Here's chapter 9- let's see what awaits Luke and Leia in this chapter.

As always I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 9

To the Future

After a few stressful minutes of trying to land in the dense swamp land of Dagobah, Kanan had finally landed the Ghost, whist cutting down a few trees in frustration. If he wanted to hide this planet would defiantly be his first choice, be it as stressful as it was. Once safely on the ground there was the immediate challenge of navigating the dense undergrowth, but more intimidating problem was how to find one being on this vast planet, when it was the only being, apart from the indigenous animals, on the planet. They had come down to one solution, track the largest force presence on the planet.

So setting of into the humid swampland, with all that they could carry on their back, they began their exhausting journey to find the Jedi Master. After 6 hours in the excruciating heat they were beginning to feel the harsh conditions hitting even the deepest parts of their bodies, it felt that even their bones were sweating due to the extremely hot and humid conditions. Still they trudged on through the swamps.

They travelled mostly at night for it was the coolest then whilst they rested during the day in caves that seemed to be cooler than the dense jungle swamp. It seemed that they were drawing closer to where Master Yoda was resident, but as they carried on their journey they found that the thin tangle of trees got denser and denser as they waded their way forward. They often had to result to chopping the branches off with lightsabers at certain points, then further on it had become the only way of passing the thick mangroves. It was nearing noon on a particularly hot day when they spotted an exceptionally small hut through the twisting trees, just the right size for a small green Jedi.

"I hope he has food." Ezra blurted out, rubbing his stomach at a faint rumble.

"I'm sure he has, young one." Kanan smiled as he turned back to look at Ezra who shot him an unamused glare.

" Stop calling me young one, I'm no longer a child!" He snapped in a childish manner.

Kanan sighed and turned back to face forward, not before adding, "Stop wining child." He could feel the annoyance rolling of the young Jedi.

When they reached the hut, a small figure walked out, a small stick clutched in it's right hand tapping across the dirt.

"Master Yoda." Ahsoka greeted the Jedi Master.

"Ah Ahsoka," Yoda's gaze moved to the Togruta before moving towards the rest of the group. "And Kanan Jarrus, it's a pleasure to see you two again, along with some company I see."

"Master Yoda this is my Padawan Ezra." Kanan introduced Ezra.

The Jedi inched closer to the youth, "Strong in the force, this one is, but I see darkne-"

"Yes that was a long time ago." Ezra cut in, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand whilst emitting a small laugh.

"I see," he replied. "Come" he gestured, as he entered the small hut. The group exchanged glances, they wondered how they were all going to fit inside the shrunken hut, getting Zeb in was defiantly out of the question.

"Why don't you and chopper keep guard." Hera suggested.

"From what Mosquitos." Replied Zeb sarcastically before he settled down on a log in the small clearing whilst the others entered the Jedi's crowded home.

When they had all eventually settled, Master Yoda was by a small fire stirring a pot of stew.

"Master Yoda," Kanan prompt, he continued when the Jedi turned to face him , "We have come to seek advice on the situation involving Luke Skywalker."

Yoda sighed, "Sensed the situation with Luke, I have. Not complete, his training was. Disappointed in him, I am."

"But Master Yoda, it was not Luke's fault, the Rebellion gave him up to the Empire, he had little choice in the matter." Ezra was quick to argue.

"He made his choices. This path, he chose."

"There was also the shock that the Emperor is his grandfather, he knew that Darth Vader was his father, but that must of really shocked him." Sabine added.

"True, that is. That Palpatine was Anakin's father, not even I could foresee that." The Jedi Master admitted, it had been one thing that Leia had not told him before she too had left, but sh had at least completed her training. "Strong within him, the darkside is. Little left of Luke Skywalker, I fear that there is. Too consumed in the darkness like his father and grandfather, he is. The fate of the galaxy, to insure, eliminated, he must be."

"Is there no other way?" Hera questioned.

"Princess Leia has currently been captured by the Empire, she was due to be executed, but when she announced that she was Luke's sister the execution was cancelled, but not before Mon Mothma and Admiral Ackbar met their end." Sabine informed the old Jedi.

Yoda took his time to think over this, it appeared that this was new information to him, "Hmmm. Changes things this does. A chance now that the princes will be able to convert Skywalker back, there is. Even so, slim the chances are. His compassion an love for his friends and family, Skywalker's greatest weakness was. That Luke will gave to make an important decision in the future, I see, a decision the fate of the rest of the galaxy will rest upon." Yoda predicted, then with a small groan he made his way to a small bed. "Getting old, I am." He stated as he settled into the bed. "Coming, my time is." He pulled the thin sheet over himself, "One with the fore, I will become."

"Master Yoda, what shall we do in the mean time?" Ezra asked.

"What is left of the rebellion, you must gather. Time to gather forces, it will take. Time, you will have. Playing a war of wills, Leia and Luke will be." He drew in a raspy breath topped by a dry cough, "Needed if outcome is not what is hoped, you will be." With that he drew in another final breath before he disappeared leaving behind an empty bed, and silence hanging in the air.

2 years later.

Coruscant

Luke had just returned from a two week mission off planet in the outer rim worlds, there had been rumors about rebel bases located on a few. However, most had been non existent, or old shells of a rebel base, some had been more than just myths, but even there it was just a few of those who defied the Empire, easily crushed.

The two weeks hadn't been the hard bit, but instead it had been the 22 day and 14 hour journey from the Imperial centre to Tatooine, which had been there starting point. They had checked the planet once more for any rebel activity, they had found only a few who dared to rebel against the Emperor. Furthermore, there had been the 1 day journey from Tatooine to Endor, then days of searching the forest moon for any signs of rebel activity. Then the 17 hour journey to Corellia, there they had found a small nest of Rebel supporters, all easily crushed some captured. Next it had been Dagobah, that had been a 1 day and 7 hour, but worth it. When they had arrived Luke had immediately gone to the hut where Master Yoda had spent two decades in hiding. He found only a pile of cloth under a blanket and an small wooden walking stick, he knew then that the Jedi Master was dead.

What intrigued him though was the fact that he could sense another being, a being that was not currently present in this room or indeed the planet, but had done in the past. To be more accurate he sensed more than one force presence other than Yoda's, in fact he sensed three. It seemed that the Jedi weren't as extinct as he had hoped. The rest of the two weeks had been spent hopping from planet to planet, following leads that their captives had given after hours of integration.

After he was satisfied that rebel activity in the outer rim had been dealt with they had travelled the 22 day and 14 hour journey back, stopping off at numerous planets which required some assistance with rebels that had crawled from the cracks in the walls like cockroaches. Eventually they had returned from their month and a half mission, seeing Coruscant out of the bridge window had been a welcome view.

During his way to the throne room to report the successfulness of the mission to his grandfather and father he was cut off by his sister. She was dressed in an elegant lavender dress which gradually faded up into white nearer the top, micro silver beads were sewn into the bottom of the dress and gradually made their way up in intricate patterns as their numbers grew fewer and fewer in the climb to a length a third of the way up the dress. She was different to how he had last seen her, the bump on her belly had grown considerably bigger over the last month and a half, as she was now 8 months pregnant.

It had been a challenge finding the right wedding dress, for the wedding that was due to take place the next day. He laughed to himself upon the memory of the exact moment that Leia had told Vader and Palpatine that she and Han were engaged-

"Father, Grandfather –" She had addressed them as they sat in the family lounge, she had then turned to Han and given him a warm smile, he had returned the smile as their hands linked. "Me and Han are engaged." Leia announced.

Luke had had to suppress a laugh as he sat in the new armchair beside his fathers, he had watched as his father had stood up straight and marched over to where the couple were sitting, causing Han to literally shrink back into the leather seats. Luke exchanged a glance with his grandfather, finding that his face was trying to hide the shire amusement that had been caused by Vader's reaction. Of course Palpatine had known that the two were engaged, he knew every thing.

"Isn't he meant to ask the father permission first?" Vader had inquired.

Han managed to sit up straight despite the Sith Lord which towered over him, "Sir, in all due respect I did not know that you were her father at the time."

"And would you of asked me if you had of known?"

"Do you want an honest answer, sir?" Han replied, his normal cheeky grin appearing on his face. This had finally got to Vader who had just been about to reach for his lightsaber when Palpatine had interrupted.

"Now, Now, I don't believe that executing your daughter's faïence will do you any good." Palpatine had suggested, still Vader did not budge. "Do you not remember what true love feels like?"

Luke winced, that had been a cruel card to play even by Palpatine's standards, never the less it had got the results that it had been played for and Vader backed down, "If you hurt her-"

"Don't worry, sir. I won't. And if I do you are free to take my head." Han had reassured.

Vader returned to his seat and sat down with a sigh. All seemed to ease off until Sidious opened his mouth once more, "Is there nothing else to tell your father, child?"

Grandfather and grandson exchanged glances as Luke mentally cursed the older for speaking, Han was dead for sure now, but nevertheless it was better out in the open than in.

Leia sighed and turned to her father, "Father, I'm pregnant." She informed the Sith, this time the Sith however stayed seated, his left elbow on the armchair whilst the hand on the Side of the mask.

He merely sighed, "It's times like this that I wish I had a nose to pinch, and a glass of whiskey to drink."

Luke had to laugh at his fathers words which were so out of character, he raised his glass, "Here's to a new future," He toasted as well of noses to pinch and glasses of whiskey to drink." He toyed with his father who he knew was shooting him a glare from under the mask.

"Good Luke you're home." Leia greeted.

"It's nice to be home, sister. How are the wedding preparations going?" He questioned.

"Very well, the grand hall had been decorated, as well as the grand dining hall. The suits and dresses are ready. All seems to be going plan."

"Where's Han?"

"He is currently occupied with several hairdressers and groomers who are currently trying to detangle Chewbacca's hair, I've heard that two men have already heard that two men have ended down in the med bay." Her words caused Luke to laugh, he could not picture Chewbacca enjoying the experience one bit, so it was a good thing that Han was there otherwise it could be deaths instead of injuries. "Where are you off to?" She asked.

"I need to go make a report to Grandfather and father." He answered.

"Well you won't find them in the throne room. I believe that they are in Vader's personal quarters." Luke was puzzled by this, why would Palpatine be in Vader's personal quarters.

"Do you know what they are doing?"

"No, nobody has been allowed in there for a few weeks, although the Emperor has come out a few times, and a few of his staff have entered, I have not seen Vader at all. However, when I last saw Grandfather he told me that he requires your presence upon your return, he will not tell me why."

Luke nodded his head, "Thank you, Leia. I will head there now." She nodded and they parted ways. On the walk to Vader's personal chambers Luke's mind would not stop, what had happened?

Was his farther hurt? No if he was hurt then Leia would of been told, surely. What could take up these weeks? Question after question racked his brain, but even so he could not find a single answer to what was going on. He would just have to wait.

As he was nearing the personally wing he spotted a flash of red down one of the corridors, he immediately shouted out, "Mara!", before she moved from sight. He walked up to her..

"Luke, you're back." Mara greeted, he was the only one that addressed him as anything other that his title and Sith name.

"Hey, do you by any chance know what is going on between my father and grandfather. Leia told me that Vader hasn't come out of his quarters for several weeks, and that Palpatine has been in and old."

Jade sighed, "I'm sorry Luke, I don't. And even if I did I doubt I'd be able to tell you anyway, if the Emperor wants you to know then he will tell you personally."

Luke smiled before planting quick kiss on her cheek, "I'm off there now." He replied as he walked off, leaving Mara with her hand to the cheek that he had just kissed.

Mara Jade was the closest person he was to beyond his family, the first time he had looked into those green eyes he had known that he was in love. He had steadily grown closer to her, they had been on many missions together be it as small as they had been. She had managed to win a place in his heart, something that was rare to do these days as he trusted people less and less.

Luke came out from his thoughts as he found himself stood outside Vader's door, he straightened his suit, running a hand through wild hair, knowing all too that it would never be tame. When the door slid open he stepped through into the room beyond.

The lights in the room were dimmed just slightly, the room as usual was bare, for his father had no need for a wardrobe or bed. However when he glanced around there was a bed against the right wall so that the backrest was pressed up against the black polished walls. Beside the bed sat a clocked figure, "Grandfather?" He inquired confused as he took a step closer.

As he moved his perspective changed and he could see more of the man laid upon the bed, although most of the man was covered by white sheets his head, shoulders and arms were left exposed. It seemed that the figure was wearing a black t-shirt. He examined the new figure, his hair was brown and unruly as it draped in curly locks to his shoulders highlighted with hints of silver, he facial features were calm and tranquil as he laid in a peaceful sleep. However just to the side of his right eye there was a scar that ran vertically for a few centimetres on either side of the eyebrow. Then it clicked.

"Is that father?" He asked.

Palpatine turned to him, "Yes, this is your father. This is what he looked like before Kenobi betrayed him." The old man turned back to his son.

"This is what you've been doing all these weeks. You've being using the force to heal him."

"You are correct as always, my child."

"Why have you not healed him before?" Luke questioned.

"This treatment takes a long time, when he had first acquired his injuries although it would of been easier, he did simply not have enough time left to live for the procedure to take place, so alternatively he was given other treatments. Later on I gave him the chance, I had explained to him the risks, and the length of time it would take, but in this time wars was rapidly increasing and we could not afford for Vader to be out of action for such a length of time. Now as war has died down I gave him the chance again, although the risks are higher due to both mine and his age he agreed to go ahead, he said that he would like to be himself for his daughter's wedding." Palpatine explained.

"Why am I here?"

"Because I admit that I am not strong enough to give him the final boost of energy that he needs to make a quick recovery." He admitted.

"I understand." Luke replied as he sat down in the chair on the opposite side to the bed, "What do I do?"

"Simply place a hand on each side of his head and focus all of you energy on him." He commanded, Luke followed his guidance. He placed one hand on each side of his father's face, he reached out with the force, instantly locking onto his father's, he was about to go into a trace like state when his grandfather offered more guidance, guidance that he did no expect, "Only use the light side of the force, my child, otherwise it will not work." With a nod of his head Luke slipped into a trace like state.

He sought out the memories of his past that radiated joy and happiness, meeting Leia, joining the rebellion, become leader of the rouge squadron... they were hard to find, many he had banished into the furthest reaches of his mind, discarding them a mistakes, mistakes that he would learn from but memories that he would forget. They linked together, like a chain of jewels radiating light and purity against the darkness that was his mind. He mined the purity, pored it like thick honey into his father's mind.

At the power he felt Vader's mind burst with energy as his presence in the force returned to it normal intensity as it merged with the darkness which worked quickly to illuminate the light that Luke had just placed there. Slowly he pulled out of the force.

He opened the eyes that he did not realise that he had closed, removed his hands from his fathers temple and sank back into the cold leather chair. Slowly his father's eyes fluttered open, revealing the Sith yellow pupils, which flickered with a new found power, a power that had been ripped so cruelty from his over two decades ago.

His father tried to sit up, but the Emperor placed a hand on his son's chest to prevent him from doing so, "Rest my son." With that Vader's head fell back down onto the soft pillow as his eyes lazily closed and he retreated back into sleep.

Palpatine turned to Luke, "Tell me, grandson, how did the mission go?"

Luke went on to tell his grandfather about the small pockets of rebels on a few of the outer rim planets, and how they were either crushed or the members captured, interrogated, before being granted death. Then he had gone on to explain the events of Dagobah.

"You sensed the force presence of others, other force users?"

"Yes grandfather, but they were faint, I predict that they were there a long time ago." Luke replied.

"Indeed," Palpatine agreed, "but nevertheless there all the same."

"True, but what could this mean? Master Yoda is after all dead, I doubt that they could have been Palawan's" Luke inquired.

"I'm not sure. Meditate on it, I shall." Palpatine mocked, causing a small laugh to escape Luke's lips.

The next day- The wedding.

It was nearing noon, the time of the wedding. The halls were decorated with flowers and other priceless ornaments, not too many though, just enough to give it an fantasy elegance. The guests were pilling, women were admiring each others extravagant garments whilst the men chatted amongst themselves about business matters and politics. As each member of the audience had come from careers in politics, an career that Leia had recently plunged back into. When the time reached 5 minutes to noon every one had taken their seats and the hall began to quieten.

Beyond the tall doors of the hall, Leia waited patiently for her father. Mara Jade was by her side, she had gotten to know her through Luke, they had quickly bonded due to the fact that they were the only females in the small circle that they held, So henceforth she was now here as her one and only bridesmaid. Her dress was one known as a short princess dress, the light sky blue gave the simple dress it's elegance as well as matched with the colour theme of the rest of the wedding, white and sky blue, and silver.

"He'll be here," She reassured, "He wouldn't miss this for the world-" The clock struck 12 and right on queue a man walked up the corridor. Leia studied the figure closely, this man was not a man clad in black, downing an imitating mask. No this man was made of flesh opposed to the robotic limbs of her father. His hair was long and brown, a hint of silver showing that he was aged, as he inched closer she noticed a scar running beside his right eye, then as he drew ever closer she saw his eyes, they were the eyes of a Sith, as the yellow pupils danced with energy.

Suddenly she drew in a breath, "Father?"

"Surprise" He confirmed her thoughts, she bounded up to him, threw her arms around his neck not wanting to let go.

Vader smiled as he returned his daughter's hug, he could feel the pure joy and happiness radiating off of her through he force. "Easy now, we don't want to smudge your make-up." He laughed, as she reluctantly let go, when she stepped back he took in her appearance through his real eyes, he was only able to come up with three words that were suitable to describe his girl, "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." She replied.

"Come let's not keep your future husband waiting." With that they linked arms, and headed towards the doors that would lead to the grand hall.

Behind them Mara Jade followed, her eyes were threatening to spill tears for the first time in years at the father daughter moment, that had managed to melt her heart. She kept it in though as she followed the bride and father.

Han Solo stood on the podium at the front of the Grand Hall, to his right stood Luke, his best man, he would have chosen Chewwie but to be honest he was sure that the biggest part of being the best man was the iconic best man speech, and as much as he would love to have Chewwie as his best man he didn't think a Wookie would be that good a speech making in front of a group of people. So they had come up with and new term and Chewbacca had become the best Wookie, a title that the over grown carpet had much appreciated.

He stared blankly down the aisle beyond the vast rows of men and women that he did not even know, but Lando was here, one man that had been allowed to attend because quite frankly all of his other friends were classed as outlaws and would probably be executed on sight. In the front row sat the Emperor, his soon to be grandfather in law. He supressed a shudder that ran down his spine, when he had proposed to Leia he had no idea of her heritage, neither did she, the fact that he was soon going to be the in-laws for the two most dangerous men in the galaxy was still hard to get his head round, but on the bright side he was going to be a prince. Prince Solo, he liked the sound of it.

He was pulled out of his thoughts as the doors slowly opened, every hair on his body stood to attention. Two figures entered into the room, followed by a third. Han's eyes were locked on Leia, there was no over word to describe her, she was stunning. Her hair was pulled back into a braid that started at the top of her head the fell down over right shoulder, tiny diamonds were pinned into her brown hair, some white, others blue whilst other gave the appearance of silver. All placed in just the right spot, making the light dance around her.

Her dress was the classic white, the dress was layered, that much could be seen, the dress did not stick out however, with only two layers the dress split at her knees and fell in behind her, from what Han could see the top layer was of extremely thin material, the bottom a light blue that gradually faded into colourless, upon the white silk this gave the appearance of light sky blue fading gradually into pure white. The of the dress came up to her neck, it was sleeveless, there wasn't even fabric on the shoulders. Hung round her neck was a silver chain, suspended on the end was a round and flat jewel, the two colours within, an sapphire blue and an emerald green, merged within each other like a majestic dance, he then realised what this symbolised, her home planet, now a distant memory, Alderaan.

Han soon found his attention drawn to the mysterious man beside his love. He took time to study him, he wore a black suit, the blazer trimmed with silver around the collar, the bow tie also a light Sky Blue. His hand were cover with black leather gloves, the sleeves of the blazer fastened with simple silver cuffs a diamond embedded in the middle. His hair was long, brown with hints of silver, that fell down to his shoulders. Through the normality of the man's appearance one thing stood out, his Sith yellow eyes that flicked like raging flames, slightly harsher than those that belonged to Luke.

The his memories came back to him, he had seen a younger version of this man during his youth, this man had been on every poster in very shop window on every newspaper front. This man was Anakin Skywalker, no this man was Darth Vader, fully healed as he walked his daughter down the aisle on her wedding day. How? That was a question he could ask later, now he was to get married.

Leia parted from her father as she reached the foot of the podium, she advanced forward as he took his seat beside her grandfather, Mara followed her. One at the top she looked into the brown eyes of her soon to be husband, Han Solo, they shimmered in the light. But she could not supress a giggle that escaped her lips.

"What? What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing." She replied as the laughter eased.

"What is it?" He tried.

"Nothing, honestly," They locked eyes again, "It's just I've never seen you in a suit before."

"Oh yeah, what do you make of it?"

"I'm not sure." She answered.

"Well that's two of us. What do you think, Kid?" He turned to Luke. The kid looked surprised that he had been pulled up.

"Erm, I don't think it's you buddy." He looked Han over once more, "Nope defiantly not."

Han sighed, the turned back to Leia, "You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

They turned to the priest who began, "We gather here to unite these two people in marriage. Their decision to marry has not been entered into lightly and today they publicly declare their private devotion to each other. The essence of this commitment is the acceptance of each other in entirety, as lover, companion, and friend. A good and balanced relationship is one in which neither person is overpowered nor absorbed by the other, one in which neither person is possessive of the other, one in which both give their love freely and without jealousy. Marriage, ideally, is a sharing of responsibilities, hopes, and dreams. It takes a special effort to grow together, survive hard times, and be loving and unselfish."

He stopped for a second then continued, "Do you both pledge to share your lives openly with one another, and to speak the truth in love? Do you promise to honor and tenderly care for one another, cherish and encourage each other, stand together, through sorrows and joys, hardships and triumphs for all the days of your lives?"

Both replied "We do"

" Do you pledge to share your love and the joys of your marriage with all those around you, so that they may learn from your love and be encouraged to grow in their own lives?"

"We do" They said in time with one another.

" May these rings be blessed as a symbol of your union. As often as either of you look upon these rings, may you not only be reminded of this moment, but also of the vows you have made and the strength of your commitment to each other." Luke then knowing his queue came in and gave each of his friends a ring, before returning to his spot with a smile. The priest turned to Han. "Please repeat after me." He resits the vow and Solo repeats it.

" I Han Solo, promise to love and support you Leia Skywalker and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humour, and passion. With this ring I thee wed." Han takes Leia's hand and places the ring upon her finger.

The priest then turns to Leia, "Please repeat after me..." he again resits the vow, the Leia repeats it, a smile blooming wide on her face as she does so.

"I Leia Skywalker , promise to love and support you Han Solo and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humour, and passion. With this ring I thee wed." Leia takes Han's had and places the ring upon his finger.

The priest finally finishes, "Go now in peace and live in love, sharing the most precious gifts you have
the gifts of your lives united. And may your days be long on this earth. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." In no time Han and Leia are bound in a deeply passionate kiss, which lasts for several seconds as the crowd roars with cheers.

Night Fall- Grand Ball.

The exotic three course meal had been served, with all plates cleared the guests moved into the Grand Ballroom. Inside the most prominent feature was the dance floor, which took up majority of the large spacious room. The ceiling stretched two stories high, the room was long, and just slightly shorter in width. On the far wall was two large arch windows whilst there were three on the wall to the right. Then on the left wall was a bar that stretched the full lengths of the wall which ran for early 100m or more at that. Table lined the walls, all decorated in the stationary colours of the wedding, white, sky blue and silver.

Many of the male guests took off towards the bar whilst the women settled down on the tables to talk about the wedding, mostly about the dress that the princess had been wearing, but also there was a slither of chat about the man that accompanied her down the aisle, most had put two and two together and worked out that it was Vader, it had become quite clear that Darth Vader used to be Anakin Skywalker before he turned to the darkness. Some even remembered what the hero of the republic looked like, and the man matched the description perfectly.

There was a throne set up on the far wall between the two tall windows that looked out over the night time view of the City, as building and vehicle lights lit up the darkness. Beside the throne were two slightly smaller ones to each side, Palpatine occupied the largest one, whist Vader was to his right, but the one to his left was empty. Luke was making his way over to the thrones, three glasses in hand. He climbed the three small steps and placed a glass down on the arm of his father's chair.

"Here have some whiskey." He offered, a smile playing across his lips, this time he could see as his fathers lips turned into a grin.

"You don't forget, do you, my son."

"How could I? You almost killed Han that day, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm remember." He took a sip of the whiskey. Immediately he regretted it as the spirit burnt his throat as it travelled trough his body, leaving warmth in it's path.

"Wow that's strong." He chocked.

"Well I'm am guessing that you haven't had even a sip for over 20 years, my son." The emperor guessed

"In that you are correct, father." He put the glass on the chair arm and sat back.

Luke took a couple of sips and felt himself relax, as the tension left him. They watched as the night wore on, they talked about topics relating to Luke's latest mission which Vader hadn't heard about. Then about whether they thought Leia's child would be a boy or a girl, Luke had betted a boy, whilst his father had predicted a girl and Palpatine had simply said, "Let fate decide."

The music in the distance loudened, clearly marking the time for the first dance, those that were on the dance floor quickly cleared away as Han and Leia took centre stage.

It was a slow song, but not too mournfully slow, it had beat and rhythm. Gradually they made their way into the dance, soon they were gliding effortlessly across the wooden floor as if they were dancing on water, the dance that so elegant that the room was silent a part from the soft music.

Luke scanned the crowds, he spotted the red hair amongst a group of women, he turned to the older Sith, "If you'll excuse me..." he stated as he rose to his feet and swept away into the crowds of people. He followed her presence in the force through the maze of people, till he found her.

"Care to dance?" he asked offering her his hand, she blushed slightly before taking the hand offered, he led her to the dance floor.

They came beside Han and Leia who were currently in a slow dance, they copied the dance, his arms around her waist, her arms around his neck they swayed from side to side in time with the beautiful music that was like a lullaby to their ears.

"Mara Jade, you know what..." he began.

"What?" She questioned.

"I think I'm in love." He stated.

Mara rested her head on his shoulder basking in his embrace, "I think I know the feeling."

Palpatine and Vader watched as bother and sister danced side by side with the people that they loved.

"I believe that there will be another wedding coming up, don't you agree, my son?" Palpatine mused.

"Indeed, it seems the future is getting brighter every day." Vader replied as he watched his son dance in time with the music, he took a sip of whiskey, a sensation that he had gotten used to over the past few hours.

"Or maybe not, there is going to be a child in the palace soon. I heard they cry at night, a lot." Vader informed, knowing that neither of them had any experience of raising a child, even though they both have them

"I've heard that too, maybe I should invest in some sound proof walls." Palpatine suggested.

"I believe that will be a good idea." Vader lifted his glass, "To the future."

Palpatine raised his glass, "To the future." He echoed.

THE BEST FEELING

IN THE WHOLE

WORLD IS WATCHING

THINGS FINALLY

FALL INTO PLACE

AFTER WATCHING

THEM FALL APART

FOR SO LONG.

Wow. When I began writing this chapter I never expected that any of what has just happened, would happen. I'm sorry if I didn't get the wedding vows and stuff right but I've only been to one, and I zoned out for most of it.

Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this really long chapter PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW.

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