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A/N- This is (finally) the last chapter of Purity. It takes place shortly after the last chapter. Enjoy!
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Purity: Epilogue
Starring: COOL! Obi-Wan, MESSING-WITH-MINDS! Qui-Gon, and NO-LONGER-IRRITATING! Anakin.
Costarring: BAD-GRAMMAR-UUSING! Yoda and HEALED! Mace.
Introducing: LITTLE-CUTIE-PIE! Zeroun.
Appearances by: RANDOM-NAMELESS-AND-SLIGHTLY-ANNOYING! Healer.
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"Released, you are, Anakin Skywalker, from your service as a Jedi. No shame is there in your leaving."
"Let it be known," added a recovered Mace Windu. "that if you ever need the help of the Jedi, you need only ask."
The two senior members of the Council accepted the robe Anakin symbolically shed, but stopped him when he reached for his lightsaber. "Your lightsaber, keep. Earned this right, you have."
The young man understood the significance, and what it must have cost the rule-bound Council. He could only nod, blinking back tears. Expecting Mace Windu to speak again, he was surprised when Obi-Wan stepped forward. "Go in peace, and may the Force be with you."
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"Anakin, sit down."
He complied, but kept glancing edgily at the door.
"I see the famed and dreaded 'Master tone' still works."
"You'll have to learn it too so you can keep young Zeroun here in line."
"Who, me, Master Qui-Gon?" asked the twelve-year-old ingenuously.
"Did you teach him the innocent look already, Obi-Wan?"
"Naturally. Since I'm immune…"
"Seeing as you invented it."
"…you're the only one it works on."
"Don't I know it. Anakin, have you and Padme decided on names yet?"
The question, as intended, pulled the young man's thoughts away from his anxieties. "Padme and I each picked a name for a boy and a girl. Her names will get used first, because she really did all the work. She likes Luke and Leia. Mine are Roshaun and Ellema."
They waited for another half hour before the Healer cam out. "Mr. Skywalker?"
Anakin rocketed out of his chair. Qui-Gon sighed, having coaxed (or ordered, depending on how one looked at it) him into only half and hour ago our of an eight hour labor. "How is she?"
"Exhausted, but that's to be expected. She's asking for you. Congratulations, you have a son and a daughter."
"Are… are they healthy?"
"Go see for yourself," Obi-Wan answered, giving him a shove toward the door, then turned toward the Healer. "Do you have a comm. station I could use? I'd promised her family I'd let them know."
He returned ten minutes later. "They're still en route, but they'll get here tomorrow and are planning to say until Anakin and Padme go back so they can all travel together."
"Where are they going to live?" asked Zeroun. "They've stayed on Coruscant the whole time, so they don't have a place on Naboo."
"Ruwee and Jobal are going to let them stay at their home until they fond somewhere."
"And they feel they can take care of Luke and Leia themselves," Qui-Gon pointed out.
"True. Sola lives close by, and she said she'll also be over on a regular basis. It's hard for new parents to take care of two infants at once."
Anakin nudged the door open with one foot, carefully holding a newborn in his arms. "Come on in, Padme feels up to visitors now."
"Mr. Skywalker, I'm afraid only family are allowed in at this point."
"They are family, on my side." When the Healer went to protest, he continued. "I used to be a Jedi, and I have no living blood relatives. The Jedi have been my only family since I was nine years old." As they walked in, the Healer having caved, he said quietly to the two Masters, "I see that now, I only wish I had before."
"Anakin, you must focus on the now," Obi-Wan intoned gravely, but was unable to keep a smile off of his face.
"Wow, déjà vu. For some reason that sounds vaguely familiar, though I can't imagine why…"
"Do we know anyone crazy enough to say something like that?"
"I don't think so…"
Qui-Gon turned to Zeroun with a long-suffering sigh. "You see what I have to put up with? This is why my hair is gray."
"Um, couldn't that be because you're seventy-one years old?"
"Mace Windu is the same age as I am, and you don't see his hair going gray, do you?"
"Master Windu doesn't have any hair!"
"Master, are you messing with my Padawan's mind again?"
"…Possibly."
Obi-Wan sighed in mock exasperation. "Why am I not surprised?"
"You'd best get used to it, because that's why grandmasters are around!"
Smiling broadly at his Padawan and grandPadawan, Qui-Gon was exceedingly grateful that the did not have to leave the Jedi in order to be with his family.
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A/N- And so it ends! I hope everyone liked the last part, it was kind of silly. The first part of the prologue will be up soon, I hope. Comments and constructive criticism welcome, and I hope to see you all in Every Journey Has A First Step. (Cool title, huh?)
