A/N:Please review! This is my first ever Star Wars fanfic so it may not be that great. But review and tell me what you really think so I can make it better!


I gasped. The pain was unbearable. "Ahhh!" I yelled. I heard crying.

"It's a boy," a voice said to me.

"Luke," I whispered.

I bit my lips and felt the pain come again. "It's a girl."

"Leia."

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There was no way anyone could ever know about Luke and Leia. It could only be me and Anakin. No one else. I had to die. I knew that. I closed my eyes and thought. I would have a fake death. No one would ever know that I was still here, except my children and Anakin.

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I had faked my death. Everyone now thought I was dead. Even Anakin. I had to find him. I had to let him know I was alive and safe, that our children were alive and safe. I was 'dead' and it would be hard to sneak around the universe trying to find my husband. It would be hard. I knew that much. If I had to find Anakin, I would have to bring Luke and Leia. It would be hard, I knew that much. Even without my children, it would be hard.