POV: Ahsoka Skywalker

I was walking around the house with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. Anakin was having another nightmare and I couldn't get to sleep. Obi-Wan didn't want to take him upstairs, so I decided to stay downstairs with him. Obi-Wan was asleep in the armchair, resting his head on his knuckle.

I walked into the kitchen and began to eat like there was no tomorrow. Normally this would happen when Anakin was sleeping. I'm always hungry… I grabbed several foods that looked appealing to me and lifted myself to sit on the counter. I quietly nibbled on something. I had no idea what any of these foods were, but I knew they were edible. "Soka?" a deep voice sleepily called out from the living room. I took the piece of food I was eating with me into the other room, seeing Anakin sitting up and holding his chest. I walked to the side of the couch and knelt beside him, pulling the blanket tighter around me. "Soka, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Ani. How are you feeling?"

"Everything hurts so much…"

I glanced up and down his body, seeing how torn his clothes really were. Where there were tears, there was blood. I touched a bare spot on his chest, feeling the dried blood. He cringed, grabbing my hand. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know, Soka."

I looked into his eyes, seeing them full of life and their normal ocean color. The dark rings around his eyes were fading away. I smiled widely and leaned in to kiss him slowly. His hands moved down to my waist, resting on either side. One hand moved in, rubbing my stomach. I laughed against his lips, pulling back. "Sorry."

He smiled and kissed me quickly. "Don't be. It was actually kind of cute."

"You have no idea how glad I am to have you back, Ani. Do you… do you remember anything that happened earlier?"

"Yes." He stared at me, sadness tainting his smile. "Everything I said, that wasn't –"

I pressed one finger against his lips and smiled. "I know, Ani. I told you that I'd love you regardless of anything you did or said. I knew that it wasn't you." He outstretched his arms towards me and I cuddled up against him on the couch. He made a face when I'd hurt him, but when I tried to move away, he pulled me right back. Every now and then he would kiss my neck, whispering to me how sorry he was for choking me. I stroked his cheek with my finger, watching as he slowly began to fall asleep again. I kissed his cheek. "Get some rest, Ani. You deserve it. I love you."

He smiled for a brief moment before his mouth hung open slightly. I giggled, seeing that he was officially exhausted. I kissed his lips lightly before carefully cuddling up closer to him. I grabbed his hand that was draped over my side and pulled it between us, intertwining our fingers.

I closed my eyes, not dreaming at all.

I rolled off of the couch after a few hours. Well, I didn't exactly roll off. I was pushed by Anakin. I knew that he hadn't meant to do it, but he was having another nightmare. He cried out for help, screaming in denial. I immediately woke up, as did Obi-Wan. He tried to shake Anakin awake while I cried. I couldn't help it because I was extremely emotional. I hated to see Anakin in pain and his nightmares were causing a lot of it.

Anakin gasped loudly and came extremely close to screaming. Sweat covered his face and drenched his hair. He stared up at Obi-Wan for a moment, sadness and realization crossing his expression. I grabbed his hand, pulling it close to my chest. "Obi-Wan," he whispered, his voice cracking. Tears rolled down his face as he stared at the other man.

Obi-Wan smiled reassuringly at him, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. Anakin bit his lip; regret building up in his emotions. "I'm glad to see that you're getting better, little brother."

Anakin broke down, pulling his hand away from me, and throwing himself onto his chest so his face was hidden from us. I stared at Obi-Wan, shocked. His eyebrow rose and his mouth frowned as he stared at Anakin. I ran my hand through his hair as he shook violently with quiet sobs. "Ani…" After several hours of trying to calm Anakin down and assure him that everything was fine, I managed to get him up off of the couch. He was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, watching me eat. His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks tear-stained, but he was much better than he had been. I stood up from the table after I finished the last bite of something that I couldn't even describe. It had tasted really good, but it was huge. I ate the whole thing myself. I walked over to Anakin, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning against his chest. I closed my eyes as he kissed my montrals and stroked my rear lek. "I love you, Ani."

"I love you, Soka."

I pulled my head back to look up at him and smile. I moved my hands to his chest and slowly rubbed him. "How are you feeling now?"

"Exhausted, but I don't want to close my eyes."

"Why?"

He smiled weakly, kissing my montrals. "I don't want to miss your face anymore than I already have."

"As wonderful as that sounds, are you sure it's not just because you're having nightmares?"

"That's only a small part of it. I've been different the last few times I've been alone with you. Is it wrong to want to spend time with my wife?"

I laughed. "Of course it's not wrong."

"I've been different for a while."

"It's not your fault. We all forgave you without having to think about it. The kids don't understand what happened to you. All they know is that you went out for a little bit. They didn't see any fighting…"

His arms circled around me tightly. "I'm so sorry for everything I've put you through. It's amazing that you and the baby are doing as well as you are…"

"Did you think that because of everything that's happened, the baby might –?"

"I don't want to talk about that," he said quickly. "I really don't…"

"I understand. Ani, I'm still really hungry…"

He chuckled and reluctantly released me. He opened the cabinet, finding plenty of large foods. He pulled a few out and set them on the table. "Want me to cook something?"

"Do you want to burn the house down?"

"No…" he trailed off. "I want to help you though. I haven't been all that… supportive and helpful during this pregnancy. It's my child, too, so I can help feed it, right?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Why don't you let me make the food and you take notes?"

"You," he began, sounding serious, "will sit down." He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me backwards slowly until I was sitting in a chair. He bent down to kiss me quickly. "I will attempt to make something edible. I need to learn someday if this family is going to be getting bigger every few years."

"Are you expecting more after this one?" I laughed.

"If it happens, it happens." He winked and smirked at me, kissing my forehead quickly. He turned around, walking out of the kitchen to find his cookbook. After a few minutes, he came back down, book in hand. "All right, what sounds good to you, love?"

"Anything as long as it looks good."

"We like different things."

"I know a few things that we mutually like." He glanced up from the book, smirking again.

"That can be saved for another time. Right now I have to feed two people."

"What about you?"

He shrugged, flipping through pages of the book. "I'll eat later. You need to eat more, especially since the baby will get bigger soon." I began to stand up and he immediately glared at me. "Sit. Down."

I put my hands in the air, smiling at him. I slowly sat back down. He watched me for a moment, slowly turning his attention back to the book. "Are we General Skywalker once again?"

"No. I'm Anakin Skywalker, your Jedi Master and husband," he said, smirking. He cast his gaze back onto the book, glancing up to smile at me every now and then. "How does this look to you?" he asked, coming closer to me and putting the book on the table.

He pointed to the food that appeared to be made from the materials he'd pulled out of the cabinet. "It looks great, sweetheart, but I think you should –"

He pulled the book away from me, turning around again to begin cooking. Every few seconds, he'd place a finger on the page, scanning the words. I rested my head on my hand, smiling as he worked. After about thirty minutes, my food was placed in front of me. It looked a little burnt, but definitely edible. He had honestly improved his cooking skills. He sat across from me, staring at me with a worried expression on his face.

He handed the utensils to me and I dove in, eating like a frenzied animal. After a minute, I looked up at him. His jaw dropped and his eyes were widened. "I've never seen you eat like this."

I smirked. "I'm pregnant. I usually ate when you were sleeping."

"Wow. Anyway, how does that taste?"

I took another bite, actually tasting it this time. It was a little burnt, but it tasted fine otherwise. I swallowed it and smiled at him. "Much better than the last meal you made."

"That was almost three years ago."

"I know," I laughed. "You've improved. It would have tasted fine regardless, sweetheart. I love you."

He outstretched his hand across the table, palm facing up. I placed my hand in his and he gripped it tightly. "I love you, too."

"Do you remember how we first met?"

"Of course I do. Why are you asking?"

"Do you remember how awkward things were between us for the longest time? How our first kiss happened?"

He laughed, smiling towards the table. "All I know is that I fell for you from the start. I was drawn to you for absolutely no reason at all. It was only awkward when you moved away from me each time I came close to you. As for our first kiss, we were both too nervous to really appreciate it. It was your first kiss."

"I cried after you left."

"You did?"

I nodded, staring into his eyes that were now level with mine. "I thought you left because there was something wrong with me. I locked the door and cried."

"I wondered why it was locked. I had to sleep in one of the empty rooms. If I had known what you were going through, I would have forced that door down. I left because I thought I was pushing you further away from me. I loved you too much and I thought that maybe it was a little more than too much. I didn't think you could return my love."

"I loved our first kiss. It felt so… magical. It was wonderful, but a little rushed. You didn't stay very long…"

He laughed. "I didn't stay because you pushed me away."

"I didn't know that it was something I shouldn't do!" I laughed. He rolled his eyes and held my hand tighter as I scooped the food into my mouth with the other hand. "I'm glad we got together, Ani. I can't imagine my life being any better than this. My world revolves around you."

"If you hadn't come into my life, I wouldn't be here. Kaimi and this one wouldn't be here."

I set the utensils and food back onto the plate and stood up. I still held his hand as I moved towards him. He backed the chair up and allowed me to sit in his lap. I put my legs over his, letting them hang beside him. His arms wrapped around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. "I saved your life and you made mine better." I leaned down and kissed him slowly.