Hello, Everyone! The writing for this chapter kept flowing, to the point to where I had to break it up into two chapters. So, the next chapter will quickly follow this one. Thanks for your continued interest!

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Obi-Wan made his way steadily down the hall of the Rebel base toward the hanger. Luke, now a very skilled and gifted pilot, would be landing soon. Several Rebel squadrons had been fighting in a harrowing dogfight that saw the annihilation of the Star Destroyer that had been close to discovering their hidden base.

As soon as the Star Destroyer had been detected, Obi-Wan had sent his son on a stealth mission to knock out the ship's communication array. The rest of their fighters and gunships had been hiding behind a nearby moon, ready to move in as soon as Luke had accomplished his mission. The communication array's destruction had prevented the Star Destroyer from reporting the attack of Rebel fighters, which would have told the Imperials there was a nearby Rebel base. Thank the Force, the need to abandon yet another base was averted.

In the last couple of years, Obi-Wan had been spending more and more time in known space helping the Rebel cause. Bail Organa had called him out of the blue, practically begging Obi-Wan to come and lead the Rebellion. Obi-Wan had agreed to help – to offer advice, strategy, and his skills where needed – but had declined the full-on leadership role offered. He hadn't felt it was right to simply walk in after years in exile and take over a movement that had been organized and led well by others thus far.

It had become evident, though, as he worked with the Rebel leaders, that they truly wanted Obi-Wan to do just that. He was once again General Kenobi, a title which brought back many unpleasant memories of the Clone Wars. No amount of cajoling or protesting on his part had changed their determination to call him by that rank. He'd finally given up trying. And recently, he had finally taken on the formal role of Rebellion leader.

Luke and Leia had started joining him on these trips to help the Rebellion maybe six months after he began them. Their skills were exceptional, and they were ready to face life outside of their hidden sanctuary. Luke was very powerful in the Force, skilled, though hard-headed and brash at times. Leia was less powerful in the Force, but full of determination and inner-strength. Upon entering the Rebellion, Luke had immediately joined the ranks of the fighter pilots, and had quickly risen to the rank of Squadron Leader.

One of the leaders of the Rebellion, former senator Mon Mothma, had taken Leia under her wing. Obi-Wan couldn't think of a better mentor for his daughter, who was destined for political leadership. Mon Mothma had taken on a more active, full-time leadership role in the Rebellion since the senate had been disbanded by the emperor. Obviously, Sidious had felt he no longer needed the facade of democracy the presence of the senate (who had been reduced to mere figureheads) provided. Amazingly, Bail Organa had been able to maintain the illusion of his loyalty to the Empire, so he still played that role in order to gain as much information as he could. He was King of Alderaan now, so he was better positioned to help the Rebellion in his current capacity.

Garen was also here at the base with them. This was his second visit into known space. He was becoming a jack-of-all-trades, having spent time learning with the healers, the mechanics, and the base administrators. The eighteen-year-old was also learning what it was like to be a magnet for the opposite sex. The extremely handsome boy was garnering attention from many young females at the base. Obi-Wan couldn't help but sympathize, having dealt with the same kind of attention.

Garen was dealing with the attention much as he had in his youth – with embarrassment and shyness. Unlike Obi-Wan, though, Garen had no experience dealing with females to whom he wasn't related. A definite drawback of their seclusion was a lack in social skills – skills that have to be learned by experience.

"Daddy!"

Obi-Wan halted his progress as he waited for Leia to catch up with him. "Hi, Princess." He slung his arm around his daughter's shoulders as they continued down the hallway.

"You did it, Daddy. You kept us from having to abandon the base." Leia beamed up at her father.

"Luke did it, you mean. He's the one who actually destroyed the array."

Leia rolled her eyes at the typical response from her dad. "Yes, Daddy, but it was YOUR idea!" She loved her father with all her heart, but sometimes his ingrained humility was a tad frustrating.

Chuckling at his daughter's exasperation, he planted a kiss on her temple. "Well, I'm glad I'm just the guy coming up with the ideas. I don't miss flying in combat situations. It can be very...nauseating."

Leia laughed knowingly. Her father could even manage to get nauseous in the flight simulator back home. "How in the world did you manage during the Clone Wars?"

"One of my best friends was a healer, so she kept me well-supplied with medication for flight sickness."

Ah, Leia thought, one of the many friends he lost in the purge. She tightened the arm she had looped around her father's waist in empathy.

Obi-Wan continued. "Actually, most of the time I was too busy trying to keep up with Anakin to even spare a thought for the nausea."

The sperm donor, Leia thought sourly. She refused to call Anakin Skywalker her father in any way, shape, or form. She hated the thought that her blood kin was a traitor to everything she has come to love – the Jedi; the Republic she's never experienced, but learned about through her parents and Master Yoda; individual liberty; her mother; and most of all, her true father, Obi-Wan.

"Leia..." Obi-Wan's soft voice spoke in warning. He didn't like the hostile feelings Leia had developed for Anakin. They were counterproductive for a Jedi. And it didn't change the fact that the man had sired her.

"Yes, Daddy?" Leia looked up at him, appearing and sounding completely innocent.

Obi-Wan just sighed and shook his head, a wry smile on his face, as they entered the cavernous hanger to await Luke's return. They had only been standing there a few minutes when...

"Obi-Wan?"

He turned toward the young woman who had called his name. "Yes?" She looked kind of familiar.

"It IS you! You're alive!" The woman could see the slight confusion on his face. "I'm Kira."

Recognition dawned in Obi-Wan's eyes. "Kira! My goodness!" He pulled her into a welcoming hug. "No wonder I didn't recognize you! It's been twenty years since I last saw you!"

Kira pulled back with a smile, taking in the changes in the man before her. Some gray was interspersed with the red-gold hair, age lines were around the eyes and mouth, but he was still incredibly handsome, and still looked lean and fit. "All these years I thought you were dead, and the Jedi Order completely extinct. I've never been so glad to be wrong in my life!"

Kira turned as she heard a couple men speaking behind her. She gestured to one of them. "I think you know my husband, James," she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

The tall, dark-haired man approaching them stopped in his tracks. "Obi-Wan?"

"James?"

Obi-Wan was quickly yanked into a bear-hug by the taller man. "You're alive! We thought you were killed in the purge!" James pulled back to look at him. "You look great!"

"Ahem."

Obi-Wan turned to Leia, whom he had completely forgotten about in his excitement. "I'm sorry, Princess." He put his arm around his daughter's shoulders and pulled her to his side. "Kira, James, this is my daughter, Leia."

"Your daughter?" Kira wasn't sure she'd heard right.

"Yes, mine and Padmė's."

Leia flinched when Kira let out a whoop of delight. She didn't know quite what to make of these two. How did they know her father?

"I knew you and Padmė belonged together! I knew it all along!" Kira shared a happy smile with her husband.

Obi-Wan smiled at Kira's enthusiasm. "Leia's twin brother, Luke, is Red Squadron Leader. We came here to welcome him back."

"Ah," James gave Obi-Wan a pleased smile. "So, you have two children."

Obi-Wan cleared his throat sheepishly. "Actually, we have ten."

Husband and wife gaped at their former caretaker. "Ten?"

"Yes." Obi-Wan laughed. "My eighteen-year-old son, Garen, is working with the healers right now. Padmė and the other seven are at the sanctuary where we've been hiding since the purge. Master Yoda is there, as well."

James and Kira exchanged a look of joy. "Master Yoda is alive, also? That's wonderful!"

"Yes. He and I have been training all of the children in the Jedi ways. They will each serve the new Jedi Order as their gifts and skills permit."

Kira shot Obi-Wan an ironic look. "I take it the whole non-attachment rule is a thing of the past?"

"It has been altered. Jedi will be able to have formalized attachments as they prove that they are mature enough and dedicated enough to handle the attachment and still do their duty as a Jedi. It will be a privilege that is earned."

James nodded his head. "That sounds very fair. Are there any other Jedi survivors? What about Master Windu?"

"No, I'm afraid he was killed just before the purge began. Yoda and I are the sole survivors, as far as we know." Obi-Wan perked up as a thought dawned. "What about Devin? How is he?"

James laughed. "That is who we are waiting for right now. He's with the Yellow Squadron. He'll be thrilled to death to see you!"

Leia looked at the two curiously. "How is it you didn't hear about my father being here?"

Kira smiled at her. "We only arrived here this morning. We were involved with the Rebellion underground on Coruscant, and we'd heard rumors that there was a new Rebellion leader. No name was actually mentioned, though."

"Good!" There was fire in Leia's eyes. "That's how it should be. His identity must remain a secret for as long as possible. If the emperor were to find out..." Leia shivered at the thought. "He would like only too well to get his claws into my father."

Obi-Wan pulled Leia tighter to his side. "Yes, he would. But we can't rely on maintaining the secret for long." He hadn't told his daughter, or anyone other than Yoda, how inevitable another encounter with Sidious felt in the Force.

As they waited for Luke and Devin, they explained to Leia the story of how they all knew each other. Leia worked to release the slight feeling of jealousy these revelations evoked. Obi-Wan had been like a father to James, Kira, and Devin a while before she was even born. Then she chastised herself. She was a Jedi, and she shouldn't feel such petty jealousy in the first place.

The roar of several fighter engines reverberated off the walls, interrupting Leia's thoughts. She smiled as she spotted her brother's X-wing. As the canopy popped open she started running over to greet him, her father following at a calmer pace. She could feel her brother's joy through their bond. "You did it, Luke, you did it!"

Luke grinned from ear to ear as he climbed down. "We all did it!" As soon as his feet hit the ground, his arms were full of his laughing sister. He looked up as his dad approached. He could sense the pride emanating from him, which made Luke feel a little taller.

"Wonderful job, Luke. You saved us all from having to flee for our lives, again." Obi-Wan hugged his son tightly.

Pulling back, Luke looked into his father's eyes. "Only because you came up with the idea."

"That's what I told him." Leia sandwiched herself in between her brother and father, happily walking with her arm around each as they made their way back toward the entrance to the base. She wanted to just have a nice, quiet evening with her father and two brothers, but knew it was probably not to be. Her father was the leader of the Rebellion, and he had very little free time. Leia was learning to accept a small fraction of the time with her father than what she used to enjoy. Leia sighed. Her father had also just had a reunion with children he had taken care of once upon a time. He would probably want to take the time to get to know them as adults. Leia couldn't deny him that. They were in a tough fight; they had to take pleasure and happiness where they could find it.