POV: Ahsoka Skywalker

I was now sitting on my bed, holding my knees to my chest. Anakin and Satine were fighting because of me. That was just perfect. Satine was arguing with everyone and I had been the reason for it. Now I really didn't have anyone to talk to. Satine hates me because she thinks I'm having Obi-Wan's baby. I'm uneasy about being around Padme because I believe Anakin is cheating on me for her. I can't even bear being with Anakin like I used to because I thought he was cheating. Obi-Wan was the only person I could really talk to now.

"Mommy?" a little voice whispered. I looked at the door as it slid to a close. Kaimi came in, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she walked closer to me.

I helped her up onto the bed and smiled at her. "Hey. How did you sleep?"

"Good. Mommy, why are you sad?"

"It's nothing for you to worry about, baby," I whispered.

"I heard Daddy yelling at Aunt Satine."

I could hear arguing in the hallway, coming closer to the room. "Stay here," I whispered to Kaimi, moving to get off of the bed. I grabbed Anakin's large robe and wrapped myself in it.

I leaned against the door to listen to the voices outside. "Anakin, will you listen to me, please?"

"Obi-Wan, I'm sick of the lectures. Your wife is shutting you out and blaming mine for it. I'm not about to sit there with some snacks and allow Satine to tear Ahsoka's self esteem down. She's pregnant, for Force sake! Do you know how much more stress Satine put on her just by arguing with you?"

I opened the door and walked out into the hallway. Obi-Wan rested a hand on Anakin's shoulder. Obi-Wan's back was to me and Anakin's front faced me, but his eyes were closed tightly. "Anakin, listen to me. We're all under a bit of stress lately."

Anakin smacked the hand away from him. "It's not right." He continued to walk past him, glaring as he came to me. Anakin walked into the room right past me without saying a word. I watched as Obi-Wan turned around and sighed, looking at me with an apologetic expression. I half smiled at him before walking into the room after Anakin. "Ani, I'm sorry."

He was lying face down on the bed beside Kaimi. She looked upset seeing her father like this. I was, too. I walked over to the bedside and rubbed his back slowly. "Stop saying you're sorry. It's not your fault," he mumbled into the pillow.

"If I hadn't said anything about Satine –"

"If you hadn't said anything about her, I would be even more upset than I am right now. Obi-Wan is trying to side with Satine, saying that he understands how she's thinking. I think she's insecure and immature. He's blaming himself for their failed relationship at least," he replied, sitting up.

"It's failed?"

"Apparently. The two can't even sleep in the same room now. I found him on the bridge not too long ago. I don't want this to happen to us, Soka." I still believed that he was going to leave me for Padme, but maybe he was putting an effort into keeping our relationship intact. "Soka?"

"Hm?"

"Are you listening to what I'm saying?"

"What did you say?"

"I said that I love you with all of my heart. I'd never accuse you of leaving me because of a suspicion. I know how you're feeling right now and I want to help you. The stress is going to do horrible things to you and our child." I nodded. "What's wrong?" I wouldn't answer him because I was internally accusing him of cheating on me. I guess I could understand if he did. She had his daughter, too. They had a previous marriage also... He pulled me into his lap. I curled up against him, letting my feet dangle off the side of the bed. "Talk to me." I shook my head, not wanting to speak. I wondered what he would think of me for my thoughts. He would probably be upset with me for accusing him, even if it were true... Kaimi was staring at us, concerned. She kept looking back and forth between Anakin and me. He wrapped his arms around me tighter and kissed my montrals. "Ahsoka, I'm your husband. You can tell me anything. What's on your mind?"

"Are you cheating on me for Padme?"

"Didn't we already have this conversation?"

"Answer the question, Anakin."

He pushed me off of him and onto the bed. He stood up and grabbed Kaimi. Before I knew it, he had left the room. I stared at the door, not believing that he had just done that. The door slid open a few moments later and he came back in without Kaimi. "I am not cheating on you, Ahsoka. I really wish that you wouldn't accuse me of that," he whispered.

"I wish you would just tell me the truth! I know she still loves you. If you love her, I just want to know."

"I don't love her, Ahsoka! I did years ago and that's in the past. Why can't you let that part of my past die? I'm tired of having it resurface."

"Oh, I don't know, maybe it's because you have a child with her, too. What if she forbids you from seeing Shmi ever again unless you marry her?"

"I don't think she's going to do that, Ahsoka. Listen to yourself. You're beginning to sound like Satine. She accused you of carrying Obi-Wan's child instead of mine."

"What if I am?" I blurted without thinking of the pain that would cause him. His mouth gaped and he looked hurt. "Ani, I –"

"I can't believe you. I can't believe any of you," he whispered, sounding angrier. He turned around and stormed out of the room.

A few minutes after he left, Padme came in. "Ahsoka, I... overheard what happened."

"Is he cheating on me for you?"

"Yes."

I stared at the floor, feeling like my heart had just been ripped out. Padme had just confirmed what Anakin had been lying about for so long. I threw myself on the pillows and started crying. I heard the door open and close, Padme's footsteps retreating from the room. I can't believe this...

POV: Anakin Skywalker

I slammed my fist against the metallic wall, hearing and feeling the snap of my knuckle. It wasn't the biggest and most important pain I felt right now though. Ahsoka had just branded me as a cheating husband. That was a little hurtful, considering the fact that I told her numerous times that I loved her.

What hurt the most was what she said when I brought up Satine's insecure comment. "She accused you of carrying Obi-Wan's child instead of mine."

I replayed her face that had transformed into anger. "What if I am?"

My trust in her was spiraling downward. I didn't know who to really believe anymore. Satine was insecurely accusing everyone, Obi-Wan was siding with Satine over something that I hoped wasn't true, and Ahsoka thinks I'm leaving her.

I tried to walk down another hallway, but I collapsed against the wall. I slid down and hit the floor, breaking down. This felt worse than Padme's admittance to cheating on me. I truly loved Ahsoka and we've been through so much. I'd never leave her for anyone. There was no one in the entire galaxy that I could love more than her and now she didn't trust me. I wondered what indication I had given her to make her jump to that conclusion.

I moved into a sitting position and slammed my head against the wall, torturing myself. Luckily, no one could see me. That would only make things worse right now.

I was supposed to be strong and support everyone around me, but here I was, breaking down. Tears were falling freely down my face and onto the floor. I didn't care, I just let them go. My chest heaved from the uncontrollable sobs that erupted.

I've felt useless before, but this had to be one of the worst times ever.

POV: Obi-Wan Kenobi

I could feel all of the emotions inside the ship. It was really painful...

Kaimi was in a deep confusion, Ahsoka felt depressed and betrayed, Satine upset, and Padme felt satisfaction. Those were smaller amounts of emotions that I could feel. The worst emotion was coming from Anakin. His emotions felt like a hurricane, ripping through everything that it touched.

I left the bridge again to go find Ahsoka. I wondered how much trouble I had caused between them this time. The door slid open and Ahsoka was crying into the pillows. "Ahsoka!" I exclaimed, running toward her. "What happened?"

"I... I hurt... him..."

"How?"

"He... told me what Satine said..."

"What did Satine say?"

She sat up slightly, wiping her tears away. "Satine said that... I might be having your child instead of his..."

"You know Anakin wouldn't believe that. He knows that it's his. Doesn't he?" she looked away from me. "Ahsoka, what did you say to him?"

"Without thinking, I blurted 'what if I am?' You should have seen his face..."

"Can you feel his emotions right now?"

"No," she whispered. "I'm too caught up in my own. Is he okay?"

"He's... not doing so well. All right, he's broken. He's completely broken. His emotions are completely unstable. They exploded and now they're tearing him apart."

"I need to talk to him..." she muttered, pushing past me.

I grabbed her shoulder lightly. "I don't think that's the best thing for him right now. All of his anger could really hurt you if he let it control him. He might not be aware of what he's saying or doing. It's best to leave him be for now."

"I know that's how you plan to handle this situation, but he's my husband. I need to talk to him before his emotions throw him down a path that he can't return from. Aren't you supposed to be flying the ship?"

"It's on autopilot to Rishi. Ahsoka, do yourself a favor and leave him be."

She sighed in frustration, leaving the room and tracking Anakin down. He'd only made it a few hallways away.

POV: Ahsoka Skywalker

I ran out into the hallway, now feeling bits and pieces of Anakin's emotions. They crashed against my heart, paining me deeply. I could feel him tearing himself apart from the inside. I ran down a few other hallways, glancing down each one until I saw his figure collapsed against the wall, shaking. I heard his sobs from the end of the hallway. I heard words coming out of his mouth, but they didn't sound perfect. I ran to him, kneeling beside him and pulling his face to my chest. "Anakin..." I whispered. "Ani." He continued to fall to pieces in front of me. I've never seen him fall this far before. I've seen him break, but not this badly. The pieces of him that he had carefully crafted to hide behind were spread across the floor. This was Anakin. He wasn't as strong as he made himself out to be. As much as I hated to see him like this, I loved that he was displaying his emotions. "I'm so sorry for accusing you and telling you those horrible things. Padme told me that you... got together with her again, but I can't believe that. I mean, look at you. You wouldn't fall to pieces if what she said were true."

He closed his eyes, continuing his internal torture. I ran my hand through his hair and rubbed his back. "Kill me..." he muttered.