A/N: Hope I didn't scare you all last chapter. This isn't the end of this story. I've still got some more plot devices up my sleeve for this one. So just to clear this up, after this story is finished there will be two more stories. Thank you everyone who had reviewed! This story is my baby and I'm thrilled to see so many people are enjoying it. I'm having a blast writing it! Oh, and some shameless plugging here, go and check out KD Skywalker's stuff, esp. her new baby The Ties That Bind.

Chapter Eleven: The Return of the Chancellor

It had been three days since the Incident, as Anakin called it. Leia had since left for Alderaan again and Luke was planning on leaving for Coruscant the next day. For the first time, Anakin actually felt like a bad parent. While he didn't regret how he treated Solo, he did feel bad about upsetting Leia.

What she didn't understand was that he had done it for her. She was better off not bringing home poorly-mannered men from wherever in the galaxy she had found them. He was a bad influence on her. He had encouraged his children to go charging around the galaxy doing Force-knows what! That was another thing- he never did find out what Luke and Leia had been doing.

His incessant need to show up Han Solo had distracted him from what he really should have been doing- looking out for his children. He dropped his head into his hands.

There is no emotion, there is peace.

Clearly not when you're the father of twins.

Suddenly, Anakin heard a familiar voice ring through the house.

"Anakin?"

Padme had returned home early! "In here, Padme," he called out to her, preparing himself for the worst. She walked into their bedroom and immediately threw herself at him. He buried his face in her curly hair. "How was the meeting?"

Padme groaned. "Boring as usual, Senator Mothma could have waited for the meeting. Although it was revealed that the new Senator of Naboo is pregnant and now has to take maternity leave, leaving me to try and re-integrate Jar-Jar back into the Senate. But enough of politics- what have I missed out on here?"

"You did WHAT!"

Anakin cringed. His wife could certainly be intimidating when she wanted to be. He lowered his head in shame again.

"I gave him his marching orders. Trust me; it was the right thing to do! What if he and Leia were…" he paused and looked at her straight in the eye. "What if Leia was having sex with him!"

Padme's face was in a look of shock and horror. Surely, he didn't insinuate this to Leia?

"Anakin, did you ask Leia that?" she asked carefully, not sure if she wanted the answer. He nodded.

She groaned- how was it possible she married the most powerful and most clueless Jedi alive?

"Anakin, I can't believe you did that! Have you completely lost your mind!"

Silence.

"Did you try and fix it with her? Did you apologise?"

More silence.

"Did you even confront the kids about where they've been instead of snooping around and causing trouble with their guest?"

Even more silence.

Padme groaned. Lucky she had come home when she did, before her husband could cause any more trouble. "We are going to fix this NOW. I am leaving tomorrow and I know you are on leave from the temple so you'll be here waiting to apologise to Leia when she's finally ready to see your face."

He knew better than to argue with her. She was the Chancellor of the Republic after all. But she was also a mother. Smiling for the first time in days, Anakin pulled his wife in for another hug. "Did I mention the fact that I've missed you?" She kissed him briefly on the lips.

"Not tonight, Ani."

Turning, she called for Threepio. "Threepio, can you please set up the living room? Anakin, Luke and I will be having a discussion there shortly."

"Of course, Mistress Padme. Shall I fetch Luke for you?"

Anakin sighed. "No, I'll do it. Thank you, Threepio,"

As Threepio left the room, Anakin sighed. "I'll meet you in the intervention room."

Padme stood and kissed her husband on the cheek. "I look forward to it."

Anakin cautiously knocked on his son's door. While Luke had been friends with Han and was supporting his sister, he hadn't completely disowned his father. Anakin was grateful for that now. When Luke didn't answer, he opened the door anyway. Luke was in a deep meditation.

"Son, we need to talk."

Luke slowly opened his eyes and stared at him. "About what, Dad?"

Anakin sighed. "You'll see. Come, your mother is waiting for us."

Luke diligently followed Anakin into the room and sat down in the seat opposite his parents. His mother smiled. "Hello, Luke."

"Hi, Mom. What's this about?"

Padme looked at her husband expectantly.

A Jedi shall not know anger.

A father shall not know fear when confronting his children.

He cleared his throat.

"Luke, I need you to tell me the truth. What were you and Leia doing and why are you hiding it from us?"