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Chapter 1

It had been a rough day for the Alliance. Luke had come home exhausted and literally collapsed into their overly large couch in the corner. When Mara returned home and saw him lying there she just shook her head and started dinner.

Getting the occasional paperwork from Karrde still took it out of her, but not nearly the same as the Counsel work did for Luke every day.

She knew their son had to be home from his after school club by now, and was probably in his room playing, waiting for his father to wake up. However, she suddenly felt something cling to her leg. "Mommy you're home! I thought you were spending time with Carred before beddy time." He exclaimed happily. Rubbing his cheek against her leg.

"Karrde," she smiled fixing the name, as he remained clamped to her leg. "And it's bed time now," Mara corrected weaning him off from his childish speech for the position of Jedi to come.

Ben suddenly let go of her leg with a … "Daddy needs to wake up and play with me. He's had enough nappy time!"

Mara shook her head again at his childish lingo before continuing to stir in ingredients for a pasta sauce.

She heard her husband groan after she heard a thump. Ben must have jumped onto his chest. Laughing, and a few moans of "DADDY…NO….TICKLES!!!!" echoed from the living room.

The man lived for his son. Ben was his father's star; his shining light, the warmth that would always made him happy. He would give up everything for that little child with tuffs of his mother's red hair. She wanted him to have another. She ran a hand over her stomach and felt a surge of happiness run though her.

Mara Jade was pregnant again.

The fact was that Mara Jade never really thought of herself as a mother. She was an ex-Emperors Hand, and the wife of the Jedi Grand Master, Luke Skywalker. The first time was a miracle. Never should she have been able to even become pregnant. The Emperor had made sure to that…or so he had thought. Ben had been such a hard birth, but she never regretted having him. Almost dying to bring that little life into the world was worth every death defying and agonizing moment.

But to be pregnant again? She wasn't even sure how to breach the subject with her husband. Three years ago, she had been dying of a disease, not even sure if she would be able to birth her first child and live to raise him, but now…now she was to have a second. The longer she waited to tell him, the more she desired to, but never found the right time.

The galaxy wasn't in chaos as such, but was however in constant disagreement, and the Jedi Council seemed to get the brunt of it. She knew that the news would affect him, and didn't want it to affect his work, however, she knew she had to tell him soon.

Dinner was soon over, and she had finally put her son to bed. The night drew on and finally she found herself in bed spooned against her husband. Finally, the Jedi behind her sighed contently relaxing with his guard down. This was when he lost all Jedi Master pretenses. The blonde would be the wonderful caring Farmboy from Tatooine, who just wanted to be happy and make everyone around him happy.

He nuzzled against the back of her head and started running his hands over anything he could reach. They stopped on her stomach, before roaming over the slight bump, she never really realized she had yet, and her throat held back an anxious gasp.

"You've gained a little weight, my lo…" he giggled before his roaming hands froze suddenly. She took this moment to inhale quite sharply. "Luke…" she turned over in that moment to look at his eyes. They were wide and very, very blue. "I feel…Mara…"

"Luke I'm pregnant…" She whispered it to him, her breath hitting his nose.

"You didn't tell me." His hands pressed into her stomach slightly as he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were glassy, and tears filled the corners.

"Will we really be able to have another…?" He whispered almost worriedly. "Ben was three years ago…we're older now…and you…couldn't even really have Ben…oh why didn't you tell me…" He whispered softly, but worriedly to her.

She thought he was mad at her until he sat up suddenly, the blanket falling around his waist. He suddenly bent foreword and pressed his lips against her slightly rounded stomach. "Hello…my darling…" he whispered in between kisses before coming back up to face her and smothered her lips with his own. "Another…together…another…" He whispered in between sobs of extreme happiness.

Mara teared. Luke was all about family. Family meant everything, and here she was letting their family become even larger. She couldn't even remember why she hadn't told him with the way he kept kissing her and drawing little nothings on her stomach with his fingers.

"Oh Mara…another…" Luke pressed his cheek against her stomach again, almost wish like, that the baby would reach out in The Force and touch him.

"Yes Farmboy…we are having another…in six months…I'm so sorry I waited so long to tell you…you were so busy, I didn't want this to disrupt you. When you found out about Ben, you almost got no work done until he was actually born. The Alliance can't have that right now. They need you…"

She didn't finish that thought because lips were on hers again. "Mara, you always have had this uncanny ability to make any sour day instantly happy…you have since the day I met you…"

He let go of her lips suddenly and pulled away. "How do you hide your morning sickness from me? With Ben you spent your every waking moment in front of that fresher." She giggled.

"You spend too much time at work darling." She kissed his nose before turning over and spooning against him again. He kissed her hair and whispered a soft "goodnight," to her, before rubbing his hands over her stomach again, and whispered, "goodnight my darling…"