Hello hello! I saw when I last updated this story today and I had a heart attack O_o I hadn't realized it had been that long already. I am sooooo sorry. And yes James Ryan, I see that my lack of updating was killing you. I'm sorry hahaha. I feel your pain, I have a few stories like that I'm following. They're really good but hardly ever updated...I'm trying! I promise you I am! haha. It's just hard to find the time, but I'm making the efforts and I'm typing whenever I can. Anyway, enough of my rambling: Here is the much anticipated chapter: thank you for all of the reviews, I absolutely love your feedback, and please continue to review! Enjoy!

(Altered Timeline)

When Luke and his father returned to the apartment, he was immediately met by his twin, pacing nervously on the veranda. As soon as the pair appeared from the ship, she was right in their face. "You're both going to Korriban?" she asked, her voice demanding an explanation.

"How did you know already?" Luke asked, confused.

"Uncle Obi-Wan told mother."

Anakin grimaced beside Luke. "I better go talk to her then. She's going to be worried."

Leia scowled. "That's an understatement."

Anakin paused, raising an eyebrow at her tone of voice. "Leia, are you alright?"

Luke eyed his sister. She seemed…confused. And it was obvious that she was struggling to suppress strong feelings as well. What was puzzling to Luke was the fact that it seemed Leia was confused by the feelings she was suppressing.

Leia sighed. "I just…it's hard to explain, I just feel really frustrated and angry right now for some reason…" she mumbled.

Anakin's frown seemed to deepen at her explanation. "Perhaps the two of us should have a talk before your brother and I leave for Korriban as well…"

Leia nodded in agreement as Anakin put a hand on her shoulder. "Yes Father."

Anakin gave her a reassuring smile before he disappeared into the house, obviously looking for the twin's mother. Luke turned back to his sister.

"The Council has sensed a dark presence originating there, and they're sending Galen, Father, and me to investigate it."

As expected, that only worried Leia further. "Luke, are you sure—"

"I'll be fine Leia," Luke reassured her, laughing a little despite himself. "I'll be with Father and Galen as well, I couldn't be safer."

Leia gave an agitated huff. "I still don't like it. I feel like something bad might happen…"

Luke sighed. "Well, if anything happens, I promise you we'll make it out all right, okay?"

She seemed a little reluctant, but let it go. "Alright…I'll hold you to that."

Luke chuckled with a shake of his head. "So can we go inside now?"

Leia smiled a little. "Yes, we can, of course."

The pair slipped inside, glancing towards the room they could sense their parents in. Their mother seemed agitated, though Luke knew his Father would be able to calm her down. His sister sat down on the couch with a slight frown, shifting restlessly in her seat. Luke sighed a little and sat next to her. "What's wrong?"

Leia shook her head. "Luke," she said softly, obviously wanting this part of the conversation to be heard between the two of them. "Ever since you started getting your dreams…well, you know I've been getting my own, but…now…I'm getting feelings too and…I don't know why but when Father's around I suddenly feel so angry at him, and there's this horrible hatred…I don't know why I'm feeling like this Luke, I love Father, but for some reason I can't shake these feelings."

Luke frowned, feeling a deep unease settle over him. This couldn't be good. He sat in silence for a few moments, taking his sister's hand. "Maybe…something happened with the other Leia," Luke suggested. Before Leia could argue he explained his reasoning. "I mean, if there's another me then there's probably another you, as weird as the thought might be. Those…versions of us lived completely different lives. Maybe…that other Leia has a reason for those feelings."

"Well I don't want them Luke! I don't want to have those feelings towards Father! And besides, hate and anger leads…it leads to the dark side, another reason for me to not want these feelings," Leia said in exasperation.

"I know Leia, I know…though, even if you don't want to hurt his feelings or something, you probably should talk to Father about this. He can probably shed more light on it than me," Luke admitted sheepishly.

Leia sighed but nodded, giving her brother a quick hug. "Thank you Luke."

"Of course Leia. Now come on, cheer up. I know you don't want us to go on this mission, but we'll be back as soon as we can. And you can use the time to spend some more time with Han while we're gone."

Leia rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I suppose so…it's been a while since I brought him by the house, and he hasn't let me forget about it. When you guys come back I'll have to bring him by again."

Luke chuckled. "Yes, I think Father's missed his mechanic buddy."

Leia laughed. "Yes, yes, I suppose so."

Luke smiled, happy that he'd managed to get his sister to smile. Standing up, he lightly pulled her up with him. "Come on, I think you need to release a little stress. How about a good-hearted sparring session?"

Leia grinned, some of her spirit coming back to her it seemed. "You're on."

Anakin stood with his wife in their bedroom, weary eyes on her back where she stood by the window. "Padme…"

"I don't like it Anakin, alright? There's too much going on here at home. You are needed here. Leia's been having…more than just dreams. She's tried to hide it but I've noticed. She's starting to have feelings that aren't her own. Earlier she suddenly looked at me like it was the first time she'd seen me and her entire world had been shaken. She needs us right now. You can't go."

Anakin sighed. "It's starting to be more than just memories with Luke too. He was sparing with Marek today and I saw him use Vaapad. He's never had a brush with the form, only the other Luke did," Anakin said gently.

Padme spun around. "All the more reason to stay! Anakin they need us!"

Anakin walked up to her, placing his hands on her shoulder. "Angel…" he murmured gently, kissing the top of her head. "I know what you're saying, I do…but Luke and I are needed on this one, it's important. Leia will still have her mother, and we'll be back as soon as possible, alright?"

Padme was trying to hold out, to stand firm in her decision while Anakin wrapped her in his arm, tenderly nuzzling her as well. "Anakin…I want you here…"

"I'll be back as soon as possible, I promise…Luke as well. You know I won't let anything happen to either of us. Don't worry Padme, it will be all right…I promise…"

Padme sighed in exasperation. "Alright…alright…I'll let it go," she mumbled.

Anakin smiled. "Thank you Angel," he murmured, planting a trail of kisses down her neck.

She giggled. "Ani, the twins are in the other room…"

"So?" he asked mischievously. "They can't see us…"

She laughed. "Not now, alright? Some other time, not now…"

He gave an exaggerated sigh. "Fine…"

Padme cupped his cheek in her hand, giving him a rather passionate kiss on the lips. "I love you Anakin…" she said softly.

"I love you too…" Anakin whispered, his forehead resting against hers. The two of them simply stood there for a while, content with holding each other. Anakin had the same feeling his children had that something was going to happen, and he had decided to cherish what moments he was given. He gently rubbed his wife's back, lost in the moment for quite a while before something caused him to come back to reality. Anakin stood a little straighter, tilting his head in the direction of the twins. Padme noticed his actions, suddenly become anxious herself.

"What's wrong?" she asked quietly, worry etched all over her face.

Anakin frowned, still looking in the direction he could sense the twins. "I…I'm not sure if…wrong is the right word…more like…different…" he murmured.

Padme's own frown deepened. "What do you mean?"

Anakin could feel Luke's Force Signature growing stronger as he came closer, Leia's own Signature right behind him. But they were…different. The difference in Luke, though, floored him, and he was stunned to the point that it took him a long time to answer Padme. "I haven't…haven't felt that specific presence since…"

As Anakin trailed off, he looked back to the door as the twins both walked through the door.

(Original Timeline)

"Leia we need to talk."

Luke was leaning in the doorway of Leia's room, his jaw set in firm determination. Leia whipped around so fast Luke was surprised he didn't hear anything crack, but he didn't show any reaction.

"Luke! What are you doing here! You're supposed to be resting, you shouldn't be running around!" she said sharply, grabbing his arm as she walked up to him.

Luke calmly peeled her hand off of his arm, meeting her gaze with the calmness he was well aware infuriated so many. "We need to talk."

"You could have talked to me in your room, you didn't have to come down here!" she protested.

"You wouldn't have come."

His blunt statement made her withdraw, but they both knew it was the truth. She'd been avoiding him because she didn't want to bring up the subject of their father, but it was time for them to talk. Luke could sense the split between their realities fading.

"I don't want to talk about it Luke, alright? Just drop it and leave me be," Leia said harshly, turning away.

Luke pinched the bridge of his nose, heaving a sigh. "This is about more than him Leia. This is about you, and me, and Han…about mother…everyone really. Everything. The Galaxy," he stressed each individual point, hoping to get across the seriousness of what they needed to talk about.

Leia scowled, sitting down on her bed. However, she didn't stop him, so Luke let himself in, starting to pace the room slowly.

"I was meditating a while back," Luke started.

Leia snorted. "Isn't that always where you get your theories and answers," she grumbled under her breath. Luke ignored her. He was well aware his sister was in a foul mood, and he wasn't going to push her any more than necessary. Besides, he knew she was just acting on that foul mood.

"I got in contact with Ben, and he was able to shed some light on what's been going on recently," he told her. He left out the part about Yoda, since he still hadn't told anyone of the other Jedi Master. He would have to make a note to do that at some point.

Now he appeared to have her attention. "What did he say?"

Luke fixed her in an unwavering gaze. "Our two timeline's are going to merge."

Leia only seemed confused, though slightly fearful. "What do you mean?"

Luke took a deep breath. "Our time is going to join with the alternate time I created when I went back in time. There's not going to be two split times anymore, just one. We're probably…" he paused, searching for the right words. How did he explain this? "Instead of two different Han's in two different times, there's going to be one Han in one time, but with the memories and skills of both the original and the alternate. The same will go for us. For many, really."

Leia struggled to make sense of what he was saying. "So…you're saying…we're going to cease to exist?"

Luke shook his head. "No, we're going to end up joining with the other versions of us. I don't know how it will work exactly either Leia, but it's not going to be easy. And most likely we're going to find ourselves in the alternate timeline, with a much different life."

Leia suddenly stood up sharply. "No! No, not after everything we've done, it can't just all disappear like that! We've worked too hard for all of it to just vanish! Too many people have died for this!" Leia cried.

"Leia, we're going to end up in a time where there was never an Empire: no Rebels died in battle, the Republic was never lost…Vader never was…" Luke said quietly, very hesitantly bringing up their father.

Leia shook her finger at Luke, and he could feel the spike in her anger at the mention of Anakin. "Don't bring him into this Luke, I don't want to hear it right now!"

"But you need to," Luke said firmly. "When this split mends we're going to have our family back Leia: one that was never torn apart. We're going to have Mother back. And Father—Force Leia, Father—this version of him didn't turn! He chose to die rather than put his children through that pain. You can't carry these hateful feelings with you, he doesn't deserve it!"

"Don't tell me he doesn't deserve it! With everything he did to me Luke—"

"Leia!" Luke said sharply, causing her to cut off. "I know you've had your own visions: you need to stop letting this hatred blind you. This Anakin Skywalker never was Vader. This Anakin Skywalker has cared for and protected his family for over twenty years. This Anakin Skywalker loves his family unconditionally and has never done anything to hurt them, and never would raise a hand against them. If you brought this hate with you, then you would be causing him pain that he does not deserve. His own daughter hating him out of the nowhere for something he never did? It's not right Leia! This different timeline is about to become our reality. You have to accept that. Everything that's happened in our past: we're going to have the memories, the experience, but it's about to have never happened. Everything's going to be as it should have, with Father not falling to the Dark Side and the Republic remaining in one piece. Everything is going to be different. This. Can't. Go. On."

Luke was well aware that at some point he'd started taking the facts he said from nudges in the Force, things that he just suddenly knew. Thankfully he was experienced enough to know that it was the Force revealing those facts to him.

Thankfully, Luke could see that he had struck home with Leia. Or at least close enough to make her stop and think. With a quiet sigh of exasperation, Luke went up to her, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Leia…I understand that Vader put you through terrible pain. I get it. But that is in the past…a past that's about to have never happened. And this hatred and anger will only lead down a dark and dangerous path. You have to let these feelings go, don't let them control you. Please."

Leia looked up at him slowly, finally meeting his eyes with a deep look of pain and reluctance. "Luke, I…" she started quietly.

Whatever she was about to say was lost as both twins felt a tug in their guts. Luke suddenly felt as if the ground below him was unstable, and his vision swam. He opened his mouth to call out his sister's name, but no sound came out. He was unaware that she was experiencing the same thing as the two were swept up in the Force. For a moment, it felt like they were rushing into unconsciousness, but before complete darkness could settle the light started returning.

(In Between)

Luke blinked slowly, the image of the veranda he and his sister had been sparring on coming into focus.

Wait, what? No, Leia and I were just talking in her room, we were talking about the oncoming merge…

Somehow, Luke knew that both of these things were true.

Luke looked up from his saber towards his sister, who had a similar look of confusion on her face. Things were a little fuzzy, still coming into focus, but everything felt much more like a dream than reality.

Luke looked around the familiar location, assaulted by a floodgate of memories that felt familiar yet also completely new. Memories of leaving for missions, arriving home after long days at the Temple, so many different memories…

Did we just merge? Luke thought with concern. He hadn't been ready for it yet, and Leia still needed to gain control of her emotions before they merged.

No, something told him, and Luke quickly identified it as feelings from the Force. No, this isn't the merge…this is just a brief…overlap of sorts…this is temporary, and who knows how long…

Leia deactivated the saber she was holding hesitantly, clipping it to her belt. It was interesting seeing her dressed as a Jedi.

What am I thinking, I've seen her dressed as a Jedi Padawan for years, Luke thought, and he could easily identify the thought as coming from the alternate part of his personality, the part that had grown up in this time.

This is so confusing, he thought.

Thankfully, it seemed that was a point both versions of him could agree on.

"Luke…" Leia said hesitantly and fearfully.

Luke snapped to attention almost immediately, looking at his sister. "it's going to be alright Leia, we're in the other timeline right now, just…be mindful of your thoughts and feelings please, I don't want to do any damage to the time we're going to be coming to…"

Leia looked around. "Where are we?"

Luke gave her a look. "You have your other version's memories: I'm sure you know the answer to that."

"Home," she said, though the way she said it revealed her feelings about it. Disbelief, shock, confusion, and yet again an undercurrent of fear.

Luke stretched out his senses hesitantly, seeing if there was a certain person here…

When Luke felt his father's Force Signature, his heart jumped into his throat. "Father…" he murmured, longing to be by him. Stretching a little further, he could sense his mother as well. Instantly, he set off towards the room, through the house that was familiar to the other version of himself from years of walking through the place. He wasn't really thinking as he navigated the halls.

Leia trailed after him, partially panicked and partially confused. "Luke, what are you doing?"

Luke glanced back at her. She wouldn't react well to their father, he knew she wouldn't. "Leia, don't do anything rash please," he asked her in a strained voice.

"Well than what are you doing?" she hissed.

Luke paused in front of the door he knew his parents were on the other side of. He could feel his father's Force Signature inspecting Luke's. Realization slowly seemed to spread through Anakin, and Luke smiled a little.

"I'm going to see our parents again. You're welcome to join me."

Before Leia could protest in any way, shape, or form, Luke opened the door to their parent's bedroom, stepping through both hesitantly and confidently. Leia, he could tell, followed him through to meet the people she had only ever really heard about.