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AN: Hello everyone! Here's part 5! Thanks for all the great reviews and even the one not so great review. Sorry you don't like the story, but if you don't care for it, then I suggest you stop reading. Constant flaming is a waste of your time. For those that do like the story, enjoy this next chapter!

Origins: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 5/?

Sunlight streamed in through the curtains, catching Padme's eyes. She moaned and turned in her husband's arms and snuggled against his bare chest. She breathed in his familiar scent and tried to let the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lull her back to sleep. But unfortunately, they were both early risers, and they were awake. Her eyes fluttered open and met his, as they shared a smile.

"Morning beautiful," he said.

"Good morning handsome," she replied.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked. She nodded.

"I always do when you're holding me, though I thought we'd both be tossing and turning after all the excitement last night. Honestly, there's never a dull moment around here," Padme said. He chuckled.

"Yeah, I don't think we would know what to do with ourselves if it was ever dull around here," he joked. She smiled and sensually traced her finger along the defined planes of his ripped chest and chiseled torso.

"Oh I don't know, I think we could find plenty of fun things to do," she purred.

"I think you're right and I think I know what things you have in mind," he replied.

"You probably do, but just to make sure, I think you should demonstrate exactly what you think I mean," Padme tempted. He smirked and kissed her passionately.

"I can give you a demonstration you'll never forget, angel," he said playfully. She giggled.

"Then by all means, my love," she replied, as their lips met again and hands roamed with passionate intent.

Natalie opened her eyes that morning and wasn't surprised to see Jenna up and around already.

"Morning sleepy head." Jenna said.

"Morning," Natalie said sleepily. She sat up and ran a hand through her messy brunette locks.

"Tell me last night didn't happen," Natalie pleaded. Jenna sat down beside her.

"Wish I could, but you know that Jay and I are here for you, no matter what, right?" she asked. Natalie nodded.

"I know. I wouldn't be able to get through this without my best friend and my boyfriend. I know the DNA results aren't in yet, but I'm pretty sure she's my mom. Part of me has always wondered, but now I wish she had never shown up," Natalie said.

"I know, but even if the results turn out positive, Breha will still be your mother. Blood isn't always everything. Look at my grandpa Qui-Gon. He was adopted by my great grandparents and we're a more closely knit family than many families that are all biologically related," Jenna reminded. Natalie nodded.

"Enough about that for now. Are you mad at Marcus for what happened last night with Devin?" Natalie asked.

"I thought I would be, but I'm not the one they tease all the time, because they don't think I can fight. They know I can take them all on at once. He finally had enough and lost it on them. I can't blame him. He's way more coolheaded than I am," Jenna said. She was surprised by the way she felt.

"You seem surprised," Natalie suggested.

"Well, I don't need anyone to stand up for me. I'm perfectly able to do that myself. Everyone knows that so no one really ever bothers to defend me. I guess it was kind of a nice change for once and I have to admit, watching Marcus be assertive and macho for once was pretty sexy," she said. Natalie giggled.

"I get what you mean," she replied, referring to her own experiences with Jayden.

"Have you told your self doubting boyfriend this yet?" Natalie asked. Jenna shook her head.

"Not yet. Knowing him, he's already moping and probably thinks I'm furious with him. Guess I better go find him," Jenna said. Natalie nodded.

"You should, because you know Marcus. I'm sure he's already second guessing himself," Natalie said. Jenna nodded.

"Are you coming to find out the test results this morning?" Jenna asked.

"I'd rather not miss classes," Natalie replied, avoiding her best friend's eyes. Jenna nodded. If Natalie wasn't ready, she would support her.

Alvez's right hand man and new leader of their clan, Blaine, loomed over the broken, bloodied woman that his men were beating.

"We know Day'na killed Alvez and we know that you know where that kriffin' tramp is. Tell us and the pain stops," he hissed.

"I don't...know where she is," Bec'ca rasped, as blood leaked from her nose and mouth. Unsatisfied with her answer, Blaine picked her up and slammed her against the wall, before wrapping her hand around her throat. A sickening crack was heard as her back made contact with the wall, indicating that several ribs had broken. Blaine was extremely strong and he used that strength to cause suffering in his enemies. He enjoyed it. Alvez had been his brother, but he wasn't exactly too broken up about his death. He had been chomping at the bit a long time to take the lead, though that in no way meant that the people responsible for Alvez's death wouldn't be made to pay. It was the same fate that he would bring upon the Jedi brat that had killed Boba Fett. Regardless of the fact that both these deaths had brought about his means to leadership, the Mandalorian ways demanded that the deaths of his brothers be avenged by slaughtering those responsible. And while Alvez truly had done evil things, Blaine in many ways was a thousand times worse. Both Boba and Alvez did what they did to further their cause. Killing was necessary for survival and this was true for Blaine as well. But his predecessors weren't as sadistic as he was, not even close. Torturing some poor soul was entertainment to Blaine. Short, clean kills just weren't as fun.

"Get me my electro whip, boys. Maybe she'll talk after I rip the skin off her back," he threatened.

"No...wait I'll tell you!" she pleaded, as she heard the whip crack.

"Where is she?" Blaine demanded.

"She came to seek out her daughter that she gave up as a baby," Bec'ca revealed. Blaine and his men scoffed.

"You really expect me to believe that? Day'na doesn't care about some brat she supposedly gave up. Her only agenda is plotting against us for control. Guess you really do want the whip," Blaine spat.

"No, it's the truth! Her daughter was adopted by Senator Organa! She's the princess of Alderaan and she has ties to the son of Anakin Skywalker! She plans to get close to her daughter and eventually gain the support of these families. She thinks this can get her close to Duchess Satine so she can eventually get rid of her. Please don't kill me," Bec'ca pleaded.

"Does she really think those people with buy that she's the princess' biological mother?" Pike, one of his men, scoffed.

"Since she's actually telling the truth on this one, she'll probably agree to a DNA test," Blaine responded.

"You believe this wench?" another of his men, Cirrus, spat.

"Only because she and Alvez spawned a brat about eighteen years ago. Alvez was going to get rid of it on Tatooine, but she ran off with the kid and we assumed she sold the brat before we could. We should have known her sentimentality got the better of her," Blaine spat in disgust.

"So what do we do now?" Pike asked. Blaine scoffed. Morons. The lot of them. They'd be completely lost without him. At least with Alvez, the two of them had been formidable together. He could take considerable advantage of this situation. Ransom for this Alderannian princess could set him for life and give him the means to hire the best mercenaries to help him gain a stronghold back on Mandalore. Day'na would now lead him right to her and once the Holonet got wind of the story, scandal would erupt around the Organa family and subsequently the Skywalker family and the Jedi as well. The scandal in the media would be just the distraction needed. Then there was the princess' boyfriend. The son of Anakin Skywalker. The boy that had slain the greatest Mandalorian warrior in recent history. Jango had taught both he and Alvez everything they knew and out of loyalty to the true Mandalore, even though he had always wanted the control he now had, the young Jedi had to pay. But Blaine, unlike some of his dimwitted brothers, was no fool. If the Skywalker brat had managed to easily defeat and slay Boba Fett, then he was a force to be reckoned with. Blaine was not disillusioned into thinking that by any means that be could take on this young, yet wildly powerful youth one on one and win. No, he needed a co-conspirator. One that had no loyalties to anything or anyone, except money. And that person had to be experienced in dealing with powerful Jedi. He knew who he needed, but getting him out of prison was another matter entirely. This would delay his plan slightly, but ensure him a much better chance of success.

"You're going to stay here and lay low for now, while I go recruit someone that can help us manipulate this situation to our benefit. I'll be gone a few days at most, so keep out of trouble while I'm gone," Blaine instructed.

"What about this, boss," one asked, gesturing to the battered woman at his feet. Blaine fastened his utility belt and slipped his helmet on. Normally, he would make the wench suffer a much more painful, entertaining death. But time was of the essence and so he would grant her a swift end. The same would not be so for the rest of his enemies. Drawing his blaster from his belt, he pumped three blaster bolts into her head, eliminating the problem.

"Dump the body after dark," he ordered, as he headed for his ship.

Callista sat on the med table, impatiently waiting, as Barriss completed her exam.

"Is everything okay?" Luke asked anxiously. Barriss smiled at the young Jedi. It was no secret that Luke was a favorite gossip subject in the Temple, among both the padawans and certain Masters, who felt that this baby would completely derail Luke's path to knighthood. But Barriss could see the look on his face and knew being a father would give him focus and like his own father, she knew Luke would be an amazing one.

"She and the baby are in perfect health. You've been taking very good care of yourself," Barriss mentioned.

"I just can't believe I've gone six months without a drink," Callista joked, earning a waning look from Luke.

"And a healthy baby is your reward for that and now, if you want, we can do an ultrasound and look at the baby If you're ready," Barriss said.

"I'm more than ready," Luke said, anticipation in his voice. Barriss nodded and prepared the machine, before rubbing a solution on Callista's pregnant belly. She turned on the machine and a few seconds later, a holo image appeared on the screen and at that moment, Luke nearly forgot how to breathe. He stared at he wriggling fetus with something akin to awe. Up until that moment, the fact that he was going to be a father hadn't quite sunk in, but now that he was staring at his unborn child, he felt a love like he had never felt swell in his chest. He was speechless and Barriss was clearly enjoying the look of wonder on his face.

"Would you like to know the sex?" Barriss asked. Luke looked up.

"You can tell?" Luke asked. Barriss grinned.

"Oh I think if you look, you can clearly tell that you have a son," Barriss said. Luke looked again and grinned widely.

"Yeah, he's definitely a boy," Luke said in amazement. Callista forced herself to remain stoic, not wanting him to know how glad she was to see him so happy. He was going to make an incredible father, despite his young age. The image disappeared, but Barriss then handed a hologram disc to Luke. He pressed the button and the hologram image of the ultrasound appeared.

"I can keep this?" Luke asked in awe. She nodded, remembering those same words coming from Anakin during Padme's first pregnancy when Bant had given him the ultrasound holodisc of Luke himself and Leia.

"It's yours. I'm sure your parents will be thrilled to see it," Barriss said. He nodded.

"Thanks Barriss," Luke said, as he let the love he felt for his child truly sink in. He couldn't wait to tell his parents.

Jenna spared furiously with the Dark Woman that afternoon. She had yet to track down her boyfriend, who she was sure was not enjoying his duty in the Archives, which he had received as a result of fighting with Devin in the halls the previous night. She was a frequently committing this same offense so she knew first hand how boring it was to help Master Nu catalog databytes of information into the Temple archives.

For her, sparring the Dark Woman was actually exciting. While Master Kuro's constant disapproval of everything her father said or did was aggravating, she was a challenging opponent. Kuro enjoyed sparring the girl too, for there were few padawans that actually presented her any kind of challenge, other than her twin brother, perhaps.

"You have amazing potential, young one. Perhaps even more potential than your twin brother," Kuro said, as the circled each other.

"I hear a but in there somewhere," Jenna retorted, as she charged again, swinging her sky blue blade with lightning speed. Kuro smirked.

"There is one thing that will always hold you back, if you let it. It's the same thing that holds your father back and the rest of your clan," Kuro replied.

"Perhaps from a certain point of view, I can see where someone, especially someone who was never raised to know love, could say that. And in some ways, you're probably right. Believe me, my dad knows the pitfalls that attachment has. But the benefits far outweigh the bad," Jenna replied.

"If you trained with me now that your first Master is gone, I could teach you to completely let go of all of those useless attachments. There would be nothing to hold you back and we could develop your powers into their full potential," Kuro suggested.

"I'm not giving up my family. I don't expect you to understand what they mean to me. And my great grandfather was an amazing Master to me. I won't throw away everything he taught me just for the possibility of more power. He taught me that if I always seek more power, then it will only slip through my fingers. He taught my father the same thing and even himself. I won't seek any power that will cost me my identity," Jenna explained. Kuro smirked smugly, as their blades clashed furiously.

"Spoken like a true sentimental fool, just like your father. What a waste," Kuro challenged.

"Yet it's that same sentimental fool, as you put it, that has slain Sith Lords and agents of pure evil that threaten the entire galaxy. And contrary to what you believe, he could have never done so without his love for my mother and our family," Jenna argued.

"I will never see what value your father sees in that weak, Force blind woman. She holds him back, just as the Olin boy will hold you back," Kuro spat.

"You're wrong, but it's likely we will never agree. That's okay though, because my mother has taught me that all people have differences and it's what makes the galaxy go around. People can't be made to agree with each other. It would be a very boring galaxy if we were all the same anyway," Jenna replied.

"Well, I see your mother's nonsense is firmly ingrained in you, so I guess you'll be the perfect padawan for your father, assuming that your older brother passes the trials any time soon. Some of the other Masters and I are skeptical though, in light of his recent failures, that he'll be graduating to Knighthood this year," Kuro goaded. Jenna smirked.

"If you challenge Luke to prove himself, then he will, because I know my big brother and he's anything but a failure," Jenna replied, as they extinguished their blades. Kuro smirked.

"Excellent spar, young one. It is without a doubt that you have unique skills. I doubt you'll ever be able to best me in a fight, unless you continue training very hard. And under your father's unorthodox, reckless training, the development of your skills doesn't look very likely," Kuro goaded. Jenna smirked back. In a strange, very warped way, Kuro and Jenna had a mutual respect for each other. Though they disagreed on most everything, they were both very strong women and skilled warriors.

"I accept your challenge," Jenna replied, as Kuro left. Just as Jenna was about to head to the showers, she saw Marcus slink into the gym.

"Hey," he said. She smiled.

"Hey yourself," she replied, as she approached him.

"How was cataloging in the archives?" she teased.

"Mind numbingly boring, but it's better than what Devin had to do today," Marcus replied.

"He didn't get the same punishment?" she asked. He shook his head.

"He was going to, but since he's always in trouble for fighting, my dad made a suggestion that the Council try something else with him," Marcus explained, not being able to keep the grin off his face.

"What did he have to do?" she asked.

"Master Yoda is giving him a cooking lesson on how to make his gruel," Marcus replied, cracking up. Jenna's face lit up with a wide smile.

"You're joking," she prodded. He shook his head.

"No…I heard it was priceless and your cousin snuck in and got the holos to prove it," Marcus laughed.

"No way…Will did that?" she asked, referring to her eight-year-old cousin. Marcus nodded.

"During the Council meeting and he didn't get caught either. He may be exaggerating, but the squirt says he has the holovid of Master Yoda making Devin try the gruel. Apparently Master Yoda was quite offended when Devin spit it out. He's making copies for all the padawans," Marcus said, his eyes dancing with laughter.

"He better make copies," Jenna replied, as their eyes met and an awkward silence settled between them.

"Anyway…I just wanted to come and apologize for last night," he said, as he looked down at his shoes.

"And what exactly are you apologizing for?" Jenna asked.

"For being a Nerf last night. You don't need me to fight for you. You can handle a idiot like Devin with no problem," Marcus replied. She nodded.

"You're right, I can," Jenna replied. He nodded.

"You have every right to be mad at me," he continued.

"Yes, I do. I can flatten Devin like he's nothing and I fight better than most men, so it was kind of a strange revelation to me when I discovered that I wasn't mad at you," she added.

"I know, I'm a…wait, what?" he questioned, as he looked up at her. She smiled.

"I'm not mad at you, Nerf brain," she told him.

"You're not?" he asked, puzzled.

"Nope and here's your proof," Jenna replied, as she not so gently shoved him against the wall and planted her lips on his. As the initial shock began to wear off, he relaxed and slowly lost himself in her kiss.

"I…I think I'm still a little confused," he said, as their lips finally parted. She smiled.

"You're right when you say that I don't need anyone to defend me, because I am perfectly capable. But you didn't go off on Devin last night just because of me. Devin constantly bullies you and you're such a great person that you never strike back at him. But a person can only take so much and he deserved to be put in his place by you. As for standing up for me, do you know how good it felt for someone to defend me for once?" she asked, stunning him.

"Everyone always trusts that I can take care of myself, which is really great most of the time. But I'm still a woman and when the man I love was ready to rip another man's head off for disrespecting me, it actually felt really good," she said, smiling at him. He smiled back shyly.

"I…just lost it on him, because I love you so much," he replied.

"I know…I love you too," she answered. He looked at her.

"You do?" he asked. She nodded.

"Why is that so hard for you to believe?" she asked. He shrugged.

"I don't know…I guess that a lot of the padawans and probably even some of the Masters think that you should be with someone who is as strong as you," Marcus replied. Jenna rolled her eyes. She hoped Devin was choking on Master Yoda's gruel, for he had bullied them both for far too long.

"Oh yeah, some muscle brained jerk face is exactly what I need," Jenna replied sarcastically.

"But in all seriousness, you're way stronger than you think you are…in the right ways. You're strong in character and I know you would never hurt me emotionally. That's really important to me, because I can be myself with you completely. You're not threatened by me being stronger than you and that's really rare in a man," Jenna told him. His cheeks flushed crimson and he hugged her fiercely.

"I'm all sweaty and gross," she protested. He dropped a kiss on the top of her head.

"No, you're perfect and I'll gladly stand up for you any day of the week," Marcus replied.

"Good, but I still need to go shower. I think Jayden is probably on his way back from picking Natalie up from the University," Jenna mentioned.

"If she's going to find out the results, then she's going to need her friends around her," he agreed. She nodded.

"I'll be back soon," she replied, as she kissed him again.

"Don't ever think that I want anyone else. I don't need some bad boy with an attitude problem and more muscles in his head than brains. Besides, he would have to be one badass bad boy to get past my dad, who already likes you by the way. He knows you won't hurt me," she mentioned, putting his mind at even more ease. He watched her go with a smile on his face and his thoughts focused on the always growing love between them.

Jayden parked the speeder on the landing pad and looked over to his girlfriend.

"Are you ready?" he asked. She shrugged.

"As I'll ever be, I guess," she replied. He sighed. He hated when she was hurting and there wasn't anything he could really do about it.

"Say the word Nat and we'll leave," he told her.

"And go where?" she asked.

"Anywhere you want," he replied.

"It's a tempting offer, but I have to do this. We all have to do things we don't want to do, right?" she asked.

"Guess so, but you know this doesn't change who you are, right?" he asked. She nodded.

"I know. You know it too and so do the people we love, but what about everyone else? You know that if it comes out that my supposed biological father was a Mandalorian warrior that once followed Boba Fett, that it will create a huge scandal," Natalie replied. He shrugged.

"Like scandal is a strange thing to the Skywalker family. My father's mother was a slave rescued by a Jedi. My mother was the product of an affair that my grandmother had with a known smuggler and bounty hunter. Look at who my parents became. It won't change who you are," Jayden said. She nodded and smiled at him.

"I guess you're right. I didn't think about it like that," she replied, as they got out of the speeder. He took her hand and led her into the Temple.

As Natalie approached, Day'na smiled at her.

"Hello sweetheart," she greeted, opening her arms. But Natalie wasn't receptive and refused to let go of Jayden's hand.

"Let's just get this over with," Natalie replied, as she led Jayden with her and went to stand by her parents. Anakin and Padme gathered around them, while Luke, Jenna, and Marcus arrived. Kimberly came out of the lab with Bant behind her and faced the people waiting for the answer.

"We ran the test twice and our results have been confirmed with a ninety-nine percent certainty," Kimberly said with regret in her voice.

"And?" Breha asked.

"The DNA results are positive. Natalie is Day'na's biological daughter," Kimberly announced. Day'na's face showed joy, but Natalie only held a look of disappointment.

"Natalie…I know this is a shock, but all I'm asking for is a chance to get to know you. Perhaps we could go somewhere, have dinner, and get to know each other a little better," Day'na suggested. Natalie knew that the mature thing for her to do was at least try and she felt Jayden squeeze her hand.

"Fine, we can go to Dex's, but Jayden is coming with us," Natalie insisted.

"Sweetie, I'm not going to hurt you or anything. Don't you think it should just be the two of us?" Day'na asked. Bail beat everyone else to the response.

"You may be her biological mother, but I am still her father and I still don't trust you. She's my daughter and I have to know she's safe. I won't have to worry if Jayden is with her. He goes or she doesn't," Bail said sternly. Day'na nodded in agreement. Natalie gave Breha a tight hug.

"You're my mom, I don't care what that test says," Natalie whispered to her. Breha smiled and stroked her daughter's beautiful face.

"I know, we love you so much, Natty," Breha whispered back, as Bail hugged her tightly too.

"I love you daddy and this doesn't change anything," Natalie said. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Of course it doesn't. You're an Organa and blood has nothing to do with anything," Bail told her. Shane nodded, as he stood next to Bail.

"He's right and if you need to talk, I know a little something about having questionable roots," Shane told her. She nodded and hugged him.

"Thanks. I might take you up on that later," she replied, as she joined hands with Jayden again.

"Be careful," Padme told them, as she hugged them both and then watched them go toward the landing pad with Day'na. Anakin put his arm around her waist and Luke came beside her.

"They'll be fine," Luke tried to assure his parents.

"I know. How did Callista's check up go?" Padme asked. Luke smiled.

"Really well and you can see for yourself," Luke replied, as he produced the hologram disc and show his parents the images of the sonogram. Padme gasped, as she gazed at the images of her unborn grandchild.

"I have a son," Luke announced, with a big grin, as his family gathered around to see and congratulate him.