Here is the second chapter I promised. If you didn't read ch. 10, go back and do that first. I hope everyone had a good holiday season and that you all enjoy this chapter. I will probably be updating again before the end of the week!

Chapter 11

It was late that afternoon by the time the girls finished up at the dress shop. As Jaina and Tahiri walked back towards the Skywalker quarters in the palace, Tahiri became noticeably nervous. By the time they had reached the front door, she was visibly shaking. As the two girls walked in, they noticed that both of the Solos happened to conveniently also be in the apartment. Jaina began to reach out to Tahiri in the Force to give her encouragement.

Tahiri walked to the front of the room and stood before the Solo and Skywalker families. They could tell from the look on her face that she had something to tell them and that it probably wasn't good news. "I have something I need to say to all of you. I know you all are going to be very disappointed in me and probably will no longer want to have anything to do with me, but I think you deserve to know. I'm…I'm pregnant."

There was a short period of silence after Tahiri said those words. Glancing around the room, all she saw were faces of shock. She turned back to look at Jaina who was still there with a look of support on her face. Noticing Tahiri look at her, Jaina gave her a quick nod to go on.

"I'm sorry I made a mistake-"

Suddenly Han stood up, "Whose baby is it? Is it Anakin's?"

"Yes, I'm sorry-" she tried again but was once more interrupted.

"I bet you're sorry. We trusted you kids to go off alone and do what you needed to do to get rid of the voxyn, not to go off and get it on because you had no adults around to stop you. I can't believe you! What if that is why Anakin died? Because you had gotten him so distracted from the mission by throwing yourself at him every night?"

"No, I don't know what happened," Tahiri cried out.

"Oh, well I know what happened. You had sex with him and now he's dead. It's all your fault!"

"Han, sit down!" yelled Leia, grabbing on to his arm.

"It's all my fault," cried Tahiri as she ran from the room into her sleeping chamber. Once inside, she searched for the knife she had hidden under the bed and raised it to slit her wrists. She couldn't live knowing that she had killed Anakin.

"Tahiri, no!" yelled Luke as he came running into her room. Seeing the knife, he threw himself on her, knocking it safely out of her hands. "You have to stop doing this! Anakin dying was not your fault, even if you did sleep with him. Han is just upset; he didn't mean those things he said."

"Luke's right Tahiri," came from Mara who was now standing in the doorway. "None of this is your fault. So you made a mistake, we all do. That doesn't mean Anakin died because of you." She began to walk towards her husband and the young girl. "And about you being pregnant, we would never throw you out on the streets. We love you Tahiri, and we loved Anakin. This baby growing inside of you is a beautiful combination of the two you, and we would want nothing more than to help both you and the baby. Everything is going to be all right, but you need to stop hurting yourself. By doing that, you are both harming and dishonoring Anakin's memory and his legacy."

"I know, I just… can't stop."

"We'll help you; with everything. Ok?"

"Ok, but there's one more thing."

"What sweetheart?" asked Luke.

"I don't think I want to keep the baby."

Soon after the terrible incident in the Skywalker apartment, Jaina had to leave to meet Tenel Ka and Isolder for a pre-wedding dinner. She was not looking forward to the event, especially not after seeing the way her father reacted to the news of Tahiri being pregnant.

As Jaina walked into the formal banquet hall, she noticed that her two dinner guests were already waiting for her. Motioning her towards the table, Isolder greated her with a quick kiss on the hand and pulled out her chair for her to sit in. "I'm very glad that you could join us tonight, Jaina," he spoke softly to her. There was something about the way he spoke to her that reminded her a lot of the way in which her father and she acted towards each other.

"I'm looking forward to this evening," she lied, trying to make herself get used to the idea that in just a few days this man would be her husband.

The night was long and boring as far as Jaina was concerned. The more time she spent with Isolder, the less she could see herself marrying him. Yes, he was handsome, kind, polite, and rich, but she couldn't get past the fact that she did not love him. Plus, she had a deep down nagging thought about the fact that if she married this man, her first intimate experience would be with a man who was old enough to be her father. Like other teenage girls, she had always imagined her first time having sex would be sweet and romantic, with whomever she was crushing on at that point. Lately the fantasies had been leaning towards Jagged Fel, but he obviously wasn't interested in her, especially not now that she was engaged.

As the evening ended, Isolder escorted Jaina back to her room. Stopping in front of the door he said his goodbyes, but he was unsure of how he should leave her. He didn't want to kiss the young girl, that would be to forward and awkward, so he decided to simply take her hand and give it a good, firm shake. "Good night, Jaina Solo."

Have a good week!