Sorry this took literally forever! Every time I went to write, something came up. Life...am I right? I hope to not have this happen again in the future! No promises though as being back at work and adulting can get kinda crazy. Anyways...this chapter got away from me a bit. When I started I wasn't sure it was going to be very long and then my mind and fingers took over and like 9,000 something words later, here it is. Leia is once again a little brat BUT not forever and she redeems herself, I hope. Plus in this situation she doesn't even realize the weight of what she is saying until Padme helps her understand. And I promise she won't always be a brat, seriously! I just see them as sisters and well, as someone with two sisters, there was tons of fighting and arguing and hurt feelings. Girls are mean, ya'll! But never fear, Leia will get better and she will be less of a brat in the future!

Summary: Iyla is entering teenage years and is feeling the effects of not having a mother to confide in. Enter Auntie Padme. Except, Leia isn't too happy about Iyla monopolizing her mommy's time and attention. Harsh words are said, feelings are hurt, but love and understanding help mend it in the end.


Chapter 6: Mommy Stealer

When Padme first met Iyla Kenobi she was immediately drawn to her sparkling blue eyes and dazzling smile. The girl shone like a sun and her adorable speech impediment melted Padme's heart. The same heart that would pang in her chest when she saw Satine's smile on her face. Satine had been Padme's friend, one of the few real politician friends that she had, and she admired the Duchess immensely. Satine understood her and was a great source of encouragement and reassurance. Both of them came into politics at a very young age and both of them saw their fair share of betrayal, failures, and hardships. Padme would often call on Satine for advice and counsel when she felt overwhelmed and the Duchess, with her bold strength, tender heart, and caring spirit, would help her through whatever she needed.

Padme saw so much of Satine in Iyla. Not just in her appearance, but in her qualities too. That same tender heart of her mother would come out when someone was sad and needed comfort, and the caring spirit would emerge when she saw someone in need. Iyla had Satine's best qualities and she reflected her Mama so much that Padme vowed from the first time she laid eyes on the little girl that she'd love on her and treat her as her own. She'd give her the mother's touch that Satine was never able to. Never trying to replace Satine, but giving her all the love and affection that a mother could because the daughter of one of her most treasured and admired friends deserved it all.

Padme was there to buy Iyla pretty dresses, shoes, hair bows, and jewelry. She was there to teach her how to wear her hair in different styles, how to accessorize her plain Jedi tunics, and to have tea parties and picnics with during a much needed girls' afternoon.

She was also there to teach her how to be a strong woman, like her mother. To be confident, independent, passionate, fierce, and fair. To be compassionate, tender, and kind. To not let anything get in her way or stop her from being the best she could be and that there was no barrier too big or too large for a girl to break through. Padme wanted Iyla to be strong and self-assured because Satine was all of these things and more. But mostly, Padme wanted Iyla to feel loved. Obi-Wan loved Iyla more than anything and Iyla knew that she would always have her Papa's love. But the love of a mother was something Obi-Wan could never give her, so Padme decided to fill in. Even after Leia was born and Padme had a biological daughter of her own, she never stopped loving or mothering Iyla, the daughter of her heart and in every other way except blood.

Leia accepted Iyla as a sister and didn't question Padme giving the little Kenobi extra attention when she felt the girl needed it. As long as Leia still got her mommy to herself most of the time, she was fine. There was some jealousy of course, as all (nearly) siblings have, but Padme did her best to love on both of her girls equally and fairly. Iyla never envied Leia and Padme's relationship, or if she did she never once mentioned it, and tried her best to be respectful of Leia's demands for time with 'her mommy.' Padme knew Iyla longed for Satine and a mother-daughter relationship that she had with Leia. She could see it every time Leia cuddled with her and played with her hair. When she'd give Leia kisses and sing to her to calm her down. Padme would look up to see Iyla watching them with pained and melancholy eyes that held within an aching soul that such a warm and bright little girl should never have. She knew that Iyla desperately yearned for her mother and no matter how many snuggles, kisses, declarations of love, and affectionate touches Obi-Wan gave her, something inside would always miss and long for Satine.

It was one of these aching and wistful looks, that she caught from across the room as she fixed Leia's hair and kissed her face, that prompted Padme to seek out Iyla and give her the mother's touch she could feel her practically screaming for.

Iyla looked away shyly when she noticed Padme had caught her staring and she quickly turned to give the mother and daughter some privacy. Padme frowned and set Leia down to go find Luke and wash up for dinner. She watched Iyla pretend to be interested in the ships flying past the window but she could see her sad and teary eyes reflected in the glass. Padme sighed and got up to approach the girl.

"Iyla?" she called softly as she came to stand next to her at the window.

Iyla hastily ran a hand over her eyes and cleared her throat awkwardly. "Y-Yes, Auntie Padme," she replied.

"Dinner will be ready soon. Obi-Wan said he might run late in his meeting so you're welcome to eat with us if you don't want to go to the dining hall," Padme said.

"Oh, uh, sure. Thanks," Iyla answered but never turned to look at her.

"Sweetheart, is something wrong? You've been very quiet today. Are you not feeling well?"

"No, I'm feeling ok. I guess…I mean, I'm not sick, but…" Iyla swallowed thickly and started to wring her hands.

Padme took them in her own and led her over to the couch. She sat facing Iyla and grew concerned when the 12-year-old wouldn't look her in the eyes. Iyla kept her face down and studied her hands that were still clasped in Padme's.

"What's going on, darling?" Padme asked, putting her finger under Iyla's chin to lift up her face.

"I…I…it's silly," Iyla replied.

Padme ran a hand through Iyla's hair and rested it on the back of her neck. Iyla often discounted her feelings as 'silly' when she didn't think she was supposed to feel a certain way or have certain thoughts. The Jedi's philosophies leant themselves to suppressing emotion, but the Order was becoming more accepting of voicing and expressing emotions even if they didn't actively encourage it. Obi-Wan had never discouraged Iyla's feelings and always worked to validate her emotions no matter how 'silly' she thought they were. Emotional suppression had nearly ruined Obi-Wan and Anakin and neither of them wanted that for their children. Plus, Iyla was still very much a child and children needed to feel free to express themselves, Jedi Code or not.

"I doubt it's silly, Iyla. You're not the type to get upset over silly things," Padme replied.

Iyla shrugged and looked away.

"Why don't you tell me and I'll decide for myself if it's silly, hmm?"

Iyla's mouth quirked up in a half smile and she nodded. "I…I miss Mama," she said softly.

"Oh, little one. That's not silly," Padme said cupping her face.

"Yes, it is. I never knew Mama and I only met her once when I was little and I was asleep half the time. How can I miss someone I don't even know, Auntie Padme?"

"It's very understandable that you miss your Mama, love. She may not be part of your life but she is part of you so in a sense you do know her and you can miss her."

"I just…I wish she was here. I feel like sometimes…sometimes I just really need her. And want her. So bad! But…but I love Papa more than anything and he's the best Papa anyone could ever ask for and I don't not want Papa and I know I can go to him with anything but…"

"But sometimes you just need a mother," Padme finished for her, looking sympathetic.

"Yeah," Iyla said as her shoulders slumped.

"Iyla, wanting your Mama doesn't mean you love your Papa any less. Mamas and Papas play very different roles in their children's lives and both are equally as important. But there are some things that Mamas are better at than Papas," Padme said with a wink.

Iyla smiled but it vanished quickly and she grew melancholy again. "Sometimes, when I see you and Leia I feel sad. I know I shouldn't because they're always happy moments and I should feel happy for my friends but I just…I start to think about what it would be like to have a Mama to talk to and laugh with and do other stuff that girls do with their Mamas. But I'm trying to get better at releasing my emotions. I guess I need more practice since you noticed right away," Iyla said blushing a bit.

"You're allowed to feel sad when you see Leia and I having happy moments. It's normal and expected. It doesn't mean you aren't happy for us and that you are a bad Jedi, darling. It means you're human and you have emotions. Emotions, feelings, and thoughts that are justified and real," Padme replied looking into Iyla's bright blue eyes that held confusion and apprehension.

The 12-year-old didn't speak for a moment and simply looked lost in thought. "I'm not jealous," she said at last. "Not really."

Padme smiled. "I would understand if you were, but I know you're not. Don't worry."

"It's just that there are some things that I don't really feel like talking to Papa about. Not that I can't, just that I'd rather have a Mama to talk to them about and Leia gets to have that all the time. She doesn't have to worry about not having a Mama to talk to but I do and it…it…really sucks," Iyla said with a scowl.

Padme chuckled and patted Iyla's knee. "I'm sure it does, sweetheart. But you know you can always come to me when you don't feel like going to your Papa. I'm not your Mama but I'd like to think that we've become close enough over the years that you can talk to me about anything."

Iyla smiled at her and nodded. "I do. And we have. Very much, Auntie Padme."

"Good. Now, what is it you want to talk about?" Padme asked.

"Nothing in particular…" Iyla trailed off and looked away from her aunt.

"Iyla…"

"It's kinda embarrassing," Iyla said rubbing the back of her neck anxiously.

"I won't laugh, darling. I've been through everything you're going through now. So hit me with it. I can take it," Padme teased.

"Ok," Iyla smiled. "I…I was told by Master Eerin that I should probably start thinking about getting a few certain…articles of clothing…that girls need when they start…developing…in certain places because I'm an 'early bloomer' as she said and it would be beneficial to-"

Padme held up a hand. "I know what you mean, sweetheart," she said in an effort to end the poor girl's awkward explanation.

"Master Eerin offered to tell Papa for me, but I told her no. I told her I'd do it, and I've been trying to for the last few days but I just can't," Iyla said looking remorseful.

"That's understandable, Iyla. It would be a difficult thing to talk to your Papa about. I wouldn't want to ask my Papa to buy me that certain piece of clothing either," Padme replied.

"I might actually die of humiliation if I tried. Or he would. Or we both would," Iyla chuckled.

"Well, let me save you the death by embarrassment and take you shopping myself. I know what to look for, how to help you, and the best types to buy. We could make a day of it too. Shopping, lunch, maybe a visit to the hairdresser? I'm sure it would be nice to have your hair treated by someone other than the temple barber."

"Master Leoni wears huge glasses that take up his whole face and he still squints when he cuts my hair. I'm scared that one of these days he's going to chop it all off by accident," Iyla said with a shiver.

"Then a trip to the hairdresser is definitely needed. They can give you tips on how to manage those gorgeous wavy curls too."

"Jedi aren't supposed to be concerned about appearance, though. And it's just hair," Iyla said with a reluctant shrug.

"That may be true, but it doesn't mean you all need to go around looking like Mace Windu," Padme countered.

Iyla burst out laughing at the idea of every Jedi being as bald as Master Windu and she felt the anxiety of the last few days melt away into the Force with her giggles.

"So, what do you say? Auntie and Iyla day tomorrow?" Padme asked.

Iyla looked up at her shyly. "Yes, please. If it's not too much trouble. I'd…I'd really like that."

"No trouble at all, sweetheart. I'll let Obi-Wan know of our plans you can come by after you finish your classes in the morning, alright?"

"Ok," Iyla grinned widely and Padme's heart ached a bit when she saw Satine's smile. Satine should be here for this and Iyla should have a mother to help her navigate through adolescence but Padme was happy to step up in the Duchess' stead. Iyla needed a mother and Padme would do her best to fill that role while still honoring Satine's memory.

"Should I go get Luke and Leia for dinner?" Iyla asked now standing up and turning towards the hallway.

"Yes, make sure they washed up, please. I told them to, but you know how they are."

Iyla laughed in agreement and walked off to find her cousins.


"So that's why she was acting strange," Obi-Wan said looking relieved.

"She said she's been trying to tell you about it for days but couldn't seem to find the courage to," Padme told him with a fond smile.

"Yes, well, it is a bit of an awkward subject. I wouldn't have turned her away or embarrassed her, but I am admittedly relieved that you volunteered to take the reins on this one, Padme. It certainly would have been an uncomfortable trip for both of us," Obi-Wan replied with a chuckle.

"Don't tell her that you know. She's a bit sensitive about it. I just thought you needed to be told since you're her father and you're bound to find out anyways."

"Thank you, Padme. I appreciate it. And not just this shopping trip. I appreciate all of it. You've been a wonderful influence on Iyla and have given her the mother's touch that she desperately needs. I'm very grateful, and I know Satine is as well," Obi-Wan said.

"It's my pleasure, Obi-Wan. Iyla is an amazing girl and I feel blessed that I get to be in her life. I'll always be here for her when she needs it. Which she will in the coming years, I'm sure."

"Yes, I'm sure she will as well. It wasn't hard to help Anakin navigate puberty and adolescence since I had gone through the same thing, but with Iyla it's completely uncharted territory. You and Ahsoka might have to help clean up my mistakes in the future," Obi-Wan said with a blush.

"Don't worry. We completely understand and we're happy to do so. You're never alone in this, Obi-Wan. You've got a family that is ready and willing to help you anytime. Remember that," Padme smiled.

"Thank you," he replied and smiled as well. "I do wish she'd stop growing up so fast though. I miss my little one who couldn't buckle her boots or pronounce her 'r's correctly. Who used to want and ask for cuddles and kisses. Now I'm lucky if I get a 'bye Papa' before she rushes off to her classes."

Padme smiled sadly and put a hand on his shoulder. "Iyla will always be your little girl, Obi-Wan. And she'll always need you, just in different ways that before. Maybe not to buckle her boots or cuddle her before bed, but to help clothe her in confidence and support or be a shoulder to cry on when being a teenage girl starts to just plain suck. Which it will. You'll be surprised how much she still needs you even when she tries to pretend she doesn't."

"Anakin is lucky to have married such a wise woman," Obi-Wan complimented. "Too bad it hasn't rubbed off on him after all these years," he teased.

"I know. I've often thought the same thing," Padme winked.

They both shared a laugh as Iyla and Leia came in the room giggling and whispering about something, lost in their own little joke. Luke was scowling so it probably had to do with him.

"Are you ready to go, Iyla?" Padme asked, breaking the girls out of their teasing smiles.

"Yes, Auntie Padme," Iyla smiled.

"Mommy," Leia spoke up. "Can I come with you and Iyla?"

"Not this time, princess. I promised Iyla we'd have an auntie and niece day. You can come with us another time though," Padme replied.

Leia made a face and narrowed her eyes. "But you're just going shopping. I go shopping with you two all the time! Why is this time different?" the 8-year-old asked with her hands on her hips.

"Because Iyla needs some girl time with me for a bit. Just the two of us. You'll understand when you're older, love."

"But I'm a girl too. And you're my mom. I should get to go."

"Leia," Padme said in a warning tone. "You can come next time. Not today though. End of discussion."

Leia huffed but nodded and wisely stayed silent. She knew that look from her mommy and knew better than to challenge further. Padme had made up her mind and arguing any more would not end well.

"Ok," Leia grumbled.

"Maybe we can bring you and Luke some sweets back. If Auntie Padme doesn't mind stopping at the bakery on the way home," Iyla replied in an attempt to make her cousin feel better about being left out.

"We'll see. I'll comm your father and Uncle Obi-Wan to see if you two have behaved and deserve a sweet," Padme answered.

"I'm sure they'll be fine," Obi-Wan said looking at the twins with a soppy smile.

"Of course we will, Uncle Obi," Leia said flashing him her big akk-pup eyes.

Padme scoffed and shook her head. These two were such little imps but she loved them dearly. She put her hand on Iyla's back and guided her towards the door. Iyla waved to the twins and blew her Papa a kiss, much to his delight, before following Padme out of the room.


Iyla was extremely grateful that Padme was there to help her figure out the complicated science and art of training bras. She was sure that her Papa would have had no idea what to do and she'd probably have had to ask an associate for help, in which case she'd rather die. Padme was understanding, helpful, and patient as they tried many different kinds and Iyla finally got comfortable in some of them. They used the credits Obi-Wan had given Iyla to purchase the items and were off to lunch soon after.

Lunch could have been awkward since Iyla had questions about all kinds of "girl stuff" but Padme made it natural and comfortable. Iyla smiled and laughed as they ate and Padme answered her questions and shared some of her own experiences. Iyla's heart was full and the Force was bright and warm around them as they enjoyed each other's company. A girl and her pseudo-mother talking about normal girl things and bonding with each other. It wasn't Satine and Padme wasn't really her mother, but for a moment, Iyla got a glimpse of what it was like to have a Mama and she latched on to that moment for dear life. For an afternoon she was a normal preteen hanging out with her mother. Something Iyla longed for so deeply and desperately.

Padme could tell that already Iyla was feeling less burdened and gloomy than the day before and she was grateful for the time she had to love on her niece and mother her as much as possible. She vowed then and there, as she focused on the bright grin and infectious laugh of the girl, that she'd do all she could to help Iyla feel as loved and supported as possible.

They arrived at the hair salon and Padme's usual hairstylist went crazy for Iyla's long flowing strawberry blonde hair. She was immediately whisked away and ushered to a chair as Padme followed and sat beside her. Iyla looked at her with wide and confused eyes when the hairstylists took turns running their hands through her hair and talking excitedly with each other about it. Padme laughed and put a hand on her arm affectionately.

"You have beautiful hair, Iyla," Padme spoke up. "They aren't used to the color, that's all. Red hair is very rare even among humans."

"They aren't going to try to take some are they?" Iyla asked nervously.

"No, sweetheart," Padme laughed. "Just relax and let them do their thing. You'll be ok. Trust me."

"Ok," Iyla replied and sat back in the chair but didn't relax completely.

Padme was right. The stylists didn't take Iyla's hair at all. In fact they barely cut any off when they trimmed it. Padme was sure it was because they thought it a crime to dispose of any amount of the precious locks. Iyla smiled widely in relief as she admired her silky and treated hair in the mirror. She knew she wasn't supposed to focus on looks, but her hair felt amazing and she had to admit it looked great too.

After a quick call to Anakin and Obi-Wan, Padme and Iyla headed to the sweet shop to pick something up for everyone. Iyla couldn't help running her finger through her hair constantly and she seemed to shine brighter and stand taller. Padme had doubts about taking Iyla to the salon since the Jedi frown upon excessive outward luxuries, but it seemed to do the girl a world of good and she enjoyed seeing Iyla so happy.

The Skywalkers and Kenobis had dinner together and enjoyed their sweets for dessert. Iyla rambled excitedly about her day with Padme and showed off her shiny hair with a new found confidence and poise. Leia watched it all with a frown and pouted a bit when Padme and Iyla laughed at something that happened to them at lunchtime. She was still bitter about not being invited to go with them and didn't like being left out. Iyla got her hair treated and got to go shopping. Padme took her to a nice restaurant for lunch and even let her pick an extra sweet from the shop. Leia didn't know why Iyla was getting special treatment all of the sudden and she didn't like it. Not one bit. Padme was her mommy. Not Iyla's. She should be going shopping, to the salon, and getting lunch and sweets, not Iyla. Leia sent a scathing look at her cousin from across the table as the jealousy rose up fiercely within her. Iyla caught the look and jerked back a bit in surprise. Her eyebrows furrowed and she frowned slightly at the younger girl.

"Mommy can I be excused?" Leia spoke up suddenly, cutting off Iyla's description of a funny scene they saw from the restaurant window.

"Leia, it's rude to interrupt," Padme scolded. "Please apologize to your cousin."

"Sorry," Leia muttered.

"Leia," Anakin warned.

"Sorry, ok? I just want to be excused. I ate all my food, I don't want seconds, and I don't want to hear anymore stories. I'm tired and I want to be alone," Leia said angrily.

"I…we can talk about something else. I just wanted to share the funny story but…" Iyla stuttered out, looking anxiously at Padme, Anakin, and Leia.

"No, keep talking, kiddo. Leia can go pout in her room," Anakin answered.

Leia scowled at him and stood up with her plate to take it to the sink. She rinsed it off and set it aside then quickly walked to her room and slammed her hand on the closing mechanism harder than necessary.

"Sorry for talking too much," Iyla said looking embarrassed. "Maybe I should go after Leia…"

"Leave her be, sweetheart. She'll be ok," Padme replied.

"Yeah she's just in a mood," Luke said gobbling up the pastry they bought him from the sweet shop.

"Is it because of me?" Iyla asked looking concerned.

"No, kiddo. You didn't do anything wrong," Anakin assured her.

"I'll go talk to her and see what's going on," Padme stood up and started gathering the plates.

"We'll get those, angel," Anakin told her and motioned to Luke to help him start the dishes. Luke made a face but got up anyways and started clearing the table.

"We should get going too," Obi-Wan said. "Thank you for having us for dinner."

"You're both welcome anytime," Padme said. Before she could reach Leia's door Iyla called out.

"Tell Leia I said bye and I'm sorry for whatever I did."

"I will."

"Also, thank you for today, Auntie Padme. I had a great time!"

Padme smiled and called her over to give her a hug and kiss on the head. "I had fun too. We'll have to do it again soon."

Iyla grinned and nodded enthusiastically then lingered in the embrace for a moment longer before letting go and running back to Obi-Wan.


Over the next week Iyla and Padme spent more and more time together. Sometimes Leia was welcomed and other times she wasn't. When Iyla had concerns or teenage problems, Padme always made time for just the two of them. Leia was growing increasingly frustrated with her cousin always being around and always getting little moments with her mommy. No matter that Leia got Padme to herself everyday and whenever Iyla wasn't there, but to the 8-year-old, Iyla was hogging her mother and it wasn't fair.

The last straw came when Padme invited Iyla over to their quarters and started to teach her how to bake five-blossom bread, a Nabooian treat. Leia seethed when Padme shared the recipe with her cousin and told her that this particular kind was her own family's specialty and about the secret ingredient they added in. Leia of course had baked the bread with her mother many times before and had been told the secret ingredient but it didn't feel special anymore now that Iyla knew as well. She got especially upset when Padme shared that the recipe was traditionally passed down from mother to daughter and she felt it important to include Iyla in that as well. Leia watched as her mother ran a hand through her cousin's hair and gave her an affectionate peck on the cheek. Iyla lit up at her words and her touches and both of them went back to chatting and mixing ingredients.

Twenty minutes later the bread was baked and they were drizzling the pear flavored icing on top. Anakin and Luke came in the kitchen, drawn by the smell, and immediately grabbed for a treat, then another.

"Better grab one quick, princess," Padme called to Leia. "Before your father and brother eat them all."

Iyla and Padme already had one in hand and were munching on them happily. Leia pushed herself off the wall she was leaning on and walked over to grab one from the plate.

"It's good, Auntie Padme," Iyla commented.

"It is quite good, you're right. Thanks to your mixing skills," Padme complimented.

Leia bit into her treat and had to hold back a groan. It really was very good. Probably the best she'd tasted ever. Iyla had mixed the filling and icing well and added the right amount of sugar, cream, and cinnamon. But as good as it was, Leia refused to admit aloud.

"It's good. But I've had better," she commented.

Iyla's smile dimmed a bit but she shrugged. "It's my first time so it's probably not amazing. But I'm sure I'll get better the more I make it."

Leia didn't want Iyla to make more though and folded her arms defensively. But Iyla didn't notice as she'd moved on to help Padme with the dishes. Stuffing the rest of the delicious pastry in her mouth, Leia left the room with a silent huff and flopped down on her bed with an annoyed sigh.

"What's wrong now?" Luke said with an eyeroll. "Is it Iyla again?"

"Yes!" Leia replied. "She's over here again and she's taking mommy all for herself again."

"Iyla isn't taking mommy, Leia. She just has fun spending time with her. What's the big deal?" Luke asked with a shrug.

"The big deal is that she's my mommy, not Iyla's and I want to spend time with her too," Leia pouted.

"Stop pouting," Luke said turning back to his datapad that he was watching a holovid on.

"You don't even care, do you?"

"Nope," Luke said popping the 'p' and never taking his eyes off the screen.

Iyla walked in the room at that moment smiling and humming to herself. She greeted them happily then flopped down to sit on Leia's bed casually.

"Wanna play that card game your Papa was talking about? Sabbog or somethin'?" Iyla asked.

"It's Sabacc and no, I don't want to play," Leia replied sulkily.

"Ok, something else then? Ooh, how about that speeder racing game on the datapad?"

"I meant I don't want to play with you," Leia remarked with narrowed eyes.

Iyla tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows. "Why not? What's wrong?"

"Why not? Like you don't know."

"I…don't. That's why I'm asking."

"So much for being one of the smartest Initiates," Leia mumbled.

"Hey! Just because I can't read your moody mind doesn't mean I'm not smart," Iyla said standing up with her hands on her hips.

"Whatever," Leia replied.

"What's your problem?" Iyla asked.

"My problem is that you're spending so much time with mommy and it's driving me nuts. Why do you always have to be over here or going out with her to shop or eat? She's my mommy not yours!"

Iyla lowered her eyes. "Auntie Padme has been inviting me. I didn't think it would be a problem."

"Well, it is a problem. I'm tired of you always taking her way from me. I'm her daughter, not you. You're being a mommy stealer and it's making me mad. Get your own mommy and leave mine alone!" Leia shouted angrily.

Iyla's breath hitched and Luke sat up on his bed, putting his datapad aside.

"Leia!" he scolded. "You know Iyla doesn't have a mommy. Auntie Satine is with the Force."

"I know that," Leia said defensively. "But just because she doesn't have a mommy doesn't mean she can have mine."

Iyla swallowed heavily and let out a shaky breath. "I…I never meant to take your Mama, Leia. It…it's just that I don't have a Mama and I really wanted to see what it was like and Auntie Padme offered to spend time with me so I wouldn't be so sad about missing mine and…"

"She's not your mommy and she never will be so you can stop pretending that she is. Go back to your Papa and ask him for a new mommy if you want one so bad."

"Leia, stop it!" Luke yelled. "Stop being so mean. You're gonna make her cry."

"She's always crying," Leia said and rolled her eyes.

Iyla blinked back her tears and stood taller. She wouldn't give her cousin the satisfaction of seeing any tears fall. She'd conquer her sadness and act like the senior Initiate she was. Leia's words hurt terribly but she was 12 now and she didn't cry at words anymore.

"I'm gonna go home now since you obviously don't want me here anymore. See you when you stop being a brat and fix your bad attitude."

Leia stuck her tongue at her and crossed her arms.

"Real mature, Leia," Iyla scoffed as she gathered up her stuff.

Luke watched as Iyla walked away with her head down and didn't believe for a second that she wasn't hurt by his sister's words. He glared at Leia then jumped off his bed, completely forgetting about his holovid, and followed Iyla out of the room.

"Are you leaving?" Padme asked when she saw Iyla carrying her backpack and heading for the door.

"Yeah, I think I'll go have tea with Papa. He should be out of his meeting soon," Iyla replied.

"Oh, alright. Well, give your Papa our love and enjoy your tea. I'll see you on Thursday for another cooking session," Padme said.

Iyla caught Leia's eyes from across the room and saw them narrow at her.

"Um, I'm not sure I'll be able to, Auntie Padme. I've got a lotta homework and some tests to study for. Maybe another time," Iyla said glancing at her cousin.

"Are you sure, sweetheart?"

"Yeah…I'm sure," Iyla replied.

Padme frowned but nodded her head in understanding. She gave Iyla a kiss goodbye and was confused when the girl quickly pulled away and gave her a half smile before hurrying out the door.


Iyla avoided the Skywalkers like the plague for the next few weeks. She didn't come to their quarters or spend time with them in the gardens unless she absolutely had to. Obi-Wan noticed her spending more and more time in her room or alone when she wasn't in classes and was growing concerned. Every attempt to talk to her or ask her if anything was wrong was met with an 'I'm fine' and a fake smile. Obi-Wan suddenly knew what his friends felt like whenever he gave the same response. Iyla really was too much like him at times.

Even in the crèche Iyla kept to herself. Shona had been chosen as a Padawan the year before so it was just Nari, Flynn, and herself left in their friend group. But both Flynn and Nari, at 13, were focused more than ever on their Initiate trials and finding a Master. Iyla was focused as well, but had a few more classes to do before she could attempt the trials. When her friends were off being older and leading more exciting lives, Iyla usually spent her time with Luke and Leia. However, given the current circumstances, Iyla did her best to stay out of their sight. Luke had approached her a few times and asked her to play with them but each time Iyla claimed she was 'busy' or 'tired.'

Leia was starting to miss her cousin and was very much regretting her harsh words. Iyla was one of her favorite people in the galaxy and she loved spending time with her, no matter how much they fought and drove each other crazy. Leia knew Iyla would always be there for her and loved her deeply. Iyla was kind and compassionate and always quick to forgive and make things right. Leia feared though that this time wouldn't be like the others. Perhaps there was a limit to her cousin's forgiveness and kindness. What if Leia's words had crossed a line and she'd lost Iyla forever? She didn't know if she'd be able to go on without her cousin's steady and bright presence always tempering her own turbulent supernova of a Force signature. Leia needed Iyla for peace of mind and tethered emotions.

The weekly Kenobi-Skywalker family dinner had been cancelled due to Iyla claiming she wasn't feeling well and preferring to stay home instead. Padme was disappointed as she had made Iyla's favorite dessert since she'd passed her Early Intergalactic Diplomacy class with the highest marks. Leia watched as her mother sadly wrapped the tray of muja filled brownies up to take over to the Kenobi quarters the next day then settled down to eat her food with a heavy sigh.

"Are you ok, Mommy?" Leia asked as she pushed her carrots around on her plate.

"Yes, darling. Just a bit disappointed that Iyla and Obi-Wan couldn't join us tonight. I was looking forward to celebrating Iyla's accomplishment. I'd hoped the brownies would bring her spirits up a bit, she's been so sad lately. I've been worried about her a lot," Padme answered.

"I have been too," Leia agreed.

"Obi-Wan's been noticing it too. We both thought it was teenage angst but it's been going on for a while now and it's very unlike her," Anakin agreed. "He said she didn't even want to go to the Room of a Thousand Fountains and she's been ignoring her plants on the balcony, including the Mandalorian flower she got from Master Yoda years ago. She never misses a chance to take care of that flower."

Leia's eyes widened and she felt a burning sensation behind her eyes as they grew misty. Iyla wasn't taking care of Auntie Satine's flower? That flower is one of her most prized possessions. She's worked hard to keep it alive and thriving for years and Leia couldn't imagine it just sitting in the pot and being forgotten. And she wasn't going to the garden? The Room of a Thousand Fountains was Iyla's favorite spot in the temple. Leia often sat with her and got lost in the older girl's Force presence as they listened to and felt the living Force surround them among the flowers and trees. If Iyla wasn't doing the two things that make her the most happy then…well…she must be very upset indeed. And it was all Leia's fault.

A choked sob broke the sullen silence of the Skywalkers' dinner and had the other three turning to stare at Leia in alarm.

"Darling," Padme spoke up. "What is it? Are you worried about your cousin?"

Leia nodded, chest heaving and tears smearing her cheeks.

"Oh, love," Padme comforted. "It's ok. Iyla will be alright. She has all of us to support her and you and Luke to give her hugs. I'm sure she'll be alright after some Skywalker twin love."

Luke's eyes flickered down to his lap and he looked to be fighting back tears as well. Leia wasn't comforted in the slightest by Padme's words and continued to hiccup and sob.

"W-We can't g-give her love though, Mommy. She…she's not talking to us or, or playing with us or even going near us anymore. She…she hates us!" Leia cried.

"Leia, I'm sure she doesn't hate you. She's just going through a tough time right now," Anakin replied.

"Yeah, because of me!" Leia answered bitterly. "It's my fault Iyla's so sad, Daddy."

"How is it your fault?" Anakin asked.

"Leia made Iyla feel bad about being over here a lot and for spendin' lots a time with Mommy," Luke said when it was clear Leia was still trying to get a hold of herself.

"Leia, is this true?" Padme turned to her daughter.

Leia nodded and stuttered out a confession. "I t-told Iyla that sh-she was over here too much and was doing too many things wi-with you. I c-called her a mommy stealer and told her to l-leave you alone."

Padme and Anakin looked shocked. Luke continued on, not caring if it made Leia look bad or not, now angry that his sister's mean words were causing his Iyla so much pain.

"She said you're never gonna be Iyla's mommy and she needs to stop pretending you are and get her own mommy instead. She said…she said just because Iyla's mommy died doesn't mean she can take hers."

"Leia," Anakin breathed out. "That…that's horrible. How could you say something like that?"

"I don't know! I was jealous and mad and, and I felt left out and wanted Mommy to let me do fun things too."

"You were selfish and cruel," Padme said. "You hurt Iyla terribly just because you wanted to be included in some shopping trips and lunch dates. Leia, I'm very disappointed in you."

"I'm sorry!" Leia sobbed. "I was mean and nasty and now Iyla's never gonna wanna see me again. She hates me and I deserve it cuz I'm a bad person!"

Padme sighed and took her daughter's hand. "What you did was wrong, Leia. But, the fact that you are so upset and remorseful now is a sign that you are not a bad person. You made a mistake and let your jealousy take over, but you are obviously sorry and recognize that you were wrong."

"I miss Iyla, Mommy. I've been missing her for long time and I felt bad about my words as soon as I said them, but by then it was too late. Like you say, Daddy," Leia turned to Anakin. "You can't unsay words so you gotta make sure they're kind."

"Very true, princess. Words are powerful so we must always watch what we say," Anakin replied.

"Yeah, cuz we can't take it back even if we want to," Luke said.

"And I really want to! I'm sorry Iyla's mommy is with the Force and I'm sorry she doesn't get to have mommy time and I don't care if she takes you, Mommy, really. I was just being selfish. And I'm so sorry!" Leia said looking miserable. "I wish I could tell her that but she doesn't even wanna be near me."

"Well, now that we know what's wrong, I can talk to Obi-Wan and we can talk to Iyla and help smooth things out. Iyla won't be avoiding you much longer, love. We'll get our terrible trio back again very soon," Padme said squeezing Leia's hand and giving her a smile.

Leia's mouth twitched in a half smile but her eyes still held guilt and sadness. "You probably wish Iyla was your real daughter now instead of me, huh? I know I can be a brat and I'm always in trouble and making you sad," Leia said, worrying her lip between her teeth.

Padme guided Leia on to her lap and pet her hair. "I will never wish that you weren't my daughter, Leia Skywalker. I love you with all my heart and I would never trade you for anything, no matter how mischievous you can be. I don't love Iyla more than you either. I love her different than you. Both of you are my precious little girls and just because I do things with her separately, it doesn't change the fact that I also love doing things with you."

"But why didn't I get to come with you guys?"

"Because Iyla needed a mommy, love. Iyla doesn't have a mommy to cuddle her or kiss her or take her shopping and do girl stuff with. She can't go to her mommy for help or advice when she needs it because her mommy isn't here anymore. Imagine not having me around at all. Would you miss me?" Padme asked.

"Yes, Mommy, so much! I never want you to leave, ever!" Leia exclaimed looking alarmed.

"I won't leave you, love bug, but I do want you to think and put yourself in Iyla's position. Her mommy had to go to the Force and she'll never see her again. Can you imagine what that must feel like?"

"No, I can't. I'd cry forever and prob'ly be sad all the time. And I'd want you back so bad."

"That's how Iyla feels, dear. So you see why I wanted to help make her feel special and happy? Iyla needs a mommy sometimes because hers is gone. Do you think you can share me with her to help her not be so sad?"

"Yes, Mommy! I want Iyla to be happy and to have a mommy because having a mommy is the best. And if you wanna go with her places and buy her nice things, I'll be ok. Because you still love me, but Iyla needs love too," Leia said looking up at Padme with a sad smile.

"That's right my tender-hearted little one. I knew you'd understand," Padme said as she kissed her forehead.

Their discussion was interrupted by a chime at the door.

"It's Obi-Wan," Anakin remarked, very familiar with his Master's presence and recognizing it before he even opened the door.

"Maybe they've changed their minds. Perhaps this is the start of your reconciliation, dear," Padme said to Leia.

Anakin opened the door and invited Obi-Wan inside. But it was just Obi-Wan. No Iyla.

Obi-Wan stood in the living room and looked around as if confused. "I'm sorry," he said. "I thought Iyla was here. I had to work late and told her I'd meet her here, but…"

"Iyla comm-ed and told us she wasn't feeling well and that you both were going to take dinner in your quarters," Padme said with furrowed eyebrows. "We thought you were in on the decision as well."

"Ah, no. I was not. And Iyla never mentioned not feeling well. You're sure she never came by? She wasn't in her room so I figured she was here," Obi-Wan replied.

"So she's not here and she's not in her room? Where is she then?" Anakin asked.

"That seems to be the question of the hour. Perhaps Luke and Leia know where she might be," Obi-Wan said turning to look at the two of them. He frowned and looked concerned when he saw their teary eyes as Luke had now started crying along with his sister at the news that Iyla was not where she was supposed to be. "What's wrong, little ones?" he asked.

"Luke and Leia were just telling us about an incident that happened a few weeks ago. We think it might explain Iyla's behavior lately," Padme answered.

"I see. Well, come over here, darlings, and let's talk about it," Obi-Wan said taking a seat on the couch and beckoning the two 8-year-olds to him.

Leia immediately ran to him and threw her arms around his neck muttering apologies over and over again while Luke merely sat quietly at his uncle's side and leaned against him heavily. Obi-Wan brought his arm up to hug Luke closer and used his free hand to rub Leia's back in an attempt to slow the harsh breathing. He shushed and comforted them tenderly, infusing their anxious emotions with peace and affection. Leia calmed significantly but still kept her face buried in Obi-Wan's chest as she continued to apologize.

"Hush now, sweetheart. Why are you sorry? What happened?" he asked.

Leia pulled back from his chest and fixed her miserable eyes on him, leaking her emotions and pain into the Force around her. He was hit with guilt, worry, and fear from the little one.

"'M s-sorry Uncle Obi! I was te-terrible and mean and I h-hurt Iyla so bad and she hates me now and she's n-never gonna forgive me and…and now she's gone and prob'ly never comin' back!" Leia hiccupped.

"You aren't terrible, Leia. I'm sure whatever happened can be fixed. But I can't start to help unless you tell me what happened. And we can't find Iyla until I understand why she's been so upset lately. Can you tell me about the incident, love?" Obi-Wan asked gently as he smoothed back Leia's brown hair.

"Yes, Uncle Obi. I…I was jealous cuz Iyla kept going and doing stuff with Mommy and I never got to go. I thought she was trying to steal her away and I got mad. I said…I said she was a Mommy stealer and she should get her own mommy and leave mine alone. And…and…it was awful and cruel but I told her…I said just cuz her mommy died doesn't mean she can have mine," Leia said ducking her head and curling into herself.

Obi-Wan let out a heavy breath and a deep sadness settled over his features. "Oh," he replied.

Leia put her hands over her face and whimpered at the feelings of grief swirling around her uncle knowing she'd caused him pain too and unable to bear looking him in the eyes.

"I'm s-s-sorry," she whispered brokenly.

Immediately the sadness in his Force signature disappeared and comfort replaced it instead. He pulled Leia forward and brought a kiss to her head. Leia let herself be consoled and hugged even as she wrestled with her guilt.

"Iyla misses her Mama terribly and it's a hurt that will always exist inside her. Sometimes the hurt is deeper than other times and words sting more in those moments. Iyla's been hurting for your Auntie Satine for a few months now and her wounds are more tender than usual. You words were unkind and spoken from anger and jealousy, but you cannot be held responsible for all of Iyla's pain. Jealousy is natural among close friends and family. And although Jedi are taught not to act on it, the truth is, Leia, we are all human and we all make mistakes. I forgive you and I know Iyla will as well," Obi-Wan said. "And you will eventually forgive yourself too, my little one. Love and family are powerful forces. You'll see."

Leia took her hands from her face and looked deeply in his eyes. Obi-Wan gave her a smile and cupped her face gently. She rushed forward and kissed his cheek then squeezed him tightly around his chest, losing herself in his calm and comforting presence.

"I think I know where Iyla might be, Uncle Obi," Luke spoke up also basking in the light of his Uncle's presence.

"Where, Lukey?" Obi-Wan asked, rubbing his hand over the sandy colored hair.

"When Iyla doesn't wanna be found, she sits at the top of the East Fountain in the Room of a Thousand Fountains. She said it's quiet and no one goes there so she likes it. Maybe you can check there for her," Luke suggested.

"Thank you, little one. I will check there first."

"Mind if I join you?" Padme asked. "I feel like there are some things I need to clear up with Iyla."

"I think that's a good idea," Obi-Wan nodded. He stood up and gently shifted Luke from under his arm and Leia from off his lap. Anakin stepped in and pulled the twins away while Padme and Obi-Wan left to go find Iyla.


Luke was right. They found Iyla at the top of the East Fountain with her knees pulled to her chest, face turned to the sky, and eyes closed. Obi-Wan waited at the base of the fountain as Padme climbed the steps knowing that Padme was the best one to tackle this situation for now.

"You found me," Iyla commented as Padme came up the last step.

"Luke knows your hiding places," Padme remarked.

"Blast," Iyla said imitating her father.

Padme chuckled and lowered herself down on the soft grass next to the 12-year-old. "Leia told me what she said to you," she spoke up.

Iyla opened her eyes and turned her face to look at Padme but didn't uncurl her legs or relax her posture. "Oh," she said.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that and I'm sorry it's been causing you so much pain for the past few weeks."

"I'm ok," Iyla insisted.

"No you're not, sweetheart. And that's alright. There's nothing wrong with being upset."

"But I shouldn't be."

"Why not?" Padme asked.

"Because I have no right to be upset about not having a Mama when I still have a Papa. All of my friends in the crèche don't even have that. Why should I be sad when I'm so much luckier than them? It's not right and I need to get over it and stop sulking," Iyla replied with a scowl.

"Did someone tell you that, dear?"

"No. I told me that. What Leia said was true. You're not my Mama and you never will be and I was silly to think you were. I'm 12 now and I can't keep letting childish fantasies and daydreams take over. Mama is gone and she's never coming back and no amount of shopping trips, lunch dates, or nice hugs and kisses from you is going to change it. The sooner I accept it, the better off I'll be."

"Oh, Iyla," Padme said sadly. "There is nothing wrong with wanting a mother. No matter how old you are or how Jedi-like you force yourself to be, you are always going to miss her and long for her but that's ok, darling. There is no shame in it."

Iyla's chest spasmed briefly and Padme saw her eyes start to grow wet. "But I have a Papa. And that's more than anyone else can say. That should be enough."

"Your desires are not made void because of another person's circumstances, Iyla. It is not wrong to be sad about Satine. And it doesn't mean you don't love your Papa. You are allowed to be upset and to want to fill that hole in your chest another way. I was honored to be chosen to help you mend your hurt and I never once cared that you aren't my daughter. You're as good as. Blood doesn't matter. Hearts do."

Iyla's tears spilled over and she was biting her trembling lip, clearly trying to keep herself under control. "I…I thought I should give you space. To spend time with your real daughter instead of me. I appreciated everything you did and were doing and I really wanted it to continue, but it would have been a lie. I had to stop pretending and stop forcing you to pretend too."

"Who says I was pretending, love? I enjoyed every minute, Iyla, and it never crossed my mind that you aren't really my child. Because, to me, you are. You will always be Satine's daughter and she will always be your mother. I never want to take her place. But I don't want you to be left without a mother in your life. Even a 'pretend' one. I have loved you since the first day I met you and I promised to always give you the love and support that Satine never got the chance to give you. It's my own way of honoring her memory. By looking after her precious little light," Padme said wiping Iyla's tears.

"It felt so good, Auntie Padme. Having a mother. Even for a few days. I finally got to feel what Leia feels and I have been wanting it for so long. But I didn't want to upset Mama or make Papa feel bad and then Leia got mad and…and I knew that my feelings didn't matter anymore if other people were hurt by it," Iyla replied. She shifted her weight against Padme's side and leaned her head on the woman's shoulder.

Padme softly stroked Iyla's hair and pulled her closer. "Your feelings always matter, Iyla. It's one thing to put others before yourself but it's another to sacrifice your health and happiness to please someone else. Satine wouldn't be upset, Obi-Wan isn't sad, and Leia is no longer angry. You are just as important as them and you matter too, darling."

"I…I feel like I'm going to need a Mama a lot from now on. Can…would you…maybe we can keep doing what we were doing before? Not as much and not as often but…when I…when I need someone will you…do you mind if…?"

"I will always be here for you when you need a mother's touch, my love. Always. Come to me any time and I'll sit with you and talk with you. I'll never turn you away. Because I love you so much, Iyla Kenobi," Padme said as she pulled her tight to her chest and gave her head a big kiss.

"Forever and ever?" Iyla whispered.

"Forever and ever," Padme replied.

After a few more minutes of wiping tears, giving hugs, and trading affectionate words, Padme and Iyla started down the steps to meet Obi-Wan at the bottom. Iyla wouldn't look her Papa in the eyes and hugged her chest shyly, embarrassed that she'd run away and hid like a youngling. Obi-Wan reached out and brought her eyes up to his, giving her a tender smile and filling the Force around her with love and affection. He brought his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close as he led her out of the garden.

They returned to the Skywalker quarters even though Iyla didn't feel like sticking around. But Obi-Wan wanted to reassure Anakin and the twins that Iyla was found and she was safe. Leia came running as soon as they entered the room and latched on to Iyla tightly. Luke was close behind and soon smothering her with hugs as well. Iyla laughed despite still feeling wary around them and smiled fondly as they talked over each other and rambled out apologies and gratitude that she was alright. Iyla listened as Leia poured out her guilt, pain, and regret at her words and promised to never be jealous or selfish with her mother ever again.

"I don't know what I'd do without Mommy and I never want you to feel like that ever again," she said and offered Padme up to her whenever she needed her.

Iyla hugged Leia to her and held on for a while, the two of them calming each other and infusing the other with light and love. Luke joined in also and the terrible trio was once again united as one.

Later that evening in the Kenobi quarters, Obi-Wan was surprised when a sleepy night-clothed preteen snuck her way under his arm as he was reading on the couch. He moved over to make room for her as she snuggled against his side and laid her head on his shoulder, her wispy hair tickling his neck. Initiated hugs and cuddles were very rare these days and Obi-Wan couldn't help but light up in that moment. Iyla playfully nuzzled his beard and pressed a light kiss to his cheek before making herself comfortable against his side and wrapping an arm around his chest.

"What's this for?" he asked with a smile.

"Nothing. I just love you," she replied with a grin.

"I love you too, my little light."

"What're you reading?" she asked with a slight yawn.

"A peace treaty that the Senate sent over for us to look at. We need to come up with a plan and send a team to take care of it," he explained.

"Well, I did receive highest marks in my Early Intergalactic Diplomacy class," Iyla said proudly. "Maybe I can take a whack at it."

"Of course. I bow to your infinite wisdom, my darling," he teased.

Iyla stuck her tongue out and grabbed the datapad to scroll through the treaty, still snuggled up to him and leaning on his shoulder. As they both discussed the treaty, gave their opinions, and playfully bantered, Obi-Wan thought that there was nowhere else in the galaxy that he'd rather be in that moment. And when Iyla eventually fell asleep on his chest and he pulled her limp form closer and wrapped his arms around her, he took comfort in the fact that she'd always be his little girl and his most precious gift. Iyla might always long for a Mama, but she'd never be without her Papa's love. That was something no one could steal from her.


Thanks for reading, reviewing, following, and favoriting as always. Sorry again for the late update but thanks for still sticking around and being such great readers! You guys rock! Oh, also, I changed the title of this story to One-shots instead of drabbles because these are definitely turning out to be wayyy longer than drabbles are supposed to, lol. Guess I'm a bit long-winded *shrugs*