AN and Disclaimer: I forgot to put a disclaimer on chapter 1 – so here it is….I don't own Star Wars…GL does. Anywho….THANK YOU to everyone who has reviewed so far! I am by far in shock by the number of reviews. So here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter Four:

Anakin slowly tried to sit up but found that he was in a great deal of pain. He gently wrapped his arm around his stomach. Then he stopped. He looked down at the mechanical arm that he had and something didn't feel right. This wasn't the limb that he had made. This was a different one.

'What is going on here?' he thought to himself as he pushed past all the pain and sat up.

He closed his eyes tightly to help ease the pain by using the Force to push it all away. The sound of a door opening brought him out of the Force.

"Anakin!" a soft voice cried.

Anakin quickly looked up at who had just come into the room.

Padmé. She was there with him. And she was safe.

"Thank the Force you're awake finally!" she said immediately rushing to his side. He wearily forced a smile. He moved his hand to the side of her face and gently brushed her tears away.

"Where are we Padmé?"

"Polis Massa. We've been here about a day and you've been unconscious for almost two. Do you remember anything that happened?"

He sat there for a moment, replaying the most recent memories over in his head. He saw a lightsaber duel with Palpatine...no wait…Darth Sidious versus himself and Master Windu. Then Windu was thrown from a window and Anakin was about to attack Sidious, but he too was thrown from the window. That was how he ended up on the durasteel landing platform where Padmé found him.

"I remember bits and pieces. But nothing that I really want to recall every again."

Padmé smiled at him with sadness in her eyes. She wasn't telling him something.

"Padmé what is it?"

"Sidious and the clone troopers have killed most every Jedi out there…."

"What about Obi-Wan?" Anakin quickly asked.

"No he survived. He and Yoda are going back to Courscant to reverse the retreat message in the temple so that more Jedi don't walk into the trap."

"I've got to get back there and help them!" he said trying to get out of the bed.

"No! You are staying here! Obi-Wan said to stay here. Besides your injuries haven't healed yet. I'm not letting you go!"

Anakin sighed as he reluctantly sat back against the pillows. He didn't want to but for Padmé 's sake he would. "Has anything else happened that I should know about?" Anakin asked a bit upset.

"I told Obi-Wan that we're married and that its your children I'm carrying…"

Obi-Wan had never seen anything like it before, nor would he ever want to see anything like it again for a long time. There were bodies everywhere – younglings, Padawans, Masters and even clone troopers. It was a stab to the heart to see that the Sith had struck with such darkness against the Jedi Temple – a place of light and hope.

Yoda too felt the same way. But he wasn't going to show it. He knew that he had to face Sidious on his own. Obi-Wan wasn't strong enough.

Once they had recalibrated the Jedi retreat code, they were about to leave when Obi-Wan stopped. He had to see for himself that Palpatine was really Sidious. He rewound the security holo and watched in horror and anger at what happened in the temple. Yoda sighed in sadness. It was the start of a period of darkness for the entire galaxy.

"How are we going to be able to defeat him Master? He is too strong." Obi-Wan said switching off the holo.

"Face him you are not. Go to your former Padawan. Mend things with him. Face Palpatine I will."

"I can't let you do that Master!"

"Yes Obi-Wan. Now go. Be there soon with Senator Organa I will be."

"Yes Master." Obi-Wan said as the two Jedi made their way out of the Temple for the last time.

"You told him!" Anakin said trying not to yell at his wife.

"I had to Anakin! He's not mad! I promise you he isn't!" Padmé pleaded with her husband.

Still fueled by anger, Anakin just sat there. It hurt too much to move, so he couldn't get up and walk away. And he didn't want to yell at Padmé. It wasn't her fault that the galaxy was going to hell in a hand basket.

Then something Padmé had just said dawned on him. "Did you say that you told Obi-Wan you were carrying my children?" he gently asked.

She nodded yes. "I'm carrying twins, Anakin. A boy and a girl. I just found out right before I came in here to check on you. A medic droid made me get a checkup."

Suddenly all of Anakin's anger disappeared and was replaced with joy. He and Padmé were going to have twins! He could barely fathom the idea.

Anakin gently reached out to his wife, pulled her close and softly kissed her lips.

"I love you Padmé. I'm sorry for getting angry with you about telling Obi-Wan. I'm sure that everything is going to be alright in the end," he softly said looking deeply in her eyes.

She smiled back. "I love you too Anakin," she said, gingerly laying her head against his shoulder.

He held her there for a long time. He knew that everything was changing around them. But as long as they were together with their children, then everything was going to be right.