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Do you guys have any idea how hard it is to update after seeing the movie just now? It's really hard! The movie rocked, and it might change my story a bit…I'm also reading the novel, so here goes nothing.

Chapter 5

Fate of Her Children

Luke stood up and faced Sola.

"How do you know that? You didn't even know we existed!"

Sola stood as well. "He killed her. They told us what happened to her. "

"Who's they?"

Jobal stood quickly. "We'll get nowhere arguing like this. Sit, both of you."

When the two had sat, Ruwee spoke up first. "Senator Organa and his aides came by during the funeral. They told us that he'd…choked her and they couldn't save her. Nor could they save the rest of the Jedi." Sola's eyes were streaming now.

Leia had sat up when Ruwee had said Senator Organa. Her mouth flew open.

"You…you said Senator Organa? You mean, Bail Organa?" Han's hand tightened on hers. She felt it and thanked him silently for it.

"Yes," Jobal began, "do you know him?"

"He was…my father. I mean, adopted. I grew up with him on Alderaan."

Luke watched the color drain from the Naberrie's faces. Jobal leaned back in her seat, as if defeated. Ruwee's face had gone slack, and Sola…looked like she'd burst out of her seat.

"I can't believe all this…this…" She did burst out of her seat and began pacing the room. She swept past the blue couches and walked behind them. "I thought Bail was a friend of ours. But he went on making us think that you were dead!" She stopped.

Sola looked into the faces of her niece and nephew. Sure, she'd noticed the similarities before, but now. Now that she knew, she studied them all the more. Luke had light brown hair that was a bit long in the back, he looked older than his years. Sola calculated his age, and knew he'd seen and done things most men his age would have not. Although he had scars, none of them detracted from his resemblance to Padme…or Anakin for that matter.

Then as she surveyed Leia, she saw the best likeness of her sister. The long brown hair, that refused to be tamed and twirled into curls. She had the same serious and sad expression. Although she seemed a bit taller than Padme was, a trait no doubt inherited from her father, and her body type a bit fuller, she knew. She knew they'd been lied to. She knew things from now on would change.

"I can't believe you're alive. Padme always wanted children…I wonder if she even got to see you."

Sola looked back at the little R2 unit.

R2 made a sad little beep.

"R2," Luke began, "is there anything else you have that might help." Luke was reeling from the news of his father. He wanted ultimate proof.

R2 made a mechanical grunt, then the little hologram began working again. Sola rushed back to the couch, and made a small smile for Leia. Leia flinched and inched closer to Han. Sola noticed but fixed her eyes on the hologram anyway.

The scene was in a medical facility. A little robot was speaking. In the back, they could see Padme's body laid out on a table. Little druids moved around her, and they caught glimpses of her extended stomach.

"Physically, she's fine. But for reasons we cannot explain, she is dying. She has lost the will to live. We must hurry if we're to save the babies." The robot hovered in mid-air for a moment before moving on.

R2 had captured the whole scene.

Jobal broke down once more, but couldn't tear her eyes away.

Obi-Wan walked into the observation room. Through the glass R2 watched and recorded, and the family now looked on as well.

From the view, they could see her head thrashing around. A little partition was set up past her waist. A medical droid sat at her other end and awaited the birth.

"Save you're strength, Padme."

"I can't." Her face contorted and she screamed.

The medical droid murmured something and Obi-Wan smiled. "A boy."

Padme tried to smile back, then stroked the child's cheek. "Luke."

Her face moved again, and she cried out. The medical droid murmured again, then her screams increased. The second child screamed with her.

"A girl," Obi-Wan tried to hold the both of them.

"Leia." Padme's eyes filled with tears. She looked at the children for another moment then locked eyes with obi-Wan. She pulled at something on her neck then tried to hand it to him.

"Anakin…I'm so sorry…please…I love you."

"Hold on, Padme."

"Obi-Wan…there is still…good in him. I know…there is still…" Her face relaxed then her head fell back against the medical table. Obi-Wan bowed his head over Luke and sighed.

The blue hologram faded.

A silence permeated the whole room. The blue comfort of the couches now reflected a sadness. The Naberrie's tears splashed on the pillows around them, in their hands, and on their faces.

Leia felt her own tears fall as she remembered the prone body of her mother. Han's hand came out and wiped away a couple. Luke ,however, sat still moving his mechanical arm, back and forth. His hands clenched in front of him.
His father…his father had done this. The one he'd looked up to on Tatooine, feared, then loved as he died in his arms.

"Well," Ruwee cleared his throat, "I believe that we have something to show you." He stood and motioned to his wife.

"Jobal, let's show them her room"