A/N: So I wrote this a while ago and just remember to post it.
This is going to be an extremely dark story, thoughts of suicide, self-harm (But, I promise, the baby will be fine.).
The Senate chamber is filled with the bodies of slaughtered politicians. Obi-Wan finds Bail Organa, shot three times, his body still desperately shielding the woman underneath him. He looks away, but not before he recognizes the wisps of brown hair and elaborate dress of Padme Amidala. A month ago, he would have cried. Now, he has no more tears left to shed.
