Epilogue

Anakin smiled as he walked into the house. He could hear the pounding of footsteps from upstairs. "Daddy! Daddy!" Two little voices shouted from above them.

Next to him, Obi-Wan chuckled. "You always seem to come home to a welcome party." He said as he closed the door behind them.

Anakin grinned cheekily at him "At least I have one." He laughed as he turned to the stairs. Standing at the top of the steps were two young children. A girl with her mother's dark brown hair and eyes was giving him a huge toothy smile. Her hair was up in a style that reminded him of her mother. Next to the girl was a boy with his father's blond hair and blue eyes. He was small and giving him the same toothy smile of his twin sister.

"Daddy and Uncle Ben!" They shouted in excitement as they rushed down the stairs. "Uncle Ben! Daddy!"

Anakin knelt at the bottom and opened his arms up to them. He felt Obi-Wan standing over him. "Why must you insist they call me Ben? Where did that even come from?"

The little girl reached Anakin first, throwing her arms tightly around his neck. "Leia, my princess." He greeted with a kiss to her forehead. The boy was right behind his sister and wrapped his arms around his neck too. Anakin turned and kissed his temple. "Luke, my little protector." He stood up, making a groaning sound. "You two are getting heavy!" He turned to Obi-Wan and answered his question. "I just wanted to keep a memory alive." He answered mysteriously with an amused gleam in his eye.

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "What memory? When have I even been called Ben? You never even knew any Bens."

"Uncle Ben!" Leia reached out for her uncle to take her. Obi-Wan happily indulged her and she quickly got comfortable in his arms.

"Ani." A sweet voice floated down from the top of the stairs and he quickly looked up to see his angel coming down. She reached him and they kissed over Luke's head.

After the death of the Sith Lord, Master Windu, injured and exhausted, had placed a hand on his shoulders and told him he did the right thing. After he had walked away, Anakin had murmured, "I hope so" under his breath. He was still feeling conflicted and worried he had made the wrong decision, that his wife was going to die because he decided to put his trust in a man claiming to be his future son. It had sounded preposterous. He dared not tell anyone about it and he hadn't. Not when Obi-Wan asked if he was alright or when his wife wondered if he was feeling well.

For four years, he kept it to himself. When the senate questioned their actions against the Supreme Chancellor, he kept his mouth shut of the future if the man had lived. When he came out into the open of his marriage and parenthood, he remained quiet on the possible destruction of the Jedi Order. When he had been momentarily kicked out of the Order, he did not argue, knowing he was more rich then any of the Jedi for having the love of a family. When the Jedi Codes changed and he was reinstated into the Order, he did so with pride, knowing he could be a Jedi Knight his son would be proud of. He spoke nothing to the Senate, the Jedi Council, Obi-Wan, or Padme. It was a secret he planned to take to his grave. It mattered not anymore. It was a non-existing future.

And over those years, he had come to believe his son really did come from the future to stop him from joining the Sith. The proof was in his arms right now making a disgusted face at his kissing parents. They pulled away and laughed at their son's childish action.

Anakin turned to his wife, seriously. "Are you sure you want this, angel?" He asked as he shifted Luke more securely against him. As if sensing the mood shift, Luke frowned with his thumb in his mouth and looked at his beautiful mother with bright blue eyes. It almost seemed like he knew what they were talking about and was begging his mother for this chance.

Padme reached out and brushed back Luke's blond hair. She smiled sadly, her eyes filling up with tears, as she nodded. "Yes. He belongs with the Jedi and it is not like I'll never see him again. Thanks to the new Code."

The only thing that changed in the Code was the attachment rule. Jedi were only allowed to marry after getting approval from the Jedi council. They would have to assess if the Jedi would be to possessive or obsessive of their spouse before allowing the marriage to go through. As for the parents with Jedi children, they were now told they would be able to be with their child for two months every year until they become padawans. Once then, they would be able to see them a week every few months between missions. After they are Knighted, they were allowed to visit their parents anytime they are able too.

"We should get going then. It was nice to see you again, Padme." Obi-Wan greeted as he lowered Leia back to the ground. The girl immediately ran to her mother to get picked up again, which Padme gladly allowed. She held her baby girl tightly to her bosom, needing the comfort of being with her other child.

She smiled back at Obi-Wan nodded. "You too, Obi-Wan." She turned to her husband. "Will I see you tonight or will you be getting Luke settled?" She asked.

Anakin gazed at his son before turning back to her. "I think I'll spend the night at the Temple. Just in case Luke needs me."

Padme nodded and leaned in for a final kiss. She then kissed Luke's forehead. "I'll see you in a few months, baby. Be good for you daddy, okay?" She sweet talked.

Luke nodded. "Okay, mama." He blinked at his sister and waved. "Bye, bye, sisssster." He stressed.

Leia had tears in her eyes, seemingly sensing they wouldn't see each other for a while. "Bye, bye, baather." She whispered back, mispronouncing the word brother.

It took a few more minutes of goodbyes and kisses before Anakin and Obi-Wan was walking out the door with Luke. As they were walking back to the speeder, with Obi-Wan in the lead, Anakin glanced down at his son. "You were right, Luke."

His son looked up, his eyes still teary from the goodbyes and he had dry tear marks down his cheek. His eyes were red and puffy. "'Bout what, daddy?"

Anakin chuckled. "I don't regret my decision."

Luke stared up at him, not comprehending before he giggled. "Daddy silly."

"Maybe." He agreed with a mischievous grin. "But it runs in the family. If I'm silly, then so are you. Silly Luke and for now on you have to call me Knight Skywalker, understand?"

Luke laid his head on his shoulder. "Okay, daddy."

"We'll work on that." Anakin murmured as he shook his head in amusement. He entered the speeder. Obi-Wan was already strapped in and was waiting for him to get strapped in.

Obi-Wan looked over at him. "Ready?"

Anakin nodded. "Ready, Master."

As the speeder flew back to the Temple, Anakin reflected on his future son. Despite not growing up with his father, he knew him well. He knew he wouldn't regret turning from the dark side. He knew what to say to make sure he didn't join Palpatine and Anakin was grateful. He was grateful Luke was brought to him. He was grateful to have his family. That one moment changed the whole universe and it was Anakin's choice that decided which way it would go. The moment was on him and he made his choice as a conflicted man, but, now, he could proudly say he would make the same choice. And it was all thanks to Luke, his son.

I hope this ending was a good enough ending!

I was thinking the Jedi Temple had become more like a boarding school...being away from home for months learning new things, coming home two months out of the summer..that sort of thing..makes sense? I couldn't use the word 'boarding school'..I don't know if the Star Wars universe has such things like a boarding school..so I couldn't compare it to that in the chapter...