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A/N: I got this idea for this story randomly. It was out of the blue and because of that I wasn't planning on releasing this fan-fic, but then I figured...why not? So without further ado...here's the first chapter. I do apologize in advance if it's complete doo-doo. Anyways...happy readings!

Title: Star Light, Star Bright

Summary: If there was one thing Syrena knew it was that life was full of challenges. Dealing with her twin brother's betrayal was just one of the many things she has to deal with. The other being her growing feelings for a certain Resistance pilot. Eventual Poe Dameron/OC. •Cover by January Lily•

"Twins: two unique souls united by birth." ― Unknown Author

Chapter 1: Prologue: Birth

Leia Organa was in pain.

Han Solo didn't need to be force sensitive in order to know his wife was experiencing excruciating pain in the next room over. It had been hours now since she had been escorted into the medical room, and he knew the pain still lingered. That's what women had the unfortunate luck of feeling when going through child birth. The knowledge of this did nothing to lessen his anxiousness.

Sure, one might have assumed that a man like him, Han Solo a smuggler who had seen and experienced all kinds of challenges in his life would think nothing of child birth. That, however, was certainly not true.

Child birth was getting the best (or in this case perhaps the worst) out of him.

If only Leia had allowed him to enter the medical room with her. To his displeasure at her request he was ordered to wait outside. Although Han followed such request, he was still flabbergasted that she had even made it. He couldn't understand why Leia didn't want him in there with him. Wasn't he supposed to stand by her side during child birth and let her hold his hand with a tight grip? Let him feel a fraction of the pain she was currently enduring. Even before today he had an image of doing that supportive action for her. It was the right thing to do. But his wife didn't want him near her while she delivered. And that heavily perplexed Han.

From beside where he was pacing, Chewie his long time trusted companion gave him a soft look. The Wookiee didn't like seeing his friend so on edge. Chewie voiced his solicitous feelings in an attempt to soothe his friend's restlessness but it didn't as planned. In return Han momentarily froze sending Chewie a look before he once again continued his fretful pacing.

Having failed to soothe Han, Chewie turned to gaze at the other person who was waiting outside of the medical room with them. Luke Skywalker, who had been untroubled and quiet as can be, took in the Wookiee's pleading expression. He gave Chewie a nod before he directed his attention onto Han.

"Remain calm." Luke evenly told him causing the brown haired man to stop his pacing. When he was looking straight at him, Luke gave him a knowing look. "Han, my sister is a strong woman. Rest assured that she's fine."

Han in past had always been annoyed by Luke's tranquil behavior due to his Jedi skills. However, at the moment he envied Luke for being so damn self-possessed. Luke had a point though. If there was anything Han learned from the things they've all been through together (him, Leia, Luke, and Chewie,) it was that Leia Organa was indeed a strong woman. That reminder allowed Han to lessen his worry, but it quickly came back when another thought entered his mind.

His eyes showed the immediate distress that invaded him. "And the baby?" He asked out loud making Chewie look at Luke. The Wookiee along with Han were searching Luke's face for any signs of trouble. However, if there was any Luke did a fantastic job of hiding it from them.

Luke had closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall. He had on a tranquil expression as he let out a single worded response. "Healthy."

Han let out a relieved sigh. That was good news. Leia and the baby were both okay. Despite knowing this useful information, his heart hadn't fully calmed down and his stomach was still in knots. He knew why. He was nervous. Nervous to meet his own child. How was he supposed to be a father? He barely remembered his own parents let alone father, with him being orphaned at such a young age. So how in the world was he supposed to raise and be a good role model for this kid? This kid who was not only a part of him but Leia as well. What if he did the wrong thing and ruined any chances of happiness for the kid? Sure Han had doubts about being a bad father during Leia's pregnancy, but now that he was close to meeting his kid the reality of being a parent was hitting him hard.

Maybe it had been a good idea for Leia to make him wait outside the medical room. Sure he was inwardly panicking but perhaps if he had been in the delivery room (seeing his baby born with his own eyes) his panicked state would have been way more obvious. And the last thing he wanted to do was distress Leia and the baby.

Han's thoughts then started to drift elsewhere. He and Leia had agreed to keep the gender of the baby a surprise. Han had been reluctant about that because he really wanted to know if they were having a son or daughter. To him it didn't matter if the baby was male or female. Just as long as they were healthy and according to Luke just now the baby was in a healthy state. And because of that his curiosity was eating away at him that he decided to give into the question that had been growing louder in his head.

"Do you know if the baby is a boy or girl?" Han found himself once again seeking Luke for answers.

Luke ever tranquil kept his eyes closed, but Han noticed the tiniest of smiles to appear on the male Jedi's face. It was a smile that said he knew something he didn't and that made Han want to know more about the cause behind the secretive smile. Before he was even able to ask another question regarding Luke's slightly guarded amused exterior form, the doors to the medical room opened.

Out stepped a midwife and at that moment all of Han's attention was on her waiting to see what she had to announce. He felt the sudden tension that entered him wash away when the midwife offered him a small but solace smile.

"You may enter now if you wish to see them."

Them.

It wasn't just Leia in there and the reminder of that once again made Han's nervousness increase. His heart rate went berserk as did the feeling in his stomach. A sudden touch to his shoulder made Han come out of his anxious state. He looked up and saw Chewie giving his shoulder a pat. Finally realizing that the Wookiee had been nothing but caring this whole time, Han gave him a look that held gratefulness. He patted Chewie's shoulder in return before walking toward the medical room. As he did this, Han passed by Luke. The male Jedi now had his eyes open. So when he saw Han walking into the medical room to see his sister he offered him a nod. Han made the same gesture before stepping into the medical room with the midwife. However once the doors closed the same smile from before returned to Luke's face.

Chewie saw this. The Wookiee tilted his head and made a bemused noise.

"Don't worry, Chewie. It's nothing bad." Luke reassured him. "Really, it's more amusing than anything." His lips curled further upwards. "You'll soon find out. Hopefully by then Han's shock will be under better control."

Chewie just roared lowly in response. He didn't quite know what Luke meant by all that, but he said it wasn't bad. So that made the Wookiee feel better before setting his eyes on the now closed medical room door.

Stepping into the medical room, Han was immediately led further inside. The midwife walked ahead through the hall leading him into another room. Although the midwife had been leading him, she had been kind enough to give Han space when he finally entered the room where Leia and his child were resting in. Once in the room he disregarded the medical droids that were in there and instead his attention went onto his wife.

Leia was in bed in the middle of the room, lying down with pillows supporting her back. She looked completely exhausted, which was perfectly understandable with what she had just gone through. To Han though she still looked beautiful. Maybe even more than before. She looked so happy at the moment as she was cradling not one but two bundles in her arms.

Wait...two?

Realization then hit Han Solo hard. His eyes widen and he couldn't stop the next word from flying out of his mouth.

"Two?!" Han blurted out causing Leia to finally take notice of his presence. "We have twins?!" Now he understood why Luke had looked so amused. Damn him. He could have warned him in time before entering the room. Maybe then he would have been able to handle the shock he was feeling.

Leia, who wasn't the least bit disturbed by his shocked form, just nodded. "Yes, twins." She said peacefully. The smile on her face never faltered as she cooed at the two blessings she held. Surprisingly neither of the babies had been disturbed by Han's outburst. They were quiet as ever as she gazed at them lovingly.

Han, who was still trying to process everything, ran hand through his hair. "But...how?" He murmured.

Leia looked up from her children to stare at Han. She gave him an semi-amused expression. "I think you know how." She answered despite asking that question more to himself.

Hearing her response allowed Han to get a hold of himself. "Yeah, of course. I..." He took a deep breath. "This is just a lot to take in." The worry about failing as a father came back. Now he not only had to worry about ruining one kid, but two kids. What if he failed them both?

The look on his face said it all and Leia could practically feel his nervousness. She offered him a warm smile, hoping that perhaps him meeting his children would tame that doubt he probably had going on. "Would you like to hold them?" She softly asked him.

That right away drew Han away from his negative thoughts. Despite being hesitant at first, he soon found himself walking towards Leia. Nearing the bed, Han carefully took a seat on the edge of the bed beside Leia. Now that he was closer he had a much better view of the babies. One of them was wrapped in a blue blanket and the one in a pink one. Han no longer needed to be told what were the genders of his babies. It appeared that Leia and him got one of each. Twins, just like Leia and Luke. One was a boy and the other a girl.

Yes...now he knew what Luke must have felt when he asked such question about the gender. Oh...the humor.

Han was slightly startled when Leia tried handing the blue bundle to him. He however didn't protest. This was his son...and despite him being nervous he wanted to hold his son. Han made sure to give Leia a firm nod before she allowed him to take the baby from her. She continued to hold onto the pink bundle as Han now had his son in his arms. He had never held a baby before, but thanks to Leia constantly giving him lessons on how to handle a infant probably, Han felt like he was a expert. As soon as he held his son, Han got the same loving expression that Leia had on.

The nervousness he was feeling was becoming less and less noticeable.

However, after a few seconds of holding him, Han started to feel the baby fuss. He saw his son pouting slightly as he let out a little soft cry.

Han felt a little discouraged by this, but quickly covered it up by lightheartedness. "Well, he's a little fuss ball, isn't he?" He commented affectionately.

"Ben." Leia earnestly announced to him. Han looked at her and saw her smiling happily. "I want to name him Ben."

Han gazed down at his son before glancing at his wife again. "Ben..." He said thoughtfully. "I like that name. Ben it is."

Leia felt content that Han had agreed with the name of their son. He cooed at her daughter once more before looking at her husband again. "Would you like to hold her now?" She asked him.

The same hesitance from before came back, but like with his son, Han also wanted to hold his daughter. Daughter. Saying that in his head left such a heavy impact on Han. He made sure to be careful as Leia took a hold of Ben again and as he held onto his daughter.

There were two things Han noticed right away when having his daughter in his arms. The first, unlike her brother, she wasn't fussing around. Not even after a few seconds of holding her. She was serene as ever. Her relaxed state in a way reminded him of whenever Luke meditated. Absolute tranquility. It was a bit astounding that it was coming from a baby. Now the second thing he noticed was that she had her eyes slightly open. And it appeared that she had the same flecks of color in her eyes as he had. That made a warm feeling go through him. What left him more over joyed though was that she was just looking at him so innocently. Han finally released a smile.

"She's so beautiful."

Leia saw the merriment in Han's face and her own happiness grew as well. She planted a kiss on Ben's head as his fussing finally ended. She then gazed at both her husband and daughter, meaningfully. "She has your eyes." She told him with buoyancy.

Han spared her a look before gazing down at his daughter again. "Lucky her." He said lightheartedly.

"What would you like to name her?" Leia asked him.

Han became puzzled as he averted his eyes onto her again. "You haven't picked out a name for her?"

"Well, I named our son. Seems only fair you get to name our daughter." Leia reasoned with him.

Yes...that did seem fair. Han looked back down at his daughter. A ton of different girl names popped into his head but none of them stood out to him. He had to pick a good name. A name that not only he and Leia would like, but one he knew his daughter would like as she grew older. Finally, after what felt like forever, Han thought of a perfect name for her.

"Syrena." Han announced with importance. "I want to name her Syrena."

"Syrena." Leia said trying that name out for herself. A smile graced her face once more. "That sounds lovely. I'm certain she'll love it when she's older."

"I'll tell you another thing that's for certain." Han said giving Leia a serious look. "She's never going to leave our sights when she's older."

Leia playfully rolled her eyes and Han noticed this.

"I'm serious. With my luck she'll end up with some arrogant fool."

"Oh, so someone like you?" Leia joked causing Han to smile. He once again gazed at his daughter. Love and protectiveness were shown in his eyes as she stared at him.

"Don't you worry though." Han softly said to her. "Your mother and I will always be there for you. Plus, your brother will be there to protect you as well. He'll make sure to scare away any males that get in your way."

"Her older brother." Leia added as she cradled Ben closer to her.

Han gazed at his wife and his heart soared when she returned the same loving expression. He glanced at his son before looking at his daughter again. Although finding out that he had twins had scared him, now that he was with his wife and children...his family...the nervousness from before was growing weaker. Yes, the feeling was still there, but having held both of his children made the doubt slightly lessen.

His smile grew as his daughter continued to look at him so innocently.

Maybe...just maybe he would do fine as a father. For both of his children.