Rebellion Celebration:

D200/4 ABY, Endor Moon

With Vader's body now just a pile of smouldering coals, Luke felt like his vigil was complete. Obi-Wan had left him a few minutes ago to do whatever ghosts do, so Luke hiked through the forest on his own towards the distant ewok village that he couldn't see yet, but the faint echoes of a party were already ringing through the air, serving as a decent guide. Not that he needed it. All he had to do was follow his bond with Leia to find her, and thus, the village.

His bond to Leia made so much more sense now that he knew they were twins. He'd always been drawn to her, ever since he met her. He didn't know if he'd ever get over how WRONG it was that he used to wish they could form a romantic attachment as well, and the few times that she'd kissed him hadn't helped, but he was firmly putting that in a box in the back of his mind and burying it. He wasn't ever going to tell his father either. He didn't ever want to hear what kind of scolding he'd get for it. Thank the Force she'd chosen Han and not him, because that would have been a DISASTER. And speaking of disasters or more specifically the ability to avert them, Luke just realized that Obi-Wan had known all the time who Leia was and it took him YEARS to tell him. What was up with that? Like seriously, Obi-Wan could have saved him a whole lot of embarrassment right now.

Luke shook his head in disbelief as he walked, deciding to just let that one slide. Getting into it with Obi-Wan might bring up the embarrassing parts, so that just wasn't worth it. Luke rolled his eyes at himself and glanced up at the many platforms full of celebrating people, honing in on Leia's presence. Smiling as he spotted the right one, Luke jogged over to a bridge near it and then pushed off the ground with a Force jump, landing on the bridge, forgoing the many ladders that led up into the trees. He smirked a little at his success. Not even two years ago he couldn't have pulled that off. Between Yoda, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan, he finally felt like he'd reached something resembling his potential as a Jedi and it felt really good.

As he strode along the bridge towards the large platform built high up in the trees, Luke saw Leia already looking his way. He increased his pace a little and they met at the edge of the platform in an enthusiastic hug and exchanged reassurances through their bond that they were both alright, not having seen each other since he left the night before to go try and turn Darth Vader back to the Light side. Again.

Then Luke found all of his friends on the crowded platform and hugged them all. It took awhile. There was Han, Wedge, Lando, Chewie, Hera, Rex and the introduction to Cody, his recently acquired friend, Zander, who had a blond girl attached to his arm who he could swear was wearing a black Imperial uniform, but Luke just shrugged that one off as a 'who knows?' taking a wacky guess that this might possibly be the much lauded over Becky and finding out he was right. And finally Luke got to see his droids, Artoo and Threepio, kneeling in front of the little astromech and telling him he'd done a good job, as usual.

After that, Luke spent a lot of time just watching everyone have fun, not exactly feeling left out, but not having a partner either. Han and Leia were practically attached to each other. Zander and Becky were making out against a tree trunk in the shadows. Wedge was dancing with Kordi, and the way they were looking at each other, it made Luke think they'd end up sharing a pillow sometime in the very near future. Hera was dancing to the music in a frankly mesmerizing fashion that made Luke downright uncomfortable to watch, so he didn't, apparently just for herself to the common observer, but Luke could sense the presence of Kanan, so he knew Hera was teasing her Jedi on purpose. Lando was in the process of attempted to woo Lieutenant Valeria yet again. She'd been brushing him off for months, being much too smart for his smooth talking ways. Luke wondered how long it would be until one or the other finally gave up.

Luke had a grin on his face as he was watching Artoo and Chopper getting mauled by a couple of enthusiastic ewoks each as they tried to get them to dance properly, when he felt a tug on his sleeve. Luke glanced down to see Rowan, surprised to see the almost teenager, wondering where he'd been hiding for the last half hour. "Hey, Rowan," Luke said with a smile.

Rowan looked up at his hero with hopeful eyes. "Master Luke? There's something I've been meaning to show you, but have never had the chance." Rowan sucked in a breath, having a hard time believing the moment he'd been trying to make happen for months had finally shown up. After dropping most of his shields so Luke could feel what he was doing, he glanced around, looking for something appropriate to demonstrate with. There wasn't a whole lot to work with, but Rowan finally spotted a table full of food. Rowan floated the table up into the air, removing the plates of food and floating them around as well. Then he imagined the table coming apart at every joint, separating it into many pieces. He studied the pieces he'd made for a moment, deciding what it could be reshaped into. A slight smile quirked his mouth as a picture of a throne popped into his mind. So that's what he made out of the wooden table, before setting it gently back on the ground and placing the plates of food all around it. Then, just for the fun of it, Rowan grabbed Roger with the Force and floated his droid over and deposited the temporarily surprised droid in the chair.

Roger looked at where he'd ended up then exclaimed, "Finally! The respect I deserve!"

Luke still had his jaw on the floor, along with almost everyone else who didn't know Rowan's secret as the party on their platform had come to a screeching halt at the demonstration. This was basically everyone but his siblings, Quarry, and Hera. Many knew that Rowan was the main designer of the Arrowhead, but the fact that he was a Force user just wasn't common knowledge.

"That is one special kid!" Wedge said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Kordi smiled up at Wedge and glanced at Zander who'd come to stand beside her with Becky still plastered to his side. "THAT'S our little brother," she said with clear pride in her voice.

Luke finally got over the worst of his shock and closed his mouth with a snap. "Rowan! How did you do that?"

Rowan shrugged negligently. "I don't know. I just do. Quarry says I'm a Force Builder. I can see things, and then I can build things. Simple."

Luke suppressed the urge to snort loudly. Simple? Ha. He'd had to fight to get strong enough to lift a couple of rocks with the Force and this kid thinks what he just did was simple? Yeesh. And how did he not notice before that Rowan practically vibrated with Force energy? It was unmistakable now. "Is there anything else you can do that I should know about?" he asked, hoping it wasn't too much more.

Rowan pulled a lightsabre out from under the back of his jacket. "I'm pretty good with this, I guess."

Luke wasn't even going to try and imagine where the boy had gotten a lightsabre. "Really?" he said dryly. Figuring at this point that Rowan was probably more than pretty good.

Rowan nodded a little, the sarcasm lost on him. "I trained a little with my first Master, who turned out to be a Darksider, and then I studied all the old Masters' moves from Roger's memories, and I've also been training with Master Kanan."

"Show us!" Lando called from the crowd, which started a chant of, "Show us! Show us!" By this point, the other platforms within hearing distance had also come to a stop and people were crowded on the edges, watching curiously.

Obi-Wan and Anakin had been watching as well, from the edges of the crowd in invisible mode. "Did you know about this kid?" Anakin asked his Master silently during the initial demonstration.

Obi-Wan shrugged. "Vaguely? I've mostly been watching you and Luke, and Rowan's never done anything exciting around Luke before. He didn't come to my attention until you captured him a couple days ago. I had no idea he was that advanced in the Force though."

"I did," another voice said in both their minds gleefully as Master Yoda appeared beside them. "Watching this one, I have been. Strong, he is. A proper Master he requires, but Luke it is not. Not ready to train a padawan, is he."

Anakin had to reluctantly agree with that assessment, even though he wished his son had had proper training from a young age. He could be great at this point in his life instead of someone an average padawan from a few decades ago could make mincemeat of. Not once had Anakin ever used even a tenth of his skills in his battles with his son, not really able to kill him. "Then who will be his Master?" Anakin asked. "A young teenage boy can't just run around the galaxy assuming he knows everything."

"Like you tried to do?" Obi-Wan said teasingly.

Anakin rolled his eyes at him and declined to answer.

"Show up soon, his true Master will," Yoda said. "Until then, train him, I will."

With the crowd's chant ringing in his ears, Rowan decided to meet the demands of the people. "Okay, okay," he called, and ignited his blue lightsabre, causing an instant hush.

The people of the Rebellion had heard so many stories and rumours of their Jedi warriors (the alive, dead, or missing), but rarely did anyone ever see one in action. This was truly exciting for them. Except for Hera, the only ones with any real knowledge of what Jedi could do were Rex and Cody, and they were curious to see how the boy and Luke Skywalker compared to their memories. Although Rex had been in a few battles with Luke before and once with Rowan, he'd never seen either fight another Force wielder.

Feeling like he had no other choice, Luke pulled his lightsabre off his belt as well. Only to have it pulled from his hand by an invisible force and into the hands of Master Yoda, looking almost as ancient as Luke remembered him, but not quite, even with the shimmery blue light, kind of see-through thing he had going on. "Master Yoda!" Luke exclaimed happily along with a gasp in chorus from the assembled at seeing a real ghost. He hadn't seen him since he'd disappeared into the Force a few days ago. It was nice to know that the old Master had transitioned well into his new life like Obi-Wan.

Yoda winked at Luke. "Spar with the youngling, I shall," he said aloud for all to hear. And in Luke's mind he added, "Save you some embarrassment, too," with a wink.

Luke narrowed his eyes at Yoda and thought back, "Thanks," drier than the sands of Tatooine, earning him a fiendish chuckle in his mind.

Rowan was staring, transfixed, at the tiny, wizened, green creature who also just happened to be glowing with a faint blue light in the semi dark of the roaring fires, his lightsabre kind of listing out of almost slack fingers to equal his slack jaw. "Uhhhh," he said. "Who are you?"

"Grand Master Yoda, I am," he said warmly. "Trained thousands of younglings in the Jedi way, I have. Teach you too, I will, for now."

Rowan's fingers remembered he was holding something and finally tightened up as he blinked at the little ghost, processing his backward words. "Cooooolll," he finally said, deciding he'd be stupid to say no to that.

Yoda grinned at the boy. "Good. See what Forms you know, we shall start with." Yoda moved into the ready stance of Form I and was pleased when Rowan copied him. "Good."

And they were off. Blue lightsabres dancing as the tiny ghost and the half sized human boy parried back and forth around the platform in the open spaces left for them from the crowd.

Luke watched the show with a little bit of envy and admiration. He wished he'd had a teacher when he was still a boy too. Rowan sparred with Yoda like he did it every day, proving he was in fact 'pretty good.' As Yoda made his attack gradually more difficult, adding jumps and flips, Rowan kept up easily, a grin on his face. Luke had to admit, the boy definitely would have given him a run for his credits. Perhaps it WAS a good thing that Yoda decided to take over.

Admiral Ackbar made his way over from a neighbouring platform and stopped at the side of General Syndulla where they both watched the Jedi display for a minute without speaking after she nodded a greeting. "Adding the Freemakers to the Rebellion is turning into one of the best decisions we ever made," he finally said.

Hera nodded in agreement. "Definitely. The three of them are all incredible assets to the team. It makes my decision to leave even easier, I think. Between them, Solo, Leia, Luke, Calrissian, Rex, and now Cody too, you'll have plenty of leaders capable of finishing this war with you."

"We'll be fine, Hera," Ackbar said reassuringly. "You can leave first thing in the morning if you want."

"There's just one thing," Hera said, apology already in her voice. "I'm taking Kallus with me, but he doesn't know it yet. I'm not sure if he'll be coming back."

Ackbar gawked at Hera. "What?"

Hera hastily explained about Zeb and Lira San. Now that the Empire was in the process of falling, the lasats had decided it was safe enough to tell the rest of the galaxy that they weren't basically extinct. But the exact location of the planet would still be kept a secret for now. It wasn't easy to get to anyway.

Ackbar nodded in understanding at the end of Hera's little speech. He'd seen Director Kallus and Hera's lasat together. Kallus was a different person with Orrelios. A happier person. Ackbar couldn't begrudge the ex-Imperial a shot at a real life away from war, anymore than he could Hera. They'd both done more than their fair share for the Rebel cause. "That's fine, Hera. Pick him up from Home One before you go. We'll find someone else to run the intelligence division. I'm sure there's someone eager enough to want the responsibility."

Hera laughed at that. "Good luck."

Rowan and Yoda wrapped up their practice demonstration to the sound of much applause and cheers, the boy beaming at all the attention.

Yoda smacked him in the leg with Luke's unlit lightsabre. "Humble, a Jedi is."

Rowan rubbed the sore spot on his thigh, eyes downcast in apology. "Yes, Master."

Yoda nodded. "Good. A Jedi you may yet be." He tossed the lightsabre over his shoulder to Luke without even looking, who barely caught it, not expecting it to come sailing at his face. Yoda smirked like he had eyes in the back of his head and Rowan giggled, making Yoda wink at him. "Find you every day, I shall, and train some more, we will."

"Sweet," Rowan breathed as he tucked his own lightsabre back in his jacket as the ghost disappeared.

Seeing that the show was over, Han focused on the crowd again, his arm still wrapped around Leia's shoulders, holding her sweet presence close to his side. When he spotted Admiral Ackbar, Han got an idea. Squeezing Leia slightly to get her attention, he said, "I'm going to see the Admiral for a minute."

Leia nodded. "Alright."

Han kissed her cheek, making her smile at him, before he strode across the platform to ask the Admiral if he'd be willing to marry him and Leia tonight. He'd waited long enough to make her his. He wanted it official as soon as possible before something else happened to interfere with his love life.

Two minutes later, it was all arranged, and Han strode back to Leia with a big grin covering his face that he couldn't help. He took her little hands in both of his much bigger ones. "Sweetheart, I know we haven't had a chance to talk about it, but would you do me the honour of marrying me right now?"

"Now?!" Leia said in astonishment.

"Now," Han said. "The Admiral will do it for us."

Leia glanced around Han's shoulder to see the Admiral in question give her an encouraging nod. She glanced to the side to see what Luke thought. He nodded too with a smile and happiness for her radiating through their bond. Leia looked back at Han's hopeful, pleading, puppy eyes and smiled too. "Yes. Now works for me."

Han whooped and pulled her over to the Admiral, catching the attention of the crowd once more.

Leia couldn't believe she was getting married on a whim, but as she looked around, she realized the timing actually couldn't be much better. She was actually in a dress and her hair was pretty. All of her friends were here to see. There was no imminent emergency pulling her attention away. And everyone was already in celebration mode. Perfect.

Leia got lost in Han's eyes as the simple marriage ceremony was performed. She vaguely remembering saying all the right words in all the right places, but all she was sure she would remember of the moment was how much love she could see in Han's eyes and feel coming from him. That was the moment when she realized she could feel a bond with Han through the Force and it would forever be imprinted on her mind as one of the most special moments of her life.

As the Admiral said, "You may now kiss the bride," Han did just that, cupping Leia's beautiful face in his hands and pressing his mouth to hers in the sweetest, most loving kiss he'd ever given anyone. The sound of cheers was just a faint background noise in his ears as his whole focus was on the woman who completed him and made him a better person. His wife.

Anakin was grumbling to himself through the whole ceremony, which Obi-Wan found quite entertaining. He'd pretty much predicted this reaction from Anakin when Obi-Wan first realized who Leia was falling for years ago. It was fun knowing he was right.

As the couple sealed their union with a long kiss, Anakin looked away. "I'm stuck with him now. And my daughter seriously dislikes me. Just wonderful."

"At least Luke likes you," Obi-Wan said consolingly, hiding a grin. "Look, he's even coming over now."

Luke left the celebrating couple, feeling ridiculously wistful for his own love to appear in his life. There must be a girl out there somewhere that was meant for him. He wandered towards where he could feel Obi-Wan, Yoda, and his father's presences in the Force, taking comfort in the fact that they were still here. He supposed with everything that had happened tonight, it made sense for them to stick around. As he leaned against a tree, Obi-Wan and Yoda appeared in a visible form, at least to him, since he didn't hear any change in the laughter and conversation behind him indicating that they'd been noticed by others. His father's form appeared a second later too, amusement in his expression and Luke wondered why.

"I was just teasing Obi-Wan and Yoda about looking all ancient again for you. I promise you, they don't look old any other time," Luke heard his father's voice say in his head.

Luke smiled with a slight shake of his head. "Well, I appreciate it," he thought back towards all three of them.

"Just don't expect me to do the same," Anakin said laughingly. "My old form is too creepy looking and there's seriously not much of it left. I like this look much better."

"It's fine with me," Luke thought just he sensed Leia walk up behind him and put her arms around him in a half hug.

"Hey. You're missing all the fun over here all by yourself," Leia said to her twin. "Come party with us."

"Sure, Leia," Luke said obligingly. As she led him away, he looked back over his shoulder one more time for a last look at the Jedi Masters who'd made such an impact on his life, and a final smile for his father, who he'd fought so hard to redeem. Luke felt almost complete in that moment. There was just one thing missing...