Anakin POV
It has been a few weeks since we got back from Moriband. Padme had started having morning sickness and got very tired over these last few weeks. Worried that something was wrong, I had taken her to her the Jedi healers at the Temple to make sure that everything was alright. They told me that it was. Padme said that this was normal and she was this sick when she had Luke and Leia, but I was in the Outer Rim so she hid it from me. As I watched her handle the pregnancy with grace, I was amazed by her courage and strength. The fact that she did this without me last time filled me with awe.
When we went the medical droids said that she was about the end of her first trimester based on the size of the embryos from the ultrasound. The droid said that the babies were the size of figs. Soon, Padme was big enough to start showing, her belly curved outward and showed her belly when she wore tight fitting clothing. In about a month from now, the medical droids will be able to tell us what gender the babies are going to be. Padme worried that it would be two boys, that would be a handful. We both kind of wanted one of each.
I was ecstatic at the idea of becoming a father. I knew I was scared at first, but slowly I have become confident that I could handle the situation. The way I faced Palpatine and then turned my back on him on Moriband gave me a sense of security that I could resist the Dark Side. If I could turn my back on Palpatine once, then I could do it again. Maybe they would not come after me anymore once they knew that I would not succumb to the Dark Side.
I thought back to my conversation with Obi-Wan when I was distressed that I had no memories of Luke and Liea. I decided I was not going to let others raise my own children this time. I was already getting on the HoloNet and looking up things to do in the baby room. We had a three bedroom apartment, which would work perfect. Padme and I could stay in the master suit, we could make the room in the back corner the girls room, and the room in the front corner the boys room.
The chime at the front door sounded and I flipped on the camera to see Ashoka standing there. I pressed a few buttons to unlock the door, and she came into the living room.
"Hey Skyguy, What are you doing?" she said.
"Looking at furniture to put into the baby rooms. There is so much that we need," I said running my hand through my hair.
She laughed. "Wait, human pregnancies are like forty weeks, and she is only ten weeks pregnant. You have plenty of time."
"She is twelve weeks," I corrected.
"Still, you have a lot of time. Don't get stressed out." She came over and sat by me. "You know it doesn't really matter what is in the baby room. From what I read at the Temple, babies like bright colors and geometric shapes. Yall have a lot of wiggle room."
"Yeah," I said.
"You excited?"
"Excited, and scared." I said honestly. "This did not end well for us last time."
"Hey," she said and put her hand on my shoulder. "It is not going to happen like that again, so stop worrying about that. Palpatine has tried to get you, and he failed. He is going to go make a sith lord out of someone he can seduce and he will leave you alone. If not then you will always have Rex, Obi-Wan, and me."
"Right," I muttered. I was not convienced. As the chosen one, I would be more powerful than any other Sith lord that Palpatine could seduce. He would be back, I knew it.
She went and sat on the couch, crossing her legs. "Have y'all talked about baby names?"
I smiled. "Yeah. We have already picked them out."
"Wow! That's fast. What are they?"
"The boy will be named Jinn."
"Jinn, After Qui-Gon?"
"Yeah."
"Whose idea was that?"
"Mine." I hesitated because I hated telling this story. "As Vader, I would have to have constant suit updates in order to stay alive. They would give me heavy sedatives and I would dream of Padme and our child. In my dreams, I named him Jinn."
"Aww, that beautiful, Anakin. Have you told Qui-Gon that your going to name his step-grandson after him?"
"Yes. He is honored."
"What about the girl?" she asked.
"Well we talked about that, and there is a name that I stumbled across when I was Vader that I thought would be appropriate."
"What?! Your going to name her after a Sith?" she screeched.
"No after a Rebel, and a Jedi." I said, then I grabbed her hand. "And a my sister."
"Ashla," she whispered.
"Your rebel alias. I think it is pretty and it will give her someone to model and look up too."
Ahsoka had tears in her eyes. "Thank you." She hugged me.
The door opened and Padme walked through.
"Hey Ashoka. What brings you by?"
"Just coming to visit. How are you?" she asked.
"I'm okay. Very tired, but Ani is taking good care of me."
"He told me the baby names. There gorgeous."
"I'm so excited," said Padme.
I walked over and kissed her. "Me too."