How could she ever think that having children would be horrible? Of course, there was a time when she had no idea about Anakin or what it meant to be a Jedi. But now, she knows and she can see what her stubbornness nearly cost her—and Han.

"I'm sorry. Any woman would be proud to call them her own." Him, as well. So many women had fallen for his slow, sexy grins and rakish charm, all while she'd tried to resist him. But they're hers and there's a fierceness in her that she's not sure how to quantify. This is her family, her life.

"She does look like me. And Anakin was properly named too. He has my father's hair and smile." And Jacen is just as beautiful as she could've imagined any child of Han's.

"This picture is much better than the one I got."