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AN: Thank you for all the reviews and follows and favorites for Ani and Ana's Force Sixteen!

I know everyone probably thought the party was the last chapter and this epilogue may seem out of place, but I thought it might be kind of a good lead-in to the next story in the Anakin and Analise series Moonbeam which I should start posting tomorrow.

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Epilogue

Night lay heavy over Coruscant, though the city-planet was never, ever totally asleep. Beings were still out and about, running those tasks and errands that could not wait simply because the sun had gone done. Not that it made too much of a difference. There were still parts of the city that were lit up as a bright as day.

The lights at Dex's had long gone out. The remainss of the party long since cleaned up and the attendees gone home to the Temple.

The lights of the Temple were dim, it's halls ringing with peaceful silence and serenity as the Force drifted through the halls, soothing and gifting beautiful dreams to those who slept. It arms drifted along the few Jedi whose duty that night was to roam the halls and edges of the Temple, guarding it from those daring enough to attempt to do harm to the slumbering Order.

Analise could not sleep. It was not a nightmare that kept her from rest nor the feeling of eyes marked by Darkness watching her from hidden corners.

Tonight it was a gift. A necklace that still adorned her neck even now. She lightly touched it with her fingers. She had always dreamed of being such a simple, but lovely gift ever since she was a little girl and fairy tales had ruled her world. Analise had always wanted to find her own Prince Charming, but one that would break the traditional Prince Charming mold.

She had to admit that Obi-Wan Kenobi, her brother's Jedi Master did fit that Prince Charming ideal she had dreamed about. He was kind and gentle, brave and daring, he believed in talking things out first before resorting to fighting.

Analise shook her head and snuggled back down under her blankets. Da sometimes still checked on her at night and she knew she would be in for a scolding if he came in and she was still up. Besides it was silly.

She and Obi-Wan were close. Close enough that they had nicknames for each other and for Obi-Wan to give her something as wonderful as a moonstone necklace.

But the idea that Obi-Wan could be her very real Prince Charming? It seemed silly and childish. What she had was just a crush, nothing more.

Still...'I vow I will never take this necklace off.'

Little did Analise know that just a few doors down in his own quarters, Obi-Wan was also unable to sleep. His mind filled with thoughts of his Padawan's sister and just how full, how happy his heart had been when Analise had seen his gift for her.

His own thoughts were just as tangled, just as confused. For Force's sake, Analise was so much younger than he was. Yet there was some part of him, some little bit of him that wanted to be near her. Wanted to see her smile, make her laugh, keep her safe when Qui-Gon and Anakin were unable to.

Right now, that part of Obi-Wan that yearned to always keep Analise by his side, to be everything for her was small; but it was growing. Growing everyday.

Only the Force knew where their relationship would go in the future.