Disclaimer and Author's Note: I don't own Star Wars, I'm just obsessed with it. Chapters 1 to 15 have been edited and corrected to fall in line with Episode Three. So enjoy and please review!

Chapter 13:

Over the next few months, Anakin and Obi-Wan did nothing but eat, sleep and train most days. Neither of them had any idea when Yoda would return for them. But it wasn't every day that they trained. Obi-Wan gave Anakin some time to spend with his children every so often.

"Off for your walk with the twins?" Padmé asked her husband, as he came walking out of the nursery carrying four month old Luke and Leia in each of his arms.

"Of course." Anakin said leaning over and kissing her lips gently. "We'll be back in a while."

Padmé opened the door for them and watched as they headed off down the dirt path. She never asked where they went or what they did. But the one thing she did know was that Anakin always seemed happier after his afternoons with the twins. In fact, everyone noticed that.

Anakin sat in the grass, with his children each sitting on one of his knees facing him. They were both smiling back at him. He wondered if they had known him as Darth Vader in the horrific suit, would they still be smiling like this? Then he realized that that was all in that past.

"Let me tell you both something. Your daddy was a bad man at one time, but I promise you this. I will never return to the Dark side."

Leia giggled a little and reached for her daddy to bring his face closer to her, while Luke just sat there and smiled contently. Anakin leaned forward and brought both of his children closer to him. He then kissed each of their foreheads and hugged them tightly. Tears began to weld up in his eyes. He couldn't loose his children, he absolutely couldn't. They were part of the reason that he was now on the light side.

His new family gave him so much more reason to live. "I promise you both," he whispered, "that I will rid the galaxy of the Emperor. And I will make up for all that I have done wrong."

"Master what is my destiny?" Ryu asked.

The emperor chuckled a little. "I foresee your destiny as being the greatest Sith Lord ever. Even stronger then Lord Vader was."

"What happened to Lord Vader?"

"He turned his back on the Sith. He must be found and destroyed."

"I will do it master. I will hunt him down and destroy him."

An evil grin spread across the Emperor's pasty face. "Good. Good Lord Etrak."

Same dream. Different night.

Anakin sat up breathing hard, while Padmé tried to comfort him. But nothing seemed to work. He kept having the dreams over and over again. Sometimes the twins were taken; sometimes he was killed in front of them.

"Ani everything will be alright. I know that you will never let any of those things happen, nor will I." Padmé softly said, as she gently rubbed his back.

"No!" he said standing up and turning to look at her in the dark. "It's not alright! It will never be alright until that monster is dead!"

Anakin looked down at the floor in frustration. He could feel himself being pulled back down towards the Dark side. He couldn't let that happen. He made a promise to his children and to himself. Finally he allowed himself to cry. His tears softly splattered against the wood floor. "Dreams led me to the dark side once before. I feel it again," he quietly said.

Padmé could feel his anger fuming, even though she didn't have the ability to touch the Force. She gently got out of bed, walked over to her husband and wrapped herself in his arms. She nestled her head close to his and let his warm tears fall down onto her. "Ani ultimate power leads to destruction. You don't need that. Remember what happened before."

Anakin held her closer to him and began to cry harder. He knew that his past would never leave him; it was always going to be part of him. And he could never let it consume him.

"It's alright love. Anger isn't what you need. Just let it all out," she softly said.

The couple stayed like that for several minutes, until Luke's tiny cry broke them apart. "I'll check on him. You go back to bed," Anakin told Padmé. She smiled gently at him in the dark.

"Ok," she said kissing his cheek.

Anakin quietly walked to the next room over and picked up the tiny, crying figure of Luke. Anakin knew that his son wasn't hungry or needed to be changed, so he figured that Luke just wanted some attention.

He sat down in the rocking chair and gently rocked Luke back and forth, trying to get him back to sleep. Yet while he was rocking his son, Anakin felt the strangest thing. It felt like Luke was reaching out to Anakin through the Force and giving his father a reassuring hug.

"I must be going crazy," he thought to himself as he continued to rock his baby boy back to sleep.