((A/N: I'm trying to not be so snappy with the end of my fics. It seems that I'm doing that right now. And I'm sorry if I don't get the locations of certain planets right, I really don't know the details of Star Wars, but I need to watch the movie again or read the book. Grrr… Landon, hurry up! You promised to give it to me soon! That is, if you're reading this

Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapters, and I think I'll mention them now with comments if needed:

Myotismon13,

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TriGemini: Answering a few of your questions. Carmana is going to have a role. Padme is having the babies so early b/c of stress from having to appear before the coucil. Stress sometimes induces labor, and plus people with twins have them early anyways. Confronting Palpatine later, there's a little plot I'm forming in my head.

PhantomMenace, Ataris

Tim K'nispel: Thank you for the review! Your tips have really helped me a lot. Yes, I was partially saying Mustafar a bunch for your benefit :P lol. No harm meant. And yes, I have seen RotS once, the ending twice, but that was three weeks ago and my memory is very short term. I want to go see it tomorrow, but my Dad's pissed at me for keeping on begging him to go, and I don't have a ride to the movies. And I will read your ficcy Anything else I need to know, I'll make sure to ask ya!

Anakin-Padme: Wal-Mart's putting it on sale soon (even though I really hate Wal-Mart lol). And I'm flattered, thanks

Looby Lou: Thankies, and yeah, I felt like crying but my unsensitive friend beside me ruined it… And if you don't mind, can you tell me the sight with the script? It'll be much appreciated.

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Disclaimer: I do not think my brain is capable of coming up with all this…

Chapter 5:

Anakin stared at Padme, the idea of what she just said no fully registering. He grasped her shoulders, staring her straight in the eye.

"Are you sure?" he asked intensely.

She gave him an exasperated look. "I think I would know, Ani."

Anakin overlooked her sarcasm.

"I'll go tell Obi-Wan," he said, standing up. Panic filled his voice.

"But what about-" began Padme, but Anakin left. She shook her head.

"Men," she mumbled, "By the way he acts you'd think he's having the baby."

Anakin slid in front of the controls again, putting a headpiece around his head so he wouldn't need to bend over to be heard audibly. "Obi-Wan," he said into the mouthpiece, "Padme's in labor."

"Oh great," came the reply, "are you sure?" His tone was a bit more worried now.

"Asked her the same question and she's sure," said Anakin, taking over the controls again.

"The situation on Mustafar can wait," Obi-Wan said, "Right now, get Padme to a hospital where she can have the baby without any danger. What planet system is near enough that would be safe?"

"I think Alderaan," said Anakin, glancing at the digital map once more, "That should be safe enough with Bail Organa there and all.

"Palpatine will remain on Mustafar for at least three days to oversee whatever their doing," informed Obi-Wan, "Yoda and I will meet you there."

Anakin signed off and flew on, stressed. Another small, barely audible moan came from the back again. He immediately switched it to autopilot again and traveled to the back to where Padme was. She was still kneeling beside the bed. He walked over to her, putting his arms around her. He gently scooped her up in his arms, taking her up front with him. Not protesting like normal, she squirmed in pain in his arms. He leaned back the chair and sat her in it. She smiled gratefully as she sat next to him.

"Where're we going?" she asked.

"Alderaan," said Anakin.

Padme nodded, gaze kept straight ahead. Anakin could see she was worried.

"Ani," she said, "I'm having it too early. It's only been about a week past eight months."

"Maybe it's ready," reassured Anakin.

Padme was about to say something, but a sharp intake of breath cut off her words. She shut her eyes tight, feebly reaching out her hand for something. Anakin reached out in return. She grasped his mechanical hand tightly, squirming somewhat. Finally the contraction ended and she relaxed once more panting. Inwardly, Anakin was full of fear. The dream kept on repeating in his mind; her calling out for him and he was not there. Her dying… With a sickly realization, he knew that he would find out if it were just a dream today. Well, tonight really.

The ride seemed to take forever. The contractions would come periodically- and with each one Anakin could see Padme was becoming tired. She had not had a good night's sleep in a week; that was not good energy wise. Each time she would look to him for comfort, clamping down hard on his hand. With amusement he realized that even if he did have feeling in the hand, it would be numb by now because she held onto it so hard. Finally, the peaceful looking planet of Alderaan loomed ahead of them. Both let out a collective sigh of relief.

The craft moved into the atmosphere, cruising over. The residence of Senator Organa loomed ahead. He landed the aircraft, and three droids went out to meet the craft.

"Stay here," Anakin said to Padme. He knew it sounded stupid, for she could not really go anywhere. He strapped his lightsaber to his belt for a precautionary measure, then went outside. With a twist of his stomach, he realized they were Republic guard droids.

"Identification, please," said one in a monotone voice.

Great, what's a name he could come up with in a short time? He remembered the name Padme and him had chosen for the boy, but what of a last name?

"Luke…Starkiller," he stuttered, amazed at the weirdness of the last name. The droid did not sense a lie, but even though it was not his name, it did not work.

"This does not compute," it droned out, "You cannot be let inside by orders of the Supreme chancellor."

Oh great, thought Anakin as the other two lifted their rays as a precaution. He turned around, acting like he was going back to the ship, but in one move whipped around, igniting his lightsaber and striking two at the same time with it. He turned and faced the third one, who was calling in a built in mike: "Reinforce-" Anakin cut him off with the hum of his lightsaber as he sliced it across the droid's body. He ran towards the ship, seeing the doors slide open as other droids came out. He closed the door just in time as laser bolts bounced around.

Anakin ran to the cockpit, where Padme was still in the chair.

"We can't stay here," he told her.

She did not look at him, but started as another pain took her over. She arched her back, crying out, looking in even more pain than before. As it stopped she looked at Anakin, panic in her eyes.

"Please, we need to get somewhere," she pleaded, panting. "My water broke, the baby isn't going to wait."

Anakin's heart began to race as he tried to think of a solution, but none came. He lifted off before any more droids could pelt the spacecraft with bolts. He pulled the microphone and headphones back over his head.

"Obi-wan," he yelled, "Come in!"

"Anakin, do not go to his place of residence," came the immediate reply.

"You could've told me that sooner," said Anakin, "Found that out the hard way."

"Is Padme alright?" asked Obi-Wan.

Anakin glanced over at her. She was gripping both the arms of the chair, face pale and teeth biting her lip.

"Yes, but I don't think we can wait much longer," he said.

"We are wasting precious time," said Obi-Wan, "Go to the nearby asteroid sanctuary of Polis Massa. There is a medical facility there and we will be safe from any Republic harm."

The coordinates highlighted on the panel. Anakin steered the ship back out of the atmosphere of Alderaan, making for the coordinates. An asteroid belt loomed ahead, though not many big slabs of rock moved about. Finally, a small facility loomed ahead and he landed. He relaxed, realizing how tense he was. He opened the door and saw the form of Obi-Wan rush forward, followed by the diminutive silhouette of Yoda. The small girl Anakin and Padme helped before was also there, closely following Obi-Wan. Organa was also there. Anakin tenderly picked up Padme. She stirred in his arms, letting out another moan. Anakin felt all the muscles in her body tense as another contraction gripped her. She turned her head to his chest, grasping the front of his robes.

"Shhh…" he cooed, "It'll be alright, my Angel."

Obi-Wan was on the ramp of the landing as Anakin came forth bearing Padme.

"Get her inside, quickly, " said Organa.

Anakin strode inside, following Bail through a hallway.

"Obi-Wan may have already told you this, but we have a medical facility here," informed Organa, "It is a sort of sanctuary-slash-rest stop for any who need assistance etc.…"

The doors slid open and a medical droid was hovering around, sterilizing a table. She glanced up as they came in.

"Lower her on the table please," she commanded. Tenderly, Anakin placed her there. As soon as he let go, the droid started pushing him away. He resisted, trying to get to Padme as she let forth another groan of pain.

"Ani," she called out weakly.

"You must leave while I examine her sir," said the droid, unmoving. Bail came to his side.

"Better do as she says," he warned, "you really don't want to go against her programming."

Reluctantly, Anakin left the room. As soon as the doors closed behind him, he began to do what many expectant fathers do: Pace. For what seemed like hours when it was really minutes, he took the same route back and forth in front of the door. After about three minutes, Obi-Wan placed a hand on his shoulder.

"What?" Anakin snapped.

"Relax," said Obi-Wan, "You're making me stressed and tired just looking at you."

Anakin cracked a small smile, but continued on his same path. The dream was taking over his mind. He could not stop thinking about it. So far, all the visions he had had came true. Would this one be any different? He wanted to be at her side.

Anakin whipped around as he heard the doors slide open. The droid came out to meet him.

"You may come in now," she said.

Anakin rushed passed her and to Padme's bed, where she was laying on her side, eyes closed, but not in sleep. A privacy dome covered her from the waist down. He came to her side. She opened her eyes and smiled.

"I convinced her to let you in," she said.

The droid came to them. "I have some surprising news," she announced, "She is carrying twins."

Anakin was speechless, but Padme took over, "That's wonderful."

"By the way things are progressing," she continued, "We will have two healthy babies in about twenty minutes. I will be back shortly."

As she exited the room, Anakin called behind her, "Don't tell the others about the twins," he said with a crafty smile, "We want it to be a surprise."

"Very well," she responded and shut the door behind her.

"How do you think we-" she began, but was cut off as another pain hit her, this time worse than before. She half sat up, hunching over in pain. Distraught over what to do, Anakin sat behind her, taking her in his arms and saying encouraging things to her. She writhed around, turning her face to Anakin's chest, muffling her yell. She grasped his left hand, almost squeezing the life out of it. Anakin winced, but said nothing, knowing that that pain was extremely minor compared to what she was going through. Finally, it passed and she relaxed once more. They sat there in silence for about a minute, until she tensed again, grasping his hand once more.

"Ani," she said breathlessly, "Get someone quick."

"What is it?" he asked, standing up, but not releasing her hand- well, he couldn't release her hand.

"The baby's coming," she said, arching her back and letting out a cry.

"Okay," he said hurriedly, going towards the door. He did not get very far, though, as Padme still had a hold upon his hand.

"Padme," he said, trying to pry her fingers free, "You need to let me go so I can go get the medic."

She quickly let him go, but gripped the side of the table in agony. Grimacing, he looked at his purple hand. He had no idea she was that strong. Anakin rushed to the door, wrenching it open.

"We need the medic droid, now!" he yelled into the hallway. Yoda and Obi-Wan glanced up, startled. The medic droid hovered forward, bringing towels/

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Anakin repeated what Padme had said and they came in. He came to her side, trying to reach forward with his mechanical hand, but she already had a firm hold upon his real one. The droid examined her, then glanced up. She motioned for Anakin to prop Padme's leg. He propped her knee up with his mechanical hand, wincing as she laid an even tighter hold upon his real one, cracking all his knuckles. He glanced down towards her waist, but immediately wished he hadn't done so. At the sight he began to teeter forward precariously.

"Anakin, I swear if you pass out I'm gonna kill you!" threatened Padme in a new, wrathful tone. "You got me in this position!"

Anakin Skywalker, the unofficial hero of the entire galaxy, slumped down in a faint.