A/N: A mixture of Star Wars Legends and Disney Canon.

STAR WARS

Princess Leia – The Daughter of Alderaan and Naboo

An AU where most of the Jedi survive Order 66, Darth Sidious is killed and Darth Vader is imprisoned by the Jedi and the Republic. Having been almost killed by her husband, Padmé Amidala gives birth to Luke, who is taken by the Jedi. Betrayed by Anakin, Padmé breaks up with him and marries Bail Organa.

The two have a daughter - Princess Leia Organa.

Chapter 3: Comfort From Dreams

Mustafar. 19 BBY.

Obi-Wan and Bail Organa ran towards Padmé's unconscious body, where she lay limp and broken in the smoky dusk. Bail felt for a pulse. It was thin, and erratic.

"Anakin, Anakin, what have you done?" Kenobi asked, looking up at his former padawan just like Plo Koon did. He felt Anakin burning like a fusion torch in the Force.

"You turned her against me." Anakin growled.

"You did that yourself," Koon said sadly. Anakin glared at him.

"You have allowed this dark lord to twist your mind, until now, until now you've become the very thing you swore to destroy." Obi-Wan added.

"Don't lecture me, Obi-Wan! I see through the lies of the Jedi." Anakin stated, ignoring Padmé. "I do not fear the Dark Side as you do. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire."

"Your new Empire?" Obi-Wan asked incredulously. "Anakin, my allegiance is to the Republic, to democracy!"

"If you're not with me, then you're my enemy." Anakin darkly spoke.

It was at this moment, Obi-Wan Kenobi realised that Anakin was now consumed by evil and there was no point of reasoning with him anymore.

"Only a Sith deals in absolutes." He said, igniting his lightsaber. "I will do what I must."

"So will me." Plo Koon added as he ignited his.

"You may try." Anakin answered back, igniting his. The two Jedi and Sith began to fight, while Bail gabbed Padmé and carried her to the ship for medical attention. At the same time, Ahsoka Tano and Captain Rex landed with a few clone troopers who have extracted their chips. Soon, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Plo Koon returned victorious. Ahsoka ran to assist Bail in helping Padmé, while the two Jedi led the clones to Anakin, or Darth Vader, who was lying at the river of lava, burnt, while his limbs were cut off. Thankfully, the Mandalorians had another vault to imprison him. Ahsoka was heartbroken at the sight of her former master.

In the corridor beyond stood Bail Organa. He looked stricken.

"Obi-Wan is asking for you at the surgical theatre," he said "It's Padmé."

Obi-Wan sat beside her, holding one cold, still hand in both of his. "Don't give
up, Padmé."

"Is it ..." Her eyes rolled blindly. "It's a girl. Anakin thinks it's a girl."

"We don't know yet. In a minute ... you have to stay with us."

Below the opaque tent that shrouded her from chest down, a pair of surgical
droids assisted with her labour. A general medical droid fussed and tinkered
among the clutter of scanners and equipment.

"If it's… a girl-oh, oh, oh no…"

Obi-Wan cast an appeal toward the medical droid. "Can't you do something?"

"All organic damage has been repaired." The droid checked another readout.

He squeezed her hand as though he could keep life within her body by simple pressure." Padmé, you have to hold on."

One of the surgical droids circled out from behind the tent, cradling in its padded arms a tiny infant, already swabbed clean and breathing, but without even the hint of tears.

The droid announced softly. "It's a boy."

Padmé reached for him with her trembling free hand, but she had no strength to take him; she could only touch her fingers to the baby's forehead.

She smiled weakly. "Luke…"

Padmé then fallen back against her pillow while Bail approached and took her hand in comfort, nuzzling gently against her forehead.

"Destroyed the Sith, we have. Come to the galaxy, peace has." Yoda spoke.

"What will happen now?" Obi-Wan asked.

"With Palpatine as Chancellor removed, along with his aides, I have been elected as the new Chancellor for now." Bail Organa told everyone. "I have ordered a ceasefire with the Separatists. Senator Mothma and I will open negotiations with them."

"What about you?" Padmé asked the Jedi.

Yoda hummed. "In ruins, the Jedi Temple is. Dead, many Jedi are. Decided to relocate our Order to Ossus, I have. There's an old Jedi temple there. Leaving soon, the four of us will be."

"Four?"

Yoda pointed at the infant boy. "Like his father, the boy is. Too powerful in the force, he is. We must train him in the ways of the force. Safe with the Jedi, he will be."

Padmé shared with Bail a look full of despair and sadness. No, she couldn't do that. Luke was her son, she needed him.

"Safe with us, he will be." Yoda told her as if he read her mind.

"Padmé, it is the best choice. It is better if Luke comes with us." Obi-Wan Kenobi added. "I promise you that I will take good care of him and raise the boy well."

'Just like you raised Anakin' was what Padmé wanted to say, but she was too tired to do that. While she did not want to give her son to the Jedi Order, she also understood their logic. Luke was powerful in the Force, just like his father. The Sith may have been defeated, that still did not mean that the Dark Side was defeated at all. Luke would be an excellent target for other agents of the Dark Side. He needed protection and guidance.

"Alright," she muttered. "I… I guess he is better with the Jedi Masters that could train him. Protect him, Obi."

Bail wrapped his arm around Padmé, continuing to comfort her, while they watched Obi-Wan Kenobi taking Luke from the droid before joining Yoda and Plo Koon.

"Obi-Wan? Master Yoda? Wait!" Padmé called out to them desperately as they were about to leave. "Will he… will he remember me?"

Kenobi sighed before answering. "It is better not to, so that he cannot form any attachments."

"I… I understand." Padmé muttered. "Thank you…"

In a minute, the Jedi left with Luke. Padmé cried the whole night while Bail Organa was nearby, kissing her in the forehead as he tried to comfort her.

Coruscant, Presidential Palace. 19 BBY or 0 ACW.

Padmé Organa woke up with a gasp as the images of Anakin choking her and Luke's birth plagued her dreams once again. Breathing hard, she began to return to reality as she found herself lying on the bed, completely naked, only the white silk blanket covering her body. She felt a nearby body moving and found her husband, Bail Organa, waking up. He too was naked, covered by the blanket as they shared a bed within the Presidential Palace.

Opening his eyes, Bail looked up at his beloved wife.

"What is it, love?" he asked gently. In tears, Padmé embraced her husband.

"I was dreaming of the events on Mustafar," she whimpered. "When… when…"

"Shh, it's okay now." Bail muttered, pulling the naked woman into a hug. "He's in prison now. There is nothing he could do to you anymore."

He began to gently kiss her all over the face, cleaning it of tears. Padmé returned the hug. She was grateful for Bail to be there for her, to support her, and that's why she eventually fell in love with him. That was why she married him. Feeling wet between her legs, the naked Padmé decided to have another sexual intercourse with the man she loves.

"Bail, I want you, now." Padmé told him, smiling seductively. She began to kiss him before turning to his chest, giving pecks to the nipples of his flat chest. Bail groaned slightly from her heated kisses.

"I want you too, Padmé." Bail confessed. Padmé looked at him. She then began to kiss him heatedly while stroking his hard member. Bail started to pant heavily.

"Oh, Padmé…" he groaned. He felt like he was going to explode. Which he did so in a minute. The naked Bail collapsed onto the bed. Padmé meanwhile grabbed the blanket and threw it on the floor, revealing each other's nakedness.

"Did that satisfy your needs, husband?" Padmé teasingly asked him.

"No, wife." he answered. The two then switched places, with Bail on top of Padmé. He slowly let his cock enter her, while Padmé let all of him inside her. Once he did so, she gasped and cried. Her womanhood was very sensitive when it came to Bail's member. Bail then began to move his hips, and his cock, back and forth, while Padmé grabbed for his buttocks, as if guiding his movements.

"Oh, Bail, this feels so go-o-o-od…" Padmé moaned while Bail panted right above her.

"Mmm… Padmé…" Bail panted as the naked woman leaned her head back on the pillow. Their moans became louder with every thrust and soon were filling the whole chambers, or maybe even the whole palace, but the married couple didn't care if the two clone commandos of the Senate Guard heard them standing on guard outside.

"Padmé!" Bail panted. Padmé leaned her head up to give a quick kiss in his lips. She then leaned her head back to the pillow. "Oh gods!"

"Oh yes, oh Bail, oh Bail, B-Bail!" the naked Padmé screamed as he pumped.

"Padmé, I'm…"

He didn't get to finish as the naked Bail exploded inside the equally naked Padmé. The woman cried as she felt his seed filling her. Suddenly, she then felt her climax building up and also exploded. Bail laid his naked body down on top of her. They both panted and moaned. Their naked bodies laid next to each other. Bail kissed her forehead.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Came the reply.