When Luke arrived at the hanger bay, he went straight to his fighter. To his surprise, he found Artoo in the astromech bay of his ship, not the normal one he was used to having.
"Artoo? What are you doing here?"
"I thought you'd like to fly with him since your father is unable to." Padme looked up at her son in his cockpit with a renewed sense of determination in his eyes.
"Thanks, Mom."
"Just come home safe."
"I will" A few ships over Athena was saying goodbye to her own son just as he was about to get into his own cockpit.
"Mom, do see my astromech anywhere?"
"No, I don't because I asked the ground personnel to not provide you with one."
"What? Why?"
"Because I want you to take BB-2 with you."
"But, he's you're droid won't you need one to fly your fighter?"
"I won't be flying with you."
"What? Why not?"
"Because I need to be here my son or should I say soon to be a big brother."
"You're pregnant?"
"Yes, no one else knows yet, but I thought you should know so that you will make sure to come home safely."
"I will Mom don't worry."
"It's my job to worry." James smiled and kissed his mom on the forehead before climbing into his ship as BB-2 was getting settled into his position.
"You ready BB-2?"
/Ready and waiting./
"Then let's kick some imperial tail." Fighters headed out of the hangar bays all ready to face the coming threat. Though Anakin was submerged in a bacta tank, he knew all that was going on and reach his son over the strong bond the two had sensing even from his deep sleep that Luke was very nervous.
You will be fine Son. May the force be with you.
Thanks, dad.