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Last time: The other returned to find everyone, but Sasha missing.

Now: Satine, Padme, and Halla wake up to find themselves in deep trouble.

Chapter 19- Welcome Ladies

What woke Satine up wasn't the groggy feeling in her head. No, it was the sound of a loud clang coming from somewhere nearby. Satine opened her eyes and looked around in a panic. She realized she wasn't in Ava's living room, but in a cell. She sat up carefully as her head was still a little dizzy. She then looked over to see Padme and Halla lying in the cell with her. Satine hurried to their sides and carefully shook them awake.

Padme and Halla both groaned as they awoke.

"Where the hell are we?" Halla asked as Satine helped the pregnant woman sit up.

"It looks like a cell," Padme commented as she rubbed her head.

"I got that part," Halla said sharply. "I was more wondering where this cell was located."

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Padme said as she stood and stomped over to the cell door.

"Wait," Satine spoke up. "We don't know who took us. However, it is obvious they are quite skilled and dangerous if they could take us while handling Sasha…" Satine's voice trailed off. She looked around the room in a panic. "Where is Sasha?"

"Careful," Padme said. "There might be cameras or mics listening to us in this room.

'Right, sorry," Satine said. 'Where is my daughter? Where is Maya?" She corrected.

"I don't know," Halla said with a frown. "Last I remember she was fending off those masked freaks on her own. Do you think they…?" Halla didn't finish that statement.

"Before we jump to anymore conclusions, I'm getting answers," Padme said as she frowned.

Padme approached the door and banged on it loudly. After a moment, the door slid open to reveal a man dressed in smugglers type of garb with short auburn hair. He smiled at them as he entered into the room followed by two members of the security force. As he entered into the cell, Padme backed up, placing herself in front of Satine and Halla. While Halla remained sitting on the floor of the cell, Satine stood and stepped in front of her too.

"Welcome Ladies," the mystery man said. "I see you are all awake. How are you all feeling?"

"Fine," Padme said in a monotone way.

He glanced over to Halla.

"And what about you, Miss?" He asked her. "Comfortable enough for you and your unborn child?"

"Rot in hell," Halla cursed.

The man chuckled. "Charming. I'll blame your pregnancy hormones for your rude answer."

"Who said that was my hormones talking?" Halla mumbled under breath.

Satine smirked at that as she heard it. Padme cleared her throat to have him turn his attention to her.

"Where are we? Why were we taken from our home?" Padme asked demandingly.

"You're in my personal prison underneath the capital building," the man said. "And I'm the Governor of this little planet, Aran Blyth. You are here, because my associate wants your husbands and children. Or at least he will when he arrives tomorrow."

"Why do you want our husbands and our children?" Satine asked protectively.

"Because I know more than you realize," Blyth said the smiled. "Duchess Satine."

Satine paled at that. He knew who she was.

"What the hell are you…" Padme was cut off.

"And I know of you too Senator Amidala," Blyth said. "You see while the rest of the planet lives under a rock, unaware of what is occurring in the war. I keep myself very well informed. So I know that Generals Kenobi and Skywalker are here along with the Padawans Marshall, Tano, and Monroe."

"What about me and my husband?" Halla spoke up.

"I know your husband is the brother to Obi-wan Kenobi. I did my research," Blyth said. "So I'm keeping you here as extra insurance."

"If you wanted them then why grab us?" Satine asked. "And does that mean you didn't grab Sasha at the house?"

"Because we're the bait," Padme said with a sigh under her breath.

"Correct, Senator," Blyth said with a smile. "I'll hold you captive here, lure your Jedi friends in, and then when they get here, capture them. And once they are captured, I'll at least let the other Kenobi and you, madam, go." He gestured to Halla. "As for Sasha, was it? I didn't realize she was there. If I had known that information, then I would have demanded her too from my special team, but oh well. Anyway, the rest of you will be handed over to Count Dooku and the Death Watch once the Separatist arrive tomorrow."

Satine felt her stomach flip. That was the last thing she wanted was to end up in the hands of the Death Watch. Her home would surely fall if that were to happen. Padme snarled.

"Wait how did you know we would be home alone?" Halla asked.

"Once I figured out you were all here, I figured you had already broken into Greyhelm's datapad. So I assumed that my communications center would be your target in order to get to me next," Blyth went on. "With the help of Greyhelm, I took some careful risks and assumed you were most likely staying behind. And it appears my calculations were right. Whatever your plan was worked well for mine."

Padme and Satine glared at the man. He was smarter than any of them gave him credit for.

"Now, why are the Separatists coming here?" Satine demanded as she changed the subject. "This is still a neutral system."

"I gave up our neutrality at the beginning of the war, Duchess," he said. "And besides, Count Dooku has offered me a wonderful deal that will help this planet and me. So I'm announcing tomorrow once they arrive our new alliance with the Separatist army."

"Whatever deal you have struck with Dooku will only bring pain and suffering to your people," Padme said with a fierce tone. "Do you want that for your people?"

"To be honest, I've never actually cared for these people," Blyth said coldly. "I care for my men and my family, but I've got no other reason to care for Stew-Jon. Now be good girls and stay put. I've got a few calls to make."

"You can't hold us here," Padme barked.

"Actually, I can since you showed up on my planet uninvited and unwelcomed. And that's against my rules," Blyth said, his smile now gone. "So sit tight ladies. You'll be reunited with your 'husbands and families' soon enough."

With that, Blyth left them alone in the cell. Padme sighed and rubbed her forehead. Satine put a hand to her mouth and sat down next to Halla on the floor. This mission just took a turn for the worse, but it wasn't over yet as long as their Jedi friends were still out there. Halla looked just as pale as they did. Satine glanced at her.

"It'll be okay," Satine said reassuringly. "I know Obi-wan and Anakin as well as the padawans will save us."

"I know they will," Halla said with a soft smile. She then attempted to adjust the way she was sitting, but only winced instead. "I think the baby can sense the situation we are in, because the little one has become very anxious since that man came in here. They keep moving and kicking me."

Padme came over and knelt beside Halla. She placed a hand on the pregnant woman's shoulder.

"Just keep calm and breathing Halla," Padme nursed. "The last thing you need is for your blood pressure to rise. So just sit tight, take calming breaths, and do whatever you need to do to calm this little one down."

Halla nodded, took a few deep breaths, and felt instantly better. The little one inside her also seemed to calm as well as Halla rubbed a reassuring hand on her swollen belly. Satine glanced from Halla to Padme.

"Where did you learn that?" Satine asked curiously.

"From my sister when she was pregnant with my niece and nephew," Padme stated.

Satine nodded. The women then sat there and waited for their heroes to arrive. They could think of a way to escape. But with Halla being pregnant and Satine against violence, they would only get so far before being caught or worse. It was safer for them to sit and wait for help to come.

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