Part Four: Here We Go Again

"I heard the Senate is having a three week leave."

Satine glanced up from her screen, smiling while her partner of over two decades strolled into her Coruscanti office. She giggled the baby on her lap - their youngest daughter Freya - perked up at his voice and clapped her pudgy hands in excitement, giving a small coo. "Indeed they are - everyone is tired of bickering, I believe."

"Well rebuilding from a bloody war does require a bit of work." Obi-Wan bent down to her level, titling her chin upwards just enough to press a kiss to her lips. He opened his mouth to say something more, than let out a chuckle when their young daughter reached forward and tugged at his beard with her pudgy fists. Carefully, he lifted her from Satine's legs and pressed a kiss to Freya's cheek. "Hey beautiful."

Freya giggled, squishing her hands onto his cheeks and giving him a loud kiss on the nose. "Da."

"Yeah?" Obi-Wan hoisted her onto his hip and pointed to Satine. "Who's that Freya?"

"Mama!" Freya announced, pointing a finger at Satine. She grinned at the exclamations she received, shoving her chubby hands over her face and squealing in delight.

"She's so much happier than Korkie was."

Satine snorted, abandoning her work and swiveling around in her chair when her partner strode to the window, their daughter still in his arms. She remembered when Korkie was a baby - an extremely Force Sensitive baby that desperately missed his father and was not easily consoled. Though she was guilty that their daughter's were able to experience a stable home, she would not trade the life she was now living for anything.

She watched Obi-Wan pick out colors on various speeders whizzing past the Senate building, smiling while Freya attempted to repeat them. Freya was a bit faster in her learning and her speaking than either of her siblings had been, and generally much chirpier.

Secretly, Satine suspected that it was because Obi-Wan was home every night long before dinner, puttering around the apartment and playing with their daughters. He reveled in being able to spend time with them, to be a father in all the ways he was deprived of the first time around.

"How's Jinn?"

Obi-Wan smiled at the mention of their little girl - Jinn just over four. He clasped Freya's waving fist, pressing a loud kiss to it and chuckling when she screeched and attempted to wiggle out of his arms. Gently, he put her on the floor, where she happily crawled over to Satine's legs and plucked down on the floor. "Jinn's taking a trip with her crechemates, remember? To the museum?"

"Oh I'm sure we'll hear all about it tonight," Satine drawled, taking the plush bantha that had been on her desk and handing it to her daughter. It had been a gift of Anakin's - he absolutely doted on their kids - and his own - which was absolutely fine by them.

"She won't stop talking, that's for sure."

"Jinn, good night."

"But I haven't told you about the fossils!" Jinn whined, giving a small pout. Her frizzy auburn hair poked out of her Ewok onesie while she crossed her arms, giving a glare.

Obi-Wan did his best not to laugh at the adorable expression - it would only make matters worse. He stroked his beard in what he hoped looked like deep contemplation, leaning back. "No? Was it the fossil of the jaguar?"

"You've been there?" Jinn asked in awe. She hadn't quite gotten the concept her parents were actual people, and Obi-Wan would try to hold onto that as long as he could.

"I have - many times. Maybe I can convince your brother to take you next time he comes to Coruscant."

Jinn noticeably perked up, her eyes flashing in excitement. They weren't able to see Korkie often - he was busy the Mandalore system, and had precious little time to travel to Coruscant. "When's Korkie coming?"

"You'll spoil the surprise dear one," Obi-Wan whispered dramatically, making his daughter giggle and nod in affirmation.

Jinn lay down in her bed, hugging her Tooka plush close. "I won't tell Mama!"

Obi-Wan did his best not to snort, and stood, gently covering her with blankets. "You do that," he pressed a kiss to her brow, "Goodnight - I'm glad you had fun today."

"I can't wait for Korkie to come," Jinn murmured sleepily.

Quietly, Obi-Wan flicked the lights off and strode out of the room. He did not walk far - just to the room beside the master bedroom. A gentle light was glowing inside, and he leaned against the door frame, watching the scene before him.

Satine was humming, gently rocking the cradle that held their youngest. She had a peaceful smile on her lips, one that appeared so rarely.

"I'm gonna miss this," she whispered, glancing over at him.

Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows. "We're only leaving Coruscant for a week Satine - just enough time for Korkie to spend time with his sisters and for us to have some alone time."

"I know I know." She stopped rocking the cradle slowly, a reminiscent smile still there. Without a word Obi-Wan waved his hand, turning the lights off. He held out his hand for her to take, letting the door shut gently behind them.

"What's wrong?" Obi-Wan whispered, large, callused hands settling on her hips. He nosed his way down her neck, pressing a kiss to just below her ear. "We haven't had a vacation since...when? Just before Jinn was born."

Satine swallowed a bit, feeling his teeth scrape gently against her throat.

"We have a grown son that's coming tomorrow to watch them - he always complains he doesn't see them enough." Obi-Wan pressed one last kiss to her throat before looking at her in the dim light of their Coruscanti apartment. "Think about it - you, me, alone on some resort. No paazi, no meetings -"

"That does sound nice," she whispered, eyes fluttering shut.

"You and me leaving the hotel room only to swim in the ocean - an entire week devoted to loving each other."

Satine cracked open her eyes, reaching upwards to trace his jaw. She smiled when he leaned into the touch. "Can I make a request?"

"Pops."

"Hmm?"

Korkie looked at his still-standing parents. He did not want to do the math - but it didn't take a genius to understand that two months ago, his parents had left for that vacation and now…

"For the love of the goddesses stop knocking Mom up."

"Korkie!" Satine exclaimed, but it was too late.

"What does knocking up mean?" Jinn asked, her small face cocking her head. She proceeded to scowl and swat Leia's hand away from her arm. "Don't hit me!"

"I was showing you what knocking means!" Leia exclaimed innocently.

"That's mean Leia!" Luke muttered, crossing his arms.

"Mom!" Jinn whined, the scowled when Freya - seated in her high chair - grinned and clapped her hands together in delight. "What?"

"'Inny!" Freya exclaimed, clapping her hands again.

"Pops come on - don't you know what protection -"

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, exchanging an amused look with his partner. "You always wanted siblings!"

Anakin - whom had been quietly watching the chaos unfold at the meal that really wasn't being eaten - leaned over to his wife. "So want more kids?"

Padmé glanced at him, horror in her eyes. "Twins enough for you?"

"Mmm hmm."

"Wanna get a cat?"

"Good plan."

Author's note: my God, I thought this fic was over. But then I got ideas and wrote something on Tumblr and now here we are. xD

I know several of you will be super excited about this - I'm glad. I liked this universe alot, and I'm glad I can write it again :D

Enjoy, and let me know what you think ;)

ii Digestive Reader ii