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Disclaimer #2: Do not actually know what I'm doing.

5 Days after the Battle of Yavin. So 5 Days into the first year of ABY. I think.

Luke was in a dream. He had to be, because Ben Kenobi was right in front of him.

"Hello again, Luke."

"Ben! I didn't know you could appear in dreams! That is so cool!"

Luke was so ecstatic that the old man couldn't help but smile at him, but still corrected him on his actual name. "My name is Obi-Wan, Luke. I used Ben as a pseudonym."

"Right," Luke smacked his palm to his forehead. "I'm sorry, Obi-Wan."

"Do not apologize. I should have… told you sooner. Should have corrected you sooner."

At this, Obi-Wan lost his smile and became serious in a way Luke had never seen him before, but he had not known him that long. The now dead man started to pace, looking like a man on a mission trying to figure out the best tactic to beat the enemy. The enemy, in Obi-Wan's case, an also dead master who was good at causing guilt and remorse when he wanted to see a wrong righted. While Luke's gut did not tell him this little tid-bit, his gut did tell him that what was going to happen would be big. And, based off Luke's previous luck, most likely bad.

Obi-Wan started to explain, hoping he would get the words right. "I have not been entirely truthful with you Luke. It took… another dead Jedi explaining that what I did was… wrong for me to come to my senses."

Here he paused, running a hand through his hair, and Luke took his chance to interject. "What have you not been truthful with me about, B- Obi-Wan." Luke stammered over the other man's name, still getting used to the name he had not heard of before 5 days ago.

"I have lied to you in the worst way possible, and have kept you in the dark about your… familial situation," Obi-Wan thanked the Force for the young man's question, as it helped him continue talking about the subject and not back out. "Your… father is still alive, and you have a twin sister."

It was at this point, however, that an annoying beeping broke through the dream, signaling to Luke that it was time to get up. Obi-Wan could just feel his old master's disappointment through the Force at his failure to communicate the intended message.

"I will let you wake up, and I will come again when you are in a safe enough location."

Luke was jerked out of the dream by Wedge Antilles yelling at him for sleeping through his alarm once more and did not succeed in keeping in a groan because of the messed up nature of his life at the moment.

"So let me get this straight. Old wizard guy lies about your family situation, tells you the 'truth', but it isn't even the full truth? In a dream? How do you know he's telling the truth this time?"

Han hit the nail on its head, summing up why Luke was still struggling with what happened a week ago. Leia, who tried so hard to never agree with the smuggler on anything, nodded after he finished. She, at least, could put aside feelings of 'hatred' towards the man when faced with a common goal and problem: Helping Luke.

"He said he would come back and tell me when it was safe for him to do so, but it has been a week! I don't know what to do." Luke thumped his head on the table and moaned (whether from the pain of hitting his head, or the confusion laid before him, no one knows). "The best I can do is to assume that the Empire has my dad captive and that Vader is responsible while searching for a girl who was also born on the same day as me and probably has Force sensitivity."

Leia noticed that Luke avoided the problem of trust, but she also did not blame him. She did the same thing when overhearing the fact that she was adopted and still had biological family (Bail didn't specify whether the sibling was a boy or a girl. What a pity). So she made up her mind to help him where no one could help her.

"What day is your Life Day?"

She was already thinking of the routes of information she would use to search and how she would ask Mon Mothma for permission to sneak into an Imperial data base so that she could look through legal documents and-

"Empire Day. My Life Day is, of all days, the very day the blasted Empire was born."

Han laughed while Leia's planning ground to a halt. "That sucks, kid. What a day to be born on."

Leia's mind fired back up again and so she decided to impart wisdom an old, and now dead, friend imparted on her once she figured out that the Empire was born on the same day that she was. "I've been told that there is no better irony than for one who has been born with the Empire to be one of the ones to bring it to its knees," Leia took a deep breath, not looking at Luke or Han, but holding their attention all the same. "I was also born with the Empire, Luke. I was adopted, and the Empire itself killed my parents, separating me from any biological family I had left. The fact that I could one day be one of the Rebels to bring down the tyranny that rules our galaxy was sometimes my only consolation when I had been lied to and when everything seems at its worst."

The somber mood settled on the group for a few minutes, each of them thinking about what Leia had said and the revelations that had happened in the past 10 minutes, until Han decided that he had done enough serious thinking.

"Now wouldn't it be funny if the two of you were twins? The amount of money I would make off the bets about the two of you becoming a couple would be astronomical."