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"We're getting a little frustrated. I am trying to keep positive, but..."
"For some couples it can take longer."
"I know. It's just... I want a baby, Leia."
"Have you spoken to anyone about this? There are tests you can take, have you looked into anything like that?" Leia asked quietly, watching her friend of over twenty years as she sat stoically in front of her; fingers nervously running across with the buttons on her commlink.
"Tycho thinks we should. I'm not sure. I don't want it to be a my fault." Winter replied finally, setting the comm back down on the table and meeting Leia's eyes for the first time since the topic was raised.
"How could that be your fault? It wouldn't be anyone's fault." Leia implored.
"Still..." Winter whispered, eyes cast back to the table.
Leia remained silent. There was very little she could think to say. It wasn't fair, Leia thought sadly as she sat watching her best friend. She had watched both Winter and Tycho with her children over the past four years. She had watched the way Winter had held Jacen right after he was born, laughed when Tycho held up Anakin over his head so he could touch the ceiling in a "who's taller contest" last year when Han was out on assignment and the children were desperately missing him. They had always been there for her, and now, it was her turn - she just didn't know how.
