sorry this is so late!

for some odd reason fanfiction didn't let me upload the original, so i had to try out different thins. anyway its a little something for mothers day, that took me forever to get done because i was gone for most of that day...3 or 4 -7:30pm, and i couldn't get the computer till 11 and well stuff happened, any ways enjoy, i was only able to get two done, but i picked the two i thought would be really touching.

Mother's day stories

Lance:

Lance was on Mandalor, the birth place of his mother. Taking a small speeder he traveled across the lands to a small farm near a long river and some woods.

"Lance we knew you would come," said a short wrinkled woman in loose earth tone clothing greeted.

"Happy mother's day grandma," he smiled leaning down to hug her. "How is grandfather?"

"Still kicking, he won't go down without a fight!" she beamed, happy that her husband was still alive.

Lance smiled as he walked in. "that's good to hear," he said as he passed his grandfather in his chair, pausing to say hi, and wish him many more years of life. Then he was out the back door, walking pass the garden and the fields, to a large tree that was alone by the bank of the river, he stopped walking for a while, he saw a figure he knew all too well.

"afternoon father," he said softly there was no emotion in his words as he came up to the tombstone, he placed a projector on the ground in front of the stone and turned it on, a holo of a beautiful woman, with long curly hair and a think frame stood before the men, she was in full Mandalorian armor, and held her helmet to her side, a bright smile on her face, and a little boy was hiding behind his mother, shy of the camera.

"What brings you here?" Lance asked, his father wasn't going to talk to him he never did unless it was yelling.

"Same reason as you, to see your mother," he replied.

"Why? You never cared for her."

"I have, I always loved her, and I just wasn't able…"

"Not today dad, I don't want to be angry at you today, mom wouldn't like that," Lance said as he stared at the holo. "I miss her so much, dad, there isn't a day of my life that I don't think about her, I wish was alive, I wish she didn't leave for that mission," he started, tears running down his cheeks, and his voice becoming shaky.

"I know my son, I know," Dooku said as he pulled his boy to him in a comforting embrace. "I wish she was alive to."

Lucky:

A small boy ran through the halls of the cloning facility on Kamino, it was in the middle of the night, and he was in search of someone. He was careful to not be caught by any of the night guards, as he reached up on his tiptoes and punched in the code to open the door. Running in he ran to the master bedroom and jumped into the bed shivering underneath the blankets. A gray hand turned on the lights, and light blue eyes opened and looked down at her side as she lifted the blankets to find the small clone in tears and curled up in a ball, shaking.

"What's the matter?" the Kaminoan asked as she pulled the boy to her lap stroking his long fluffy hair.

"I had a bad dream mom," he sniffled.

The woman was known as Cath, she was a Kaminoan who wasn't able to have children, and she took care of the clones, even if it put her in danger, one of her favorites was and will always be the little one in her arms right now.

"It's just a dream Alex, your safe now, I'm here," she soothed, rocking him back and forth.

"Can I stay here mom?" he asked.

"Of course you can."

"Will you sing to me?"

Cath smiled, "of course," she said as she began singing a Kaminoan lullaby she had been passed down through her family. The clone known as Alex closed his eyes, his mother's heart adding onto her singing, and he quickly fell back to sleep. Cath propped herself up pulling the other two pillows behind her to support her back. And the two fell asleep.

Lucky woke up, it was raining on Coruscant and he was having a dream from his past. "Mom," he breathed as he stood up and threw on a shirt, walking out to the halls with a comlink in his hands. "Hey mom, I don't know If your awake or not, but, I wanted to thank you, and just now checking my calendar, I wanted to wish you a happy mother's day, I'll visit soon I promise." He said he would have loved to hear her voice again, to hear her sing for him, which was when he heard a sleepy reply.

"Alex?" she asked.

"Yeah mom, it's me, but I go by lucky now and days," he chuckled.

"You will always be my little alexander," she replied.

"Hey mom, can, can you sing for me?"

There was a pause, and he knew she was smiling. "Of course." And Lucky sat down leaning on the wall of the hall, tilting his head back as he listened to the lullaby that had put him to sleep many years ago….

thanks for reading, and thanks moms of the world who do anything for their kids, and was always there to help them and make them feel safe and wanted, we wouldn't be here without you guys.

on another note, the mission lance's mother was on isn't really known, just that is was highly dangerous, and probably stupid, his mother is the woman who funded and started the angel project, however her motives was of a more humanitarian way, unlike how it came to be after her death. i'm only saying this cause i highly doubt i'll go into anything deep with her, i might but not now maybe later anyways review please i like to hear your thoughts.