Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars or even the rights to the book, 'Destiny's Way'….I just use their ideas and expand on them.

Author's Note: After much thought and research, I'm still not getting a major point in NJO. So I'm gonna try my best to work with it. So if I slaughter something, sorry, but this is my story! Hehehe. It's really late right no and I haven't been getting much sleep. Oh before I forget! I made a HUGE error in the last chapter. I said that Caylee was eight. But when I went and looked at my timeline, I had placed it in the wrong chapter. So she's not eight, but still seven. So enjoy and as usual please for my sanity review! I love feedback! It makes me smile!

Chapter 22: May the truth be told

He pointed his red lightsaber blade at the throat of the young woman who was kneeling in front of him. Her head was bent down as she held her wrist close to her, since he had just burned her with his lightsaber in several places, including across her wrist and close to her left eye.

She slowly lifted her head up to look at him with sadness in her teal colored eyes. The cut close to her eye still burned red, as tears slowly began to fall from her eyes.

"Are you afraid to die?"

The young woman shook her head no.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Do you remember the little girl from your dreams? The strawberry blonde girl who runs at you happily?" she softly asked, looking up at him.

He stood there silent for a second or two. How did this young woman know his dreams? This had to be a dream! His grip on his lightsaber began to waver as he backed up slightly. How could this one person cause him to falter like this? How could a simple Jedi make the Chosen One falter? He was the lord of the Sith!

The young woman slowly got to her feet and limped closer towards him. "DO YOU REMEMBER HER!" she yelled at him a, as she got closer to him.

"ye…s…yes. I remember her," he managed to say.

"THEN FOR HER SAKE LEAVE! LEAVE THIS PLACE NOW AND NEVER COME BACK!" the young woman cried out as she continued to yell at him.

"I can't do that. My wife is here," he said in a deep mechanical voice.

"If you leave here now, I promise you that you will see her again. I can't tell you when or where, but I promise on my life you will see her again. Please if you love her," she said begging him.

He watched as the young woman fell back to her knees and began to sob. He flicked off his lightsaber, turned around and walked away…

Anakin sat up and looked around him. For a brief moment, he swore that he was Darth Vader again. But much to his relief it was only a dream. Yet he wondered if his beloved Padmé was still alive after all that time and if she would ever forgive him for what he had done to her.

Luke had never been much for politics. And what he was going through now, made him realized that even more. He had spent the majority of the morning talking with Senator Fyor Rodan. And he had received nothing more then distrust and distaste for the Jedi from this possible Chief of State. Especially towards anyone that has anything to do with the Skywalker family name.

He knew that this was a bad idea. The Jedi shouldn't throw their "support" behind one certain candidate, but Leia thought it would be best. And since she knew more about politics, he decided to think about it.

There were several candidates that were vying to become the next chief of state. And at the moment, Senators Rodan and Cal Omas were the leading front-runners at the moment.

Yet right after his conversation with Senator Rodan, Luke briefly felt something nudge him through the Force.

Jacen!

"So you have been with the Yuuzhan Vong for almost fifty years?" Jacen asked as he and Vergere traveled through hyperspace. This was the first time since they had escaped from Courscant, that they had a chance to really talk.

"Yes."

"So much as happened since then." Jacen said, sitting down in front of her.

"Will you please fill me in? I am so lost. I return to find only a few partly trained Jedi to the thousands that were here when I left. And you tell me that this Sith Lord, Darth Vader, has something to do with the annoying little Padawan I knew named Anakin Skywalker."

Jacen laughed slightly. "Well let's see. Anakin Skywalker, who is my grandfather, was Darth Vader. He turned to the Dark Side in an attempt to save my grandmother when she gave birth to my mom and my uncle. But in the end he was simply a pawn for Emperor Palpatine…."

"You mean Supreme Chancellor Palpatine?"

"No he became Emperor. Well eventually Vader defeated Palpatine in an effort to save my uncle's life. And in the process, he died. But he had reverted to the light side of the Force."

"But I thought that you said he was alive?"

"That's the weird thing. He is. He just appeared one day and saved Caylee from a Yuuzhan Vong that was about to kill her. He can't explain it nor does he know how it happened."

"Well he is the Chosen One."

"I guess that's why."

"You're my grandma, aren't you?"

Nadia just smiled as she brushed out Caylee's long hair as they traveled towards Mon Calamari. "What makes you think that?"

"You seem happier whenever I talk about my daddy, aunt or grandpa. And the necklace you wear looks like something that my grandpa told me about. He said that he carved it for my grandma when he was around my age."

Nadia didn't say anything as Caylee turned around and looked at her. Tears were slowly forming in the corners of Nadia's eyes. Caylee simply smiled and hugged her tightly. The persona of Nadia melted away after so many years as Padmé gently hugged her granddaughter.

Anakin and Luke were in a meeting with Cal Omas. They were discussing the possible return of a Jedi Council. This idea would help give the Senate more insight into the Jedi and the Jedi more insight into the political realm of things.

Word had been spreading through the refugee camps that Darth Vader had returned, but the rumors were quickly dissolved. The reason it was dissolved was because Cal Omas had given a brief explanation to what happened. And as far as everyone could tell, it was either completely absurd or totally awesome. Still Senator Rodan tried to use it as a way to gain more support.

"Since you are a surviving Jedi from the old Jedi order, are you going to be willing to take part on the council?" Omas asked turning his attention towards Anakin.

"I rather not, Senator Omas. I'll be more then willing to help, but I'm afraid that many people will worry about having Darth Vader work with the Jedi."

Everyone in the room laughed slightly.

"Besides, I would rather train young Jedi," he said continuing.

"Ah. Like your granddaughter, Caylee. She is such a wonderful child. And I know that she will be the light of the future."

When Senator Oman said that, Anakin and Luke simply looked at each other. That was when they both felt something through the Force. Anakin wasn't sure what it was, but Luke did.

It was Jacen! He was contacting them through the Force. Luke could tell that Jacen was with another being who was strong in the Force. All Luke could make out was that it was someone named Vergere. They were on a Yuuzhan Vong ship in system. And that there was another ship behind them with…

"Caylee!" Luke cried out loud.

He came back around and was being stared at by his father, Senator Omas, and Senator Triebakk who was a Wookie. "What is it son?" Anakin asked.

"Jacen is in the Mon Cal system on a stolen Yuuzhan Vong ship, along with someone named Vergere. Then there is another ship close behind them, with Caylee on it. We can't let them get shot down!"

"Don't worry. We'll take care of it," Omas said.

"This is a turning point," Luke said.

"What do you mean son?"

Luke sighed as they stood on the mezzanine overlooking the Mon Calamari shipyards. "I believe now more then ever that Jacen has a special destiny. In fact I believe that more then ever."

"Do you think he knows?" Anakin asked.

"I don't know. He's always been questioning where he belongs in respect to the Force. But you and I both know that having a certain destiny isn't always joyful."

"I know that all too well son," Anakin said placing his hand gently on Luke's shoulder.

"I just hope that he will let us help him."

Anakin sighed deeply. Perhaps all of his grandchildren were destined for certain things. Jacen, Jaina and Anakin Solo were all destined to rise to greatness during the war with the Yuuzhan Vong. Then there was Caylee. Her destiny was still a bit foggy to him.

By then Luke and Anakin could see the ship that Jacen was on with the naked eye as it was pulled in with the tractor beam. Neither of them could tell where the ship that Caylee was on was. But they'd worry about that in a little while. For now Jacen was back.

After a brief reunion, Jacen, Luke, Anakin and Vergere all made their way back to the mezzanine before they were to meet with Admiral Sovv. It took Anakin a moment or so to realize whom the Vergere was. She was a Jedi of the old order! But the reminiscing between Anakin and Vergere was cut shot.

"Daddy! Grandpa!"

Luke and Anakin turned around to see Caylee running towards them with her arms wide open. Behind her were Kandra, the Noghri bodyguards, Tara Binks, and an older woman.

Luke hugged his daughter tightly. "Why are you here sweetie?"

"The house blew up daddy! Someone was trying to kill me! And Jacen fought them. But they house still blew up!"

Luke looked up at Jacen, who was nodding yes in return. "The Yuuzhan Vong were going after her again. I knew that she would be safer here with you and grandfather."

"Thanks," Luke said to his nephew.

Caylee scrambled out of her father's arms and went over and hugged her grandfather. Then she took something from around her neck and handed it to him.

"This is for you grandpa," Caylee said smiling.

Anakin looked down at what she had given him. It was the japor snippet that he had carved for Padmé so long ago. "Where did you get this?" he asked, kneeling down in front of her.

Caylee didn't say a word as she stepped out of the way. Anakin looked up.

Standing before him was a beautiful sight. It was sight that he had longed for so long. And now it was real.

He stood up and began to walk towards her and she did the same. They met halfway and embraced.

"Anakin! I can't believe its really you!" Padmé cried into his chest.

"Neither can I. Neither can I." Anakin said as he held his wife close to him and let his tears gently fall into her soft hair.

Luke, Jacen and Caylee stood by and watched with smiles on their faces.

Luke was right, this was a turning point. From that moment on, everything would be better.