As they sat on Endor, Luke could not imagine what was making Artoo act up. At this point, the future was resolved. His father had died, but had made one with the force. He knew his sister and his sister knew him. However now, as Han, Leia and Luke sat there, Artoo seemed to be erratic.

"Artoo? What is it?" To be honest, Luke was a bit perturbed. Until this point, every time Artoo had acted up, there had been a long, drawn out ordeal to handle.

Finally, Artoo grew quiet, and everyone around him seemed to be in awe. The noises emanating from him seem to be joyous in nature, but the source was unknown.

It was at that point that an image of Master Yoda appeared. "Luke, it has come to the point where peace among family has been restored. Serenity has made its way back into the light. It is at this time, and no other, that I am to show you something the galaxy could not possibly have believed existed.

As the trio gazed upon Master Yoda's fading image, an image from Artoo appeared.

The image of a young woman and a young man, clad, it appeared, in wedding attire. The two seemed very unaware of the activities around them, but rather caught up, in the moment that was theirs.

As they stood there, a duel setting of the suns of Naboo came into sight behind them, and the pair leaned in to kiss.

The suns closed their eyes to rest, the pair relished in the existence that was theirs, and the galaxy, held its breath.