Six hours later, in a hospital room in east Coruscant, the newest member of the Tico family entered the world with a lusty cry. Rey watched as the tiny baby girl was cleaned off and handed to her mother.

"She's beautiful, Rose," she said wearily. It had been a long, tense night, but not for the reason her friends assumed.

"Thank you." Her friend smiled down at the tiny bundle with all the glowing pride of a new mother.

Finn kissed his wife tenderly. "You did amazing, honey." Tears glistened in his eyes as he took his new daughter carefully in his arms. "Hey there, sweet Daisy. Your mama and I have been waiting a long time to meet you."

"Daisy?" Rey looked at them both questioningly.

Rose nodded with a fond glance toward her daughter. "Her name's Daisy Rey."

She blinked. "You're naming her after me?"

"Why do you look so surprised?" Finn chuckled. "You're the savior of the galaxy, and one of our dearest friends. It wasn't a hard decision."

"We only hope she'll grow up to be as brave and strong as you are," Rose added with a gentle smile.

"Here." Finn passed the infant into her arms. "You should be the next to hold her. You are her godmother, after all."

"Her…godmother?" she choked out.

"Yes. You'll do it, won't you? We've already discussed it and we don't trust anyone beside you to do it."

"O-Of course." She felt like the walls were closing in around her. "I…I'll go tell Ben and the kids the good news. I'll be right back."

She handed the infant back to Finn then raced blindly out of the room and straight into a man's broad chest. "Whoa there." Familiar hands reached out to steady her.

"Ben," she breathed. "The baby…the baby's here."

"That's wonderful news." Then, noting the distress on her face, "Is everything alright?"

She started to nod but stopped herself. "They made me her godmother," she answered miserably. "They said I was the only one they trusted enough to do it, and they don't even know—" She froze and clutched his arm in a panic. "The kids, Ben!"

"They're fine, love. They're fast asleep in the waiting room."

"You can't leave them alone! It's not safe!" She started to turn away, but Ben caught her arm.

"They're not alone. I left them with Chewie and C-3PO. They just came from the ball and offered to watch them for a bit so I could check on you."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her gently yet firmly in place. "You need to

calm down, love. You're worrying me."

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm just so scared."

"Remember what I said. Whatever happens, we'll handle it together—just like we always have."

She nodded, allowing herself to melt into his embrace. "Ok."

They walked together to the delivery suite, but no sooner had they closed the door behind them than it was abruptly opened again.

"Sorry we're late!" Poe panted. His once finely pressed dinner suit was wrinkled, and his bowtie was hanging at a rakish angle. He stopped in front of Rose's bed and bent over to get a closer look at the sleeping newborn. "So, this is what all the fuss was about, eh?"

"Meet Daisy Rey Tico," Finn said proudly.

"She's so tiny," Zorii said in an awed whisper. She stood beside Poe, looking stunning in a maroon sheath gown and mink scarf.

"The ball," Rey stammered out at last. "Did…did it go well?"

Poe turned to her, flashing a grin. "Besides having to explain why the seats for our two guests of honor were empty, it couldn't have gone better."

"I'm sorry." Rose looked at her apologetically. "You and Ben came all this way and you missed it because of me."

She shook her head, resting her hand on top of her friend's. "Getting to be here for this was way better than any ball," she said sincerely.

The next several minutes were spent circulating hugs and congratulations and fawning over the newborn. Zorii got a chance to hold her, and from her starstruck expression, Rey guessed that Poe was soon going to be a father whether he felt ready for it or not.

They continued to chat easily until a nurse peeked in, informing them that visiting hours were over. Leaving with a promise to return early tomorrow, she and Ben went to collect their children.

Her heart warmed at the sight of them laying across the waiting room chairs, limbs splayed wildly and cheeks rosy in sleep. Her children were safe, and the ball had concluded without any problems. Maybe her fears really had been unfounded. Maybe, just maybe, everything would be alright, after all.

Author's Note: The final part will be up tomorrow! A huge thanks to everyone who's read this far, and as always, please take a second to review to let me know what you think!