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Title: Disgrace & Slander
Author: Jade-Max
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala Naberrie Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Genre: Drama, Angst, Romance, Family
Era: RotS AU [Vignette]
Summary: "It feels like we've been apart for a lifetime. And it might have been, if the Chancellor hadn't been kidnapped. I don't think they would have ever brought us back from the outer rim sieges." - Anakin Skywalker, RotS

Disgrace & Slander

"I thought you said that was going to be easy!"

Anakin grinned, wiping the sweat from his brow as he settled against the bulkhead of the rescue craft, idly noting that there was a news report about Coruscant and the Senate showing in the holo player nearby. He gave it half an ear as he responded to Obi-Wan's complaint. "I keep telling you, Master; your version of easy and mine are two diff-"

He cut himself off, his attention suddenly riveted by the holo transmission as his wife's name caught his attention; a wife he hadn't seen in almost eight months.

"-Senator Padmé Amidala, who gained acclaim a decade and a half ago as the young Queen of Naboo who defied the Trade Federation's blockade and was instrumental in installing the Republic's current Chancellor, Palpatine, was removed from office in disgrace and forced to resign from service at the instruction of the current Nabooian Queen, Apailana.

Padmé Amidala, once holding an exemplary record of conduct, invited scandal last week when she was rushed to the emergency ward at Skyrim Center, Coruscant's most prestigious medical institution, and unexpectedly delivered twins. The unmarried Padmé Amidala, who has been hiding her condition for the last seven and a half months, was given a room at the private facility and is unavailable for comment.

When asked to identify the father of the babies by the medical staff, it is reported that she refused, stating that her children were her own business and no one elses. The medical staff have declined to say anything more on Padmé Amidala's condition except to note that it was a complicated birth, even for a first time mother, and that she is in stable condition and will be recuperating under their expert care for an undisclosed amount of time.

With the now ex-Senator having been seen in the frequent company of several men, particularly the notable and popular Jedi Knights Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, the identity of the children's father is anyone's gue-"


"We were watching that!"

The indignant shout from the troops barely penetrated Anakin's shock as he unthinkingly shut down the transmission with a clench of his fist, destroying the unit in the process. His head was ringing with the words of the reporter echoing around inside it as he stared unseeingly at the place where the holo report had been playing. He didn't see the dirty looks cast his way, or register any of the muttering from the clones. All he could hear were the words that mattered most at that moment. Over and over and over again

Unexpectedly delivered twins. The unmarried Senator, who has been hiding her condition for the last seven and a half months. Unexpected twins. Unmarried Senator. Hiding her condition. Seven and a half months.

Seven and a half months; the last time he'd seen Padmé - been with her. Made love to her... and it had resulted in twins. He was a father and hadn't even known she was expecting! What kind of husband did that make him? He inwardly cringed at the thought and answered it himself; a bad one. He should have known; should have been there!


Obi-Wan's voice penetrated a part of his shock, but not all, and he responded without thinking. "I have to get back to Coruscant."


He was shaken free of his stunned state by Obi-Wan's grip on his shoulder and Anakin shook his head, trying to clear it, before looking at his oldest friend. A friend that he realized, as he met Obi-Wan's gaze, suddenly knew without being told.

Pitching his voice low, there was no question in Obi-Wan's tone as his eyes narrowed. "You're the father."

Glancing around, Anakin found that his momentary outburst on the holo transmitter had been pretty much ignored after the initial reaction by the clones and only Obi-Wan was looking at him anymore. He was suddenly glad he'd been sitting; if he'd been standing, he'd have given everyone a scare when he sank to the ground in shock.

"Of all the reckless, stupid, idiotic - Anakin; what were you thinking?" Obi-Wan held up his hand as if to forestall whatever answer he might have given. "Don't answer that; I've seen you with Padmé. I know you weren't thinking, I just never expected either of you to be this indiscreet. Dallying with a Senator is-"

"She's my wife, Obi-Wan."

Obi-Wan recoiled as if Anakin had struck him, somehow managing to hiss and not shout it across the hold. The troopers were exhausted from a lengthy campaign as they were being transported back to the main cruiser but that wouldn't have stopped them from eavesdropping if they'd overheard Obi-Wan's incredulity.

"Your what?"

"My wife," Anakin kept his voice low, still reeling from the revelation the news holo had displayed, his mind working on exactly how to get back to Coruscant and quickly. Padmé needed him nowand he wasn't really paying attention to what he was telling his friend. The nexu was out of the bag anyway so it didn't really matter anymore if he told Obi-Wan the truth. "We were married on Naboo five and a half years ago."

"Five and a... you were a Padawan! My Padawan."

"Any other brilliant observations, Master?" A wry smile Anakin didn't really feel crossed his lips.

He mentally tallied how long it would take to get his Jedi Starfighter off the cruiser and for Artoo to calculate the fastest lightspeed jump home. They'd be back on board in less than twenty minutes, his Starfighter and its ring could be prepped in fifteen, another two for Artoo to calculate the route and, hopefully, a quick one. A day, maybe less. Once he arrived back at Coruscant, he'd have to sneak into the medical ward where she and the twins were being kept lest he reveal-

"Anakin, are you listening to me?"

Shaking his head, Anakin dragged his attention back to Obi-Wan with effort. "I'm sorry, Obi-Wan, what were you saying?"

"You'll be expelled; you know that, don't you?" Obi-Wan's expression was concerned, his gaze disappointed. "The council won't have a choice once they know you're the father."

Running one hand through his hair, Anakin exhaled a long breath, steadying himself with the other as the ship bounced in sudden turbulence, leaving the atmosphere of the planet. "Then I'll be expelled. I'm not letting Padmé go down in flames if I can help it. If I have to reveal that we're married, and have been for some time, to get her off the hook for this I will."

"Is that scandal any better than the one she's in now? Secretly married to a Jedi is almost worse than-"

"Than what, Obi-Wan? Them believing her to be an unmarried mother? If I don't step up now, how much worse will it look when it does come out, huh? Better to deal with it now and have me take the heat, than to subject her to a second scandal, one where everyone will question her wisdom in marrying a man who wouldn't stand by her. I'm not leaving her there like this; I can't!"

"Anakin, think about this. We're in the outer rim territories; we're close to both Dooku and Grievous and you know it."

"Padmé's more important, Obi-Wan; I can't leave her on Coruscant like that."

"If we capture Dooku and Grievous, we can end this war. It's what Padmé wants, Anakin; what she's been fighting for since the beginning of the war!"

Anakin smiled faintly. "The old 'do your duty' line, Obi-Wan? It may have worked once but not now. I know my wife and you're right - except this time she's bound by her word to keep my identity a secret and they'll crucify her and the twins for it until someone discovers the truth."

Obi-Wan winced. "Then what do you plan to do? It'll take you two days to get back to Coruscant in your Starfighter, even if Artoo can manage some fancy astrogation. That's a long time to be out of touch."

The turbulence ended as the ship skipped free and back into space, Anakin leaning against the bulkhead again as he considered Obi-Wan's words - and disregarded them. "It can't be helped, Obi-Wan. She needs me; I can't leave her. Not this time."

"What she needs is a public declaration from you, Anakin," Obi-Wan corrected, seeming to have absorbed the reality of their relationship with little more than a bat of an eyelid. Reluctantly, but it being a fait accomplit, there wasn't exactly much he could say now. "Can I make a suggestion?"

"As long as it's constructive."

"Call her."

Anakin blinked. "What?"

"Call her at the medical center. Play the solicitous husband and ensure you do it on an open line. The leak would ensure the news picks it up easily."

"Only one problem with that," Anakin retorted dryly. "So would the council. If I don't tell them first, I'll be sealing my fate before I even try to plead my case."

"I don't think you can win this one, my friend. Your expulsion is probably inevitable."

Anakin smirked. "So be it."

"I'm not willing to lose you so easily, Anakin," Obi-Wan admitted, stroking his beard with thoughtful fingers. "We're short on Knights; maybe I can convince them to let you serve until the end of the war. The Jedi need every warrior we can get and you, as you're no doubt aware, are one of the more effective Generals. If you're willing to continue fighting for the Republic, that is."

"I doubt it would stop the council, but you can try."

"Then here's what we'll do..."

"Unexpected this is, Master Kenobi. News have you on Grievous and Dooku?"

Obi-Wan exchanged a look with Anakin and then shook his head. "Nothing yet, Master Yoda. We've tracked them through several systems but they're always one step ahead of us. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they knew out plans ahead of time."

"A suspicion we've had, Mater Kenobi, for some time," Yoda agreed reluctantly. "Your best you must do to capture Dooku and eliminate the General."

"Yes, Master Yoda." Obi-Wan switched gears, leaning forward on the edge of the holo map. "Master Yoda, have you been keeping track of Padmé's situation? Anakin and I heard it on the holo news just minutes ago; what's happened?"

"The Senator has been removed from her position," Mace Windu informed Obi-Wan with a frown. "The Jedi have lost a powerful voice and ally in the Senate but she refuses to speak in her defense. She says nothing about the father of her twins and won't answer any questions. Until she does, it cannot be resolved."

"There's a reason for that, Masters," Obi-Wan supplied, but didn't take his eyes off the holograms of the council members. "Unfortunately it's a delicate matter and one that shouldn't be addressed in one sitting."

"Know you, Master Kenobi, the father of the Senator's children?"

"Before I say anything further on the matter, Masters," Obi-Wan informed them evenly, "I would like to suggest that there is little we can do about the matter now as it is long accomplished."

"Speak in riddles you do, Master Kenobi," Yoda told him sternly. "Judge not, will we, the Senator. Personal matters these are for her."

"I'm afraid, Master Yoda, that these matters also affect the Jedi."

"Are you saying you're the father of her twins, Master Kenobi?" Plo Koon spoke for the first time, his comment amused.

"Obi-Wan isn't," Anakin offered evenly, jumping in as Obi-Wan deliberately turned his way. "I am."

There was a long moment of silence as each of the council members turned to look at him too, and Anakin straightened his spine, staring straight back. He wasn't ashamed of being Padmé's husband and wasn't about to be made to feel it.

"Before you condemn, Anakin," Obi-Wan continued before the Masters had regained their wits to start asking questions, "or make any decisions regarding his future with the Jedi, consider the fact that this war has already decreased our numbers significantly. If you chose to act in the moment, to cast Anakin out, we'd only be hurting our cause and our chances of success."

"A single indiscretion is this, young Skywalker?"

"No, Master Yoda; Padmé's my wife."

"Wife, you say." Yoda's gaze was stern. "For how long, hmm?"

"Since after the battle of Geonosis when I escorted her back to Naboo."

Another silence where Anakin firmly felt the disapproval of the council members but Obi-Wan was ready to step in once again. He'd planned this well.

"Padmé and Anakin have shown great discretion and ability in hiding their true relationship from all of us. In all this time, Anakin has been away on the front lines frequently and has not let their relationship color their professional obligations. One might even say it's given him a drive to succeed and make it home in one piece." He slanted a look at Anakin. "It hasn't, unfortunately, made him any less reckless."

"So this is why the Senator won't say who the father is." Mace's voice was flat, his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm disappointed in you, Skywalker."

Anakin shrugged, surprisingly immune to that look, but managed to hold his tongue.

"No decision we will make until you return to Coruscant," Yoda informed them with an incline of his head at Obi-Wan. "Right is Master Kenobi; small are the number of Jedi. Afford to lose Skywalker now, we cannot. Find Dooku. Find the General. Deal with this when you return, we will."

Obi-Wan inclined his head. "Thank you, Master Yoda; we won't let you down."

The hologram faded, leaving Obi-Wan and Anakin on the deserted command deck. "I thought Mace was going to reach through the transmitter and try to strangle me," Anakin admitted and sighed. "But this is nothing more than a reprieve, Obi-Wan; they're going to expel me when I get back and you know it."

"Perhaps," the older Jedi agreed with a mischievous grin. "But perhaps not. If we succeed in ending this war and Padmé is married to one of the heroes who helped accomplish it, do you honestly think the Council will risk angering a population who adores you both?"

"You're enjoying this," Anakin accused, unable to stop an answering grin.

"A little," Obi-Wan agreed. "Shall we see what is being said next?"

Anakin was about to protest when Obi-Wan dialed into the news report and Anakin's expression tightened.

"-ither confirming or denying the sex of the twins. We have not yet been able to reach the ex-Senator for comment, nor has she issued a statement of her own regarding the allegations against her.

On a related note, the Office of the Chancellor, himself from Naboo, has stated its unquestioning support of the ex-Senator. Chancellor Palpatine himself has issued a statement saying that Padmé Amidala has ever been a secretive and intensely private public figure. Never having been linked before to scandal before, the Chancellor has stated with an impressive degree of certainty that the ex-Senator may very well have a husband that has not been seen in the public forum – and prefers to keep it that way.

The question now, if the Chancellor is right, will the mysteriously possible Mister Padmé Amidala make an entrance. If he does, the question on everyone's mind it where was he when his wife was delivering their twins and what could have been so important to keep him away – if in fact he exists."

"I'm getting awful sick of that speculation," Anakin informed Obi-Wan tightly and he shut off the transmission. "If I'd known she was pregnant, I'd have found a way to be there and the Hell with the Council!"

"I know, my friend; I know." Briefly clasping Anakin on the shoulder before heading for the exit, Obi-Wan smiled faintly. "Now, contact your wife; let her know she doesn't have to hide anymore."

Anakin waited until Obi-Wan had left the command deck, the turbo lift doors closing behind him, before turning back to the holo display. He called up a directory and called Coruscant, having retrieved the Skyrim Center's number before calling the council. The call was answered quickly.

"Skyrim center, how may I direct your call?"

"The maternity ward, please."

"One moment, please."

There was a pause before another droid picked up the line. "Skyrim Center maternity ward, how may I direct your call?"

"I'd like to speak with Padmé Amidala, please."

"I'm sorry, sir; that patient is not accepting calls."

Anakin's lips firmed; he'd been expecting this. "Is there a doctor I can speak with who isn't a machine? Someone who's caring for her?"

"One moment, please."

Another pause and Anakin ran his hand through his hair; he just wanted to talk to his wife! It took a few minutes before an older looking man accepted the holo transmission. "Doctor Kyes speaking. How may I hel- Anakin Skywalker!"

He smiled faintly. "Hello Doctor, I trust I'm not interrupting something crucial?"

"Only my break, Master Jedi; what can I do for you?"

"I understand your one of the physicians attending Padmé Amidala." Anakin watched as the man's gaze closed and grew wary, but forged ahead even as he suddenly wished for Obi-Wan's ability with mind control aspects of the Force. "I'd like to speak with her."

"While I would normally have no problem, Master Jedi, I'm afraid she's requested otherwise."

"Specifically me?"

"Well no; no comm.. traffic in general. The holo-press hasn't been kind."

"I can't thank you for taking care of my wife so diligently, Doctor," Anakin offered, casually dropping Padmé's true title; the one she could never before have used. "But seeing as how I just learned I am a father, I would really like to speak with her."

"Wife... fath-er... ah... Master Jedi?"

"You heard me correctly Doctor. I'd like to hear it from her lips that she's recovering. I've been worried sick since the holo report mentioned complications during delivery. She is all right, isn't she?"

"Yes, yes of course. Everything is fine now, just fine. I... Just one moment."

Anakin smiled and eased back from the transmitter, his fingers curled over the lip tightly as he struggled to contain his excitement and anxiety. It took several minutes more before Padmé appeared. She was lying in one of the care center beds, visible only from the waist up, but Anakin could see the holo image of the pillow behind her and the blanket across her chest. She looked exhausted; delivering their children appeared to have taken quite a toll on her and his heart swelled.

He'd never seen a more beautiful sight and smiled. "Hello, Angel."


The look on her face was worth every moment he'd had to wait. "How're you feeling?"

She smiled for a moment and then looked concerned, her tone turning guarded. "I... All right, all things considered."

"I would have called sooner but I just heard the news this morning," he offered, swallowing hard. "Why didn't you tell me?"


"It's all right, my love," he offered with a reassuring smile, watching as her eyes widened to saucers at the endearment. Angel could be disregarded; this could not. "The council knows about us; they're not going to deal with it until the end of the conflict. You don't have to hide us anymore, Padmé; you can give them my name if you like."

Visible tears welled in her eyes. "Oh Anakin!" her voice broke.

"How're the twins?"

"They're perfect; I wish you could see them. I wanted so much to tell you, but I... you... you deserved more than just a quick note. I'd hoped... I'd hoped to have you home to tell you the good news in person!"

"Did you decide on names yet?"

Padmé shook her head, reaching for him, and he reached back, the holo images crossing in midair, her ghostly digits wrapping about his. "I wanted to wait until you were home; to decide together."

Humbled, he swallowed hard. "Padmé..."

"I wish you were here."

"So do I; I miss you. Obi-Wan could have knocked me over with a feather when I caught that broadcast this morning."

"I'm sorry I let you find out that way, Ani. I didn't want to drag you into this."

"I had a pretty integral part in it all," he replied wryly. "I've been a part of it from the start. It's okay, my love; I just wish I was there to support you as you deserve instead of being stuck out here in the outer rim."

"Just hearing your voice; seeing you face... it's enough for now."

"Are you sure you're all right?"

"A little tender and sore. It wasn't an easy delivery," she must have seen the flare of alarm in his eyes, the way his expression tightened, because she rushed to reassure him. "I'm all right, Anakin; I promise. The doctor says I'll be back on my feet as early as next week. They're being very careful with me."

He relaxed, glad someone was helping her when he couldn't be there for her. "So they're treating you well?"


"Good. You deserve to be coddled and I'm sorry I can't be there to help; are you getting enough sleep?"

"Not as much as I'd like," she admitted. "Your-"

"Not just mine," he cut her off. "Ours."

Her smile was worth the interruption. "Our son and daughter demand regular feedings. Couple that wit-"

"Son and daughter?" he blinked, his mind reeling. One of each?

Padmé laughed, a low husky sound that drew his attention immediately back her way, her smile worth every moment it had taken him to get there. "Yes; crazy, isn't it?"

"Can I meet them?"

"I'll have to have them brought over; do you have time to wait?"

"A few minutes."

She wasted no time in pressing a call button out of view and offered him another smile. "They really didn't expel you on the spot?"

"The Jedi are a little short handed and I'm effective. Obi-Wan seems to think that if we can catch Dooku and Grievous, they'll forgive all my transgressions and overlook the fact I have a family."

"You don't think so?"

"I think too many people on the Council believe I've had too many rules bent in my career already. I think Obi-Wan is of the opinion that another won't matter."

"How'd he take it?"

"Surprisingly well." Anakin's smile was faint. "I think he was disappointed I hadn't confided in him sooner, but he's the one we should be thanking; this whole plan was his idea."

"And what was yours?"

There was a flicker in the hologram as a bundle of blankets was suddenly placed in Padmé's arms and she smiled down into the folds. Lifting the baby, she held him securely as she pulled back the blanket to reveal a chubby little face of a sleeping infant. Her look and tone were tender. "Anakin, I'd like you to meet your son."

He touched the hologram, wishing fervently he was there even as he knew how impossible it was. The moment he returned to Coruscant, he'd be called before the Council; he had to finish his mission before he could rejoin his family. His voice was raw when he spoke, uncaring that it shook. This was his son; his flesh and blood. A little person created out of the love he and Padmé shared.

"Hello, my son."

"He's bigger than his sister," Padmé told him proudly, her look adoring. "He was impatient to come into the world too."

"And his sister?"

"Seemed content where she was."

They shared a laugh, Anakin lifting his gaze back to Padmé's, his smile slowly fading. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you; I should have been."

"We're at war and you're on the front lines." she returned pragmatically. "Even if you'd known the chances of you being home were slim."

"Knowing it doesn't change the fact I want nothing more than to hold you right now."

She passed the baby back to the nurse Anakin couldn't see who was assisting her and accepted another bundle, this one slightly smaller than the last. She did the same as before, except the baby's eyes were open, curious, but sleepy. "Anakin; this is your daughter." Gently cradling the baby, she directed the girl's attention to the hologram image of her father. "And this is your daddy, darling."


"You're going to be putty in her hands, Skywalker."

"Probably. Hello, my daughter."

The baby smiled a gaped, toothless grin, giggling and tried to catch his holographic finger. Anakin laughed softly, delighting her into another smile, and Padmé cuddled the baby gently to her breast. Looking back to his wife, he smiled wryly. "We should probably name them unless you're going to call them baby boy Skywalker and baby girl Skywalker."

"Hardly. Do you have any ideas?"

"I'm the one who just found out about them this morning," his tease was gentle, his smile showing he understood why she'd not told him even if it smarted a little. He wasn't about to let that come between the precious time he had with her right now. "Surely you've some thoughts?"

"I was thinking about Leia for a girl." Padmé admitted shyly. "I've always liked that name."

"Leia Skywalker." Anakin rolled it about on his tongue and nodded. "I like it; hello, little Leia."

The baby cooed and the new parents shared a smile.

"You're probably going to be a knockout someday like your mom," Anakin told her teasingly, "and I'll have to beat the boys off with my lightsaber."

Padmé laughed. "There's a few years between then and now, Ani."

"I should hope so. How about our boy."

"Another 'L' name?"


Padmé made a face.

"Lawrence?" Anakin shook his head even as he said it. "Levi? Lux?"


Silence descended between them and, out of frame, Anakin heard their baby boy gurgle. "Luke... Luke Skywalker," he nodded decisively. "Perfect."


He turned to find Obi-Wan had stuck his head in and sighed; his time was up.

"You have to go, don't you?"

He nodded. "I love you, Padmé; more than you know."

"I love you too, Anakin. Be careful."

"With you and the twins to come home to? Doubly so. Behave for the doctor, my love; I'll see you soon."

She lifted one hand in farewell and Anakin grasped it, twining his fingers about her ghostly ones as the image faded away. He closed his eyes and bowed his head, sagging against the console. He felt like his emotions had been run through the clone's training facilities, taken the end test and then twisted into a pretzel for good measure. The overload was staggering.

"I trust that went well?"

He forced himself to straighten, turning to look at his old Master. "Better than. Thank you, Obi-Wan."

"Don't thank me yet, Anakin. We're not finished here."

"I have to. Because of you, I've seen my children and Padmé and I don't have to hide anymore. Whatever the Council's decision, once this war is over, I'll know I did the right thing."

Clasping Anakin on the shoulder, Obi-Wan led him away. "We've a lead on Dooku; you up for this?"

"The sooner we bring them in, the sooner I get back to my wife!"

As the words passed his lips, Anakin smiled and then threw his head back and laughed for the sheer joy of it. Tolerantly amused, Obi-Wan grinned.

This was, as Anakin liked to say, where the fun began.

"This newscaster and the station would like to offer Senator Skywalker, better known as Padmé Amidala of the Naboo, our humblest and most abject apologies.

It has been brought to our attention that some of our information may be construed as misleading or slanderous regarding the Nabooian Senator - facts that were handed to us but were, at the time, unconfirmed. This station and this newscaster would like to retract those now and set the record straight.

Three weeks ago today, Senator Padmé Amidala Skywalker gave birth to Luke and Leia Skywalker, the son and daughter of the Jedi Temple's very own 'Hero With No fear', Anakin Skywalker.

Anakin Skywalker, a Jedi General best known for his successful, if unconventional, tactics and the capture of Count Dooku, has been on a nine month assignment to the outer rim and, we're told, had been completely unaware of his impending - and actual - father hood until our story ran a week and a half ago.

Our deepest apologies to the Senator for taking that happy duty away from her.

In a statement from the couple, they reported they'd been married on Naboo nearly six years ago in a very private ceremony in deference to their difference in rank. Their secret courtship and marriage is a testament to the love between the couple, for despite the social expectations and positions that threatened to keep them apart, they found a way to make it flourish.

True love, Jedi Skywalker told this newscaster in a holo conference, always finds a way.

The Nabooian Consulate has reported that there was a misunderstanding and the paperwork for the Skywalker marriage had been misfiled. Senator Padmé Amidala Skywalker has been reinstated to full Senatorial rank, however she will be taking a year-long leave to care for her new family.

The Jedi Temple, when asked to comment on the unconventional human Jedi arrangement, has issued the following statement after being inundated with pleas from the Nabooian people not to separate their darling Senator Amidala and her children from their heroic icon:

Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker will be returning from the field by the end of the week. With threats to the Senator's life having previously been attempted, and new ones now issued that include the vulnerable and valuable Skywalker Twins, Jedi Knights Skywalker and Kenobi are being attached to her security detail for the foreseeable future.

Other Jedi will be assigned to continue the hunt for the droid General Grievous as the Kenobi-Skywalker is no longer available.

It is unknown if the status of the two icons, Heroes in their own right on both Naboo and Coruscant, had any weight in the decision by the Jedi Council to reunite the Skywalker family. Unconventional at best, it is a move that has generated much empathy for the Jedi and their dwindling numbers.

Only time will tell if the Skywalker twins will one day be added to their ranks. All of us here at the station wish the new Skywalkers the best. Good day."


Author's Note: Don't ask me why or where that bunny came from - all I know is it bit me while listening to the Anakin & Padmé reunion in RotS! *laughs* hope you enjoyed it!