I didn't want to be in the temple. Instead of walking around with pride, I walked around with shame. I felt my secret in my belly growing. I felt dizzy and nauseous. I nearily avoided speaking with anyone. I needed to lay down.

I questioned if my mother felt this way when she worked. I thought of my mother. My parents. I went to Anakin's room, he wasn't home yet from his report to the council and the Chancellor. So I just laid on his bed and thought.

I wondered where my father was. I wondered if he stayed on Alderaan. I wondered what he must think of me, if he'd heard of me. I wondered what would have happened if I stayed with him. I don't remember much from then. My memories of when I was younger were fading almost. I wanted to go back to my time of innocence. When having others make my choices didn't bother me.

I thought of my mother. She was a woman of honorable respect. I was slowly remembering what I for so long wanted to forget. If I had stayed there I would've been forced to be a politician. I would've been forced to be prim and proper constantly, which I knew was never my style. I would've much rather preferred even my fathers route. At least with my fathers route I could hit something.

When I have this child I will make sure they have the choices they deserve. They don't have to be a Jedi, but I will teach them how to handle themselves, because between both Anakin and I the force will be so strong with them. But I won't force them into anything. I won't make them follow in mine or Anakin's footsteps or set unrealistic expectations on them.

Anakin then entered the room. When he saw me, he jumped a little.

"Sorry, I let myself in." I explained.

"No complaining here. Why would I ever complain about coming home to a beautiful woman in my bed?" He winked.

"Watch yourself, buddy." I rolled my eyes.

"I mean, why would I ever complain about having my beautiful wife lying in bed when I come home." He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"That's better." I said, "I love hearing you call me that." I smiled at this man that made my heart sing. I felt my body begin to feel like there was oxygen running through it again.

"Anything for my wife." He kissed me then assumed began getting comfortable.

"So what is on your mind?" He asked me, his head laying on my stomach.

"My parents." I admitted, I started playing with his hair.

"You never really talk about them." He pointed out.

"No, I don't. I don't really remember much before my mother died and I haven't seen my father since I left for the temple." I explained.

"Maybe you should go see him?" He suggested.

"I would but, I would have no idea where he is. He might not even be on Alderaan anymore." I said.

"We could find him?" He suggested, "You helped me find my mother, I would be returning a favor. Is there anyone I could ask to find him?" He sat up.

"That's very sweet, honestly Anakin you've repaid me three times over with the amount of love you give me. The only person maybe would be Senator Organa, he was my mothers brother." I said first, then I changed my mind, "But actually, I couldn't. I'm not ready." I said.

"Are you afraid?" He asked me.

"It's not that I'm afraid. I'm a Jedi, fear isn't in my vocabulary. It's just that.." I trailed off, I couldn't find the word for it.

"It's not the right time?" He suggested.

"That's a good way of putting it." I shrugged.

"How do you remember your parents?" He asked me.

"Kind. Respected. I don't remember much of home, just a lot of galas and parties I had to be dragged along to to give them their 'Perfect Family' look. They always wanted what was best for me. I know they did. They loved each other very much." I said.

"Do you ever wonder what would've happened if you never went with Windu to the temple?" He asked, we both were staring at the ceiling.

"I know what would've happened. I would've been forced to become a politician, like my mother. Or if I was lucky a guard and go into the academy like my father. They loved what they did so much, they wanted us to have that. Even if we didn't want it." I told him, "When we have our child we better not force him into any kind of profession they don't want."

"Of course not." He smiled, playing with my hands, "I think you'll be a wonderful mother, one day."

When he said that my heart stopped. I had to tell him. We were about to be parents in a few months and he had no idea. I froze up. I was terrified on how he'll react. What if it's not a happy reaction? What if he leaves me? What if, what if, what if?

"Are you alright?" He asked me after a moment of silence. His blue eyes now looked up from my hands to my face. He his head off his stomach and laid on his stomach next to me.

"Yes, of course." I shuttered. I felt like I couldn't form the words to tell him. "It's just, when you were in the Citadel, and all this war I'm so afraid of losing you. I don't want to hear another rumor that you were killed or see you get tortured."

"Do you remember, back when we were reunited for the first time to protect Padmé?" He asked me.

"Yes." I smiled.

"That night I had asked you what was wrong, and I was able to see that you were lying to me, twice. I'm also afraid of losing you. But I know you, what's wrong with you is bigger than this." He told me, "Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" I frowned.

"What's happened to you that you're not telling me?" He asked again.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you many times but it just never felt right." I began, I grabbed his hands. He looked so scared, probably mirroring my own face.

"You see, something incredible has happened and I didn't know how to handle it so I just avoided it." I continued, "Anakin, I'm pregnant."

His face drifted from fear to shock to incredulous all in a few seconds. I watched as I waited for his reaction.

"How long have you known?" He asked, he put a hand on my stomach instinctively. He was smiling as he did, honestly I couldn't figure out his emotion.

"A month or so.." I admitted. He looked up and it looked as though his eyes would roll out of his head.

"(Y/N), you should've told me." He said.

"We were fighting on Onderon, then I wanted you to focus on doing all you could for the Republic, then you were captured. It's been a crazy month." I said.

"You should've told me, the isn't ending for a while, you know that. And I could've helped you. You weren't alone." He repeated, his emotion still undecided.

"I'm not sorry." I admitted, it was true. I would not apologize for giving myself time to cope and understand that there's a tiny child inside of me. I grabbed his hand on my stomach. He stared at it, not saying anything.

"I'm going to be a father?" He finally looked up at me, a tear grazing his eye. His mouth was turned up in a smile.

"Yes, Anakin." I said in letting out a sigh of relief. Tears also came to my eyes. He grabbed my face with both hands, using his thumbs to remove the tears then he kissed where tears began staining my cheeks. Then he kissed me. He was so excited, I smiled into the kiss. I was so endeared by his happiness.

"What are we going to do?" I asked when we separated.

"Nothing right now, just give me this moment. This is the happiest moment of my life." He told me, then kissing me again.

He pulled me over and on top of him. This way I was laying on his chest. This truly was the happiest moment. We were going to be a family, somehow we will make this work. Anakin was the happiest I'd ever seen him. I would do everything I could to keep him this happy. I laughed into our kiss and for a moment we laid there just staring at one another.

"I love you." He moved a piece of my hair away.

"I love you so much more."

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