One year later…

"Luke, Leia, come along now."

Luke and Leia Skywalker looked up from the puzzle they were working on to look at their father.

"You heard me, let's go," Anakin said, walking over and scooping up one twin under each arm. This had been the twins' plan all along, and giggled as their father carried them like sacks of wet cement. "Trouble makers," Anakin muttered, giving each of them a tickle. Luke and Leia only giggled in response.

"Are we all set?" Padmé asked, emerging from the bedroom and meeting them in the corridor.

"Yep," Anakin said, looking down at the twins.

Padmé shook her head when she saw the way he was holding the twins. He was like a third child in some ways, she mused. "Does everyone have a clean face and dry pants?"

"I do," Anakin told her with a grin. "Do I count?"

"Well you're not the one the Council is testing today," Padmé reminded him as she took Luke from his father. "So I suppose not. I'm still uneasy about this, Ani," she said as they stepped onto the lift with the twins.

"I know," Anakin replied. "So am I. But I don't think we have a choice, Padmé. They don't know how to control their powers, and after what happened yesterday, I think they need to learn."

Padmé nodded grimly. Luke and Leia had nearly given Dormé a heart attack when they had levitated her to the ceiling and then held her there for nearly a whole minute. Clearly the powers the Skywalker twins possessed couldn't be ignored any longer, and their parents had reluctantly decided to bring Luke and Leia to the Jedi Council. They would be tested, and, if the Council recommended, taught to use their powers.

Padmé watched her husband as they flew with the twins to the Jedi Temple. She wasn't Force sensitive, but she knew exactly what was going through his mind. They had decided when Luke and Leia were born that if the day ever arrived when their powers proved to be beyond Anakin's ability to control, they would seek out the Jedi. And if the Jedi decided that Luke and Leia required formal training, then Anakin himself would himself join the Jedi.

"You okay with this?" Padmé asked him, reaching over and taking his hand.

"Yes," he replied. "I think deep down inside I knew this day would come. Perhaps it's my destiny to be a Jedi after all."

"Well, the Council has always thought so," Padmé replied. "And if Luke and Leia are to be trained, it only makes sense that you learn the Jedi ways as well."

Anakin nodded. "I know," he said. "I just don't want Luke and Leia to become their little laboratory specimens," he said. "I won't allow that."

"I know you won't," she replied, giving his hand a squeeze. "And they know it too, Ani. They changed the Code for you and the twins, remember?"

"I remember," Anakin replied. He smiled. "Though I'm not the only one to have benefited. I've never seen Obi-Wan so happy. He's like a ten year old boy at a pod race."

Padmé laughed. "Well, Dormé is about the same, I'd say. They make a nice couple, don't you think?"

"Yes," he replied. "She's perfect for him."

The Jedi Council was ready for Anakin and Padmé, and anxious to see the twins. They had been curious about Luke and Leia since their birth, and from what Obi-Wan Kenobi had told them of his visits with the twins, their curiosity had only increased.

Anakin and Padmé stopped in the corridor outside of the Council chamber, taking a moment to replace lost shoes and clean faces. Luke and Leia sensed their parents' anxiety, and were rather quiet and expectant, almost as though they understood the significance of the occasion.

"All set?" Padmé asked Anakin, her question more than just a reference to the appearance of the twin he was tidying up.

"Yes, at least I think so," he told her, slicking down Luke's unruly cowlick once more. He looked up at her. "Let's go."

Anakin and Padmé walked into the Council chamber, each carrying one of the twins. Luke and Leia were quiet, each of them very curious about their surroundings. When they saw Obi-Wan, however, they forgot all about their curiosity and wiggled out of their parents' arms and ran to him.

"Obi! Obi!" they squealed in unison, excited to see their favorite uncle. Obi-Wan smiled and simply opened his arms up to the twins who he then scooped up into a big hug. The other members of the Council watched with a mixture of envy and disapproval as Obi-Wan showed his affection for the twins openly.

"And how are you today, younglings?" he asked the twins. "This is a very important day, you know," he told them as Leia started grabbing at his beard, which never ceased to fascinate her for some reason.

"They certainly love their Uncle Obi-Wan," Anakin said as he watched the twins with a smile. "Must be all the treats he sneaks them."

Obi-Wan looked up aghast as Anakin winked at him. "And you thought we didn't know," he said.

Yoda smiled, surprising himself at how easily he was able to overlook the blatant disregard for protocol. Times had changed, he reasoned, and there was no sense clinging to the past. This young man had forced change, and in doing so, had ensured the very survival of the Order. And now he had brought his children to them. Luke and Leia represented the future of the Jedi, and there wasn't a being present at this session that didn't realize how different that future would be. They were the children of the Chosen One, after all, and if the Jedi had learned anything in the past year, it was that the Chosen One did things his own way, made his own rules, and had a vision unlike any others. Change was good Yoda had told himself; change meant survival and it meant growth.

"Now, leave us," Yoda said, standing up and walking over to Anakin and Padmé. "In one hour's time, return you may."

Anakin and Padmé looked at one another uneasily. They had not anticipated having to leave Luke and Leia alone with the Council. But then they looked over at Obi-Wan, and at how lovingly he was interacting with the twins, and realized that they had nothing to fear.

"It's probably better if we don't say anything to them," Padmé told Anakin. "You know how they get when we leave."

"Yeah, you're probably right," Anakin agreed. He looked once more at the twins, and then took Padmé's hand and left the room with her, doing his best not to worry.

Later that night…


"Yep, out cold, both of them," Anakin said as he climbed into bed beside his wife.

"It's been a long day for them," Padmé reasoned as she snuggled up to her husband. "For all of us."

Anakin nodded in agreement. "Can you believe that the twins' midichlorian count is higher than Yoda's?" he said with a smile.

"Yes," she replied readily. "I've seen them in action; I'm not surprised at all."

Anakin laughed. "I suppose I'm not either," he replied. He sighed. "So I guess the Chosen One will be a Jedi after all," he said.

Padmé looked up at him. "You're not regretting your decision, are you?"

"No," he said, putting an arm around her. "I guess I'm just …nervous."

Padmé smiled. "You're so cute when you're nervous," she teased him.

Anakin laughed. "Am I?"


"You're making fun of me."

"Would I do that?"

"Absolutely," he replied, pulling her into the crook of his arm and kissing her at last.