Disclaimer: Same as the first
Naberrie Estates, Naboo . . .
Eight Months later . . .
Jobal Naberrie sat with Anakin watching his grandchildren sit amongst the beautiful gardens. Luke's young son, Ben, resting in his father's arms but stared around in curiousity. Not that far away, Han and Wedge were having some argument or another about the upcoming wedding of Han and Leia. Luke and Wedge had their wedding ceremony not that long ago here at the estates; nearby, Chewie played with the young Naberrie children with Threepio and Artoo. Padriac Naberrie bounced his newest child on his lap chatting it up with his brother-in-law while his elder sister, Sola, chatted with his wife.
"I cannot express how glad I am that you've brought Little Luke and Leia here, Anakin" Jobal said, looking at his late daughter's husband.
"Luke and Leia along with their friends needed a reprieve from that blasted War" Anakin said, softly. Jobal reached over and touched the younger man's hand.
"And you don't?" Jobal inquired, softly. "I always suspected that Padme was right about you. She would be very pleased to see that you've come back". Anakin gave his father-in-law a watery smile; Luke came up the stairs toward the veranda where his father and grandfather. "Something the matter, Luke?"
"Oh no, I thought you two might enjoy Ben's company?" Luke said, handing his young son over to his father. Anakin cradle the fragile body of his grandson close to his chest and smile at the baby boy. Luke smiled and leaned against the railing watching his father and son. Anakin ran a hand over Ben's head, feeling the silky texture of his black hair; bright blue eyes studied Anakin's face.
"It's about time that I got a grandson" Jobal said, "to many granddaughters. Four from Sola, three from Padriac, two from Pooja and one from Ryoo". Luke smiled at his grandfather.
"Well, you're going to have to put up with one more, I'm afraid" Luke said, drawing looks from his grandfather and father; "Wedge and I are due to have our second child in nine months".
"How many to you two plan on having?" Anakin asked, shocked.
"Truthfully?" Luke inquired, "two more. Wedge wants a big family". Luke shrugged his shoulders and looked to where his husband stood arguing with his soon-to-be brother-in-law; Leia was watching the scene very amused. "Well, I'm off to save Wedge from Han". Luke headed over the veranda and propelled him into Wedge's arms and grinned up at the dark haired pilot.
"Do you think that Wedge and Luke will stay here?" Jobal inquired, "Padriac's moving into the City and well-----". Anakin shifted his grandson.
"I think you'd have to pull Luke and Wedge off Naboo and they're probably never going to go willing" Anakin admitted; "it would be a wonderful place to restart the Order".
"Order?"
"Luke and I are planning to rebuild the Jedi Order" Anakin admitted, "only it's going to be modified of course". Jobal nodded; the Galaxy really did need the Jedi to keep the peace and he only hoped that Luke and Anakin were cut out for the work ahead of them.
"Well, you can use the Estates as the starting point in this".
"Thank you, Jobal" Anakin replied. Ben gave a squeal and gurgled up at his grandfather; "oh, and what are you so happy about, Ben?" The baby cooed and gurgled at his grandfather.
"Really, well, that's interesting" Anakin replied. He lifted his grandson up and rubbed his nose against the baby's nose and laughed as the large blue eyes turned in to watch.
"So, what do you think Luke and Wedge are going to name that baby when she arrives?" Jobal inquired.
"Luke's been hinting to the name Padme Shmi" Anakin replied, "Wedge's only comment when I asked if he had any input was that Luke's the one that carries them, he's the only one will name them".
"Padme Shmi" Jobal said, "pretty name".
"His mother's and grandmother's names, of course it will be pretty" Anakin said, he leaned back and watched his children run around after their cousins, laughing and playing. Wedge grabbed Luke around the middle and whirled him around; Luke wrapped his arms around his neck and laughed. Han was currently tickling Leia with the help of Pooja's daughter. All was right in the world; Anakin could feel the weight of his past lifting from his shoulders. He was finally home.