Anakin, Luke, and Mara finally arrived on Coruscant, and, while Anakin remained on the ship, the newly engaged couple were cheerfully greeted by Leia and Han (Chewbacca was at home baby-sitting Anakin and the twins).

Leia embraced Luke and gave a warm smile to Mara. Much to Han's surprise, Mara returned it.

Han gave Luke a clap on the shoulder as well as a knowing look. He smiled smugly, "So kid, you got something to tell us?" He wasn't going to make it easy on either of them.

Leia looked at her brother questioningly, and he gave a weak smile, shooting a look at Han. Luke hadn't planned to tell them, well, Leia, yet. He didn't have much of a choice now. "Mara and I are..." he glanced at Mara, and she nodded for him to continue, "—going to get married."

Han came over and hugged him, not surprised at all. "You scoundrel! I'm glad you're done aimlessly wandering around the universe searching for a girl and found what's been right in front of you the whole time!"

Leia also got another hug in, not having expected her brother's marriage to happen so soon. "I'm also happy that you found someone, Luke," she said, smiling.

Leia also embraced a startled Mara, and Han shook the Trader's hand, not wanting to hug the deadly woman in case she had some sudden urge to bore a blaster bolt into his head.

Luke turned and called up the ship's ramp, "You can come out now."

An elderly and kind-looking man came walking down the ramp, pausing as he saw Han Solo and his wife. He smiled in greeting.

"Welcome, I'm Leia Organa Solo, and this is my husband, Han Solo." Leia said, looking at the man carefully. She didn't recognize him.

The man hesitated, looking towards Luke, who, in turn, looked at Mara, who shrugged. Luke nodded at him to go ahead. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed before how similar to his Padmé Leia looked. "I'm Anakin Skywalker."

Leia gasped, and Han started to reach for his blaster. Luke gave him a warning look, and the smuggler stopped his move reluctantly. "I thought you were dead." It was almost an accusation. "And what happened to...your suit?"

Luke took control and gave a brief summary of the events that had occured from Dagobah up to where they were now. "We should probably have a private meeting with the Council about whether or not we should keep our father's identity a secret," Luke proposed to Leia.

Leia thought about it, "You're right. I'm not sure how the rest of the Republic will react, so we had best discuss it first..."

Luke was relieved that Leia wasn't angry at their father any more. She'd at last overcome her fear and hatred. "Great. There's no better time then the present...So, do you think you can arrange one within the hour?" Luke asked. He looked at Mara, who seemed impatient, and his father, who was still studying his daughter.

Leia nodded. Han grinned at Luke, "I'd say your marriage would probably only last two minutes without Jade getting some overwhelming desire to kill ya kid, but to each his own."

Mara gave him a piercing glare. "Anymore of that, and your head will be the one on a platter."

Han laughed, and Leia elbowed him. Smiling, she asked, "When do you want to begin the wedding arrangements?"

"We just got back, and already you're talking about the wedding preparations?" Luke laughed. "That's typical of you, Leia!"

"There's no better time than the present!" Leia threw back at her brother.

Mara looked inclined to argue with Leia, but Luke put a hand on his fiancée's arm, "We can go inside to discuss it."


After sending Chewie off with the children to the playroom, Mara, Luke, and the Solo's had a long, heated debate. Leia insisted on their having a full-blown Alderaanian ceremony, but Luke and Mara wanted a small wedding. Han was secretly on Luke and Mara's side, but he wouldn't dare argue with his wife. Leia pointed out that with smugglers and the rest of Karrde's people on one side, and diplomats and other members of the Republic on the other, the wedding wouldn't exactly be small. Both sides had to compromise, so they agreed on a medium-sized wedding, non-Alderaanian to Leia's disappointment.

Throughout the argument, Anakin Skywalker remained quiet. After the bickering stalled for a few moments, he spoke up with a smile. "As happy as I am to see my son planning his wedding to a beautiful and wonderful young woman, I think that New Republic Intelligence would be just as happy to learn some of the information I have on the Imperial remnants."

Leia's eyes lit up. Her father must have some big Imperial secrets. "I could schedule a meeting...Would tomorrow morning be good for you?"

Anakin nodded, "Yes. It doesn't look like I'm doing anything tomorrow." He gave a hearty laugh, then stood up with a groan, "I'm not as young as you kids, so I think I'm going to turn in for the night."

Leia also stood up. "We have an extra bedroom, and I'm sure Han would let you borrow something to sleep in...I've kept up the payments on your apartment, Luke, figuring you'd be back soon, but I don't think Mara was quite as lucky..."

Mara slitted her eyes in annoyance, and she, Han, and Luke rose to their feet. "We've had a tiring day as well," Luke said, yawning.

After a chorus of good-nights and a round of hugs, everyone went their mostly separate ways to catch some shut-eye.

Luke and Mara walked out, the former's arm over the latter's shoulders. They paced slowly down the hallways, Mara leaning her head against Luke and dozing off. Smiling, Luke slowly scooped Mara up into his arms. She mumbled something in her sleep and put her arms around him tightly. Luke entered his apartment and went into his room. He gently placed her on the bed, but her arms remained around him. He kicked off his shoes and removed hers. Pulling down the blankets, he got himself and Mara comfortably situated under the covers.

Luke planted a soft kiss on Mara's cheek and fell into a calm sleep.