Hello my faithful readers, this is the first in a series of oneshots which will lead to the sequel of Moonlight Sonata: L'Aurora. For those of you who are new to this series, I will inform you that it probably won't make any sense to you unless you read the first part. If you somehow are able to understand, then more power to you, and I hope to see you on the other side. :D Also, just a note: I will be changing the oneshots name as soon as you all get onboard. It will be called "Come Undone" which I credit Nyce for the idea, as she tagged the story with this song by FFH. So, look for it under that name after you update your favorites.

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, this is my story for my pleasure alone. I get nothing from it, and it is also the last time I am putting this up here. Why? Cause I abhorr writing these things. :)

I.

The Republic has fallen. The once-glorious democracy has been overtaken by the Empire, governed now by its power hungry empress: Kacia Flure, stretches out its hand to overtake the galaxy.

The newly established Imperial Fleet has begun the invasion of various systems throughout the galaxy, wishing to bring them into the Galactic Empire.

However, from the few systems who have refused to join, comes opposition. Anakin Skywalker, Hero of the Republic; and Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Negotiator are still regrouping with the fallen Jedi on various systems. Although their headquarters are still hidden, rumors have begun to circulate that their bases are on Alderaan, as it is one system who has refused to join the Galactic Emprie, and is apart of the Alliance of Free Systems; a group who still belong to the old Republic...

Commander Nexus Tashii looked out of the bridge window of the Imperial Starship Torrent. For eight months he had awaited this mission, the mission which would take him from being a nobody commander, to someone with respect – for if he could get Alderaan to submit before him, then it would truly be a feat to remember.

"Commander Tashii." Sergeant Foren approached him. "Sir, we are approaching Alderaan, and are about to go back to regular speed."

"Good, send word to the other starships within our convoy. We are to first survey the space around Alderaan – there have been intelligence reports which may insinuate that the Alliance has headquarters here." Tashii replied.

"Very good sir." Foren said, turning on his heel and leaving the bridge.

The blinding light of stars slowed until they were pinpoints, the ship coming out of hyperspeed. Tashii looked down with glee as Alderaan came into view... as well as something which he did – yet didn't – expect. A starship, a Venator Class Stardestroyer to be exact; its colors still the red and silver of the Republic. Commander Tashii knew there might be some resistance, in fact he had planned for it – but he did not expect for Alderaan to already have a ship out in space and ready to greet them.

Aboard the ship he knew that it could store about 500 smaller starships... he didn't think that the fallen Rebels could conglomerate in that time, so he was sure that there were only a few starships which would be filled with pilots. "Sergeant" he called, bringing Foren back to his side. "Send word to the hangar bay, tell them we might have company and to send out a few of the TIE fighters."

"TIE fighters sir?" Foren replied, looking out the window. "Yes sir."

The Commander looked out the window just as two Jedi starfighters zoomed past him – he recognized the colors: red and gold. In the Republic, those two colored starfighters had been associated with only two men... Skywalker and Kenobi.

"Foren! Tell those fighters that they're going to have quite a bit of trouble!"

"Red leader to gold leader, come in Obi-Wan." Anakin Skywalker's voice crackled over the transmission.

"Gold leader to red, I'm here Anakin, what is it?" Obi-Wan replied.

"We seem to have done what he came to do, and drew the attention of the Torrent. Unfortunately, that means that you now have a TIE fighter on your tail. Pull up." Anakin told his brother-in-law, "I'll take care of them once you're out of the way."

Obi-Wan nodded, although Anakin couldn't see it. "Alright, Anakin, pulling up now." the starfighter flipped up, leaving the TIE following him open to Anakin's attacks. Within moments, the other starfighter opened fire, blowing the TIE to smithereens. "You know, I still can't believe you tricked me into getting the gold fighter. I had completely forgotten about its attractiveness." Anakin laughed over the intercom.

"My apologies" he said, "But your signature gold ship could not be ignored."

"Yes, I can see that. I only hope that its not going to be a problem." Obi-Wan replied. "Gold leader to Blue, are you there?"

"Yes master, I'm here." Zett Jukassa's voice came over the line. "Do you think that this is going to get too ugly master?"

Obi-Wan opened his mouth to speak but instead – "It should, these guys have come to take over Alderaan. And that is completely unacceptable."

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan chastised. "Though you are right, quite frankly I hope it doesn't turn ugly."

"Foolish hope." Anakin replied curtly. "They've come here to start a war... and that's exactly what they're going to get."

"How many times do I have to tell you that fighting doesn't solve anything?!" Obi-Wan asked incredulously.

"You don't. I already know it." Anakin quipped, Obi-Wan just groaned. "I wonder how it is that Her Majesty-ness was able to commission so many fighters in such short time. Its only been eight months."

"And we've been in hiding, Anakin. Without any opposition to what she'd doing, it was easy. That, and its plenty of time with which to do things." Obi-Wan replied. "Also she commissioned most of the Republic Navy and just painted the damn ships black... like I should have."

"Well, I was trying to avoid that whole rigmarole explanation." Anakin replied, "My question was more rhetorical."

Obi-Wan scoffed, "Rhetoric. Ha! Your wife is influencing you, Anakin."

"I don't mind. In fact I-"

"Skywalker-" a voice crackled over the radio. "I need help."

"What's your position Solo?" Anakin asked, looking around for the Stellar Envoy. Skandar Solo had joined them in the fight, as his homeplanet was also one which wished to remain free, he willingly fought to protect it. In turn, he volunteered to assist in anything which may harm other planets.

"I have six TIE's on my tail, you better get here fast." Skandar replied, "There's only so much that I can do with these twin guns – and I've got –" the transmission crackled.

"Sounds like he needs some assistance. There's only so much a Solo can do when he's flying solo." Anakin quipped, laughing slightly. "Well Obi?"

"Gold leader to Blue, come in Zett." Obi-Wan tried.

"Yes Master?"

"Go help Solo, Anakin and I are going in for that cruiser that's heading for Alderaan. It can't reach the atmosphere, or Bail will have quite an issue on his hands." Obi-Wan declared.

Anakin scoffed, "Not that he can't handle himself. I'm surprised he's still running the planet. The burns were pretty severe... but, he seems to have a heart of stone. No flame can touch him."

"Anakin, not now. Go Zett."

"Very well Master." the blue starship flew past the two Jedi Masters a few moments later.

"Obi-Wan, do you see that?" Anakin asked over the comms.

Obi-Wan looked forward, "Oh dear, could this get any worse?"

In front of them was the ship which they were heading toward, the Torrent, sitting there as if waiting for them. However, the ship was not alone. Beside it was the Interim, one of the first commissioned ships of the Imperial fleet. It was known for its high number of blasters – in other words, it was a killing machine. Designed for the sole purpose of destroying any ship which may come close to its protectee.

"I think that this may be a problem." Anakin replied, "How are we supposed to get past the Interim?"

"You're the one with all the bright ideas." Obi-Wan quipped, "You figure it out."

"Red leader to Hope come in please." Anakin transmitted to their flagship.

"Hope to Red leader, what's the problem?" the Varian Peregrine's voice came over the line.

"We seem to have the Interim between us and the target. What are its weaknesses?" Anakin asked.

The sound of shuffling could be heard over the comms. "Anakin, this is Qui-Gon. Your orders are to avoid the Interim at all costs. Repeat, avoid the Interim at all costs. Over."
"But its in our way, Qui-Gon." Anakin replied, "We're going to need something to draw their firepower if you do that."

"How do some V-Wings sound? You have plenty of Alderaanian fighters out there already, just waiting to help you out." Varian's voice replied.

"Thanks brother, that'll help some." Anakin replied.

"Initiating communication linkup now." Varian said. "Anakin? Paris? can you communicate?"

"Skywalker?" Paris Trint, a Corellian volunteer, asked.

"I'm here Trint."

"Good, we have communication between the two of you." Varian said, "You're now on your own."

The TIE fighters came toward Anakin and Obi-Wan, firing their blasters to shoot them down. "Okay, Trint, we'll take care of these – if you can try to get your team closer to the Interim we'll use the distraction to get to the Torrent."

"Alright." Paris replied, "Okay, Alpha one to Beta six, can you read me?"
"Alright, Anakin," Obi-Wan began, "Now comes your adorable acrobatics."

"Aw, Obi-Wan, I'm touched." Anakin retorted. "However, we seem to be unable to shake these TIE's."

A new voice crackled. "May I volunteer?"

"Snips?! What are you doing here?" Anakin snapped, "You're supposed to be on the-" the Intrepid zoomed past. "And in my ship?!"

"Your wife gave me special permission." Ahsoka replied quickly, the guns which Anakin had put on the Intrepid firing at the TIEs which were bothering the two Jedi.

Anakin growled.

"She does have a good point, Anakin." Obi-Wan's voice crackled, "If she goes in front of us, then we may have a chance to get to the Torrent, which would raise the chances of our survival to very, very good."

"Not alone she won't."

"I'll help her." Skandar's voice then came, "You two getting into that ship is vital to Alderaan's freedom. Tano, can you read me?"

"Loud and clear Skandy, lets go." Ahsoka's voice replied, the Stellar Envoy joining the Intrepid over Anakin and Obi-Wan's heads.

"Well, that answers that question." Obi-Wan said offhandedly, "Now that its solved... Zett, can you join us?"
"Yes, master. Just give me..." he trailed off a moment before a loud explosion was heard. "Got him, yep, coming now."

"Anakin, Obi-Wan" Qui-Gon's voice crackled, "Be careful. May the Force be with you."

"Thank you Master. How is Quinlan holding up?" Anakin asked over the comms unit, twisting his ship to avoid a blast and shoot the TIE who had tried to fire at him. He flipped his ship over the head of the TIE – or as he called it, the eyeball – firing straight into the cockpit. The result was a satisfactory explosion which made him smile. "Sorry, what did you say?"

"He's fine. For eight months in interrogation, its surprising he still has his sanity." Qui-Gon replied, "Though you two better not get yourselves caught, I am not in the mood to deal with your wives."

Both Anakin and Obi-Wan chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll make sure that Obi-Wan comes back in one piece." Anakin quipped.

"I'm more worried about your nine-month pregnant wife, Anakin. She's worse than a Mynock right now, and if you don't return, I fear for you when we find you again." Qui-Gon replied, "So you better come back in one piece, Leiana is easier to deal with."

"Alright, alright." Anakin waved off, "Tell her I'll be back for supper."

"You better." he heard the voice of Yesenia over the system. "Or – despite the fact that the medical droids told me to keep resting, I will hunt you down, kill anyone who has you, and after torturing you for being an idiot, then – then – I will allow you to be at the mercy of your wife."

Anakin gulped knowing that Yesenia meant every word she said. "Yes, Ma'am." he replied, "I'll be home soon."

"Good."

"Master, I'm disabling the shield now." Zett said.

"Ready?" Obi-Wan asked with a chuckle.

"I was born ready." Anakin replied.

Together; Anakin, Zett and Obi-Wan flew at the ship, pulling into the hangar bay like they had done a year before. Only this time, it wasn't General Grievous they would be dealing with.

The first battle between the Alliance and the Empire was over. The Alliance had won, and Alderaan would continue to be free. The heroes of the Alliance had returned, a little bruised, but the Torrent and its convoy had been outnumbered, and was sent back to Coruscant heavily battered. Those who they had captured, who were part of the Imperial invasion were now under lock and key... but that was only the beginning for Anakin.

"General Skywalker!" Mon Mothma's voice echoed through the hangar bay, "Congratulations."

"Thank you Mothma, I'm glad that the mission went well." Anakin replied, "Now that we were able to fight off the Torrent, and its little posse, perhaps that will send a message to the Empire. We are not a group to be brushed aside so flippantly. And that we will fight." she smiled, watching as he looked around the hangar bay... Ozara was mysteriously absent. Typically, when he came back from a mission, she was there, waiting for all of his celebration to end so that she could whisk him away and ask for details while they were alone. But now... his eyes wandered the bay.

Suddenly, his eyes landed on Yesenia, whose red hair flew behind her as she jogged up to him. "Its a good thing you're back – your wife has been railing on me for two hours. I suppose its payback for when I went into labor, unable to yell at Marco, I got to yell at her... and Varian – tell me again why he was present?"

"I'm sorry that happened, but it seemed you needed someone to yell at; and since you already disliked him, I thought him a good choice." Anakin replied lightly, "I'll go see her now." he turned to walk away.

"Good, because a woman can only take so much yelling about how she wishes you were there so she can yell at you for putting her in the medical facility." Yesenia replied, causing Anakin to suddenly freeze. He slowly turned, his blue eyes wide.

"Medical- is she alright, what ha-?" he stopped as he took in Yesenia's raised eyebrow. "Is she-? Now?!" and like a bolt, he shot off toward the medical facility, a large grin plastered on his face. Obi-Wan saw him leave, and approached Yesenia with a smile.

"I hope he knows just what kind of woman he's going to be approaching." Yesenia said, "She's been yelling at an invisible Anakin for a half-hour. He's about to realize that his wife is scarier than Kacia on a good day."

Obi-Wan chuckled, "I am very glad she wasn't Force-sensitive... although it might have been interesting to see them together as Jedi, she would have been quite formidable." he said.

Yesenia laughed, "Indeed... you better go make sure she doesn't kill him. I have to go feed Mara." she replied, "Besides, your wife is currently his wife's shoutbox."

The Jedi Master cringed, "Going now. Poor Leia, this can't be good for her in her condition."

"She's pregnant, Ben, not terminally ill." Yesenia called back, walking out the door. Obi-Wan rolled his eyes at the nickname, knowing exactly why she called him it. It all had to do with her time with Leiana before she met him – where his darling love had called him 'Ben' so as to avoid his being identified. Apparently, Yesenia liked it better than 'Obi-Wan' and now called him 'Ben' on a regular basis. It was amusing at first, but now its novelty was wearing off and he found himself actually reacting to the name.

Looking around the hangar to make sure that he wasn't needed, he walked toward the medical ward.

When Anakin entered the ward, he immediately panicked to hear his wife's shouts of pain. He was used to hearing her complain by this time, but actually crying out was a whole new thing to him. In the waiting room was her family, her father shaking his head with a smile on his face as he motioned for Anakin to go in. Half-concerned, Anakin followed orders and went in.

Leia looked sympathetic when she saw him, and when he saw Ozara's eyes zone on his own, he knew that perhaps he should have stayed outside.

"You!" she screamed, "Its about bloody time! This is all your fault!"

He furrowed his brows in confusion. What was his fault?

"You are never touching me again, do you hear?!" she shouted in pain once more. "Damn you Skywalker!"
His gaze turned to his sister-in-law, totally lost. "She's been yelling like this for an hour now, Yesenia was originally here, but when word came that you had landed, Ozara said she wanted you here." Leia explained. "Well, yelled that she wanted you here, that is. Ordered, perhaps would be more apt."

"As he should be! Its his damned children!" Ozara shouted.

"Don't worry, she doesn't really mean that." Leiana said afterwards. "Its both the medicine and the pain talking. When its over, Yesenia said that her ramblings will cease." Ozara began muttering in Ergonian, interrupting a few times to yell at Anakin.

"Why in the galaxy are you still standing there?!" his wife asked, "Get over here, or get out!"

Anakin nodded numbly, moving toward his wife and taking her hand – which she squeezed particularly tight. "Ow!"

Her eyes narrowed at him, "Don't you dare complain of the pain, you have no idea what true pain is!" Anakin raised his brows. Had she been anyone else, with the context of that sentence, he might have laughed in her face... she sounded like a rather idiotic villain. However, he refrained, knowing that he wasn't too keen on getting reamed for his thoughts.

"Ignore her." Leiana replied. "Like I said, she's not in her right mind."

Within a few minutes, the sound of a cry was heard, and it wasn't Ozara's. Anakin's heart swelled as the sound of a child echoed through the room.

"Its a boy." the medical droid announced, wrapping the child in a blanket.

Anakin looked down at Ozara, a pleasant smile on her face for the first time since he'd come back. She looked up at him in love, "Luke Skywalker. Perfect name, considering it came from your imagination." she quipped as the child was put in Leiana's arms. "Though you must admit I was right."

"Hey, Mrs. Skywalker, I think that it might have happened... it just didn't." he replied. "And I always knew you were right... I just didn't want to tell you."

"Proud ass." she retorted quietly, her face suddenly screwing up in pain once more. Seeing that Anakin was still next to his wife, with her reaching for his hand, and that Leiana wanted to calm their still-crying son – Leiana took little Luke, leaving the room.

Now that he was alone with his wife, he began to wonder if she truly meant it when she said 'she was going to kill him.' However, he didn't have to worry much as another cry echoed through the room. "A girl, Mrs. Skywalker." the droid said, wrapping her in her own little blanket and giving her to Anakin. She stopped crying immediately, as if knowing that she was safe and that nothing would hurt her as long as her father held her close.

"A girl Anakin." Ozara whispered, "Leia. You were right too."

Anakin smiled, "Leia... Leia Skywalker. It suits her." he said, marveling at just how small little Leia was. She looked so fragile in his arms, so breakable. A little treasure. As he appraised her to make sure she had all her fingers and all her toes as he felt an overwhelming sense of protectiveness come over him. Leia. His little girl. "Though I should have known you would have given me two children... you always were extraordinary."

Ozara breathed out a laughed, quite tired from the ordeal. "Complimenting me are we? To what do I owe the honor?" she asked, her eyes already slipping shut.

He bent down, kissing her while still keeping a firm hold on Leia. "Well, you did save me from myself." he said.

"So I did." she replied before he was ushered out of the room by the droid saying that she needed rest. Anakin obeyed, watching as Ozara's eyes drooped closed as he walked out the door.

Yesenia walked back in a few moments later, the silence of the room relieving her quite a bit. However, the true pearl in her eyes was watching Anakin with his daughter in his arms, cooing and holding her ever so gently. She chuckled at the scene, finding it amusing that the Hero of the Republic was currently trying to woo his five-minute old daughter. Yesenia was willing to bet that he'd be a doting father, and feared for the first man who dared to even look at the poor Skywalker girl. It was obvious that his protective side was now shared with his wife and his child.

She almost imagined Marco in Anakin's place, trying to see what he would have been like had he been there for Mara's birth – but then the image changed, quite of its own accord, as the scene didn't fit quite right. Marco would never be like Anakin, he would never coo to Mara in such a manner. The scene changed to Varian instead, she had seen him interact with his own son – and it was quite like Anakin did – and every once in a while had glimpsed him sneaking a little spoiling to Mara.

Forcibly shaking the thought away, Yesenia went into Ozara's room.

Two children. Luke and Leia. Anakin still couldn't wrap his head around the whole thing, yet he held the proof in his arms. Little Luke had woken in the middle of the night, crying loudly while it was still his mother's resting time. Anakin, after being back allowed in her room and sleeping on one of the provided chairs, immediately jumped up, rushing to the crib to pull his son out of the contraption before he woke both his sister and his mother. Grabbing Luke, he went out to the dimly-lit waiting room.

However, if he were perfectly honest... he had no idea what to do from there. Anakin was a soldier, a warrior, whose comfort zone was a battlefield – and now he was in charge of calming his day-old son. Frankly, it frightened him. Not only was it uncomfortable because the child was screaming and he didn't know what to do; but he was worried he'd hurt him. Humming softly the old song his mother sang to him, he managed to get Luke back to sleep, his little red face relaxing from its tense screaming within moments.

Letting out a breath of relief, Anakin got his first real look at his son. Although most of the child's features were still not distinguished enough to figure out which parent he looked like – Anakin surmised that Luke looked like Ozara, while Leia looked more like him. He longed for when they opened their eyes, to see which color each had of their own. He wanted to see their little smiles as they found something which delighted them, and knew that he would teach Luke all he knew about everything he knew. The boy would be a mechanic, that was for sure, as he was determined to help him to do that. Leia, no doubt would follow in her mother's footsteps – but he knew that he had to wait for that, and didn't give it too much thought. For now, he reveled in just looking at his son in awe.

He remembered how he once had considered what having a child was like, and when he finally realized he was in love with Ozara, he wondered what having children with her would be like... but then he never really though it would happen. How wrong he had been. He laughed softly, considering just how much he had thought would happen that didn't, or that he didn't think that would happen that did.

Still humming, he stood up again, and walked back into Ozara's room.

"Ozara! OZARA!" Anakin shouted through their small house on Ergon. They had come back a day after the birth, Anakin wishing to get his wife to a comfortable place as soon as possible – thankfully, Varian had simply given them the honeymoon house for their own, so they had a place to go. Yesenia accompanied them, but currently, she was at the Wanderer's Mansion.

"What?" she called back, running from the nursery into the room only to find Anakin on the ground with little Luke perched above him, a look of complete happiness on his face.

"He opened his eyes! His eyes are blue!" Anakin announced, "Luke has my eyes... your shape, but my color."
Ozara giggled, "Is that all?" she asked. "I thought at least Yesenia had come back. But for your knowledge, I noticed that yesterday while you were in Dyserth. He had his eyes wide open, like he does now, looking around at his new world. You should have told me you wanted to know, I could have told you. Your daughter has brown by the way."

Anakin looked up at her, and scooping Luke into his arms – carefully – he strode over to her and kissed her. "He looks like you, and he has my coloring." Anakin said, "A perfect combination of the pair of us."
She smiled as he suddenly announced that he wanted to see Leia, and went into the nursery to take a look at his daughter's eyes. She followed him, standing in the doorway as he looked lost for a moment. Looking at Ozara, he timidly asked if she would take Luke a moment. Ozara laughed, taking her son without question and holding him close as she watched Anakin bend over the crib, picking little Leia up.

Then, turning to Ozara with a lovesick smile on his face he said: "I always knew she'd have your eyes."

It was at that moment that Yesenia came in, three-month-old Mara in her little pack on Yesenia's back, her green eyes taking everything in and enjoying it.

"Ozara," she began as she entered the nursery. "Care to explain to me why everyone in Dyserth seems to think that I'm Varian's wife?"

Anakin and Ozara exchanged a look. "Because you are living with the my family without any previous attachment, and you showed up at the same time that Varian announced that he was back?" Ozara offered.

Yesenia glowered, "I'm going to feed Mara, think up a way to fix this little... misconception."

The Skywalker couple laughed quietly as she stalked away. "I wonder when they'll realize that they're head over heels for each other?" Ozara said.

Anakin came closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist before putting a kiss in her hair. "Well, lets hope its soon as I don't think I can stand this tension much longer." he said.

"I wonder if the drama was anything like what we were like to be around." Ozara said.

He laughed, "Well I-" however, his laugh was a little too loud, and it upset poor Leia in his arms. Watching as his wife started chuckling softly, hiding her smile in Luke's hair, Anakin then struggled to calm little Leia down.

Ozara watched as he began humming to her, much in the way she'd seen him do a dozen times in the last few days. She mused to herself that while they were here, it was a bit hard to remember there was a war going on. It was as if she had found a little oasis, where her husband and children could be themselves for a few months... but the ever-looming threat of the Empire would drag Anakin back out into the wild of war eventually. This wouldn't last, this little paradise.

Shaking the thought from her mind, she set about making lunch.

Well? What do you think of the first one? I really wanted to put the birth scene in there, as I thought it was something that I wanted to see from Lucas that wasn't there. As this is the first one, its somewhat shorter than the others will be - however, I require volunteers.

First of all, I need ideas. Send me your oneshot ideas or plotline ideas that you would like in the sequel. I want to know what you guys would like to see, and if I can I will put them in. I hope to do all of your oneshots at one point or another, as these will be the filler stories for ten years worth of space which needs to be filled. So, send me your ideas, and I will work with them, crediting you for the concept. :)

Secondly, I need name ideas. As Anakin and Ozara are going to be having another child - I need some ideas from you guys of what to name them. Now, I can do this on my own, but I think it would be cool for one of you to come up with some kiddies for me. Why? Cause you might enjoy coming up with a little Skywalker who can cause a little more havoc. Tell me their names, gender, and a bit of what you think their personalities might amount to when they get older. You know, mischievous, quiet, loud, sweet... etc... etc...

So, let me know - review as well, as I exist on reviews when it comes to my writing - and I will love to hear from you all :D