Oh My Gosh I am SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that this took so long! The first day I had writers block because I couldn't link my idea's together but after that I didn't post because I was so busy. I'm afraid it's going to start getting like that guys because school is about to start and I have one very busy year ahead of me. I will post as much as I possibly can because I want to write this story too, and I hate making you guys wait for the next chapters! I really hope that you guys are enjoying my story, I love all of the feedback I get from you, thank you so much! Thank's for all the positive reviews, I'm glad to see everyone's eagerly following A Father's Son's sequel! Please, please don't forget to review, and Enjoy!

(Alternate Timeline)

Anakin left the Council room, frowning, in deep thought. It had definitely been a . . . peculiar meeting, that was for sure. Anakin clasped his hands behind his back, staring at the floor as he pondered on what had been discussed.

There had been a shift in The Force: all of them had felt it. A darkness had fallen over the galaxy, and Anakin couldn't help but feel that it was a familiar darkness to him. Repressing a shudder, Anakin glanced around him, pushing the thoughts away. He could worry about the darkness later, after The Council had traced it's source. Right now, he had to gather his kids and tell them the truth he had kept from them far too long.

His eyes roamed the hall as he looked for his daughter. Obi-Wan was just now coming out of The Council room, though it seemed Leia wasn't with him. Anakin frowned, approaching Obi-Wan.

"Where's Leia?"

Obi-Wan gave him a curious look. "She went to watch Luke and Galen spar. Why do you ask?"

Anakin sighed. "Luke had a dream . . . it was about the future that the other Luke changed. He saw what his future might have been, and he's confused . . ."

Obi-Wan seemed a little surprised. "I would be too. So . . . Luke's gaining the other Luke's memories?"

Anakin shook his head. "I guess so. As far as I'm aware, it's the first time this has happened, so I think it's just beginning."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to tell the twins the truth. Apparently it's time they learned."

Obi-Wan and Anakin fell into step side by side. "Do you know if this is going to continue? Luke getting the memories?"

Anakin shook his head. "I have no idea. I don't know if it will be just Luke either. Perhaps Leia will start getting the memories of the other reality, or even us."

Obi-Wan sighed. "I guess we don't really have any way of knowing. This has never happened before . . . to our knowledge anyway."

Anakin couldn't agree more. "Yes, we have no idea what we're in for, or how any of this will turn out."

"Though it's good you're finally telling them the truth about what happened," Obi-Wan told him.

"Yes, it is. It's something I've been putting off far too long anyway."

The two reached the doors to the training hall, their eyes immediately falling on Galen and Luke sparring in the middle of the room. Leia stood off to the side in her white Jedi clothes, her hair pulled up into her signature side buns as she watched the two, arms crossed over her chest. Anakin strode up to his daughter, standing beside her.

"So who's winning?" he asked simply.

Leia turned and smiled at him before giving a soft laugh. "It's a stalemate right now, as always. I don't know if one of them will ever win these matches."

Anakin chuckled. "Yes, they do seem good at that."

Leia was silent for a few more moments before she spoke again. "Father . . . Luke said you wanted to talk about something to the two of us, something important."

Anakin nodded. "Always right to the point, aren't you Leia?" he chuckled.

Leia blushed. "Well, he didn't tell me what it was about, and I was wondering if you would."

Anakin rubbed the back of his neck a little. "It's something I probably should have told the two of you a long, long time ago, and Luke brought to my attention that it's time I pulled myself together and told you two the truth."

"The truth about what?" Leia asked wearily.

"You'll see."

Obi-Wan came to stand beside them, and Leia stood a little straighter once she realized her Master was there. "Have you done any sparring my young Padawan?" Obi-Wan asked Leia, his eyes remaining fixed on Luke and Galen's duel.

Anakin smiled a little at the familiar tone of Obi-Wan's voice. Leia shook her head. "No Master. I"ve been watching these two spar."

"Perhaps, after your talk with your father, you should practice as well," Obi-Wan said.

Leia nodded. "Yes Master."

Anakin smiled and cleared his throat rather loudly. The two young men looked up from their spar for a moment, and upon seeing the two Master's sheathed their sabers. Galen crossed his arms over his chest and a look of anticipation crossed Luke's face. "Are we going Father?"

Anakin nodded. "We've got a lot to talk about. The sooner the better."

Luke nodded. "Alright." He turned to Galen with a slight smile. "I'll see you later Starkiller."

Galen rolled his eyes and chuckled just a little under his breath. "Of course you will."

Luke shook his head and then joined his father and sister as they all walked out of the training room. Obi-Wan was close behind them, and Luke failed to hide his surprise.

"Uncle Obi-Wan, you're coming too?" he asked curiously.

Obi-Wan nodded. "Of course. I played a part in this too if I may say so myself. Even if it was a rather small part."

Luke frowned a little. "What we don't know is . . . rather big, isn't it?"

Anakin nodded. "Besides your mother, only the members of the Jedi Council know the truth. The ones that were there anyway."

Leia was confused apparently, though Luke was startled. "Some of the Council Members don't even know?"

Anakin shook his head. "Not at all."

"This must be one big secret you're about to tell us Father," Leia mused.

"It is. You won't find this information in any school, in any training session, or anywhere in the Jedi archives. In fact, Obi-Wan is the only other person right now who knows I'm about to tell you this."

Anakin could feel Luke was starting to feel uneasy, and he put an arm around his son's shoulders. "It's alright Luke, you'll both understand once you know the truth."

Luke sighed. "Alright Father . . ."

When the small party arrived at 500 Republica, Padme was there to greet them all. "Well this is a surprise. I thought you would all be at the Jedi Temple much longer. And Obi-Wan too! Ani, why didn't you tell me? What's going on?" she asked, confused.

Luke's father smiled wanly gave his mother a soft kiss on the cheek. "The kids have brought something to my attention."

Padme peered curiously at the twins. "Brought what to your attention?"

"It's time to tell them about Luke. The other Luke."

Padme froze, shock rolling off her in waves before she very slowly nodded. "I . . . I see. Alright then . . . children . . . Master Kenobi . . . come on in to the living room. We can . . . talk there."

Luke's nerves only grew with his mother's reaction, and he followed her cautiously inside, his stomach doing flips the entire time.

Anakin and Padme sat together on one couch, Luke and Leia on another, and Obi-Wan sat in a chair beside Anakin and Padme. The old man was obviously deep in thought, stroking his beard as he observed Luke with a sharp eye that made Luke squirm a little in his seat despite his Jedi training. Obi-Wan tended to have that effect on him.

Anakin cleared his throat and all eyes pivoted to focus on him.

"I think that we need to start with where . . . Jedi Luke came from," Anakin said hesitantly. When no one argued with him he continued on. "It was during the battle of Cato Neimoidia: Obi-Wan and I were leading the troops in an assault against the citadel, and we were just about to move in for the attack when there was . . . a flux in The Force, and a very bright flash of light."

Luke peered curiously at his father. It was well known Jedi Luke had arrived with his father from Cato Neimoidia, but he had never heard about this.

"Upon further inspection, we found a young man where the light had just appeared, armed with a light saber and nothing else. The only name he would give was Luke. Nothing more. He insisted he was Jedi, and considering we were under heavy attack at the time and could feel no deceit from him, we let him come," Obi-Wan said.

"I didn't trust him," Anakin admitted sheepishly.

Obi-Wan waved a dismissive hand. "Yes, well, you were a very un-trusting person at the time, with every reason to be."

Anakin shook his head. "Anyway, we learned quickly that Luke wasn't . . . from that time."

"What do you mean not from that time? Are you saying he was from the future, or the past?" Leia asked incredulously.

"From the future," Anakin confirmed. "I didn't believe it at first, but slowly . . . I came to realize he was telling the truth. I trusted almost everything that Luke said, though what he didn't say caused me to doubt him at the same time," Anakin said with a frown.

Luke shook his head, still recovering from the initial shock of the news. "Alright, he was from the future, but what has that got to do with us?"

Anakin sighed. "Apparently . . . in Luke's time . . . I . . ."

Luke was shocked. He had never seen his father this deeply ashamed before, or seen him in such a mourning state. Unrest and sorrow was drifting over him, and Luke frowned.

"I was originally supposed to fall victim to Darth Sidious' lies and become his apprentice Darth Vader, ending the Republic and the Jedi Order alike," Anakin rushed out.

Silence filled the room. Sorrow at the memory seemed to settle over the elders in the room, while the two young Jedi sat in further shock, too stunned to even breathe it seemed.

"When Jedi Luke came back, he swore to change my fate, and he did. He's the reason that we're together as a family, even now."

"And he paid with his life for us to be together," Luke said. "Why?"

Anakin gave a small, sorrowful smile. "He didn't die Luke. I . . . I thought he did. I watched Sidious run him through the chest right in front of me. I thought he'd died in my arms. But he didn't. Probably ten days after you were born, he came to visit me one last time, so that I would know he wasn't dead, that he had survived. But he had to leave, to go back to his own time."

Luke shook his head. "So the entire Republic thinks he was just a Jedi who randomly appeared and sacrificed his life to stop a plot against the Republic. Meanwhile he really altered the entire course of history, saved probably millions, billions of lives, and so much more. That's . . . a really big secret."

"That's not even all," Obi-Wan said grimly, giving Luke's father a pointed look. Luke trained his gaze firmly on his father. What else could there possibly be? What would his father be saving for last? What had caused him to keep this secret for so long? The questions spun around in his head at a dizzying rate, adding even more questions to the mix, and Luke had to take several deep breaths to refocus on his father.

"Luke," Anakin said softly, holding his gaze. "Jedi Luke's full name . . . was Luke Skywalker."

(Original Timeline)

Luke sat up in bed with a groan, a hand on his head. He had seen more flashes of his childhood in his sleep, and his head throbbed a little.

"Luke, Galen, come in, stop playing Sith and Jedi!" his mother's voice called.

"Aw!" both boys wined for a moment, throwing away the sticks they had been using as light sabers in their game.

"Next time, I get to be the Jedi," Galen said.

Luke rubbed his forehead. Galen . . . an apparent childhood friend. Somehow he knew the full name. Galen Marek. He knew that name from somewhere in this lifetime, he just couldn't place where . . .

Then it dawned on him. Galen Marek . . . Starkiller . . . the founder of the Rebellion! Luke was in shock as the realization came over him. In the future he had created for his other self he was friends with the founder of the Rebellion!

Luke shifted uncomfortably as a darker side of that thought came to him.

Starkiller was also Darth Vader's apprentice for years after Vader had killed Starkiller's father . . .

Luke shivered a little at the thought, but pushed it away. That wasn't a thought for now. Things were different in that time, obviously. Starkiller had a much happier life, just as Luke and his sister did.

Luke, Leia, and Galen stood tense under the gaze of The Council. Leia beamed in her pride, Galen tried to remain indifferent despite the smug happiness Luke could sense him trying to smother, and Luke did his best to keep a humble approach to what they all knew was coming. Why else would The Council call in the three younglings?

Master Yoda seemed to chuckle a little. "Know why you are here, do you?"

When his fellow younglings didn't answer, Luke spoke up. "Because we've been chosen to become Padawans?"

Luke saw a smile flash across his father's face out of the corner of his eye, and knew he was correct.

Master Yoda nodded. "Mmmm, correct, you are."

Master Plo Koon spoke from his chair. "Initiate Marek: Master Kota has agreed to train you."

Galen visibly stood straighter, probably overjoyed with his new Master. He got along really well with Kota.

Obi-Wan and Luke's father, who sat side by side in the Council Room, shared a quick smile, a silent message seeming to pass between the two best friends before Obi-Wan spoke.

"Initiate Leia Skywalker . . . I've decided to take you as my Padawan, as I did your father."

Leia beamed with happiness at being paired with Uncle Obi-Wan, and Luke couldn't help but feel a small twinge of disappointment. It seemed a part of him really wanted to learn The Force from his father's best friend, to be the twin trained by the same man who trained their father.

"And, Initiate Luke Skywalker . . ." Yoda started, letting the words hand in the air. Luke glanced curiously around the room despite himself. Who had taken him on as a Padawan?

"Will be with me."

Luke's head snapped up when he heard his father speak, and any jealously he'd felt towards Leia for being trained by Uncle Obi-Wan vanished almost instantaneously as he suddenly swelled with his overwhelming sense of joy. He was going to be trained by his father . . .

Luke sighed as the memory drifted away, closing his eyes as he leaned his head against the wall. He was glad the other him had gotten to train under his father, though it was bittersweet at the same time, seeing the life he could have had and knowing that it was a different version of him that got to live that life.

A knock at Luke's door kept his thoughts from taking a dangerous turn, and he looked up. Sensing who it was, he frowned.

"Come in," he called quietly.

Leia carefully entered the room, keeping her eyes averted as she closed the door behind her. However when she finally did speak, she took care to look Luke in the eyes. "Luke . . . I need to ask you something."

Luke sat up a little in bed as Leia approached, taking the seat next to him. "Of course, you know you can ask me anything."

Leia sighed. "Have you been having . . . dreams lately?"

Luke perked up a little at this. Was his sister starting to have these dreams Luke had been having? Was she seeing the life she could have had, seeing how their father truly was? Seeing him as Anakin Skywalker, not Darth Vader?

"Yes, I have. You have too, haven't you? But they don't feel like dreams, they feel like memories, but you know they're not," Luke stated.

Leia nodded slowly and somewhat reluctantly. "Yes . . . what are they?"

"They're the memories of our other selves, in the . . . I guess you could say alternate future I created when I went back in time."

"Why are we having them?" Leia asked desperately.

"I don't know Leia." He hesitated, unsure if he should press further, but he still decided to anyway. "Have you seen father in your dreams? I'm telling you Leia, he's nothing like Vader, and—"

"Luke, I don't want to hear it, alright!" Leia suddenly cried out, cutting him off. "I don't want these dreams, I don't want to see this other version of him, all it brings is pain! It's a life I will never have because he took it away from us with what he did, and I can never forgive him for everything that he has done, no matter what I see in these visions!"

She stood up sharply, her eyes watering. "I'm glad you're still alright Luke but I need to go back to bed, and I suggest you do the same!"

Before Luke could so much as say her name, Leia turned on her heel and stormed out the door, leaving Luke alone in his room once again. He groaned and leaned his head against the wall once again.

Why did I say that? All I did was make her even angrier, he thought grimly. Perhaps this was something that Leia would need to come to terms with without Luke's help . . .