PART 1
This is coming out so much longer than I intended so there will be a part 2 💕

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2 years later

(Y/n)'s POV
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

Cheers erupted in the small crowd as we all stood up from our chairs, clapping our hands in celebration of the union between Cal and Ahsoka Kestis.

The smile that spread across my cheeks burned with pride and I couldn't be more happy for them. They did everything Anakin and I hoped for, they explored their young love and learned early on that they were soulmates. And now I can only hope that they make it last the rest of their lives. They do have their ups and downs and are far from perfect—like all relationships, but the love they have for each other is real and runs deep.

Cal couldn't wait to ask her to marry him on her eighteenth birthday, and now just a couple weeks later, with rigorous planning - they're married.

"I can't believe they got married before we did," Anakin mumbled close to my ear as he continued clapping. We all watched the newly weds walk down the short aisle hand-in-hand with smiles so bright a sun would be unneeded here.

Row by row, the guests—which mostly consisted of clones—followed behind them. And since we were in the front row because Anakin was the one to walk Ahsoka down the aisle, we were first, "We'll get our day Ani, just be patient," I assured him as I locked my fingers with his and followed the couple out towards the reception area. It was close by since they got married in a beautiful meadow on Naboo; so the tables we set up were not too far from the flower arch they wed under. Near breathtaking waterfalls.

Anakin and I haven't been able to have the wedding that was taken away from us all those years ago. And it was my fault we hadn't taken that step yet; I felt I had too much healing and adjusting to do. It was difficult to fall back into a normal life after everything; as well as working on forgiving myself for a lot of the things I did during the short era of the Empire. I wanted to take time to focus on that, and to focus on rebuilding all of my relationships before anything else.

Which worked out as I had hoped; my friends and family forgave me, and I too forgave them for some of their actions that led up to my downfall.

Obi-Wan was the first to cry into my shoulder and plead for my forgiveness. He admitted that both he and Yoda felt guilty for agreeing to have me placed on unneeded medications; for brushing away my worries and making me think I couldn't come to them for help; and for sticking me in that mental hospital instead of believing that something deeper was happening.

So, with time and having Anakin's constant support by my side, I learned to let go of it all and move forward; no longer allowing room for hate or resentment in my heart - only love like my parents would have wanted.

And just when I started to feel ready and normal again, and I was even going to surprise Anakin with a wedding date - something else began to take up a lot of our time.

"I'm only teasing," My fiancé leaned over and kissed me on the cheek multiple times until I started to giggle and move away from the force of his lips, "Besides, we have had our hands full lately." He chuckled, and the soothing sound made my heart race.

"That we have been." I squeezed his hand tight.

Speaking of, where are my-

I paused my thoughts when I saw Obi-Wan power walking in our direction with an irritated look in his eyes.

He reached us just before we were able to take our spots in the assigned seats, and pushed the bundle he was holding into Anakin's grasp. He made sure he was gentle and didn't use any force, but his vexation was clear, "This little devil clearly takes after his annoying father," He complained while grabbing a cloth from the table and wiping away the baby's spit up off of his high priced tuxedo, "The amount of times you threw up on me too." He mumbled, reminiscing on a young Anakin.

Anakin rolled his eyes while adjusting the baby in his arms. The six month old took this opportunity to lay his head down on his Dad's shoulder, where his eyes began to close, "I was nine and nervous about being in a new place, let it go already." My fiancé took his seat, but went slow so he wouldn't disturb the baby's rest.

I know I said I was never big on the idea of children, and that was true. I still hadn't made up my mind on if I wanted kids or not, but I ended up getting pregnant quicker than I could blink. It came as a huge surprise to us both, and also not at the same time because it's not like we were being careful either.

But after everything we've been through; having a baby didn't sound like the worst thing in the world to me anymore. In fact, it sounded like the best thing; because now I can teach my children to be the best versions of themselves and not make the same mistakes either of us made. They can be my redemption, my apology to the galaxy. Because I just know they're going to be exceptional one day.

"Still, this isn't a cheap tux." Obi-Wan dabbed a wet cloth where the baby throw up was beginning to stain the black attire.

"Not like you paid for it." Anakin mumbled, causing his old mentor to pause and shoot him a vexed glare. But my fiancé ignored him and began singing to our son in a soft tune, a smile growing on his lips.

I'll admit that when I found out I was pregnant, I was beyond terrified. I wasn't prepared for it in the slightest and I was worried that I wasn't fit to be a mother, or that I'd get everything wrong.

But Anakin, it was like this is what he was born to be, a father. And he has been nothing short of incredible throughout this entire new journey, making it all easier handle.

I still remember the day I told him I was pregnant, I don't think I've ever seen a man cry so much in my life. It was sweet, and seeing him so happy made me happy in return. I love this man more than words could express and it brought me so much joy to give him everything he's ever wanted - my love and a family. That's what ultimately sealed the deal.

My attention was driven away from my thoughts and I glanced behind Obi-Wan where I could see another approaching us. I moved past him and held out my arms to his fiancé, Duchess Satine Kryze.

"I hope she wasn't as much trouble as Luke," I chuckled as she slowly passed my daughter into my arms, her little eyes were closed as she slept. She was the calmer one out of the two.

Did I mention we ended up having twins? Luke and Leia Skywalker. I chose the name Luke, while Anakin chose the name Leia. The names blend so well together, like lyrics to a melody.

Satine shook her head with a sweet smile, "She was an absolute angel, slept through the whole thing." She beamed before side-eyeing her fiancé, "Someone is just not good with babies."

"Hey, I am great with babies," He was quick to defend himself, tossing the dirty cloth behind him into a waste bin, "That one just doesn't like me."

Satine rolled her eyes, "He's your god son, do not refer to him as 'that one'."

I chuckled with a head shake as I sat down in the chair next to Anakin, holding my daughter close my chest, and choosing to ignore Satine and Obi-Wans famous bickering that kept going as they walked to their own seats.

I sighed, rubbing my daughters back with my thumb as I leaned into the chair, "Is everything okay?" Anakin questioned, and I lifted my gaze to meet his concerned eyes.

I plastered a smile on my face and nodded, "I'm fine." I lied. It's not that there's anything seriously wrong, but there was something on my mind that I needed to tell him; I was just waiting for the right moment.

His eyes said he didn't believe me, "What did we say about hiding things from each other (y/n)?" He spoke in a stern tone.

After what happened, we agreed to never hold anything back again, it was a rule brought up by him and his paranoia.

Well, paranoia is putting it lightly. This man hasn't let me leave his sight in almost two years.  Which is something I've been more than okay with, I didn't want to part from him either. That year of torture without him by my side was enough.

"I'm not hiding anything," I assured him with an eye roll, "I plan to tell you, just not here. Today is about them not us." I nudged my head towards Cal and Ahsoka who were seated at their own private table, laughing and smiling with each other.

Anakin groaned with impatience, "Can you at least tell me what it regards?"

I glared at him. I already told him to wait and I just had twins six months ago, so it's safe to say my hormones were still running haywire at the moment, "It regards my foot right up your-"

"Language." The cane belonging to my father figure smacked me in the leg.

"Ow!" I complained in a loud whisper, trying not to disturb my sleeping babies. The last thing we need is them waking up at the same time and screaming their heads off. I love them, but they know how to give migraines, "I didn't say anything bad." I snapped, while I heard Anakin giggling in amusement next to me.

"Going to, you were." Yoda chuckled as he tilted his head and eyed the twins with an adoring smile.

Just when I thought I was the only person who would be able to captivate this old man's heart, he met the twins and I could see him melt that day in the hospital as soon as his eyes met theirs. To him, they were his grandchildren and nothing less.

"Beautiful, today you look." He complimented me when his gaze lifted from Leia, meeting mine.

I smiled, already forgetting the slight stinging pain on my leg, "Thank you, but you should be telling the bride that."

His eyes shifted to Anakin and he winked, trying to be subtle. Trying.

I narrowed my eyes at them both, "What was that?"

"Nothing." They both spoke simultaneously, annoying me further.

"Anakin," I groaned, "What happened to not hiding anything?" I mocked his hypocrisy.

He shrugged, "Okay fine. Tell me what's on your mind, and I'll tell you what's on mine." He bargained and patiently waited for my response with his famous smirk.

I sighed again,  "I'll tell you after the wedding." What I didn't want to do was to drive the attention away from the two who deserved to have this day for themselves.

"Okay," He nodded in agreement, lifting up Luke who was starting to wake up on his own and fidget, "I'll tell you then too." He kissed our sons cheek, causing him to smile.

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"May I have this dance Princess?" Anakin held his gloved hand towards me with a smile, just as I was taking a drink of my water.

I set the crystal glass down and placed my hand in his, "I would be honored."

The twins were being watched by the four who had insisted on dancing with them in the field to the loud music. I occasionally had to peak over just to make sure Jimmy didn't drop either of them. But without having our kids to watch, Anakin and I could have a few moments to ourselves.

He led me to the 'dance floor' which was just grass, and placed a hand on my hip and the other in my hand, "Yoda was right by the way, you look so beautiful. Well, you look beautiful everyday, but today you're glowing."

I couldn't help but blush. Even after all this time, he still has this affect on me, "You don't look too bad yourself Skywalker." I eyed his gray suit that matched my sparkling gray dress. A dress gifted to me by Yoda for my birthday not too long ago.

"Mm, Skywalker," He spun me in a circle before bringing our bodies closer together. Reminding me of the day we danced together on Scipio, the same day we had our first kiss, "Such a nice name don't you think?"

I chuckled with a head shake, "Don't be so narcissistic Ani."

He shrugged while continuing to move me along the field of flowers with elegance, "I'm just saying it's a nice name, and I think it would be even nicer paired with your name." He smirked before dipping me down and bringing our faces close together.

"Smooth, and I have to agree, my name makes everything sound better." I responded with a wink.

He lowered his lips closer to mine, "Then marry me (y/n)." He whispered, bringing me back up from the dip, our proximity remaining so close our lips were grazing - making my heart almost beat out of my chest.

I glanced to my left hand that was resting on his shoulder, where my ring was shining under the moonlight and the torches placed around the field, "I thought I already said yes to that question" I raised a brow.

"I mean now. Marry me right now." He raised his hand from my hip; cupping my cheek and stroking it with his thumb with delicacy.

I blinked in surprise, "You want to get married, at anothers wedding?" I chuckled as I shook my head at the idea, "You're insane."

"Why not?" He spun me in another circle, causing my dress to twirl with grace, before bringing my back against his front. His soft lips grazed my ear, "I proposed to you at one, so it seems fitting to marry at one," He kissed my neck, and I melted under his soft touch.

"No," I responded out of breath, "That's not fair to-"

"We already said yes," I was interrupted by none other than the bride herself. Her and Cal approached us with their hands locked together, smiling. I don't think I've seen their smiles drop for this entire day.

I knitted my brows in confusion, "Wait-"

"And I got ordained weeks ago." Obi-Wan appeared with Satine and Yoda by his side.

"Walk you down the aisle, I will." My father figure smiled.

"W-" My words were caught in my throat as my eyes shifted between each member of my family, "Wait, you all knew about this?"

They nodded together, "Why do you think I asked for your opinion so much on the venue, flowers, food, and decorations. I wanted it to have a little touch of you as well." Ahsoka revealed and I don't understand why, but my eyes were tearing up.

Anakin grabbed my hands and walked backwards, leading me towards the flower arch that I had made myself out of blue bells, "It's also midnight, so technically their wedding day is over, now it's ours." He stopped me just as he reached the back row of the chairs, then let go, "Obviously you can say no and we can do this another way and another day, but I would love nothing more than to start calling you my wife."

My lips widened into a smile, "Is this what that wink was about? Because I happen to be a bride too and I didn't even know?" I chuckled through my tears of joy.

He shrugged, holding a smile breathtaking enough to stop all hearts who were blessed enough to see it, "Possibly. So is that a yes?"

"How could I say no?"

I wasn't too keen on the idea at first, it seemed strange to marry at another's wedding. But of course, my future husband is quite the negotiator.

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Part 2 very soon ❤️ it will have their wedding vows, and I'll be tying up a few loose ends regarding the clones and what happened to the Empire after Sidious's death.
And of course, (y/n)'s little secret.
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