Chapter Fifteen - Luke's Family
Again, I switched viewpoints in this chapter toward the end. I wrote the little interlude with Mara after the story was finished and this seemed to be the best place to put it, even though the POV changed. DISCLAIMER
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or Lord of the Rings.
Lightning crackled in the sky above Minas Tirith. Luke, Legolas, and Aragorn stood in the Court of the Fountain watching the energy in the air. “A ship is coming,” Legolas said.
Aragorn nodded. “The sky raged like that every time Hyarion came.”
A familiar round shape appeared through the hazy clouds. Luke grinned. “It’s Leia and Han.”
Moments later, he had descended through the spiraling city and was crossing the wide fields that surrounded the city to where the Millennium Falcon
was setting down. He shielded his eyes from the engines’ heat with his artificial right hand. Then he looked back just in time to see the blur of a flight suit before Leia launched herself into his arms.
After a minute of nearly squeezing the breath out of him, Leia pulled away and beat on his chest. “Don’t you ever do that to me again!” she cried.
Luke smiled and hugged her again. “I’m so sorry, Leia. I never thought you’d think I was dead.”
She finally let him go, only for Luke to find himself in a bone-crushing hug from Han. “Uh, hi Han,” he said into his brother-in-law’s jacket.
“You had us all real worried, kid,” Han said, stepping back. “Especially – ”
Luke was nearly knocked over as three smaller bodies rushed him. “The twins and Anakin,” Han finished.
“Uncle Luke, you’re alive!” Anakin said.
“We missed you so much!” Jaina said.
“We’re so happy you’re here!” Jacen finished.
Luke chuckled. “I’m glad to see you guys too.”
Chewbacca and the droids were making their way across the field. Once they had all gathered around Luke, he turned toward the massive city. “Ready?”
Han whistled. “You know, I’ve been to a lot of places, but this is something else.”
Luke smirked as the gates slowly opened. Aragorn and Legolas were waiting in the courtyard. Luke turned to take Leia’s hand and brought her up next to him. “This is my twin sister, Leia Organa Solo, Chief of State of the New Republic and Princess of Alderaan.”
Aragorn and Legolas both bowed their heads. “I am Legolas Thranduilion, Prince of Eryn Lasgalen and Lord of Southern Ithilien,” Legolas said. “And this is Aragorn Elessar, King of the Reunited Kingdom.”
Leia too bowed her head. “This is my husband, Captain Han Solo,” she said. “And our children, Jacen, Jaina, and Anakin.”
Luke watched Aragorn flinch at the name and felt the wave of unrelenting anger. He could see in Leia’s eyes that she felt it, too. ‘I will explain everything later,’ he thought.
She seemed to accept that. “This is Chewbacca,” she continued, “our family’s most trusted friend. And finally our droids, See-Threepio and Artoo-Detoo.”
Aragorn grinned and approached Artoo. Once he was in front of the droid, he dropped to one knee. “It is very good to see you working, my little friend.”
Artoo whistled a reply. Aragorn smiled again and stood up to face the others. “Please follow me.”
He led them up the spiraling streets as the metal gates closed behind them. Luke had learned that the material was called mithril and it was rumored to be nearly indestructible. The idea fascinated him.
Jacen, Jaina, and Anakin, however, were fascinated by the entire city. They stared open-mouthed at the buildings and streets that seemed to grow right out of the mountain. “Where’s all the speeders, Mom?” Anakin asked.
“No speeders here,” Jacen told his younger brother. Then he turned around. “Right, Uncle Luke?”
Luke smiled. “Right. No droids either.”
All three children turned around. “No droids?” Jaina asked, incredulous. “How do they get anything done?”
To their surprise, Aragorn laughed and stopped. At his gesture, the kids gathered around him. “We’ve lived our whole lives on Arda with no droids,” he told them.
Anakin blinked solemnly at him. “You mean you’ve never had droids?”
Aragorn shook his head. “Never.”
“So you mean you have to do stuff like clean and garden all by yourself?” Jacen asked, a little put off by the idea.
Laughing again, Aragorn said, “Well I have people who do that for me. You see, I’m the King here.”
That did not seem to impress the Solos. “Our mom’s a Princess,” Jaina said.
“I know,” Aragorn replied. “And I suppose that makes you three Princes and a Princess.”
Sadly, they shook their heads. Jacen glanced at Leia, then lowered his voice. “We can’t be Princes and Princesses now. Alderaan is gone.”
Luke felt the wave of old familiar sorrow and gently reached out to console his sister. Her happiness at his mental touch was stronger than normal. He looked at her curiously, but said nothing.
They were led through the Court of the Fountain and into the Citadel. Arwen was there, accompanied by Mara and the three Gondorian Princesses. “Aunt Mara!” shrieked the Solo children as they ran across the White Hall and launched themselves at her.
Mara met Luke’s eyes and smiled. “Hi kids,” she said.
“Do you mind if I talk to my sister alone for a minute?” Luke asked Aragorn quietly.
He shook his head. “Not at all. Please use the private chamber.” He indicated the door to the left of the dais.
“Thank you,” Luke said with a slight bow. Then he took Leia’s hand. “Follow me,” he said softly.
Once they were alone in the small room, Leia hugged him fiercely again. “Thank you,” she said.
He frowned. “For what?”
“For your comfort before.” Tears welled up in her eyes again. “While you were gone, I could sense Jacen and Jaina doing that for each other and I thought I would never feel it again.”
Luke brushed one of the tears off of her cheek. “Well I’m here again.”
Hesitantly, Leia nodded. “It’s just taking me a little bit to realize that.” She took a deep breath. “So when do we meet Mara’s father?”
“You already did,” he replied.
She frowned. “You don’t mean – the King?”
Luke nodded. “But there’s more. Mara has no mother.”
Sadly, Leia asked, “Dead?”
“No.” Luke said. “Mara has never had a mother. She and her twin brother were the biological children of two fathers.”
Leia opened her mouth, but then closed it without saying anything. Finally, she asked, “Is that even possible?”
“Aragorn has a small amount of Elvish blood,” Luke said. “Elves were born out of the Force, just like this whole planet. If her other father was strong in the Force in a different way – ”
“Her other father was a Jedi,” Leia interrupted.
Reluctantly, Luke nodded. “A Jedi Master.”
Leia looked at him for a long time and Luke knew she could feel his conflicted thoughts. She shook her head slowly. “I don’t believe it.”
Luke nodded. “It was Obi-Wan.”
“Wow.” Then with a smirk, she added, “So I guess our father wasn’t the only Jedi to have children.”
He sighed. “Apparently not.”
Leia looked at him critically. “Luke, why do you feel so guilty?”
He looked into her brown eyes and knew that beyond anyone else in the universe, he could tell her anything. “When Mara and her brother Alar were still little, our father and Senator Organa finally found Obi-Wan stranded here. He left his family without even saying goodbye.”
Leia squeezed his hand. “But you don’t have anything to do with that.”
Pulling his hand away, Luke said, “Then a few months later, who should show up but my father masquerading as a friend. He kidnapped Mara and Alar. That’s why Aragorn reacted when you introduced Anakin to him. That’s why I was arrested when we landed. The name Anakin Skywalker is hated here.”
She looked deeply disturbed. Luke knew that she knew he only referred to Anakin as his father and not theirs when he was especially upset. “Luke, you can’t blame yourself for the things our
father did,” she said. “It will drive you crazy.”
He shook his head. “That’s not it. Obi-Wan came back as soon as he realized that his kids had been taken. Do you know what he did?”
Leia shook her head.
“He promised Aragorn that he would find Mara and Alar and bring them back or die trying.”
Understanding dawned on Leia’s face. “Only he didn’t,” she said. “He lived on Tatooine and watched over you.”
Luke nodded miserably. “If it wasn’t for me, Mara and her brother might have been brought back to Arda years ago.”
“Or they might not have been,” Leia said. “Even if Obi-Wan had found Mara years ago, do you think the Emperor would have given her up?”
“No,” Luke admitted.
Leia nodded firmly. “Right. And Alar – what became of him?”
With a shrug, Luke said, “No one knows.” His glare darkened just a little. “No one except Vader.”
Leia sighed. “Again, little brother, you look at everything the hard way.”
“What are you talking about?” he asked.
Smirking, she said, “Well I am Chief of State.”
He grinned and hugged her. “Thank you, Leia.”
After a minute, she pulled away and frowned. “Are you okay?”
Luke could feel his eyes begin to tear up. “I was afraid that I would never see you again,” he admitted.
She half-smiled. “That’s supposed to be my line.”
“I’m serious!” he said. “Aragorn gave me a life sentence. And there were moments when I was in my jail cell that my faith in the Force failed. I thought that I would never see you or anyone else again.”
She gave him a warm smile. “Even Jedi Masters are allowed a moment of weakness. You’d only really be weak if you acted on it.”
Luke smirked. “How did you get to be so wise?”
“I have a smart brother.” Leia took a step back toward the White Hall. “But we don’t want to keep the others waiting any longer.”
They rejoined the Royal Family, where Leia was introduced to Arwen, Maréan, Elgalen, Eldarion, and Tariel. True to Mara’s prediction, Elgalen and Jaina were sitting together, swapping stories about their homes.
Mara came to Luke’s side. “Are you okay?” she asked.
He nodded and wrapped his arms around her. “Now I am.”
Later that evening, when all of the guests had been given rooms and the joy that Luke and Leia were radiating had abated as they each fell asleep, Mara stood out on the private balcony attached to her and Luke’s bedroom. Minas Tirith sprawled out below her, while the still-unfamiliar pattern of stars stretched above.
Slowly, she turned the slim handle of her first lightsaber over and over in her hands. It had been a last-minute feeling that led her to bring it – she had made her own long ago – but now she understood why the Force had urged her to have it with her this time.
It had been Luke’s first gift to her, not long after they had met. She smirked ruefully. Of course, that was after his clone had almost killed her with it. His original lightsaber, given to him by Obi-Wan Kenobi at the beginning of his training. And Obi-Wan had taken it from Anakin Skywalker.
The man who had kidnapped her.
She squeezed the handle angrily, hating the idea that she had any sort of connection to the monster who had stolen her life. Part of her wanted to run to the ruins of Osgiliath and fling the weapon into the river she had come to know as the Anduin.
But then she took a deep, calming breath and called to mind the positive. Luke had given it to her even though it was very important to him. For nearly twenty years, it had been taken care of by Obi-Wan, her father. It may have been made by Anakin Skywalker, but much better people had been guarding over it since.
From the room behind her, she could sense Luke starting to wake up. She returned the lightsaber to her pack that she had gotten off the Jade Sabre
, then climbed into bed beside her husband and snuggled deep into his half-asleep embrace.