"Did he do it?" Jaina asked Artoo with a very wide grin. The droid gave an affirmative beep as Jaina motioned him into the room.

"Well play it then," she said after a few moments of silence and pushing buttons on his dome. A hologram of Anakin kneeling in front of Padme popped up and the Senator nodded slowly with a small smile before kneeling down with him and cupping his cheek gently. It disappeared quite suddenly, too suddenly for Jaina and she hit Artoo in protest.

"Where's the rest?!"

A Few beeps that sounded suspiciously like 'when you're older' and maybe even 'they kicked me out' was her only reply as Artoo started to roll out of the room.

"Hey wait—

"What do you think you're doing young lady?" Han asked coming from another room. His face held a slight glare cutting off her protest and any she might still make after seeing him. She shuffled her feet slightly and scrunched up her nose in thought, knowing right away that she was in trouble…again.

"And you Artoo, you should know better! You two aren't supposed to be able to visit for another four—

"But Daddy!"

"Don't but me young lady. If you ask me you got off light. You're just lucky you came back or you would really be in for it."

She almost pointed out that she wouldn't be here to be punished if she was dead but snapped her mouth shut just in time. It would only make matters worse and knowing her mother, she'd find a way to punish her even then and she had a feeling that her Daddy knew this as well. Instead of replying she looked away.

"Artoo, I don't want to see you till tomorrow…"

The droid let out a whistle and Jaina giggled and patted him on the dome in goodbye. As the doors finally slid shut Han gave a sly glance this way and that, then once again before smiling at his daughter and motioning her to come closer.

"So…did you remember what I taught you up there?"

Jaina grinned slyly, matching his smile perfectly and nodded knowing exactly what he was talking about. She was about to explain once again why it was necessary for both crash landings when her mother's commanding tone answered for her from the other room, causing father and daughter to wince.

"Han Nerf Solo—I thought I made it perfectly clear that she is not allowed to talk about it for another four…"

"Yeah, yeah, I remember," Han muttered trying to hide his bashful face, the face that only his wife could cause. Jaina frowned and stomped her little feet all the way back to her room.

Luke looked up slightly hearing stomps from the above apartment and shook his head with a smile. Seems like Jaina was still trying to get out of her punishment and all attempts have failed. Or at least that's the assumption he made after all of the stomping going on up there. He limped slightly as he made his way from the little kitchen to the doorway going into the little living room making sure to shield his presence. He had a pan in his hand filled with vegetables ready to cook but placed it on the counter quietly as he slowly peeked in. Mara was resting her head against the back of the couch, eyes closed and breathing evenly. She had finally taken his advice and relaxed.

He looked at the un cooked dinner, then back at Mara before giving a soft smirk and resting against the doorway. He just couldn't get enough of her. Why had it taken them so long to get to this point? All it took was a little push…ok and a visit to the past—and a fake marriage—and a nosey little girl…he almost laughed out loud at his reasoning but caught himself just in time as he took a few steps closer to her.

"Where's my food?"

How did she do that?

"Isn't that my line?" He asked shaking his head in slight disbelief. What was the point of shielding and trying to be sneaky around her if she knows everything?

"I borrowed it," she explained not even bothering to open her eyes. He laughed at that and stepped even closer to her but before he got far she grunted food and pointed in the direction of the kitchen not even bothering to open her eyes. He glared at her slightly which earned him a light chuckle. He shook his head once again in disbelief and started for the kitchen not giving into the urge to make a face behind her back. She'd see it. Boy did he feel sorry for their kids…

At that thought he felt her surprise through the force and turned back to look at her slightly hesitant. She finally opened one eye to look at him and then she grinned softly. He had been afraid of her reaction until that small smile hit him. Mara was going to be a great mother to their children, of that he was sure, and he had never pictured it any differently. He had no doubt that their kids will be loved.

"Really?" Mara asked finally giving him her full attention. He didn't need to ask of what she needed reassurance for; he could see it in her eyes so he just smiled softly and nodded.

"You'll be a great mom Mara," he reinforced kneeling in front of her and taking her smaller hands in his. He gave her a lingering kiss before pulling her down with him to lean back against the couch on the floor. As she sat in front of him he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer and lifted one of her hands to look at it. He stared intently for a few moments playing with her soft but small fingers. It amazed him to no end the strength she had in her.

"It'll be great," he started turning her hand palm up making sure to memorize each line intently before tracing over it. After she gave a sigh and showed no sign of pulling away he began to draw pictures into it.

"They will be great," he told her with a hoarse tone as if he was revealing his inner most thoughts, dreams and when she looked up she smiled softly realizing that he was, he continued.

"With your hair, your beauty, they'll be perfect."

"Your eyes, you have the bluest eyes I've ever seen," she told him turning completely in his lap so she could caress his face and look deep into his blue orbs. He kissed her tenderly and pulled her even further into his arms. Her face rested in the nook of his neck as her arms made their way around him in a tight embrace. He started to draw the picture on her back with light touches.

"We'll go on vacations to Naboo just to play in the ocean and visit with the rest of the family, away from Coruscant, politics, Jedi, and everything else. We'll just be Luke and Mara and the happy family, away from prying eyes. We will have to make sure of course that we watch how Jaina influences our kids but I'm sure it won't be too bad.

And we have to buy a house. Maybe it could have five bedrooms, a kitchen of course with a counter where you could sit on top of and make fun of me while I cook and a porch where we could sit nights and watch the stars. The kids will want a play room of course and you'll probably have to drag me out of there to get me away from the holo games. At bed time we'll tell them stories of the princess rescuing the prince…"

Mara laughed lightly at that and buried her face deeper into his neck. Luke could feel her tears and held her closer.

"And when you kill off the monsters under the bed and in the closet we can sneak quietly into our room and I'll make love to you and hold you close praying that it's not just a dream then laugh about it with you in the morning when I have you safe in my arms. It'll be great."

"It will be perfect Luke," she told him and released her hold in order to look at him. Show him that she wanted all that as well. She tried to convey all she felt with that one glance and he nodded in agreement, in understanding and pulled her up with him as he stood. He kissed her again but broke away when they heard more stomping from above. She smiled then gave him a sly look before pointing to the kitchen once again. He chuckled and tweaked her nose before obeying her orders.

Mara sat back down with a sigh and watched him leave before closing her eyes. She couldn't help but think she had gone soft but realized finally that maybe that was okay with him. It was okay to show him how much she loves him. She smiled as she thought of his dream, now hers as well. Mara had never really allowed herself to think that she could have any of it but now she knew that she could make it all possible, that they will make it all a reality.

Mara silently wondered on how many kids he wanted. More than one? Obviously, he used 'they' often enough. Two? Mara smiled shyly thinking about it. A little boy and girl at least. One with her hair and his eyes and one with his hair and her eyes. Three? That could be doable depending on when they start but then they might want to make it an even four…But more than six? He'd better watch himself….

Her train of thought was cut off as she heard his laughter in the kitchen. Obviously he had heard everything. She blushed slightly and sighed resting her head back against the couch the smile never leaving her face.

"We're going to do this the right way," Anakin informed his master and Obi-Wan could only nod in resignation. He was happy for his Padawan…but did he honestly have to break every rule?

"We want it to be as secret as possible so the holo reporters don't attack us and make it political. We also want our family and friends to be there of course…" Anakin continued to discuss the wedding scenario and Obi-Wan chuckled inwardly at his enthusiasm.

"Obi-Wan…" Anakin trailed away and he pretended like he had been listening to every word.

"I would, well, I would really appreciate it and honored if you stood with me. You're like my father—ok more like older brother—but you're my best friend and I want you to be there."

After that admission Anakin took a big breath and Obi-Wan glanced up a little surprised but detecting the honesty in his eyes. He couldn't help but be proud of him. He had grown up so fast and now he was breaking the rules and getting married. As Padme and Leia came in talking animatedly he couldn't help but feel that this rule was meant to be broken.

"I would be honored Anakin."

Anakin smiled and without warning pulled Obi-Wan in for a tight hug. He was shocked at first but responded by patting him on the back. Anakin motioned his two girls over but groaned as soon as he caught on that they were talking politics. It could go on for hours! Obi-Wan laughed at each of Anakin's attempts to change the subject and as he leaned against the wall and watched them interact he couldn't help but think back on the conversation he had with Master Yoda.

Never in his life did he think the old Master would agree with anything his Padawan thought. Somehow the kid had convinced him that it should happen and would happen. Master Yoda hadn't even put up a fight. Obi-Wan reasoned that it had been the will of the Force after all and even Yoda didn't argue against that but it was almost as if the troll—he groaned as he caught himself calling his wise Master, a troll. It was all Mara's fault. Why couldn't she just get rid of the nicknames? She's going to get other people in trouble…

But Master Yoda had acted as if he suspected this to happen. He was prepared in a way and that bewildered him. Master Yoda took it all in and nodded in understanding. The proof of the marriage happening was right in front of him at the time, Luke and Leia, so it would seem that the better option, the road not taken before was to give consent. Right? Obi-Wan shook his head slightly trying to clear it of his confusing thoughts and start over when he was interrupted by Anakin.

"So then the wedding will be in a few days?"

The only answer he received was laughter and when he looked at Obi-Wan for help and got none he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked though he was dreading the answer to the laughter. Obi-Wan's smirk stayed firmly in place as Padme explained all they had to do before the wedding. His poor naïve Padawan was in for it and he didn't even know it.

Dinner had been wonderful and after it and a good night kiss…maybe a few, Mara made Luke go into a healing trance. She was sitting at the table now looking down at the blinking red light as she had been for the last hour. She let out a long sigh as she spun the round device on the table causing the red light to blur into a circle. What was she supposed to do? For once in her life she didn't want to do what her head was urging her to do. She didn't want to follow through with the plan she devised days ago or really if she was honest with herself, years ago.

But Palpatine deserved it; he needs to be taken care of!

What about Luke her heart reasoned back. What will happen to their future, the one that he had drawn out for her only hours before? If she does the right thing what will happen to them and the love they share? She had no idea when they will be sent back to their old time—if they are sent back. What would be changed so far? Is it enough?

No.

Palpatine will never give up as long as he's out there.

Most of all she wanted Luke to be able to grow up with his parents by his side. She wanted him to have a happy childhood with his twin sister. She wanted…

Oh Force she just wants him. Wants to marry him and have children and grow old together. The future they had envisioned. The future she had never hoped for before she had let herself fall in love with him. Together, that's all she wanted. They won't stay here forever and if she doesn't finish what she knows they were sent here to do what then? It could quite possibly destroy any chance of a future.

She slammed her hand down on the tracking device stopping it mid spin then clutched it tightly in her hand. The insistant blinking was getting on her nerves but she just squeezed harder wishing the pain would change her mind, but it couldn't. She has to do this, and she has to leave now if she wanted everyone to stay safe.

Grabbing her jacket and weapons hastily she was ready in minutes but found herself thinking of reasons to delay her departure. Mara slowly crept into the bedroom and kneeled down at Luke's side.

"I have to," she whispered trying to convince her heart. She gently stroked his bangs off of his forehead and gently kissed it before turning and walking away without a second glance.