Author Warning: Mostly Skywalker fluff

Room #154

Leilani Hospital

Leilani

Delaya

12 hours later

Blorp!

Luke Skywalker gazed down in astonishment at his shirt, now covered in baby spit up, and then shot an amused look at his infant granddaughter Maria.

"Was that really necessary, sweetheart?" he demanded softly, even he gestured for a wet rag which was lying on a nearby counter. It flew over and rubbed against his formerly pristine black shirt, now thoroughly spotted white.

The baby gazed at him with the typical blank stare of a newborn, then yawned ostentatiously.

"I guess spitting up all over your grandpa is exhausting, huh?" the Jedi Master continued with a slight grin.

"I'm sorry, Dad," Beru Skywalker Antilles said apologetically. "Do you want me to take her so you can get cleaned up more?"

"Don't you dare take this sweet baby away," her father replied firmly. "Don't you dare."

"I thought you said babies were boring," Mara said with an amused smile, sitting down next to her husband on the bland sofa opposite Beru's bed.

"I never said that, did I, Maria?" Luke explained fondly, staring at his granddaughter. "Unless I'm wrong, and I'm never wrong, babies are completely adorable and wonderful, even when they vomit copiously on their grandparents."

Beru chuckled wearily and sat back down on her bed, leaning her head against the headrest, "Babies are wonderful, Dad, though I admit I'm more tired than I expected. I don't know how you and Mom survived having twins the first go around. One baby is hard enough, I can't imagine two!"

"We were very, very tired," her father replied, continuing to gaze into his granddaughter's face. "But it was all worth it, wasn't it, Baby?"

Maria wrinkled her forehead and stared into Luke's face, then abruptly closed her eyes.

"I guess I'm not exciting enough," Luke said with a smile, handing over the small bundle to his besotted wife.

"So, Beru," he continued, looking directly at his daughter, "I admit that my memory is still somewhat spotty in areas. Snoke said you are, what, a materials engineer? What is that?!"

Beru laughed aloud, "You don't remember that, Dad? Really?"

"No," her father mumbled meekly.

The woman chuckled again, "That's Ok. It's kind of a weird profession, to be honest. I research and analyze materials, like transparisteel and marble and kyber crystals and everything else in between. I studied at a university on Corellia, then took a job at a research facility here on Delaya where I focused on kyber crystals and the symbiosis between the inorganic crystal structure and the organic particles which focus Force power. Now that Maria has arrived, I'm going to just do some part time consulting from home while Trey brings home the bantha meat."

"Your husband ...?" Luke continued with a curious lift.

"Is a factory manager," Beru explained in a sunny tone. "He oversees a clothing factory here in Leilani which produces Ransome Quiltraz's clothing."

Sensing her father's continued bewilderment, she explained patiently, "Quiltraz is a very famous fashion designer."

"Ok," Luke replied thoughtfully, then paused, then spoke again. "You kids are kind of weird. An actress, a materials engineer, at least my son is Jedi."

"Luke!" Mara exclaimed in distress.

Beru merely laughed the exhaustion of a hormonal mother on very little sleep, "It's Ok, Mom. I've read enough about head injuries to know that victims sometimes don't have much of a verbal filter."

Luke was embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Beru, that was rude."

His daughter rolled out of bed carefully and walked over to slide down on the other side of her father. She put one slender arm around him and leaned against his familiar chest.

"It's Ok, Dad," she replied softly. "I ... I was so afraid you'd not survive the attack on Naboo, that you'd never see your granddaughter. You're allowed to call me weird."

She sat up now, and her mouth curved up into a smile, "And don't think that Padme and I are disdaining our Force abilities. Padme is an actress, yes, but she works with Brehanna as an undercover agent sometimes, getting into places where cops can't infiltrate and figuring out what's going on with the Force. And me ... well, I know my Force abilities help me to understand the materials, especially the kyber crystals, in a way that most beings cannot. In fact ...,"

Here she trailed off, looking embarrassed.

Mara spoke up now, her green eyes dancing, "In fact, Luke, our daughter here is considered the most brilliant crystallographer to grace the galaxy since Galen Erso."

Luke was immediately solemn, "Galen Erso. He saved the galaxy, more than I did."

"Well, as much as you did, anyway," Beru countered quickly. "He designed the flaw in the Death Star, which enabled you to destroy it with that miracle shot. And then you brought back grandfather from the Dark Side and managed to destroy Palpatine in the process ..."

"I killed Palpatine, thank you very much," Anakin Skywalker announced, appearing suddenly.

"Grandfather!"

"Father!"

"Vader," Mara snapped irascibly. She and the former Sith Lord were on reasonable terms, but she made it a point to be moderately irritable when he showed up unannounced.

"And is this my sweet granddaughter?" Anakin demanded, ignoring everyone else to wander over and gaze into the baby's placid face.

"Yes," Beru said fondly. "She doesn't do much yet except cry and sleep and eat and you know, poop and pee, but Trey and I adore her."

Anakin put an ethereal hand on the baby's head; she startled everyone by snorting, opening her eyes, and gazing directly into the ghostly face hovering above her.

"She's a strong Force sensitive," the specter announced with a proud smile, "and she can already see me."

Maria gazed up for another long moment and then opened her little mouth and began crying loudly.

Anakin took a horrified step back, "Am I scaring her?"

"No," Beru said in amusement, "she's hungry. Here, let me take her."

The baby floated over to her mother to be fed, and Luke turned his gaze on his father, "So, Father, any further news on Snoke and company?"

"Tell you what," Mara interposed, "why don't we leave Beru and Maria alone so they can focus on the whole eating thing."

Luke nodded, gave his daughter a quick kiss, and exited the room with Mara and his spectral father behind him.

Outside the bedroom was a small lounge which was, currently, rather full of people.

Han Solo and Padme's boyfriend, Kaze, were leaning over a holoscreen. Chewbacca was standing in one corner, chewing on a large piece of bantha meat. Leia was talking into a transmission device, and her daughter Brehanna was perched on a nearby chair drinking a glass of blue milk.

"Ben, I've got to go," Leia said, raising her eyes and smiling at her twin, "thanks for the ideas. Give Rey my love. Bye!"

She clicked the device off and nodded to Luke and Mara, then speared her ghostly paternal parent with her gaze, "Hello, Father."

"Oh don't tell me the psychotic sire of yours is wandering around!" Solo whined, wandering over to put an arm around his wife.

"It's nice to see you too, Solo," Anakin replied in his snarkiest tone, though he knew, of course, that his Force blind son-in-law couldn't see him.

"He's glad to see you too," Leia translated diplomatically to her husband. "And don't be too crabby, Han – he's been working on the whole Snoke problem from the weird Force Afterlife."

"Fine," Solo huffed with a dramatic wave of his hand. "Please impart your wisdom, oh Invisible One. Though given that I can't hear you, I'm going to go talk security with Chewie."

The roguish former pirate and Chewbacca strode out of the room while Anakin began pacing, his hands behind his back, "Now that we know the focal point of the problem is this Snoke individual, we're following the Force lines from him to the others bonded to him. We believe there are three other former Hands who could be triggered by Snoke, but they are currently sleeper agents like Jar Jar Binks was for so many moronic decades. Since Snoke is now in custody, these individuals may be harmless but it would be wise to track them down and cut the Force bond. All in all, the situation seems well under control. I congratulate you all on excellent work."

"Thank you," Mara said in a gracious tone before turning her attention to Leia and Brehanna. "What about Snoke? Any ideas?"

Brehanna spoke up, "Well, the First Order circus is guilty of numerous import/export violations so we can legally hold him. We'll need to have a powerful Jedi keep an eye on him in custody until the situation settles; for now, my brother Anakin is watching him, and Cousin Cassian will take over in six hours. The situation with him is complex, but we can keep him contained. I'm confident of that."

"What about his snakes?" Luke asked seriously.

"Snakes?" Bre asked in a puzzled tone.

"Snoke has some Corellian black snakes," Padme Skywalker explained, marching through the door. "Oh, hi, Grandfather!"

"Padme," Anakin said with a courteous bob of the head.

"I think we should arrange for him to share prison cell quarters with the snakes," Padme continued. "Part of being in the Light is to show mercy to our enemies, and poor Snoke is pretty freaked out about his snakes.

Bre blinked at her cousin, "Freaked out?"

"Yes, because he loves them," Padme continued seriously. "And I don't blame him. They are lovely snakes."

"This snake thing you and Beru have going on ...," Brehanna said with a shake of her head.

"Well, blame Cassian!" Padme said with a chuckle. "He's the one that put a snake in our bed a decade ago, and Beru and I both decided we loved her. Or him. Or it."

"I wasn't too happy when it disappeared in the house," Mara stated with a shudder.

"Anyway, snakes!" Luke interposed. "Yes, we'll see if we can arrange for Snoke to be with this snakes. It might make it easier to reach him and undo the damage done by Palpatine."

Brehanna heaved an exasperated sigh, "You're loading me up with extra documents to file, you know? Ok, snakes. Check. Now what about the other two we arrested? What are we going to do about them?"

Her mother Leia spoke up now, "I just got talked to Ben on Naboo and he's spoken with the extended Naberrie clan. They've agreed to host both Hux and Stry for the foreseeable future. Ben and Rey are settled in at Varykino for some time, and we'll send a Jedi Healer to assist, maybe Ahsoka Tano's daughter? What do you think, Luke?"

"Ahsoka has a daughter?" Luke demanded, wide eyed.

There was a collective groan.

"Yes, Uncle Luke," Brehanna said patiently. "She married one of the clone veterans, a man named Rex and they have, wait for it, four children, three males and a female. The woman has remarkably healing abilities."

"I'm so glad Ahsoka got her love story," Anakin stated, sounding positively sappy.

"Uh, me too?" Luke replied, rubbing his hand across his forehead. "I sure wish I remembered everything."

Mara smiled and walked over and put her arm around her beloved husband.

"I love you, Luke, brain damaged or not. We love you. The important thing is that we are all together."

The End

Author Note: Thanks for reading and following this fanfic. I know the end was a little on the abrupt side but I'm kind of out of ideas for now. If I think of something else, I'll write an epilogue. Thanks to my husband for editing!