Meet the Skywalkers

See chapter one for disclaimer & other info

A/N: So against my better judgement, I'm posting this early. This is for KD Skywalker who thinks my SW dreams are marketable into fics and for the 70 reviews I've gotten for this story so far! Two criticisms I've had about the fic are that the chapters are too short and there needs to be more humour. The length of this chapter is about how long it'll stay and rest assured, funniness to come! So enjoy Ch 4!

gatermage I probably wasn't clear about Luke & Leia's involvement with Han. I won't say much because I'll eventually reveal it, but Leia wasn't sneaking off to date Han in secret. They met and Luke was there. Mara Jade will not be in this story but hey...there's always a sequel ;)

Chapter Four: All in the Family

Dinner had been a disaster. The whole time Han and Anakin had been shooting each other evil glances. Thankfully, Padmé and Leia had kept the conversation going with their politics. Luke had just sat quietly through the whole thing with a smirk on his face. Anakin could tell it was annoying Han so he let him continue.

Everyone had parted ways after dinner. Luke had run off to his room to meditate. Padmé had escaped to her office to make contact with Dormé. Both Leia and Han had gone to the spare room where Han would be sleeping. And that was where Anakin was headed.

Using his Jedi stealth, he quietly crept along the hallway. He finally made it to the room and stood outside the door. The spare room wasn't far from Leia's room. This concerned Anakin. He could hear both Han and Leia amidst an argument. He pressed his ear up against the door.

"Why do you have to be so rude!"

"Listen, Princess! I ain't gonna suck up to your parents just because they're chief Jedi or some politician! Han Solo doesn't change for anyone!"

"Excuse me, you scruffy looking…nerfherder!"

Wow, his daughter sure had a mouth on her.

"You are the most conniving, annoying and badly dressed ignoramus I've ever met. I've had better conversations with bantha fodder!"

This was starting to get good.

"Well I've never had to sit around and listen to two spoilt politicians discussing work at the DINNER TABLE!"

"Me! Spoilt!"

"Yeah, you. Your highness…princess daughter of the Chancellor. Adopted princess of the throne of Alderaan."

Alderaan? What was that all about?

"And I'm not the one who runs to Daddy or to little brother Lukey when she needs help! And who's scruffy looking!"

"Argh. You'd better be quiet or…"

"Or what, Ms. Skywalker? How about I tell the Chancellor and dearest Daddy where you two have really been? How you and I really met?"

Whoa. It took all of Anakin's Jedi training not to go in there and demand to know what was going on.

A Jedi Shall Not Know Anger.

It was obvious there weren't any Jedi fathers.

"I'm not standing here and listening to this. You'll get your money tomorrow, Captain Solo. I should have known that was all you cared about, you dirty smuggler." With that, Leia opened the door.

Using his Jedi stealth once again, Anakin managed to look like he had just been passing by. Leia was visibly upset but Anakin could feel the annoyance radiating off her. And something else that he wasn't quite sure about.

"Dad…" she began, a little flustered and embarrassed.

"Leia, is everything alright?" he asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.

She sighed. "Yeah Dad. Everything's fine. Just checking on how Han's doing. I'm going to go annoy Luke now for awhile. I haven't seen him for a while." Anakin raised his eyebrow.

"Sure sweetie. But I want to talk to you at some point. I wanna make sure you're still the little girl who left here."

She gave him a fake smile and hurried off to Luke's room. Anakin considered waling went to walk in the opposite direction, but decided against it. He hadn't finished his eavesdropping for the evening yet.

Leia stormed into her brother's room. Anakin watched from the corner and saw her use what little Force knowledge he had taught her to slam the door behind her. Ouch. He crept up to the door and listened closely.

"Leia!" he heard his son whine. He smirked. That was Luke for you. One of the best Padawans he'd ever seen. Fought as hard as he could. But sith, could he whine!

"I'm sorry, Luke. But you're involved in this too. And if Han's gonna spill, we're going to have to take this into our own hands. Don't let me face the wrath of our parents alone."

"Alright. Calm down. I'm sure they won't do anything. They're just a little overprotective, that's all."

"Remember that time you hurt your knee on Dad's speeder? Both Mom and Dad grounded you from using it for three months, made the medical droid take three hours to make sure you were alright and made Artoo follow you around for the next four months?"

Anakin smiled again. They'd done that to teach Luke a lesson. It had worked.

"Alright Leia. You win. So what are we gonna tell them?"

Anakin listened closely. Just as Luke and Leia were about to start bickering again, he heard Padmé's voice echoing out from her makeshift office.

"Ani!"

Silently cussing, he turned on his heel and went to find his wife with her habit of horrible timing.

Walking into their bedroom, he went into her extension office. All that was in it was a fixed commlink, a holo storage device and a holo to receive those pesky transmitted messages.

"Padmé?"

His wife looked up from her chair and smiled faintly. She stood and moved to him for a hug.

"What's the matter, angel?"

"I've just spoken to Dormé. Apparently Mon Mothma urgently needs to have a meeting with me and it couldn't wait three days until the Senate reconvenes. I'm sorry," she said apologetically.

He sighed. Although he would miss his wife horribly, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of relief. Without her, he would be free to meddle in his kid's affairs without guilt. As soon as Padmé left tomorrow morning, he would do some more snooping.

"It's alright, angel. It's late and we're getting old. Let's go to bed." That earned him a playful jab in the stomach.

"Chancellors don't get old, Anakin. They age gracefully." She teased and climbed into bed without bothering to take off her dinner clothes. Chuckling, Anakin followed suit. He would enjoy tonight with Padmé and not let her worry about what kind of trouble their kids had gotten into and why.

Tomorrow the investigation would begin!