Author's note: Whoo! Two chapter in one day! This is the last chapter, guys. I know, it's short. But I just had to add Gareth's humor in. Like I said, an epilogue is in place. But to warn you, it's going to be a sad one, so if you want a happy ending, end with this chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 11

Obi-Wan left his blonde-headed beauty to sleep and placed his son in the cradle near the bed. He went out to speak with Laula and Gareth, who were talking together quietly in the kitchen.

"There he is, the new father!" Gareth exclaimed and clapped Obi-Wan on the back. The Jedi smiled. Laula noticed the cuts on his wrist and laughed.

"Maybe we should get those cleaned up." She said, going to get some bacta gel.

While she was gone, Gareth shook his head and smirked. "What's so funny?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Well, now you're a father, yet no one can know that." He laughed again. "So, pretty much, most of the galaxy is going to continue to think you're gay."

"Shut up." Obi-Wan said, but he laughed himself.

"Oh come on," Gareth sighed. "You live with the Hero with No Fear. And you aren't to bad-looking yourself. People are naturally going to think something."

Well, he did have a point. Obi-Wan decided, though he didn't see his own looks as too exquisite.

"And it's obvious the Jedi aren't celibate." Gareth said, gesturing toward the door where Siri and Chisisi were sleeping.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Obi-Wan caught on. "I have never slept with Anakin if that's what you're saying. He's only eighteen!"

"That's legal." Gareth laughed.

Obi-Wan was grateful as Laula walked back in. "What are you two talking about?"

The young knight was going to mumble a 'nothing' but her husband had other plans. "Obi-Wan's true affections for his padawan." He said almost dreamily, dramatically putting his hands over his heart and batting his eyelashes.

His wife couldn't help but laugh, but at the same time she said, "Ignore him. He doesn't understand people," to Obi-Wan and started applying bacta to the cuts on his wrist.

"I'm just saying, that's what the galaxy is going to think." Gareth argued, putting his hands up in surrender. "I mean, no one will know that Obi-Wan here has a child, and you can't tell me that Anakin is a-"

Frankly, Obi-Wan didn't want to think about that.

"He has a wife." He said quickly, then immediately wished he hadn't.

Laula looked at him curiously. "Anakin?"

Gareth seemed to catch on. "Oh, is it that pretty senator from Naboo? The one with the gorgeous brown hair that glows in the sun? And the pretty lips the color of the flowers of-?" His wife elbowed him, though she knew he was just teasing her.

Obi-Wan didn't say anything. He shouldn't have said anything in the first place.

"It's ok." Laula soothed like she was talking to a child instead of a 34-year-old man. "We won't tell anybody."

"No, I know you won't." The knight sighed. "It's just, he's never followed the code and he doesn't even know that I know..." He paused for a moment. "He gets too attached. His mother died, and he went crazy- he doesn't know I know about that either. I'm worried that if something happens to Senator Amidala, he might lose it."

Laula murmured her sympathy and wrapped a bandage around his wrist.

The group sat in silence for a moment. "Thank You." Obi-Wan said, breaking the silence. "For everything."

"Thank you, too." Gareth said. "Without you, Garen might have been taken by the pirates." He paused. "Hell, we all might have been taken by the pirates."

"It was my duty."

"Well then think of this as ours."

Siri reported to the Council the next day, reporting the birth of a Force-sensitive boy. Though rarely was Force-sensitivity detectable in new borns, it happened occasionally. The council assigned her to stay a year to watch over the child. But they warned that she would be thrown back in the war once this mission was over.

Obi-Wan was admitted two months to recuperate on Kashyyyk, since according to the healers he was suffering stress and depression. Siri laughed at this, knowing that it had been because of the separation.

And it was decided that the little blonde-haired Chisisi would grow up to be a Jedi Knight, just like his parents before him.

Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around Siri. "How are you so beautiful?" He murmured in her ear. Chisisi was already asleep.

"Mm..." She mumbled. "I must be a gift from the Force itself."

"I don't doubt it." He chuckled. "Do you think this will work?"

"What? Our elaborate plan to fool the Council and train our child as a Jedi?"

"Yeah."

She pulled away from his embrace and smiled up at him. "I think our little Chisisi will always remain our little secret."

The End. (Though I think an epilogue is in place...)