Yelling. Groaning. Bright lights. It was time for Star to give birth on Hoth. "The pain is unbearable" she cried, squeezing Han's hand and mine the other side. I told her I understood, even though I really didn't. The look of her made me fear birth. Luke was out, it was just Han, Leia, Star and I in the delivery room. The doctor gave his colleague a quick nod "It's time".
"Push, Star. Come on, you can do it girl!" everyone yelled. She gasped in pain, but kept going. She was definitely so strong and brave. I couldn't imagine myself doing that, though Luke and I probably would someday. "One more time, come on!". Cries. Innocent cries. Star screeched at the sight of her son, as did everyone but Han. Han sat there, his eyes wide. My heart was pounding from the rush. "What is he called?" Leia and I asked in unison. Star and Han looked to one another, grinning happily before they announced "Ben Solo". Leia and I cheered happily, hugging the couple.
I was beginning to grow worried about Luke. My boyfriend hadn't returned from being out in the snow, and there was a horrible blizzard forecast for the night. Han agreed to go look for him in the morning because the gates were closing, and besides he needed to spend time with his son. I tossed and turned, waking up a couple of times in the night to puke my guts up. I shrugged it off as worry, hopping back into bed each time. Though I had been feeling ill for quite some time. I denied the thoughts of being pregnant, but figured I should check it out anyway. I had been feeling that way for four months, and hadn't got my menstrual cycle either. I shrugged it off as not feeling well or stress from hiding from the Empire. To be honest I was avoiding finding out. Luke and I were happy and all, but were only together 7 months. Even though we knew each other our whole lives, I just felt we needed to proceed more as a couple.
I awoke permanently at around five O'Clock. I decided to head to the doctors room. The droid doctors were always working. I got dressed, putting on something baggy. My tummy was bloated, but it wasn't all too bad. I put on my black boots and made my way toward the doctors room. As soon as I entered, a droid doctor approached. "Hello, miss Aakmon how may I assist you?" she asked. I sighed "I'd like to take a pregnancy test". The droid, though having no emotions, seemed confused. "Madam it is 5 in the morning". "Please" I begged "I need to know". She scurried around, asking me to please take a seat on the bed. I done as instructed, waiting to take a blood test. "Ah!" I whimpered as the needle pierced my skin, drawing out the blood. The droid talked with me through it, as if understanding my pain. Before I knew it, I was done. She worked a little over at a counter in the corner of the room. I waited patiently, but nervously.
"Miss Aakmon, you appear to be pregnant. Four months, as it happens. I do not understand why you didn't approach us sooner". Shocked. That's exactly how I was feeling. I didn't cry. A part of me was extremely happy. What if Luke was hurt..or worse..dead? I couldn't handle that. I'd lose the baby. I thanked the doctor, explaining that I had been too afraid and left. On the way back to the room Luke and I shared, I bumped into a sleepy looking Leia. She grinned at the sight of me, then her smile faded. "What are you doing up so early?" she asked. I shrugged "wasn't feeling so good. So I went to the doctor". She raised an eyebrow "I know you're pregnant". My eyes widened "how?". She giggled "It's so obvious! You keep puking and your stomach and face is swollen. Congratulations, love. Luke will be thrilled. Just relax, he's fine out there". I thanked her before hugging her and leaving towards the room. I sighed, hopping into the bed and sleeping for another hour cuddling Luke's pillow.
Morning soon arrived. I jumped from the bed, fixing my hair and getting washed, not bothering to change my outfit. I rushed towards Star's hospital room. She was alone feeding Ben. She smiled up at me when I walked in. "Han left to look for Luke an hour ago" she told me. I sat on the end of her bed, my eyes transfixed on Ben. He was adorable, and I would have my own one soon. "What's wrong?" Star questioned. "I...I'm pregnant" I announced, not wanting to beat around the bush or whatever. She gasped, smiling proudly "By the Gods! Congratulations, Amara! Luke is going to be so happy!". "I hope so..if he comes back" I sighed. She smiled sadly at me "he will. He's strong".She asked me did I want to hold Ben to get used to it, so I did. He was warm and he smelt good. Like a lovely new baby smell. I felt he would do wonderful things someday. I felt odd, though. I was four months pregnant with my childhood love. I never thought I'd make it that far with him. He was a wonderful man, but I felt so unworthy of him all the time.
Leia rushed in about an hour later, covered in sweat. I jumped up, handing Ben to Star, knowing something was up. "Luke and Han are back!" she breathed. I ran out the door, only to see Luke being placed in one of those large tubes full of warm water to unfreeze him. I stumbled a little, only to be caught by Han. "He's fine" he mumbled "just a little frozen. He's out cold. The doctors reckon he should wake up in an hour or so". I nodded, still in shock at the sight of him. Leia approached me, while Han left to be with his girlfriend and son. She wrapped an arm around me as I cried into her, feeling very afraid. "He'll be fine, and he'll be delighted that he will be a Father. Don't put off telling him" she told me "or things could get bad".
I waited and waited for Luke to wake up. When his eyes snapped open, I smiled a little and the doctor brought him to surface. They put him in a bed, wheeling him to the room beside Star's. A while later, I lay on the bed beside him, my body facing his and stroking his cheek. "I have..something to tell you" I said quietly, dropping my hand. He then began stroking my cheek, smiling weakly "tell me". "I'm pregnant" I mumbled. "Hm?" he asked, unable to hear what I said.
"I'm pregnant" I announced, and this time..he heard.