The wedding of Sabé and Fox was a joyful break from the endless battles of the Galactic War, and Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Padmé were soaking up the happiness of the day. The whole place was filled with love and celebration, a welcome change from the years of fighting and chaos.

Padmé, glowing in her beautiful dress, couldn't stop smiling as she watched her best friend Sabé and Fox exchange vows. Their love was so obvious in every glance and touch.

As they mingled with the other guests, the three friends found a quiet spot to catch up and reminisce. Anakin looked at Padmé and Obi-Wan, his eyes full of warmth. "Remember our wedding?" he asked with a nostalgic smile.

Obi-Wan laughed softly, a fond look in his eyes. "Oh, I remember it well. You were so nervous, dear heart. It was quite charming."

Anakin gave a mock groan, draping his arm around Padmé's shoulder and wrapping his other arm around Obi-Wan's waist. "Well, I was about to marry the two most incredible people in the galaxy. Can you blame me for being a little on edge?"

Padmé chuckled, snuggling into Anakin's embrace. "Such a flatterer."

Their conversation took a warm turn as they talked about Omega's lucky break into Sabé and Fox's family. "It really makes me happy to see Omega in such a loving home," Padmé said, her eyes shining with emotion.

Obi-Wan agreed with a smile. "Yes, Sabé and Fox have made a wonderful place for those who need it."

Anakin looked thoughtful as he added, "And it's pretty amazing that Sabé adopted Boba by Republic or Mandalorian law."

The celebration went on into the night with laughter, dancing, and heartfelt conversations. The three friends swapped stories, shared laughs, and enjoyed the moment together. As they toasted to Sabé and Fox's happiness, their talk shifted to lighter topics, savoring the joyful atmosphere. When the wedding festivities started to wind down, Padmé pulled Anakin and Obi-Wan aside for a quiet moment. She looked at them, a mix of excitement and nervousness in her eyes, her heart racing as she prepared to share something special.

Padmé took a deep breath, her eyes shifting between Anakin and Obi-Wan as they sparkled with emotion. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you both," she said with a soft smile.

Anakin's eyebrows shot up in curiosity, and Obi-Wan's face mirrored his interest. "What is it, Padmé?" Obi-Wan asked gently.

Padmé took a moment, her emotions playing across her face. "I'm pregnant," she said, her voice a mix of excitement and nerves.

Anakin's eyes went wide, and a huge grin spread across his face. "Padmé, that's amazing!" he exclaimed, his joy clear as he realized the twins were on the way.

Obi-Wan's eyes softened, and he reached out to gently touch Padmé's arm. "I'm so happy for you, my dear," he said warmly, his smile genuine.

The next day, they headed over to Healer Che's chambers to share their exciting news. Padmé had asked Healer Che for a check-up, and now they were waiting for the results. After a few moments of tense silence, Che's face went from focused to surprised.

"You're having twins," Che said, a smile spreading across her face.

Padmé's eyes went wide, and she looked between Anakin and Obi-Wan, who were both grinning. Anakin's laughter burst out, full of joy, and filled the room.

"Twins? Really?" Obi-Wan asked, his voice full of awe. He looked at Padmé and Anakin with a mixture of amusement and wonder. "I can't believe I'm going to be a dad, let alone the dad of twins," he said, still trying to wrap his head around it.

Anakin's laughter was still ringing, a happy sound that bounced off the walls. "Looks like our kids are already making an entrance with a bang," he said with a playful wink. "Good thing we've had practice with Korkie, Barris, and Ahsoka."

Padmé looked at both of them, her heart full of love and gratitude. "They've already brought us so close together," she said softly, her eyes shining with affection.

"There's one more thing," Che said, glancing back at Padmé with a hint of disbelief. "The twins actually have different fathers. The boy is connected to Anakin's Force aura, while the girl's connection is to Obi-Wan's."

As the news of the twins sunk in, Anakin felt a mix of joy and unease. He was thrilled about becoming a father again, but there was a nagging feeling that he couldn't quite shake off. Seeing Padmé's happy face and Obi-Wan's gentle smile made him smile too, but there was a part of him that wondered about the future.

Anakin couldn't ignore that quiet voice in his head, reminding him of a truth he'd struggled with for a long time. He couldn't help but think that, in this new timeline, one of the twins wouldn't be his by blood. He had come to terms with the strange turns of fate that had brought them all here, but there were still moments of doubt.

So, you finally got your wish for a daughter, huh? Anakin thought to himself with a wry smile. You're no longer my daughter… Not that I blame you; I wouldn't want to be my kid either. Oh, Luke, you're stuck with me as a father again. But I promise I'll do better this time.

His earlier laughter had faded, and now Anakin found himself lost in thought. He knew that their love was real and strong, going beyond just blood ties. He'd felt their bond and seen how it could overcome even the toughest challenges. But sometimes, doubt still crept in. He wondered if he deserved this happiness, given all the mistakes he'd made and the rough path he'd walked through time. Even though he was committed to this new life and had built strong connections, there was always a part of him worried that his past would somehow mess things up again.

Anakin's eyes wandered to Padme, chatting happily with Obi-Wan. She had this way of radiating strength and grace that always drew him in. He loved how she could find beauty and hope even in the darkest times. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that his own insecurities might mess up the perfect love they had.

As time went by, Anakin struggled with whether to dive into the joy of the moment or let his doubts take over. He knew he had to push past his fears and believe in the love that had brought them together. But healing was a process—one that needed time, patience, and facing his own issues.

When his eyes met Obi-Wan's, it was like they were sharing a silent conversation. It was a reminder that they had been through so much together and had always come out stronger. Anakin took a deep breath, letting the warmth of their connection sink in. He promised himself to face his doubts and work through his struggles so he could fully embrace the love around him.

In the peaceful Halls of Healing at the Jedi Temple, Anakin and Obi-Wan took a break from the bustle to chat and reflect. Obi-Wan glanced at Anakin, looking thoughtful. "You know, Ani, I've been mulling over what you said about the Gray Jedi Order."

Anakin leaned back against the wall, watching the light play across the room. "Yeah, I've been thinking about it too. The war, all the mistakes we made… the Jedi's strict rules could have been our downfall. Now that things are settling down, I think it's time for us to make a move."

Obi-Wan nodded, his eyes showing that he was on the same page. "You're right. We were so focused on seeing things as either light or dark, we missed the full picture of the Force. It's a spectrum, not just black and white."

Anakin's face brightened as he saw that Obi-Wan was genuinely on board with the idea. "Exactly! The Gray Jedi Order is about finding that balance. It's about accepting both the light and the dark sides of the Force and using them without being overwhelmed by either."

Obi-Wan sighed, looking off into the distance. "I've seen how dangerous it is to blindly follow the Council's orders. We pushed away so many talented Jedi, calling them 'dangerous' or 'unorthodox.' We can't afford to make that mistake again."

Anakin's face grew serious. "And it's up to us to fix that for the next generation. The Council has seen where we went wrong during the war. They've learned from our struggles and are ready to rethink how the Order works."

Obi-Wan's eyes met Anakin's, a glimmer of hope in them. "Exactly. They're starting to see that the Force isn't just about one path. They're open to change and to bringing in those who seek balance."

Anakin nodded, a small smile on his face. "It's a step in the right direction. It shows that being a Jedi isn't just about black and white. I really hope they make those changes to the Jedi Order… but our place isn't in Coruscant anymore. We belong with the Freedom Rebel Alliance now."

Obi-Wan chuckled softly. "It's kind of funny, isn't it? We used to be the rebels, the ones breaking the rules. Now we're going to be in charge of setting the rules of our own Order."

Anakin's smile grew. "Yeah. Maybe we're finally starting to hear what the Force is really telling us. And maybe we can guide the next generation toward a better path."

I truly hope we do, Anakin sighed internally. The Galaxy can't handle yet another Galactic War. I've seen what it did in my dream during the previous timeline… there was no coming back from that. Maybe that is why the Force had decided to send me back to change it all. To stop the Galaxy from hurting that much, to aid it heal.

So, with their decision made, Obi-Wan and Anakin stood in front of the Jedi Council, ready to explain their vision for the future. The Council members looked at them with a mix of curiosity, concern, and understanding.

Yoda looked at them with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "A hard path, you've chosen. Not easy, the ways of the Gray Jedi are."

Obi-Wan nodded respectfully. "Grandmaster Yoda, we know this path has its challenges. But we really believe the Force is guiding us this way. The Gray Jedi Order isn't about leaving the Jedi teachings behind but expanding on them—seeing the Force for what it truly is."

Mace Windu's stern face softened a bit. "You've both grown so much. And while this decision is hard for me, I can see that the Jedi Order does need to change."

Anakin's eyes were full of determination. "We've seen the harm that comes from sticking too rigidly to dogma, Master Windu. The war showed us that the Force is more complex than just black and white. We need to learn from our past and move forward."

Plo Koon, the kind Kel Dor Jedi Master, spoke up next. "Anakin, you were once my Padawan. You've become a truly remarkable Jedi and a force for change. I believe in your vision and your ability to guide those who seek balance."

Anakin felt a wave of gratitude. "Master Plo, your support means so much to us."

Plo Koon gave a reassuring smile. "I am also your father. I won't let you face this path alone. I will be joining you too."

The Jedi Council chamber was filled with a stunned silence. Even though they had been expecting Plo Koon's decision, it still hit hard. Yoda let out a soft sigh, knowing they were losing two Councilors and the Chosen One. "Parting ways is hard, but the will of the Force it is. Go you must, and may your path find balance."

As they walked out of the Council chamber, Anakin turned to Obi-Wan, his face a mix of excitement and nostalgia. "I'm really going to miss this place, Obi. But deep down, I know that starting the Gray Jedi Order is where we're meant to be." He glanced out at the stars through the Temple windows.

Obi-Wan put a hand on Anakin's shoulder. "As long as we follow the Force, we'll find our way. And remember, we're not abandoning the Jedi Order. Masters Windu and Yoda will make sure it moves in the right direction."

Anakin nodded, looking out at the horizon. "And we'll be there to help those who want to find balance in the Force, just like Plo and Qui-Gon helped us."