Hello there. I needed to write some good old fashioned fluff for this family who never saw any of it.

This could be the start of a new series documenting the domestic family life of the Skywalkers.

Hope you enjoy!

Padmé loved her job, as difficult as it could be at times, and as much as she felt the political world was growing more corrupt with each passing day.

The endless fight was frustrating but she felt good was doing her part in trying to restore the Republic to greatness.

There were many stressful days, especially over the last several months with the confirmation that Chancellor Palpatine was a Sith Lord and his subsequent death (at her own husband's hands).

Anakin had faced trial but was acquitted of the crime, with testimony from Master Windu and Master Kenobi. As far as they were concerned Anakin had done his job, discovering the truth and while they would have preferred to have Palpatine surrendered to them alive, given the circumstances and that he saved Master Windu, he was not charged.

Anakin had been the hero in her eyes in rescuing Master Windu though Anakin himself had not seen it that way.

The political world had been a mess since the incident and she had only just recently returned to it, having taken leave to spend time with her newborn twins.

There was much to rebuild and tensions to resolve and all of it took time and patience that was fraying.

After a long day with meeting after meeting, with no helpful conclusions, she couldn't wait to return home to her family.

Just the thought of her children returned the smile that the stress of the day had removed.

They had just passed their six month and were both little bundles of joy and energy. They babbled, Leia more so than Luke, and it was nonsense but she loved listening to everything they were trying to say.

She hurried home, anxious to see her family.

However, as soon as she opened the door she was met with an empty and quiet room. Usually Anakin had the twins in their play area and the room was full of delightful giggles as they played with their toys and their father.

"Anakin?"

"Welcome home, Mistress Padmé!" C-3PO greeted joyfully as he came into view, emerging from the corner of the room.

She smiled kindly at the family droid. "Hello Threepio. Where is Anakin?"

"Master Ani took Master Luke and Mistress Leia to bed."

She knew her last meeting had run a little late but she hoped her children would still be awake. Judging by the quiet of the apartment, she knew they were asleep for the night and tried to swallow her disappointment.

She did love her job but she didn't like all the time she missed with her family.

At the very least she could look in on them while they slept and spend the rest of the evening with Anakin.

"Thank you, Threepio."

She crossed the room and slowly opened the door to the twins bedroom. Her stomach dropped at the sight of their empty cribs. The room was quiet and still, as if no one had been in it all day.

"Threepio?" She whirled around and Threepio hurried over to her. "The bedroom is empty."

"Oh yes, my apologies Mistress Padmé, I should have clarified. Master Ani took the young ones into the master bedroom." He turned and motioned towards the other bedroom door.

She released a sigh of relief, the pressure in her chest loosening and she smiled, thanking the droid again.

As she headed toward their bedroom she wondered why Anakin had brought them in there.

For the first couple of months, they'd allow them to sleep with them, especially if they couldn't sleep through the night.

Once they had started sleeping through the night they were transferred to their own room and it was only a rare occasion they brought them into bed with them. Padmé didn't want to spoil them but getting Anakin to cooperate with the rule was a struggle.

She slowly, quietly opened the door and peered inside the dimmed room.

Her heart warmed at the sight that greeted her.

Anakin was fast asleep on their bed, Leia sprawled longways across his chest and Luke sprawled across his abdomen.

He had one hand on each of their backs, keeping them securely pressed to him.

One of the most wonderful sights in the world to her was watching Anakin with their children.

The incident with Palpatine, and the reveal of their secret marriage had caused him to leave the Jedi and in the six months since he had done so, she'd never seen him happier.

The nightmares that plagued him were mostly gone. There was still the occasional night he woke up in a sweat and left the room to compose himself. Sometimes she'd find him back in bed with her the next morning, his arm slung over her waist, clutching her to him but most often she found him asleep in the chair in the children's room.

Anakin had always been fiercely protective of her, both due to his Jedi training and his love for her. Their children were no different. From the moment he first held them in his arms they had his heart just as much as she did.

Some of the weight and burden had been lifted off of him once she safely delivered the twins with no complications but she knew there would always be fear, and perhaps darkness, preying upon his mind.

The day Palpatine was killed he came to her, shaking and collapsing into her arms, and confessed how close he had come to turning to the Dark Side.

She had been frightened and worried for him as he fought his demons, but the birth of their children brought a renewed hope, light and purpose to his life

He almost always wore a smile, because he was always around her and their children. He didn't have to hide his affections for her in public, though she urged him that she still had to maintain a certain amount of decency in the public eye.

However, he could proclaim her as his wife and he did so at every opportunity. Four years of secrets and they could finally be the couple, and family, they dreamed of being.

All of Coruscant knew who her children were because Anakin couldn't help but show them off. They took his name and therefore affectionately became known as the Skywalker Twins. She remembered Anakin as a child and knew as their children grew, somehow they'd inherit his affinity for trouble-making, especially with Anakin being with them in their daily life.

The twins were still young yet, just barely starting to sit up and move around by themselves, but she could see their unique personalities beginning to form and couldn't wait to see who they'd become.

She watched them adoringly for a long minute, not wanting to take her eyes off of them. Also not wishing to disturb them, she slowly turned to back out of the room.

As she moved, Anakin stirred on the bed and she froze in the doorway.

His brow furrowed, his head shifting as he slowly rose from slumber. His eyes opened and landed on her.

"Padmé?" His voice was rough with sleep.

"Hello." She greeted quietly with a sweet smile and stepped slowly back into the room."I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you."

His eyes squinted, adjusting to the light drifting into the room. Then he peered down his nose, checking on the babies still sound asleep atop him. His lips curved in a smile as his hands twitched on their backs and then he glanced back up at Padmé.

"That's alright." He whispered. "I hadn't meant to fall asleep."

He blinked again, clearing the final remnants of sleep.

"What time is it?"

"A little after seven." She answered, walking over to the vanity. She figured as long as Anakin was awake, she might as well change out of her work clothes and get more comfortable.

"Seven?" He cursed under his breath. "I'm sorry, Padmé. I didn't make dinner. I completely lost track of the time…"

"It's fine, Ani. I'll have something sent up." She gave him a smile as she pulled her hair loose and it toppled in waves across her shoulders.

She enjoyed decorating herself up for the day, and compared to when she was Queen, her senatorial outfits were very simple, but after a long day she also looked forward to relaxing in nothing but a nightgown.

"How was your day?" He asked, turning his head toward her. She couldn't help but smirk at the sight of him, practically pinned to the bed by their sleeping babies. Bless his heart, Anakin didn't seem to mind a bit. "Uneventful, I hope?"

"It was." She said and sighed as she began to slip off her dress. "Though, in my case I think I prefer eventful." She carefully hung the dress and then grabbed a blue silk nightgown from the closet. "As always the senate cannot seem to agree on anything so nothing is moving forward."

"It feels like you've been saying that for weeks."

"I have." She shook her head and slipped on the nightgown. "I knew it wouldn't be easy trying to get back into the job but it seems worse than ever. People don't trust each other and it seems that everyone is afraid to take a stand for what they believe to be right."

Anakin raised a brow. "I know you don't."

"I don't." She agreed and then sighed. "But I'm not enough."

"You're the best thing that could ever happen to that senate."

Her face softened in a smile as she walked slowly over to the bed. "I think you're a little biased, Ani."

"Biased? Well tell that to the little boy whose first encounter with a pretty girl was a young but strong-willed Queen."

A small smile crossed her lips. "And the Jedi padawan who was assigned to protect me and then married me in secret despite every rule telling him he couldn't."

He smirked unapologetically. "And now I'm still married to her and the father to her children so I don't see your point here."

She shook her head affectionately. "Not everyone sees me as an angel and not everyone is going to agree with me, certainly not about politics. I will fight for peace in the republic for as long as I live, I just wish I could have a little breakthrough."

"You'll have one, one would hope they've got some capacity to use their heads."

"I hope you're right." She sighed and then smiled softly. "But enough about the senate. How was your day? The babies give you a hard time?"

Anakin frowned and his thumb gently brushed across his slumbering daughter's back. "I think Leia might be coming down with something. She was running a low temperature and was fussy all day which, of course, made Luke fussy." He sighed quietly and shook his head slowly. "I swear sometimes they share a brain."

Padmé quietly perched herself down on the edge of the bed. She carefully reached over and placed a gentle hand to her daughter's forehead.

"Is she alright?" Leia's skin was slightly warm to the touch but not hot enough to be too alarming and she seemed to be resting peacefully.

She could now see her little fist had grabbed hold of Anakin's shirt and the material was still clutched tight in her grasp.

She glanced down to Luke and found her son had drooled considerably, making a dark colored wet spot on Anakin's shirt.

"I think so. She finally fell asleep like this and then so did Luke and well, I had no other choice if I wanted them to stay asleep. I know they'll be up later but they didn't nap and Leia especially needed to sleep. And as for me, well, as it turns out, two warm sleeping infants are very comforting and I've been asleep all afternoon."

She smiled weakly at him. "Sounds like you needed it too."

She moved her hand to first brush across his forehead and then pushed her fingers through his hair. He hummed in pleasure and his eyes fluttered, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"They're exhausting." He said with a small sigh.

Carefully, so as not to wake the babies, she laid down on the bed against Anakin's side.

"But worth it." He finished in a whisper, brushing a feather light kiss across Leia's head.

Padmé smiled and pressed a gentle, tender kiss to his cheek. "You're such a wonderful father, Ani."

His smile widened and she nuzzled her nose against him before settling her head against his shoulder.

Next to the warmth of her husband, listening to the quiet sounds of her children breathing as they slept, all of the stress of the day melted away.

The dim lighting and the comforting atmosphere of the room caused her eyes to fall heavy.

She smiled softly as she felt Anakin shift his head and press a gentle kiss to her head.

She hummed quietly and carefully lifted her hand to place over his where it rested lightly on Leia's back.

She drew even more comfort from the rhythmic rise and fall of her little girl's breathing.

"I love you." She whispered, pressing her lips to his shoulder.

"I love you." He echoed just as quietly but full of love.

Forgetting about dinner and all her other responsibilities, she closed her eyes and let herself begin to drift off.

Her life wasn't perfect by any means but it was these moments that made it wonderful and she couldn't imagine her life any other way.