POV: Ahsoka Skywalker

"You first," he whispered. I continued to bite my lip as we stared into each other's eyes.

"Anakin, it's about Rex." A look of pain and despair flashed across his expression. He jerked into an upright position, though it caused him a great deal of pain, and stared back at me. He remained silent as his eyes grew darker. "Ani, I never told you…" I trailed off. "Rex and I…we… I was with him before I was with you."

"I kind of thought as much," he said, no hint of anger in his voice.

"What do you mean?"

"It was a bit… obvious at first," he sighed.

I sat up, rubbing his shoulders slowly. "You aren't mad at me?"

"Should I be? Unless you did something with him while you were with me, I have no reason whatsoever to be upset with you."

"The only man I have ever let –" Kaimi moaned behind us. We both turned to see her eyes fluttering open and closed slowly. I turned back to Anakin, reaching up to stroke his cheek. I smiled as he kissed my palm. "The only man I've willingly allowed to make love to me is you. You were my first and I've never…" I trailed off, thinking back to Kaydus.

I closed my eyes, tears falling slowly. His arms circled around me, holding me tightly. He kissed my lekku. "That will never count. Do you understand me?" His head rested on the dip between my montrals for a moment.

I leaned forward and cried against his chest. "Why are you crying, Mommy?" I pulled back and we turned out heads to see Kaimi staring worriedly at me while rubbing her eyes. She crawled across the bed, leaning on Anakin's back. He made a small pained sound before biting his lip roughly. Kaimi jumped back, afraid and confused. Anakin's eyes closed as he waited for the pain to fade away. I could see a little bit of blood on his lip already. "Mommy?"

I wiped my tears away, pulling Kaimi into my lap. "I'm okay, baby. Daddy's back hurts a lot, so you have to be very careful, okay?"

She nodded. Anakin breathed slowly, his body shaking slightly. I kissed his shoulder as his eyes opened. He smiled weakly at us, trying to keep his emotions hidden. "When do I get my little sister?"

"Soon," I laughed. "Be patient, little one." Anakin chuckled, shaking his head. "What?"

"It's just funny to see that line being passed down, Soka."

I rolled my eyes, smiling widely at him. "Obi-Wan started it. You added 'little one' and you've influenced me."

The bedroom door slid open and a small blonde girl entered. "Can I play with Kaimi, Uncle Ani and Aunt Soka?"

Anakin smiled. "Of course. Have fun and don't go down into the lower decks." Kaimi jumped out of my lap, running after Airi. "Be careful!" Anakin called out before the door closed. Once the door slid to a close, he leaned back slowly, turning to lie on his side. "La'shala thinks I love her. She –"

"I knew it!" I shouted a little angrily. He stared at me, eyebrows rising. "Is there more…?" My heart sank as he stared at me sadly. "Are you having second thoughts about us…?"

"Never!" he whispered, pulling me back beside him. "I'll never think about leaving you. She and I were never as close because it was rushed, but we were a little close. We kissed a few times before I had to leave her. She made me feel a little better after the whole Padme situation. When I met you, my life changed. I'd never felt so strongly about anyone." The baby kicked and I gasped loudly. "What's wrong?" he asked, panicking immediately. His hands immediately began to jump all over me, checking my body.

"Hard kicker. If this one doesn't become a powerful Jedi, I'd be surprised."

"There are no more Jedi, Soka."

"We can train them. We are still Jedi after all."

He shrugged. "We could try to train them."

I smiled, relaxing my breathing. I could feel a bit of dread welling up inside of him. I placed a hand against his chest carefully, rubbing him slowly. "What's wrong, Ani?"

"How did you see that La'shala loved me, but I didn't?"

"I can tell sometimes," I laughed. "And also, partially quoting you, unless you did something with her while you were with me, I have no reason whatsoever to be upset with you."

He smirked and kissed my forehead. "I don't do anything like that with anyone except for my wife." My stomach began to growl loudly. He chuckled. "And my wife seems to be a little hungry. Come on, love." He climbed out of bed, taking my hands in his one and wrapping his arm around my waist to lift me off of the bed. Once I was standing in front of him, I sighed deeply. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, stepping once to rest my head on his chest. His arm wrapped around my back, resting on my arm. "I love you so much."

"I love you more," he chuckled, kissing my montrals.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand, pulling him along with me to the food storage area. We went down a few decks until we found the crates. "Mm…" I released his hand, dashing toward the crates, hoping that something good was inside. I found something that looked half decent and shrugged, taking a bunch of it with me. I walked passed Anakin, seeing a look of shock on his face. "What?"

"The food amount just continues to amaze me."

"Get used to it," I giggled. "If we keep having children, you're going to see a lot more of this."

He gripped my shoulder, tugging me back lightly. I smiled up at him as his face came closer to mine. His lips captured mine with a light touch that made me happy beyond words.

POV: Anakin Skywalker

I wrapped my arms around Ahsoka, kissing her as passionately as I could until her stomach growled once again. She laughed against my mouth. I pulled away slowly and kissed her cheek. "Go eat. I'll be up in a minute, okay?"

"Okay, love," she whispered, smiling widely at me. I watched her walk up the stairs before I turned around to find myself something to eat.

I rummaged through the crates, having a hard time finding something that looked appealing. Ahsoka pretty much snatched up all the good foods… Well, there's only about two and a half more months of this before I can finally eat some of the food we have… "Daddy?"

I jumped, turning around slowly to see Shmi with tears streaking her face. My expression became perplexed as I crouched down to level with my seven year old daughter. Her arms wrapped around my neck tightly. "What's wrong, kiddo?"

She cried against my neck as I rubbed her back. "Mommy keeps telling me that I'm going away. Where am I going?"

I growled, holding her tighter. I ran one hand through her hair that resembled mine. "I am not letting you go away, Shmi. You're just as much my daughter as you are hers. I love you and I'm not going to allow this. I'll speak to your mother later. Don't you worry about a thing, okay?"

"She keeps telling me that you're the one who said I need to go away."

I pulled back to stare into her eyes. "Never in a million years would I send you away. You're my daughter and my responsibility. Your mother…" I trailed off, thinking of the best way to explain things to her. "Let's just say she's a bit of a loca koochoo."

"What's that mean?"

I chuckled. "Don't worry about it and don't repeat that to her. Do you understand me?" She nodded. I had just told her that her mother was a crazy idiot in Huttese. If she repeated those words to Padme, she would definitely be sent away because of me. I kissed the top of her head and hugged her. "I'm not going to let her send you away. Ahsoka wouldn't mind keeping you with us. Would that be okay with you?"

"She's not my Mommy."

"I know that, but Ahsoka can definitely take care of you. I'll be there for you and I'll never make you leave. You could end up being the most reckless child wielding a lightsaber that I know and I'd still love you just as much as I do right now, Shmi." She smiled and I wiped her tears away. "I'm your father and that will never change."

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, hugging me tighter. My chest began to burn, but I didn't want to push her away. I felt bad that Padme was saying things to her, but I would change that even if I had to toss Padme out of an airlock… Now there's an appealing thought.

I sighed, shaking my head briefly. Ahsoka would never let me toss her out of an airlock because that's the kind of person she is. She was upset when I'd killed Jaele… "I love you, Shmi."

"I love you, too, Daddy." I smiled, kissing her hair.

"All right, kiddo. Have you eaten anything yet?"

She shook her head and dashed over to the crates, leaning over the side. "Can I have that? Mommy always told me that I couldn't, but I want it…" I glanced over to see something that looked… edible and she seemed to like it. I chuckled, reaching into the crate and pulling it up. I handed it to her and watched her eyes light up.

I reached into the crate, grabbing the first piece of food I touched without looking. It looked terrible, but it was the best we had I guess. Shmi grabbed my mechanical hand and pulled me with her upstairs. "Why were you down here by yourself, Shmi?"

"I didn't want Mommy to find me."

"How come?"

"She told me that I can't be around you, so I was hiding and waiting for you."

My heart began to sink as I took her words in. "It seems like your mother and I are going to have a very serious talk about this…"

"Daddy, don't get mad at her, please. The last time you two fought in front of me…"

I remembered when I'd found out about Shmi. I was upset with Padme for saying something to Ahsoka, causing a rift between us. As I had begun Force-choking her, Shmi ran out and called for Padme, terrified. "I won't fight her. We're going to talk like mature adults. Don't worry." She led me upstairs and into a dining room that I hadn't even known was here. We entered and Ahsoka was sitting at a table at the far end of the room with her back to us. Shmi's grip on my hand tightened as we drew closer. I glanced down at her and felt the nervousness rolling off of her. I stopped and smiled down at her. "It's just Ahsoka. She won't bite you," I chuckled.

She might bite me, but that's beside the point. Shmi nodded and took a seat beside Ahsoka. I watched as Ahsoka smiled comfortingly at her. "Hello, Shmi."

"Hi," she replied timidly. I sat on the opposite side of Ahsoka, resting a hand on her leg.

I glanced sideways at them, waiting for something miraculous to happen. Ahsoka tried to speak a few times, but refrained from doing so. Shmi picked at her food, frowning at it. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. "Soka, you'd be all right if Shmi came with us once we found a home right?"

She turned to stare at me. "Of course. She's your daughter. Is Padme…?" I nodded silently, telling her without words to drop that part of the subject. She turned back to Shmi and hugged her lightly. "You will always be welcome with us."

Shmi glanced up at her and smiled weakly. "Thanks, Ahsoka." I relaxed and began to nibble on my food, growing disgusted with each bite. I glanced at Ahsoka and Shmi, feeling that they were a bit more comfortable with each other now.