic!" Leia exclaimed. "So, are we launching an assault?"

The General nodded. "Yes, and that is why I came over," He looked over at Biggs and Derek. "Darklighter, Klivian, I need you in the briefing room. You'll be flying with the squadron that'll be blowing up the Empire's ultimate weapon: you are two of our greatest pilots, and we need you up there."

Biggs and Derek exchanged a look, and then grinned. "You know, sir," Biggs began. "If you want great pilots up there, you should let Luke fly with us."

General Dodonna studied Luke curiously. "Have you got any military training?"

Luke shook his head. "No, sir."

Dodonna frowned. "Then I don't know –"

"He's Anakin Skywalker's son." Obi-Wan said quietly, and the General's eyes widened as he turned to face him.

"The Anakin Skywalker? Greatest pilot in the galaxy who flew in the Clone Wars?"

"That's the one," Katooni said cheerfully, and Dodonna smiled.

"Well, kid," He said, smiling at Luke. "I've changed my mind. If you're half the pilot your father was, then you're now a part of that squad. If you want that is."

Luke's eyes had widened, and were shining with childlike wonder. "Of course I do!" He exclaimed, and the General chuckled.

"Then I suggest you three make your way to the briefing room: I'll be laying out the plan there in five minutes."

It didn't take long after the briefing for them all to suit up and get in their fighters. Luke took R2 with him in his, and the droid seemed unusually excited about taking part in a space battle.

"What's got him so excited?" Luke asked Obi-Wan as he zipped up his flight suit.

Obi-Wan smiled. "He belonged to your father during the Clone Wars – a gift from your mother, I believe, although I didn't know this at the time. Our friend R2 here flew with him in his starfighter in battle."

Luke smiled slightly, and glanced over at the droid, who was gleefully being lowered into the droid port of Luke's X-wing. "So he's a veteran." He grinned, and Obi-Wan chuckled.

"Yes, I suppose he is. But then in that case, so is C-3PO."

Luke raised an eyebrow, lowering his flight helmet over his head. "Are you going to tell me that he was my fathers too?"

Obi-Wan chuckled again. "No, he was your mothers – a gift from your father, probably – but Anakin built him when he lived on Tantooine with his mother."

"My father lived on Tantooine?" Luke's voice was slightly muffled through his helmet.

"Yes; my master found him when he was nine years old. He was a slave at the time, though, so he had to win his freedom. He raced in the Boonta Eve Classic and won."

Luke banged his head on the underside of his ship as he jumped slightly ducking under it. "My father won a pod race? He was a slave?"

"Yes, and yes. Apparently, he was the only human who could do it. And I believe he and his mother belonged to a junk yard owner and gambler named Watto. My master bet that if Anakin won the race, then Watto would get all the money he won, minus the amount for the parts that he needed, and that Anakin would be freed. Well, Anakin surprised his master by winning, and walked free. Unfortunately, he had to leave his mother behind that day, as Watto refused to set her free, too: I imagine that was the hardest thing he ever had to do."

"So what happened then?" Luke called down, checking over his flight controls.

Obi-Wan chuckled. "Perhaps I'll tell you when you return, but right now you have a space station to blow up."

Luke grinned under his helmet, and focused his attention on the flight officer as he gave the order to start their engines.

Obi-Wan quickly backed out of the ships way as they jetted out of the hanger and of up into the skies, before leaving to join Leia, Dodonna and a couple of other Rebel leaders round the situation table where they would monitor the battle up in space. Han had already left with Chewbacca, much to Leia's annoyance, so neither of them was there. The whole base was on red alert, everyone's senses tingling with the knowledge that the Death Star was in orbit above them.

Up in space, there was an intense battle going on, with rebels shooting down storm-troopers, and storm-troopers shooting down rebels.

"Going down that corridor, we're going to have to pull up to incredible speeds," Derek said.

"Yeah, this is going to be almost impossible," Biggs said.

"Ah, it'll be just like Beggars Canyon back home," Luke replied, glad when he felt a slight shift in the still relatively new Force as Biggs confidence was boosted.

"Those towers are taking out our fighters real fast, boss!" Derek said.

"You worry about the fighters, I'll worry about the towers," Luke replied, focusing his gaze on the nearest tower in question.

Releasing a deep breath, he let the Force guide him as he locked onto the tower, releasing a burst of laser fire that should have destroyed the tower.

Unfortunately, it seemed that they were ray-shielded.

Luke swore colourfully – something that he rarely did – and quickly pulled out with Biggs and Derek as the towers fixed them in their sights.

"R2, that stabiliser's come loose again; see if you can fix it down!" Luke called as he felt his ship judder. The faithful little droid immediately got on the problem, and within moments Luke's display lights were flashing a healthy green again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're losing too many fighters," General Dodonna's voice came through their comm. system. "This isn't looking good boys. We'll need a miracle to get out of this one alive."

And then a miracle appeared.

Pulling out of hyperspace directly in front of Luke, Biggs and Derek, twelve fighters suddenly joined the fray, gunning down the Imperial fighters with brutal accuracy, and the tide was suddenly turning in the Rebels favour.

"Unidentified squadron leader, please state your identification and maybe we'll not shoot you down." Luke heard Obi-Wan's voice through his comm. link, and was surprised at the shooting them down bit.

"Is that really any way to treat you old Padawan, Master?" A voice asked, and, down below on the planet, Obi-Wan Kenobi's mouth dropped open while Strass and Katooni just smiled.

"Anakin?"

Strass rolled her eyes, and took over. "Nice timing, Skywalker."

"Hey, Master Allie. Didn't know you were down there." Luke watched on in awe as the lead fighter took an incredibly tight turn, leading the missiles on his tail streaking towards their doom as the followed him towards one of the main defence turrets that were still gunning down the Rebel fighters. Luke watched in amazement as the underside of his fathers' ship glanced off the turret, and, next second, watched the explosion as the missiles burst through the ray-shied and exploded the weapon.

"Whoa-ho!" Luke heard the cheer through the comm. system, and realised that their ships were now on the same comm. frequency as his fathers' squadron.

"Easy, Broadside," Luke heard the laughter in his fathers' voice even though he didn't know him. "It's not over just yet."

"So let's blow this sucker up and get out of here," Another voice said, this one sounding a lot like Broadside's.

"What's the matter, Rex-ster?" A female voice asked, the smirk evident. "Scared?"

The other pilot snorted. "You wish, Commander: I've been competing in space battles since before you were assigned to the General, Kid," He said. "I ain't scared."

The woman laughed, and Luke watched as her red fighter and his father's yellow dodged around several fighters, leading them into a giant explosion and dodging out of the blast just in time to avoid damage to their own ships.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Obi-Wan's voice came in over the comm. again. "Broadside? Rex? I thought you guys were Imperials now?"

A third man snorted. "Glad to see you have so much faith in us, General."

"Fives?"

"The one and only."

"Quite being cocky and blow that fighter up already, you dolt!" A fourth voice said.

"Echo?"

"Hey General."

"I thought you were killed at the Citadel?"

"We thought he was, too," Anakin replied. "But he made it out. Luke, you up to taking another crack at blowing this thing up?"

Luke jumped slightly as his father addressed him, but soon grinned. "Definitely."

"Ahsoka, Whie, Aeyla: cover us,"

"You got it, Skyguy."

Together, father and son dipped back into the corridor, pushing their engines to the limit as they dodged blaster fire and came up on target zone fast.

Suddenly, a devastating blast hit Derek's ship, and he swore, looking around him while desperately trying to keep his ship under control.

"Vader." Luke heard his father growl. "Klivian, get out of here: you can't do anymore here, not with that much damage. Get back down to base."

"Yes'sir!" Derek said, and quickly pulled out.

"Let him go," Vader ordered his storm-troopers. "Stay on the leader."

"Jesse, can you take out any of the fighters tailing us?"

"Dunno, sir: these are better than the others."

"Vaders elite," Anakin muttered. "Alright, Luke: we've only got one shot at this. You ready?"

His son nodded. "Yes."

As they were coming up on the target, however, Luke's wing was clipped by a shot from the leader of the three Imperials tailing him: Vader. And he had taken out R2 with a second one.

"Look out Luke!" His friend Wedge Antillies called out.

Luke took a deep, steadying breath, and activated his targeting computer.

Anakin opened up a secure channel to his son. "Use the Force, Luke. Let go. Feel; don't think."

Luke hesitated, and then deactivated his computer.

"Luke, you switched off your targeting computer: what's wrong?" A technician down in the base asked, concerned.

"Nothing," He replied. "I'm alright; just following some pretty good advice."

Unbeknownst to any of them, Anakin smiled.

"Use the Force, Luke," Obi-Wan urged, but Luke cut him off before he could give him the full lecture.

"Sorry, Ben: Dad's already told me."

"Oh," Obi-Wan muttered, trying not to feel envious.

Anakin, feeling the twinge of jealously stirring within his former master, smirked.

"Careful there, master." He said, and Obi-Wan could easily hear the smirk in his voice. "You want to keep those emotions of your under control,"

"Oh, shut up, Anakin." Obi-Wan snapped back, but Anakin just laughed, and they could hear a couple of the other fighters in the new squadron snickering in the background.

"Ready, Luke?"

"Yeah," He said, swallowing nervously, before opening himself up to the Force like his father had instructed him.

Anakin could feel Vader closing in on them, but he didn't tell his son: the boy was nervous enough as it was.

Opening himself up to the Force like his son, Anakin felt that blast that was about to be shot from Vader's ship.

Until, of course, it was jolted off course as one of the two ships flanking him was blown up from behind.

Han Solo cheered and whooped in delight. "You're all clear, kid, now let's blow this thing and go home." He said.

Luke grinned, and, at exactly the same time as his father, released two torpedoes, both father and son guiding them into the main reactor with the aid of the Force, and then pulling out of there and heading back to base with the other eleven Fierfek Squadron fighters, Wedge and Biggs, the exploding Death Star in the background behind them. Derek's ship had already made it back down – and just in time, as the engine had given out.

"Great shot, kid: that was one in a million!" Han called over the comm. link as Luke breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile spreading over his face.

"Good job, Luke. And remember: the Force will always be with you." Obi-Wan said.

"Kenobi's right: and that was a bloody good shot," Anakin said, and Luke grinned, pleased with his fathers' praise.

"Fighters, fall in and tighten formation: we're heading back to the Rebel Base, and then we're going home." Anakin said to his fighters, and they cheered.

"Alright!"

"Lead the way, Skywalker."

"We're right behind you, Skyguy."

Back at the rebel base, they were met with a hero's welcome.

As Luke climbed out of his ship, rebels came running over to congratulate him.

Ducking under the belly of his fighter, Leia called out his name.

Luke turned and grinned, wrapping his arms around his twin and spinning her around as they both laughed in delight. Han son joined them, and patted the young rebel on the back.

"Hey, I knew you'd be back!" Luke told him.

"Well, I couldn't let you take all the credit, and the reward!"

"Oh, I knew there was more to you than money!" Leia said, hugging the smuggler.

Luke glanced up, and groaned. "Oh, no!"

They all turned to see R2-D2 being lowered down from Luke's ship, completely fried.

"R2, can you hear me? Say something!" 3PO gushed.

"You can repair him, can't you?" He asked the technician lowering him down.

"We'll get to work on him right away," The technician assured the distraught droid.

"You must repair him!" He turned to Luke. "Sir, if any of my circuits or gears will help, I'll gladly donate them!"

Luke put a hand on his metal shoulder, shaking his head. "He'll be alright," He assured him, before leaving with Han and Leia.

They were about to leave the hanger bay when they saw the fighter squadron who had come to help them docking.

"Hey, guys: come on!" Luke urged them, and led the way over to the yellow fighter.

A technician was just rolling over a ladder to help the pilot down as the top hatch opened, but the pilot simply jumped off the wing. He flashed a grin at the technician, and then spotted Luke coming towards them.

With a smile, he made his way over.

Suddenly, though, as they were about to reach each other, someone stepped in between them.

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "Kenobi." He said, and Obi-Wan was slightly shocked at the coldness in the young man's voice.

He studied his former Padawan closely, and was surprised to see that his appearance really hadn't changed all that much in the past sixteen years. He looked a little older, it was true, and he wore different clothes, but apart from that, the years had been kind to him – unlike they had to himself.

"Anakin," He replied, surprised to find that he was slightly nervous.

Sensing this, Anakin smirked. "Relax, old man: I'm not going to hit you – as much as I'd like to."

"You're not?" Even to Han, Obi-Wan seemed immensely relieved. "Why not?"

"Because I promised Padme I'd let her have first go at you."

Obi-Wan gulped, now considerably more terrified. "Is she, um…is she still angry?"

"Angry?" His former Padawan asked incredulously, his eyes flashing with fury. "I've never seen her as mad as she was when she found out what you did!"

"Anakin, you must understand that I thought I was doing the right thing!"

"The right thing for who, Master?" He snarled. "You? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't the right think for any of us!"

"I thought you'd turned to the Dark Side!" Obi-Wan roared, and then coughed as he wasn't used to doing that anymore.

Anakin raised an eyebrow coldly, but at least had the decency to wait until his former master's coughing fit was over – even if he didn't help him, either.

"You trained me." He hissed back when his master was finished. "You raised me; you fought beside me every day! And yet you thought I turned to the Dark Side? What the hell is that?"

"My friend, I am truly sorry –"

"Forget it," Anakin cut him off harshly.

"So…I'm forgiven?"

Anakin snorted. "Not even close. But I'm not about to break my word to Padme: you deal with her, and then, if you survive, we'll talk."

Obi-Wan gulped. "If I survive?"

Anakin smirked coldly. "I never said she'd just use words. And she is rather handy with a blaster," He added, just to see what reaction this would get out of the old man.

"Hey, enough." Luke said, stepping in between them. His father raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't say anything more on the subject, for which Luke was grateful.

"This is the first time you guys have seen each other in sixteen years, and you're at each other's throats?" He continued incredulously, and his father snorted.

"Kid, you want to see us at each other's throats, stand well back and don't stop me punching his bloody lights out."

Luke saw Obi-Wan pale at these words, and knew his father is deadly serious. He couldn't help but smile a little, though.

"Why are you so mad at him? Is it just because he split us up when we were born?" He asked, referring to himself and Leia, but at the same time their parents and the twins.

"Yes and no: truthfully, I've felt like hitting him for years."

Obi-Wan looked surprised to hear this. "You have?" He questioned, and Anakin snorted again as a young togrutan woman came to stand next to them, along with a slightly older human woman and a female twi-lek.

"Of course he has!" The human exclaimed. "What did you expect, the way you taught him?"

"What was wrong with the way I taught him?" Obi-Wan asked, his brow furrowed in confusion, and the human snorted.

"Oh, let's see, shall we?: there's the fact that you held him back – for years, I might add – and then there's the fact that you thought he turned to the Dark Side – "

Obi-Wan cut her off here. "I already apologised for that, and we were discussing other reasons why he wants to hit me!"

"Yes, but this comes from another reason!" She cried, and Luke thought he caught a trace of amusement in his fathers' eyes as he watched the woman chew out his former master. "You never really knew your Padawan, did you, Master Kenobi?"

Obi-Wan opened his mouth to protest this, but she didn't give him a chance.

"Oh, you say you did, but how well did you really? After all, the Jedi that knew him – really knew him, like you should have – knew that it was a lie that he had turned. He may have been your Padawan, but you prevented yourself from feeling anything towards him for years, and, when you finally began to admit that he was like a brother to you, you still didn't listen to him. Not really."

"Of course I –" But he was cut off again.

"How much do you know of his past, Obi-Wan? How much do you know of the pain and torture he endured every day for years at the hands of some of the galaxies worst criminals? How much do you know of the family he left behind – did you even know he had a family?"

"Of course I did!" Obi-Wan butted in, finally managing to make himself heard over her tirade. "He left his mother behind!"

"Oh, he left more than his mother behind, Obi-Wan Kenobi." She hissed. "You honestly didn't know that he had a younger brother and sister, did you?"

Obi-Wan looked surprised at this. "You did?" He asked his former Padawan, and the man nodded, his gaze still cold.

"And how much did you know about –"

"Enough, Serra." Anakin said quietly, and she turned to look at him, surprised.

"Why? Not like he doesn't deserve a good chewing out after what he did!"

Anakin smiled slightly. "I know that: I'm just saying enough for now. We have more important things to be doing."

Saying this, he stepped around his former master and moved towards his two children, a smile on his face.

With a very un-Leia like sob, the princess wrapped her arms around her father for the first time in her life, and Anakin readily returned the embrace.

"I used to see you in my dreams," She sobbed, while his hand rubbed her back soothingly.

"What do you mean?" He asked gently, giving his son a soft smile which he readily returned.

"I'd be having a nightmare or something, and then I'd be in a meadow, and you'd be there. You'd rock me and calm me down, and I would feel so safe."

Anakin smiled down at her. "You know, I used to have dreams like that, for a few years: they'd come randomly, but I'll never forget that little girl. I knew it was you even though I'd never seen you before, but I always figured it was just a dream. Now I know that it was the Force working to help me comfort you even though we were so far apart."

Leia smiled through her tears, and then began furiously wiping them away.

Anakin chuckled slightly, and brushed away a couple that she'd missed, and then stepped forwards to embrace his son.

"Nice shooting," Luke said with a grin as they pulled apart, and Anakin chuckled.

"Not so bad yourself: especially since you've never been in a space battle before,"

"Yeah, that was really something," The togrutan remarked, and Luke flushed a little under their praise.

Anakin chuckled, seeing his son's flaming cheeks. He spotted his daughter and his twins' companion studying the other curiously, and smiled.

"This is Jedi Knights Serra Keto," He gestured at the human, "Aeyla Secura," the Twi'lek, "And my former Padawan, Ahsoka Tano." The togrutan grinned at them, and neither Luke nor Leia could resist grinning back: her grin was too infectious.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Leia said. "This is our pilot," She gestured towards Han. "He helped rescue me from the Death Star."

"Han Solo," Han said with a smile, and feeling a little lost and star-struck as he shook hands with one of the galaxies biggest ever heroes.

Anakin smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Han. And thank you for rescuing Leia: we were going to come after you ourselves," He said to Leia. "But we weren't informed until it would have been too late. However, we were able to get here on time to help destroy that Death Star."

"Yeah, and a good thing, too." Luke remarked. "We thought we'd had it for a moment there, and then you lot showed up!"

Aeyla chuckled. "Our pleasure," She said with a warm smile, and both twins found themselves instantly liking all three of the female Jedi.

Well, how was it? I promise some of the mysteries will be answered in the next chapter, and we'll meet Aeyla Skywalker. I don't know how long it will take to get the next chapter up, but I wanted to post this section, just to know what people think, and if you think I should continue with this story-line.

Anyways, please leave me some reviews, and I'll update as soon as I can if you want to know what happens next.