For a long time there was a silence. Obi-Wan… well… there was no way that he had heard Satine correctly. It just… it wasn't possible. Yes, they had made love. And it was making love, even if the Jedi Order wouldn't approve. He had loved her. And he would have left the Jedi Order for her if she would have asked.

There were times that he wished she would have asked.

Maybe she was joking, but this wasn't funny. She wouldn't believe something like this was either.

"What?" Obi-Wan asked.

"I… We… have… I'm so sorry, Ben Obi-Wan," Satine said, her voice breaking. "There was so much going on and I wanted to tell you I was pregnant, but my mother said it would be bad for Mandalore, and she was right. And she told me if you left the Jedi Order it would ruin your dreams. That it would be selfish of me to ask such a thing of you. The Jedi Order was all that you ever knew. And I… I thought…"

Obi-Wan could still only stare at her. This… What?

Obi-Wan was a father? He had a… child?

"I really am sorry. You don't know how much I wanted to tell you over the years. I know it doesn't mean much, but I really did intend to protect you. I thought it was best for our child."

Our child. Our child. Our child? It didn't even sound natural. Obi-Wan and Satine's child. His baby. Someone who was part of both him and Satine.

He needed to find words. He just… He never even considered this would happen. He and Satine… Those days back when they had been on the run… it was almost as if only the two of them were in the Galaxy. Even Qui-Gon didn't seem to really be there. Only the two of them seemed to matter at times.

It didn't seem like anything they did would have long lasting implications. And then things were better and Obi-Wan had been told that he had to leave. Satine wasn't in danger anymore. Satine had been the ruler of Mandalore. She had always been but it was safe now.

He couldn't describe how horrible he felt when he left with Qui-Gon. It was like part of his soul was being ripped from him. But it wasn't like Satine had wanted him to stay. The Jedi Order was his future.

That was what he had believed.

He hadn't known that she… That she…

"You were pregnant. With my child." It wasn't a question. His child. He or she would be about fifteen now. Fifteen years of thinking that Obi-Wan hated and wanted nothing to do with them. Obi-Wan might not have known his own parents, but it didn't mean he couldn't imagine what that would feel like for a kid. They would grow up thinking their parent hated them.

Thinking that he had abandoned them.

Obi-Wan… he could have been there for the child. He could have gotten to do things he would imagine fathers would do. But more importantly he would be there for the child. Children… well… Obi-Wan had some adults there when he was growing up, but they hadn't understood him. Not until Qui-Gon. And it had taken years for them to understand each other.

But if he had a child, he wanted to be there for them. He wanted to be the father the child deserved.

But now he found out there wasn't an if. He did have a child.

"I have a child?" Obi-Wan asked, even though she had already told him this.

"I… I want to tell you everything."

"Really, Satine?" Obi-Wan asked. How could she not tell him something like this? Didn't she know that he would have left the order for his son or daughter. Yes, it would have been difficult, but he would have done it. He wouldn't have abandoned the child. Now the child was fifteen and didn't even know him. Obi-Wan was a dead-beat parent and he had never wanted that.

How could Satine do this? Maybe she hadn't wanted him around. Maybe she thought that he was no good for her kid. He wanted to believe that she would have known better and yet obviously she hadn't wanted him to know. He never imagined that she would do something like this. Not his sweet Satine.

She had been the only person he had ever been in love with.

"I… I wanted to do what was right for Mandalore," Satine said, her voice breaking. "You have no idea what it's like in my family." Satine shook her head. That was hardly a good enough, excuse, right? Not after all these years. "All I was taught was to be the best I could for Mandalore. Nothing else mattered. I know you must despise me. I detest myself."

"Satine…"

"I found out I was pregnant soon after you left. We have a daughter. Her name is Bo-Katan. I picked a hyphenated name because it reminded me of you. She reminds me of you. Everyone says she's pure Mandalorian, but she reminds me of you."

Bo-Katan. Bo-Katan. Bo-Katan. His daughter. His daughter.

"She has your hair Obi-Wan. She's ginger like you. Actually, even more ginger than you are. She's so fiery like you and she even makes stupid comments she thinks are smart like you." His comments were witty so he didn't know why she said that, not that it mattered. "She reminds me of you all the time. I… I'm so sorry. I apologize. It was a mistake not to tell you. You had the right to know. I'm really sorry. I just…"

"How could you not tell me?" Obi-Wan asked again. Yes, she could say it was for Mandalore, but still. "How could you not tell me about this? How old is she even? She would have to be a teenager now, right? About fifteen?"

"I…" Satine forced herself to nod. "I made a mistake."

"A mistake?" Obi-Wan's eyes were huge and had an expression in them that she had never seen from him. At least not anything that she had caused. Hurt. Or rather something deeper than that. "This is more than a mistake. How could you do this? What… I'd want to see my child. I would have been there for her!"

"You would have left the Jedi Order?" Satine asked.

He stared at her.

"I didn't want to make you have to pick, Obi-Wan. I… I knew that you were doing good things with them. That you would make a good Jedi and that you would be different than most of them. You'd be more like Qui-Gon was." Like Qui-Gon was. Obi-Wan had never been anything like him. Still normally this would have made him happy. He had admired his master. He had been like a father to him. "And I knew that it was your dream to be a Jedi. I didn't want to ruin that for you."

He stared at her. "You think that justifies not telling me? My daughter… She's a teenager now. I missed all of it. She probably thought I abandoned her. She deserved to have a father."

"She didn't think you abandoned her. She didn't even know you existed until recently." Satine looked down. "She didn't even know that I was her mother until recently. I… I thought it would be best for Mandalore and Bo-Katan if she was raised by my mother. I thought that she would be happier and she was happy, but now…" She shook her head. "You don't know how sorry I am about all of this."

"Sorry doesn't change anything. It doesn't change what you did. Did you even try and reach me?"

"No. I… I thought about it a lot. Sometimes I was about to but… I even turned on my com device sometimes to do that, but I…I apologize," Satine said for what felt like the thousandth time. "I… It's not an excuse but when I got pregnant with her, I was so young. I felt alone. I had my mother but…"

"I would have been there for you when you were carrying her. I would have been with you the whole time, Satine. If I had known…" Obi-Wan couldn't help but feel bad for Satine for a moment. They had been young and she had been going through so much then. Ruling Mandalore would have been hard enough, but being pregnant with his child… Well, Mandalorians weren't fond of the Jedi.

"She said it would be best for Mandalore if I didn't tell you and that if I did and you were there, that it could make things complicated for Bo-Katan."

"Complicated for Bo-Katan? How would it have been complicated to her if she had always known that I was her father? I would have been there for her, Satine. I would have been there for you. I know it wouldn't have been easy, but we could have figured it out," he said. "Stars, even if you didn't want to be with me, you could have still told me about Bo-Katan."

"You're a Jedi and we're Mandalorian and—"

"Yes, some people wouldn't approve, but she would have been fine with it if she had grown up knowing about it." Obi-Wan ran his hand through his hair. Things could have been different.

"I'm… I wish I could change things. I…"

"And you could have told me so many times. It's been years! Years that I'll never get back!"

Satine nodded. "She… she does want to meet you. I think… I'm worried about her. She's been upset."

Obi-Wan glared at her.

"I know what you're thinking and I… I don't blame her either," Satine said with a sigh. "Obi-Wan, if you don't want—"

"I want to meet my daughter, Satine. I do." He tried to imagine what she looked like. Maybe she was a mini Satine, except with red hair.

"Even if she's—"

"Yes, even if… even if she doesn't care for me yet." He would be there for her. He didn't know how it was going to work with the Jedi Order. They wouldn't be happy about this. He wouldn't be the first Jedi who had a child, but most weren't allowed to raise them. They couldn't get attached.

Obi-Wan… he couldn't do that. He already hadn't been there for her. He wouldn't continue that. Not now that he knew about her.

Satine nodded. "I apologize again."

Obi-Wan didn't say anything. He knew that she was sorry, but those were words and words didn't erase the past.