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Epilogue Part 2: Our Happy Ending

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(Y/n)'s POV
I took a deep breath as I peered down the aisle of chairs that were now full for the second time tonight. All guests were waiting on me, while Anakin stood patiently under the arch. The moonlight reflected off of his features, making his crystal eyes glimmer as if they were made of the galaxies brightest stars.

"Ready, are you?" Yoda's voice broke me out of the alluring spell my future husbands eyes entrapped me in.

I nodded, glancing down to meet his excited emerald gaze. This is everything he has ever wanted for me and it was noticeable that he was on the brink of tears, but trying to hold it in, "I've been ready." I smiled with assurance, before looking down at my empty hands; wishing I had a bouquet like a proper bride.

"Almost ready." He chuckled, pulling out a large bouquet from behind his back as if he read my mind, "Made this for you, I did." He used the force to lift it up to me, smiling with pride.

I accepted it with watered eyes, "Are these... Mysess blossoms?" I asked even though I knew the answer, and my lip quivered while I fought to suppress the tears from falling.

Upon seeing them, my mind traveled back to a little over three years ago, the night of the Jedi purge. I asked him to bring me this exact flower back from Kashyyyk, neither of us knowing that that would be the last time we saw each other for over a year. And when I did finally see him, I threatened to kill him - that memory of us in the ship is what was pushing me to almost cry.

He nodded his head once, closing his eyes in the process before opening them again to look at me, "Able to give you one all those are years ago, I never was." He gestured for me to lower myself down to his level, and I did, "So today," He raised his claw and wiped away my tears with a gentle touch, "Three dozen, I brought you. One for each month I missed."

No longer being able to hold myself together, I cried. I pulled him into a tight hug; making sure not to crush the bouquet as I did, "I love you," I whispered as I tightened my hold around him. He did the same, as if he was afraid to ever let me go again, "And you have been the most amazing father I could have asked for."

I love Qui-Gon, but since I wasn't able to have him in my life, Yoda was the best alternative. He fed me, bathed me, clothed me, and raised me; he was everything I needed and more.

"Love you too, I do." He whispered back as we ended our hug. He turned his head to the side and wiped under his eyes, doing his best to be subtle about it so no one would notice. The only other time I saw him cry this way was the day they found Anakin and I under the debris, he held onto me for what felt like an hour.

Or maybe it was an hour.

We both smiled at each other and I stood up straight with the bouquet tight in my grasp, "Okay," I took a deep breath, "Now I'm ready."

I reached down and held one of his hands as we descended down the aisle. Light music was already playing and everyone stood up the moment I took my first step forward.

I smiled and met the eyes of everyone I hold dear to my heart - excluding my babies who have fallen back asleep in the arms of Max and Jimmy.

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Then, my gaze traveled forward and I met Anakin's eyes that were filled to the brim with love and devotion. I held my breath, feeling the burn in my lungs as they begged for a release. And my heart rate picked up to a rapid pace, until I could feel the vibrations of the beat in my throat.