Okay guys, here's the final chapter. Thanks again to everyone that reviewed, even when it didn't seem like this story would ever be finished. I hope you guys like it! :D

Obi-Wan's funeral took place on Coruscant following their arrival. Upon hearing of his death, there was sadness amid the Order. Yoda and Master Windu's backup had arrived only in time to help the group outside the cave and not in time to save Obi-Wan. Still, the grief was short. It was better to be joyful for those who joined to Force, as Yoda had stated.

At the funeral, Leia stood with Han and Luke. She hadn't seen Anakin all day and it hadn't really hit her until the funeral. Where he could've been, she couldn't guess. When they returned just yesterday, Anakin and Luke had been excited to meet Jaina and Jacen. The meeting had taken place as soon as they got to the Council room and found Sola with the twins. A fond smile came to Leia's face as she remembered Luke and Anakin's joy towards the infants.

"That must be Master Obi-Wan's padawan," Luke murmured to Leia.

Leia frowned, looking through the fiery pyre to where Anakin stood. That explained that, then. As she looked the padawan, she realized Anakin must be taking on the training where Obi-Wan had left off.

When Leia saw the young girl in padawan robes standing just behind Anakin, she knew why Obi-Wan had never told her who his new padawan was. He knew it was likely to resurface the horrid memories of just a year prior.

The girl's blonde hair was cut carelessly short, angling forward. Her blue eyes were narrowed and hardened in spite. At what, it was unsure. Most likely at the entire universe.

Eliann Braske had changed in the year since her older sister's funeral. She was no longer an innocent child. She had had her first dealing with death.

Leia could clearly remember the day that Janey told her she'd be having a little brother or sister. They had just been approaching the end of their youngling years. Leia hadn't seen much of Eliann after she was born, only when she was on Coruscant and happened to run into the Braskes. It had come as a surprise to Leia to see Eliann as a youngling at Janey's funeral a year ago. She hadn't noted it until later, however.

Now, the pain of the loss of Janey struck her once more, but now she was grieving the older sister Eliann lost. She knew how much Eliann had idolized Janey. To lose her must've cost her unspeakable sadness.

Anakin laid his hand on Eliann's shoulder. Eliann glanced up at him, then returned her eyes to what was in front of her. Leia stopped breathing for a moment as Eliann noticed her across the fire. There was no way to say whether she blamed Leia or not for Janey's death.

To Leia's surprise, and relief, Eliann offered the slightest of smiles. Her eyes lost a bit of hardness as she met Leia's familiar face. Leia returned the smile softly.

"It's Janey's younger sister," Leia whispered back to Luke. "Eliann."

Luke turned to Leia, surprise evident on his face. "I forgot Janey had a younger sister." He was quiet a moment. "She seems quite powerful. She'll make a nice Jedi."

Leia nodded her agreement. She focused her attention on Han as he squeezed her hand. He was giving her a small smile. She returned it, leaning into him as he embraced his arm around her.

Luke stood in front of the Jedi Council just a day after Obi-Wan's funeral, Mara Jade at his side. He was prepared to ask about completing Mara's training.

"You want to train this…sith clan member?" Master Windu asked, raising an eyebrow at Luke. He looked as if he was questioning Luke's sanity.

"She's not a sith," Luke insisted, "She never has been. The whole clan was deceived by Jerakah. The rule of two stands. Jerakah and…an apprentice." He turned to Mara now. "Did he have an apprentice?"

Mara shifted slightly. "I was meant to become his new apprentice, after a different sith that your father killed during the first attack. He would've started my training as soon as he had you, your father, and your sister."

Master Windu steepled his hands in his lap. "How are we to believe she's not already become a sith, and is just shielding the Dark Side influence in her?"

"Can't you feel it?" Luke asked, sweeping his eyes around the Council members. Obi-Wan's seat was empty. "Can't you feel the good in her?"

Yoda's eyes closed briefly. "In her, darkness, I sense. But, being driven away, it is. Cause of this, is there?"

"With Jerakah's death, many clan members were released from his influence. Without it, they're just misguided Force-sensitives, in the wrong place at the wrong time," Luke explained. "I sensed it the day I met Mara. Her eyes have no deception, no sith contamination turning them yellow. They're clear."

"Confused, your destiny is. Though, clearing, it is," Yoda spoke to Mara.

"My fate was so twisted, I couldn't even see what I was meant to be anymore," Mara murmured, meeting Yoda's gaze. "A sith, a Jedi. I couldn't tell. But Skywa- Luke- made it clear by offering this path. I want to become a Jedi Knight."

"She's already mostly trained," Luke hurried to add, "She needs guidance and a small amount of training to finish it."

"And complete it, you will?" Yoda asked in…amusement?

"If permitted, yes," Luke answered.

Yoda shared a glance with Master Windu. A nod passed between them. "Concerns, does the Council have?" Yoda addressed the rest of the Council, looking around the room.

Ki-Adi-Mundi looked as though he'd speak up, but then thought another moment and said nothing. Then, he did say, "How do we know she isn't already teetering towards the Dark Side? What if her training is completed just to have her become a real sith?"

"Isn't that the risk every master takes, just by training another?" Luke asked. "They try their hardest, but sometimes that isn't good enough? How is one to know it won't happen? I can't assure it won't, but I can tell you that everything I sense in Mara is good."

Yoda was nodding, a grin on his wrinkled face. "Agree with you, I will have to. Answered well, you have. Allow you to train Mara Jade, we will."

Luke felt a relieved grin form on his face. He remembered to bow to the Council members. "Thank you, Masters." Mentally, he reminded Mara to do the same.

Somewhat grudgingly, Mara bowed also. "Thank you." She followed Luke out of the Council room. Luke thought he heard Yoda's laugh as the door closed.

Mara walked beside Luke as they left the Temple. "Now what, Master Skywalker?"

"You called me Luke," Luke pointed out, instead of answering her.

Mara shrugged, not meeting his gaze. "Seemed more appropriate. Isn't it like, protocol to call you 'Master' though?"

"Not right now," Luke assured her, grinning. "Just call me Luke again."

Now she looked at him, confused by his request. She paused in her walk, so he did also. "Why? What difference does it make?"

Luke shrugged. "I like how it sounds." It gave their relationship a certain intimacy that Luke clung to like oxygen.

Mara studied his face for a long moment before grinning slyly. "Luke."

Without warning, Luke grabbed her face and pressed his lips to hers. She responded with shock initially, but then melted into his kiss. When he pulled back, he was blushing. "I can't believe I just did that."

Mara laughed. "I can't believe it either. I had no idea you were so bold, Luke." She grinned slyly once more. "How long have you wanted to do that? Honestly."

Luke felt his blush darken, his cheeks warm. "Since I met you? It was subconscious, though." He shrugged. "How long have you wanted me to do that?"

Mara shrugged in return. "Didn't really occur to me before. But," she smirked, "I know that I want you to do it again."

Luke's eyes widened. "Really?" At her nod, he grinned. After they broke apart this time, Luke's mouth was working of its own accord, speaking thoughts he didn't even know existed. "Marry me, Mara."

Both of them were shocked by his words. Luke couldn't tell who was more shocked, though. "Excuse me?" Mara asked sharply.

Luke plowed on ahead, sensing no other way out. He was looking at Mara's surprised face and could feel his heart warm just by seeing it. "In you, I see the future. My future. Marry me, Mara," he repeated, softer this time. He took her hand in his own. "I love you."

Mara shook her head, her mouth open but no words coming from it. "We just started…"

"It's been a long time coming," Luke murmured, "I think I've always known, subconsciously at least. That's why I've always felt inclined to you."

Mara shook her head again, looking away. She took a deep breath and looked back, determination in her bright green eyes. "Yes."

Luke gaped at her in surprise. "Really?" When she nodded amusedly, a grin broke on his face. He kissed her again, making her laugh into it.

A few short months later, Leia and Han were at Luke and Mara's wedding. Han beside Luke, as Luke had once done for him. Leia was in the front row with Padmé and Anakin, Jaina and Jacen in her arms. A brilliant grin was directed at her brother. He returned it, though his was more nervous. Han said something quietly to Luke. Probably teasing him about being nervous, Leia mused to herself with a roll of her eyes. Han was just as nervous on their wedding day.

As the doors opened behind her, Leia turned with the rest of the crowd to watch Mara enter. She was alone, since her father was killed years ago. She didn't seem to mind, her eyes trained on Luke. Leia turned back to her brother and saw the stunned look on his face, love mixed in. It brought another smile to her face and tears to her eyes. Luke was really getting married and he really loved Mara. And, most surprising, Mara really loved him in return.

Mara joined Luke in front of the officiator, their hands joined between them. Leia caught Anakin reach for Padmé's hand out of the corner of her eye. Han winked at her from beside Luke.

Leia felt her smile stretch further as Luke and Mara sealed their love with a kiss. It reminded her of her own wedding a year ago, the joy she had felt being bound to Han for eternity. She could feel nothing but happiness for Luke. He had found love in a completely unexpected place, but found it nonetheless. As she pulled the sleeping Jaina and Jacen closer to herself, Leia felt a sense of sheer peace. Everything was right. For now.