"My lord - transmission from the Jedi Council. They request your presence."

"Let them know my schedule is busy, they will send Skywalker instead. I will not indulge the council's arrogance."

"At once, my lord."

He was happier than usual. Yesterday he managed to ensure that not only will Padme bear two children for Anakin, but Ahsoka will also give him another two if needed. Everything is going according to plan. Minutes later, Anakin walks in and greets his supreme chancellor Palpatine.

"Anakin, my friend. Before you state the council's business, there have been whispers around us. You and your padawan.."

Anakin's heart dropped. Does Palpatine know? No - do the Jedi know?

"Rest easy, Anakin. I can feel that you're nervous… Perhaps you have something to hide about your padawan?" He held his composure while the Chancellor continued to try to make him slip up.

"Not at all, Chancellor. It's business as usual, every day." Palpatine grinned. He was glad Anakin could put up a strong facade when necessary. "As for the council's business, we need authorization to release a new series of Starfighters into our fleet."

"It will be done, friends."

FIVE DAYS EARLIER

"And this will mean that whoever gives birth first, the other one's children die, correct?"

"Indeed, apprentice. No matter if one of them gets discovered by the council, Skywalker's offspring will form a new generation of dark side enforcers. We will hold the galaxy with an iron fist."

He went through the Jedi's hallways covertly. He was one with the shadows, even in plain sight he would not be seen. *Ahsoka Tano*, one of the signs read, he finally found it, with two minutes to go before the next clone patrol arrives. He places the charm on top of Ahsoka's room's door, towards the inside, not the hallway. This will ensure that as long as this charm, combined with the other charm this menace already placed on top of Anakin's door, remains in place, Anakin and Ahsoka will feel a deep attraction towards each other that only the removal of these charms will repulse.

"It is done, my lord."

"You have done well. Once again you have proven yourself dependable… Darth Maul."

"Yes master… Faster… faster… I'm cumming…" Anakin's favorite words were filling up their ship. So many missions, so many times of them fucking relentlessly, and each of them challenging each other into who could please the other more. They were in high heavens. Meanwhile, two children continue to grow within Ahsoka…

A couple months go by with Anakin nearly depleting of semen daily with how many times he uses his dick on both Ahsoka and Padme. Ahsoka by day, Padme by night. He was absolutely spent, and so were Ahsoka and Padme thanks to his skill and size combination. And while Padme hid her pregnancy well thanks to some wardrobe tricks, Ahsoka was in trouble. When her baby bump started becoming visible, she and Anakin were in full panic mode. "Ahsoka… I think our only choice here is for you to disappear." She was shocked when she heard this but she knew… The next generation of Skywalkers can not be had in front of everyone's eyes. A Jedi Padawan, who happens to be pregnant? Not a good look for anyone involved.

He parks his vehicle near the Jedi temple. Anakin still looked the same as he usually does when he comes back from missions; dirty, clothes ripped, lightsaber sooted up, and stinking to hell. "Skywalker… Your padawan, I do not see. Where is Ahsoka?" Inquired Master Yoda. Anakin did not reply… Only looked down, looking defeated. "Troubling, this is. Not everyday do we lose a padawan. A rest you must take, Skywalker. Go, talk later - we will."

"Ahsoka… I will see you again."

Her room was empty. Huh, that was weird. By this time of the evening Padme is always in her room, waiting for Anakin to come back, the latter fearing the worst. "I already lost Ahsoka… I can't lose you too."

"Master! Senator Amidala requests your presence!" said Threepio. The golden droid's facial features were ever the same, what with being a droid, but his voice always spoke volumes; Anakin knew Padme was in danger. He followed hurriedly behind his trusty droid and made it into a hospital room, where a medical droid was tending to Padme. She was in pain… But more importantly, she was crying. As he walked closer, he could sense her pain - with every step the world around him was proceeding in slow motion… "Anakin… I miscarried."