POV: Anakin Skywalker

We were requested to join the Masters in the Council chambers. I wondered what they were going to say to us this time. I was now approximately eight and a half months pregnant. My biggest fear was that they'd take my son away from me. Ahsoka shared my fear and we wondered if this was it. We wondered if this was the moment they'd tell us that our son would be taken and hidden from us until he was ready to come into the Order. It had happened with past Jedi, so it could happen to us…

This could be the moment where my fears come true and my family is threatened. I – "Stop speculating the possibilities of this meeting," she whispered, squeezing my hand as we stood outside of the chambers. "You'll stress us both out. Let's just go in and hope for the best, my love…"

I sighed and nodded slowly, glancing down at her. "You're right." I rubbed her hand with my thumb and pulled my robe around my stomach to conceal it a bit more. They knew I was pregnant, but that didn't mean I wanted to flaunt it. He was my son. My son. I would flaunt him when he was here.

We entered the chambers and the Masters stared at us in such a way that I was immediately worried. They all looked at me hesitantly and were clearly holding back from saying whatever it was that they'd called us in here for. Obi-Wan rose from his seat as we approached the center of the room and my eyes locked with his. "What's wrong?" I whispered.

"Master Yoda had a vision…"

"About what?" I pressed. He knew how impatient I could get when something was clearly important and he was trying to avoid addressing the point.

"Your child."

The way he said it made my heart cringe. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be angry or hurt by how he'd said that. Ahsoka clutched onto me and I felt her anxiety rising alongside mine. "What about him?"

He hesitated again and I nearly flipped out. "Your son was shrouded… in darkness. His future is uncertain, but…" He trailed off and I couldn't move. My legs felt like they were embedded into the floor. "Anakin, you…" The way he was looking at me made my heart sink until it shattered completely. He was saying that I wouldn't make it out of this alive, that my son would fall prey to the dark side.

I felt my composure breaking. I spun around and managed to force myself to walk out. Tears were brimming in my eyes. I'd been fighting all this time to keep myself alive so I could see my son live his life and now all of my hope had been crushed. If Yoda had seen me die, then I would die. I continued down the hallway blindly. I could feel my face getting hot and then I suddenly stopped as a few tears fell freely down my face.

I could sense a presence looming behind me and I was afraid to turn around and face whatever it was that had followed me. It came closer and closer until its cool breath was breathing down my neck. My legs wouldn't budge forward as much as I wanted them to… I couldn't make myself run.

I closed my eyes as its coolness surrounded me. A chilling hand rested on my shoulder and I cringed. "Fear is a weakness," she hissed. Her voice echoed endlessly and wracked my brain over and over again. "Embrace it."

I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around my stomach protectively as pain surged through me. I couldn't control the screams that escaped my lips. My son was in pain and it was causing me pain. I tried my hardest to stop his pain, but I couldn't. My pain threshold was above his, but even I couldn't contain this.

My vision blurred and my body dropped into the negative degrees as I fell onto my side and curled into myself. I let out one last scream before I lost consciousness.

Later

A blinding light woke me and I groaned in aggravation, wishing it would just disappear. I felt a vague amount of pain in my abdomen and I could barely register any feeling anywhere else in my body. I opened my eyes and stared at the blinding light head-on until I could make out portions of the room around me. I couldn't tell where exactly I was though. I felt a warm presence beside me and I glanced at her. "Where am I?" I whispered, my voice hoarse.

Ahsoka came into my view, her eyes bloodshot and cheeks tear stained. She brushed my hair back and smiled sweetly. I was able to make out more of her features as my eyesight adjusted to the light behind her. "You're okay, sweetheart. You're in the medical ward.

I lurched forward and held my stomach, panicking. I scared her with the quick motion, but she understood what I was thinking at that particular moment in time. "Is he –?"

She placed her hand on mine. "He's okay." She kissed my forehead as I sighed in relief. "Baby, can you, please, tell me what happened?"

I stared up at her blankly as she gently pushed me back down onto the medical bed. "I… I don't know. I… felt something and then… I was in pain. The baby was in pain…"

"I'm lucky you're both all right. Ani, we… almost lost you."

"How?"

"Your body wasn't heating properly. Your heart slowed to the point where I thought you were gone…" Her breath caught and I moved my hand to hold her hip. "I thought I'd never hear your voice again or look into your beautiful eyes…"

"I'd never leave you. You're going to have to do a lot to get me to stop breathing."

She smiled. "I know, my love. I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad our son's okay… I love you both very much."

"I love you. I'm glad to be here with you and I'm happy that he's safe." She kissed me and I engulfed her lips. "How long do I have to stay here?" I asked as she slowly broke away for breath.

"A little longer. You have to be medically cleared to leave."

I sighed and nodded. "I'm sorry that I scared you. I do that a lot, don't I?" She cocked her eye markings and my prank that went wrong came back to me. Sheesh. I'd been messing with her a lot lately…

"I still love you," she whispered, smiling as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Always and forever."

"Always and forever," I repeated, smiling.

The medical droid came in and gave Ahsoka all the details and told her that I was stable, but required surveillance just to be sure that I and our son would be okay. He let us out and we returned to our dorm room. She helped me sit on our bed and smiled down at me, stroking my hair. "The day went by too fast…"

I nodded solemnly and she kissed my forehead. The baby started kicking and I quickly moved to hold her hand around where he was kicking. Her eyes lit up and her smile widened. I could see the love in her eyes. There was nothing in this woman that could possibly hate the child inside of me. She wasn't carrying our baby, but she was still his mother. As his mother, she would love and cherish him to the fullest extent. That's why I loved her. "What are we going to name him?"

Her eyes met mine and I could see that she had no idea. "Anakin Junior?"

"I… don't think he'd like that." I'd done a lot of things wrong in my lifetime and I certainly didn't want my son to have to live with those things over his head. He deserved a name that made him unique, a name that only he could live up to and be judged by. I didn't want him to be named after me.

"Anakin Skylar Skywalker, your son will love you." I watched her eyes widen and I cocked an eyebrow. "Kylar Anakin Skywalker," she whispered. She looked overjoyed by the obvious twist to my name, but I was okay with her idea. He wasn't directly named after me. She was clearly hell bent on putting my name somewhere into his and I couldn't change her mind. I knew that.

I nodded and she got really excited. It warmed my heart to see her happy. "You're creative when you want to be, but this isn't one of those times. I like the name, darling. I like that it made you happy."

"Are you happy?" she asked, staring at me, her smile faltering. She wanted to make sure I wasn't just saying something to make her shut up. I was completely happy because of her and I smiled.

"Of course I am." Her smile returned and she dove onto the bed. I chuckled and moved towards the pillows. I laid beside her and she cuddled up against me. I kissed her forehead gently and lingered for a few moments and she smiled wider. We were as close together as we could be, but neither one of us wanted to be separate in any way. She rubbed my chest and nuzzled her face into my neck lovingly.

I watched her mind drift as she slowly fell asleep. She had an easy time falling asleep when she was this close to me. She always told me I was warm and it made me feel good. I liked that she wanted to lay with me. I stroked her lek and closed my eyes slowly. The warmth of her was getting to me…

I could barely even tell that I was asleep. I heard my door open and I opened my eyes, glancing to my left to see what time it was. It was the middle of the night and the damn door was open. I slid my hand across the bed and felt Ahsoka beside me. That wasn't a good sign.

If she was beside me, then who the hell was at the door?

It slid to a close and I laid still. I couldn't see them, nor could they see me, but I'm sure they knew where I was. As soon as the lights flew on, the intruder was in sight. Ahsoka sprang up beside me and quickly leapt over me. I slid off of the bed and tried to find my lightsaber. Ahsoka immediately jumped into hand-to-hand combat.

The intruder wore all black and there face wasn't even showing. My heart was racing as I continued to quickly search for either of our lightsabers. I heard Ahsoka cry out and then she collapsed onto the floor. I spun around and watched the intruder kneel down with a syringe. My heart leapt out of my chest and I threw my hands out in front of me, forcing him into a wall.

He grunted in pain as his back slammed into the wall and I moved towards my wife. I knelt beside her and felt her neck for a pulse and sighed in relief. She was still alive and breathing, thankfully. I glanced up at the man I was holding against the wall. "Who are you?" I growled.

I tightened my grip on him with the Force and he cried out. The cry didn't even sound familiar to me. "Your… worst… nightmare," he gasped.

I growled and felt something plunge into my chest. It wasn't very painful, but it still bothered me. My vision began to blur, my head began to spin, and I lost all motor control. I fell to my knees and then onto my side. Another man walked into our dorm and he had a similar syringe as the man who had originally tried to inject something into her.

I couldn't move, so I was unable to stop this new man from injecting her with whatever was in the syringe. My heart clenched tightly as I heard her breath catch and then slow. My vision continued to blur as I looked at her. My body was lifted off of the ground as I began to lose consciousness and I wondered when I'd wake up and where I'd be when I finally did…