The kindly faced Dr. Guiness swept into the isolation cell in the emergency unit of the Revenant's medbay and stopped to gape at the pair of Jedi. Rey was wearing the little plastic-backed paper gown of a patient, sitting on the edge of the narrow hospital bed apparently meditating while her husband, in black britches and a matching undershirt writhed and groaned in obvious agony on the floor by her feet.

"Doc!" Ben gasped. "Give her drugs! Lots of drugs!"

The doctor raised one brow at the man he'd once treated for a punctured lung and six broken ribs without a drop of anesthetic. "I take it you can feel what she's going through?"

The pain receeded enough for Ben to clamber to his feet. "Every bit of it." He panted.

The doctor grinned unapologetically. "I knew there had to be an upside to not being a Jedi." He turned to Rey. "How long has this been going on?"

"About four hours," She answered, somewhat abashed. "But it didn't hurt at first, the pain has only been bad for about half that time."

"You should have come as soon as the pain became intollerable." He chided her lightly. "Lie back, put your feet in the stirrups." He instructed as he donned a pair of gloves. "I need to see how far you've progressed."

She did as instructed as soon as she could after yet another contraction receeded.

"Well, well," The doctor mused and settled himself on a stool between her legs. "That wasn't long between contractions."

"No, they're coming pretty fast and hard now." She said, trying her best to not let her mortification at this utterly embarrassing position show.

Ben took her hand in his and thought, mostly to himself, 'He has to check on the babies, it's nothing to feel uncomfortable about.'

"Aaah, I see!" The doctor stood up and stripped off his gloves. "You, little lady, are definitely about to deliver your babies. I'll have the operating room prepped."

"Operating room?" They both asked, frowning.

"We don't deliver twins the old fashioned way, too many risks." The doctor smiled a toothy grin at Ben. "Relax, she's getting those drugs you want so badly."

"Well, how far along is she?" Ben groaned around another contraction, trying his damnedest not to scream or wind up back on the floor.

"Dialated to eight." Dr. Guiness called breezily and left them alone.

Several agonizing contractions later a droid rolled in with a giant hypodermic needle clasped in it's pincher-like hand. "Congratulations. I am MD978, I have come to administer your pain relieving agent." The droid did a triple take at the couple in the room. The obviously pregnant human appeared to be in far less pain than the male human. "Which of you requires this?"

Ben was crumpled to his knees, holding his abdomen and his breath, but he pointed to Rey. "She does!" He gasped. "Hurry!"

Rey was back to sitting on the narrow bed, her eyes shut and a rather serene look on her face as she meditated through the pain.

"Madam, if you'll present me with your spine I will gladly alleviate your pain." The droid said in it's unemotional electronic voice.

The contraction passed and Rey turned to recieve the medication.

"Please lie down now, this will make you go very numb and you may fall." The droid instructed then left without bothering to see if she complied.

Rey settled back onto the bed and waited. She was good at waiting. She'd been waiting for someone most of her life, her parents, Ben, her children.

The next contraction didn't really hurt much, but Ben reacted as if it did. She frowned. Another two contractions went by and she didn't feel a thing… but he did.

"Hello!" A chipper woman about Rey's age swept into the room, smiling broadly. "I'm Krysta and I have come to take you to the operating room!"

"No!" Rey barked as Ben squirmed painfully in the hard plastic chair next to her bed. "I need to see Doctor Guiness, right away!"

"He's waiting for you in the operating room." Krysta smiled patiently.

"You don't understand, I can't have surgery." Rey insisted as the nurse released the brakes on her bed.

"Oh, I know it's scarey." The pretty brunette made a sympathetic face.

"It isn't that!" Rey's frustration boiled over. "Look at him!" She pointed to Ben.

"Bad seafood?" Krysta smiled, unconcerned.

"No, you twit! He can feel what my body is going through!" She felt remorse at her mean spirited rubuke, but not enough to apologize. "The drugs only worked on me!"

"Oh," The slightly offended nurse, smiled towards Ben. "It must be wonderful to have such a sympathetic husband, but I can assure you, he doesn't actually feel anything."

Rey slammed the girl away from her bed with a blast of Force. "Get Guiness, now!" She demanded.

The frightened nurse only nodded and ran out of the room.

Several contractions later the white bearded doctor stepped into the room.

"Doc, you can't cut into me, he can still feel everything." Rey said before the doctor could even ask.

The doctor's mouth fell open, his eyes wide as he glanced from Jedi to Jedi.

Ben was beyond writhing, it didn't help anyway. Neither did screaming or holding his breath. So he just lay there, half in the chair and half out of it, panting and groaning in agony as his entire pelvis felt like it had been crushed and now someone was kicking him in it.

The doctor didn't say a word, he turned around and left the room at a sprint.

Rey's shock was palpable as she watched him go but her relief was immense when he returned moments later with another MD droid bearing a big needle. "Perfect!" She grinned.

It took only moments for the drugs to kick in and for Ben to lose all sensation from his ribcage down.

He sighed in relief and kissed Rey's hand.

"I need to check you again." The doctor frowned. "When did your water break?"

"My water broke?" Rey looked down but all she saw was belly.

The doctor strapped her ankles into the stirrups and took a step backwards. "Oh, that's not good." He said and rushed over to the door to cry out for assistance.

Ben tried to stand but his couldn't find his legs. "What's not good?" His voice was bordering on hysterical.

"One of the babies is crowning." The doctor answered, tying on a protective smock.

He pulled on a pair of gloves and sat down on the stool between Rey's uplifted legs. "Looks like you're getting that non-surgical delivery after all." He told her.

Two MD droids followed Krysta the nurse into the room pushing a cart full of devices and instruments between them.

Ben had never been so happy to be so tall - as he was in this moment while confined to the chair by the numbness in his legs. He leaned in and stroked the side of her face with his free hand, his other hand clutching hers against his pounding heart.

"Alright, mommy, give me a push… start slow and work your way up until I say otherwise." Guiness instructed. "Good, you're doing great... a little more…"

Rey's heart was thundering in her chest, though she couldn't feel any pain her nervousness at the prospect of being a mother was overwhelming. A thousand doubts passed through her mind as she pushed and pushed.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, you're going to be an awesome mother." He kissed her hand as, in a low voice, he answered her doubts. "If you can handle me, then two little girls should be easy." He stroked her hair. "How could they possibly not love you? You made me love you when you weren't even trying."

"Ok! We have a head. Relax a minute." Dr. Guiness said, working industriously at clearing the baby's airway. "Alright, one or two good pushes should do for the shoulders, whenever you're ready."

"We have a baby!" The doctor's voice was laden with happiness. He clipped the cord and cut it then handed the bloody squirming infant off to the nurse. Krysta placed the baby on the waiting warming table and rubbed it with a cleaning rag before wrapping it in a square of bright white cloth and handing it off to Rey.

"She's beautiful!" The young woman beamed placing the baby in her mother's arms.

"Take a minute to enjoy her then pass her off to her daddy so we can introduce you to her sister." The doctor said warmly.

Rey gazed down at the wrinkly red face peeking out of the cloth. The baby was staring up at her intently. "She has your stare." She chuckled, tilting the newborn toward Ben. "And black hair."

Ben could hardly see his daughter through the tears cascading from his eyes. "She's beautiful." He reached out and touched the baby's cheek gently.

"Alright, It's show time." The doctor called. "Give her to dad."

Ben recieved his daughter eagerly and craddled her against his heart. He unwrapped the blanket and stroked the back of her tiny hand while she grasped his finger with surprising strength. "Ani." He cooed. "This one is Ani."

Rey turned her head to look at her family and was overwhelmed by the love radiating from her husband.

"Ok, mama, push." The doctor instructed.

Rey followed the doctor's instructions through her second delivery and recieved her younger daughter eagerly.

"Oh!" She gasped in shock. "I thought they were Identicals?" This baby looked like the other in all but one way, it's headful of downy hair was snowy white.

"They have the same DNA…" The doctor said, still working between Rey's legs. "So, yeah, they're identicals."

"But… they don't match." Rey stroked the soft hair that was causing her confusion.

"Baby hair is weird, it'll even out over time, just wait and see." Krysta said, unconcerned.

Ben and Rey gazed at one another, each with a baby held gently against their heart. 'We're a family now... You, me, Ani, and Ami.' Rey smiled a dewy smile, her eyes as soft as her daughters' hair.

'Now and forever.' Ben's eyes and smile were just as soft as his wife's when he thought his reply to her.