There was a new pasta place that had gone up shortly after Alderaan had started its recovery from the Empire's attack. It wasn't big or expensive, but it was nice and cozy and it had quickly become one of Leia's new favorite places. Also, to Han's liking, it usually hit the spot to satisfy Leia no matter what mood she was in when she got hungry. It was at this place that Bail, Luke, Memily, Sabé, Tia, Rouge, Celly, and the Solos met to eat together. All seven of the invited were anxious, high-strung in their wait for Han and Leia to reveal the gender of their baby. Their impatience shined like a diamond lying in dirt and the couple found it quite funny.

Everyone ordered their drinks, meals, and while they waited for their food to arrive, Leia could feel a steady, strong glare stuck on her the whole time and Leia knew it was coming from Sabé. Bail was the most patient, trying to occupy himself by sharing stories of the day's events, but Leia swore she saw his hands shaking. It made her feel bad. Just slightly. Luke didn't disguise his impatience well at all. Constantly fidgeting and shifting in his seat, he didn't know what to do with himself and a few times, it made Leia laugh aloud. Memily and Tia were torn between Bail's tactic and Luke's behavior while Aunts Celly and Rouge constantly pestered Leia, trying to get her to tell them. They had their own tricks for that.

"It's a boy, isn't it?" Rouge said, leaning toward the table. That won a smile from Leia. Such etiquette coming from her aunts . . .

"I don't know," she told Rouge with a smile. It was completely true.

Rouge shook her head, throwing her napkin at the table after she pulled her knife and fork free from it. "It's a boy," she mumbled. "I just know it is."

Celly seemed flabbergasted by this idea and she shook her head, poking at her brother and trying to get him involved too. "It's a girl, don't you think, Bail? Lelila's hands are so soft and warm."

"No!" Rouge shook her head. "Look at her! She's glowing! It's obviously a boy! Honey, what side are you sleeping on?"

Sipping her ice-cold water from a straw, Leia answered her aunt with, "I'm not telling you yet, Aunt Rouge."

Looking up from her own glass of wine, Tia smirked. "Someone's moody."

"It's a girl!" Celly exploded.

"How long past dinner are we allowed to let this continue?" Han whispered in Leia's ear. "This is kinda' entertaining."

Leia shook her head over her glass. "I have a feeling I'll be begging you to tell them before we can pay."

Their meals came shortly after and Leia was so hungry, she hardly even thought about the whole gender thing again until Sabé was washing down her last couple bites and was preparing her own assault on the expecting couple. Leia noticed, to her amusement, that everyone was finishing their meals rather quickly. Sabé just happened to finish first. "Tell us. I can't wait any longer, Leia. Is it a boy or girl?"

Han and Leia traded a look before Leia looked to everyone else at the table. "First, I want to know what everyone else thinks. Boy or girl. Aunt Tia?"

The dark-haired, dark-skinned woman smiled, quite amused by Leia and Han's own tactics. She tilted her head and considered it. "Oh, I don't know, Lelila," she said slowly.

"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Sabé cried. "Just pick a gender, Tia! You have a fifty/fifty chance! Just say one!"

"But which one?" Rouge shot her a dirty look. "Fine. I say boy."

Leia turned her look to Memily. The youngest of the older adults, she smiled joyously, excitedly. With a small shrug, she quickly said, "Boy."

"That's two votes for boy, zero for girl," Han kept score.

"Three for boy," Leia corrected, looking Rouge's way. "And one for girl. What about you, Sabé? Boy or girl?"

The Nabooan's expression eased and she settled back in her chair to answer with a wistful smile, "Girl. A pretty little girl just like you and your mother."

"Alright. Boy: three. Girl: two. Luke? Daddy?"

Luke answered first, smiling at his sister. "I want a nephew," he told her. "I'll love a niece too, but I really want a nephew."

"Boy: four. Girl: two," Leia recapped. "One last vote and the vote is Dad's. What do you think, Grandpa." Leia smiled widely at her father who was staring at her baby bump with a warm, loving look. Leia suddenly wished she could see how Breha would have reacted to all this news; from hearing Leia was pregnant to hearing what her and Han were having. Her heart didn't ache at the thought as much as it beat harder with a thrill. This time, this moment, was a complete opposite of the moments she'd suffered after Alderaan's attack. She could remember her mother with such love and cherished memories and now her and Han were preparing to welcome their first child rather than watch it die. Scratch that. Children.

Bail took a moment to answer and something in his eyes told Leia that he was thinking about Breha too. About Breha being a grandmother, perhaps? He suddenly smiled, brightly, so warmly, and he told her, "I think it's a girl. Breha would say it's a girl." Leia gave him the warm and comforting smile he needed back, then reached for Han's hand. "Should we tell them?" she asked him, tears filling her round eyes

"Oh, please!" Sabé screeched, pounding the table with her fist. "Just tell us already! Preferably before we die! Are you having a boy or a girl?!"

Han's face instantly split into the biggest grin any of them had ever seen him wear. He and Leia looked to each other and Leia laughed, leaning over to kiss him. "We don't know," she finally admitted to her family. "We don't know what we're having.

"No," Rouge objected. "That's not funny anymore, Lelila! Just tell us! Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Honestly, Aunt Rouge. We don't know. The doctor couldn't tell."

"That's ridiculous!" Sabé exclaimed. "You don't leave your ultrasound without finding out the gender. You stay there until the doctor figures it out. That is what ultrasounds are for!"

"But the doctor couldn't tell. I'm telling you, we don't know what the genders are."

"No! That's not how this works!"

"Wait." Bail was now leaning forward in his seat, watching his daughter carefully. "Say that again, Lelila. Did you just say . . . you don't know what the genders are?"

Leia's smile turned to one of pure happiness. She nodded. "Yes, Papa."

"Yes, Bail," Celly rolled her eyes, clearly irritated. "She keeps saying the same thing over and over. She doesn't know, they couldn't tell-"

"No, Celly," Bail stopped her. "Didn't you hear her? She said they don't know what the genders are." He waited to let that sink in for his sister, but not Celly, nor anyone else at the table, understood. So, Bail repeated, "They don't know what the genders are."

"Yes, I know, Bail-"

"No, Celly, Rouge, Sabé, Luke, Memily. Genders. It's more than one baby."

Silence.

Their mouths fell as one and Leia snorted, thoroughly entertained by just watching them. Even her father was in a bit of a shock as the impact hit him. His mouth was working itself in different ways, searching for words he didn't have. Leia waited for the first response.

"You're having twins," Sabé said, her mouth slowly working into a smile. "You are having twins! Oh, Leiá! Oh, my goodness! You're having twins, too!"

Looking back on it, Leia would realize that her response to Sabé's response probably didn't really help anything, but she did what she did. She laughed. The others saw this is a confirmation, as though she were laughing in her own disbelief with them. But she wasn't. Leia was actually laughing at them. And so was Han. But everyone had already erupted into full-blown cheers of congratulations and it took Han a while to get their attention and for them to calm down. Han waved a hand and shook his head, repeating inanely, "No, listen, listen, listen. Shhh!" Their cheers finally ceased, though the smiles didn't. "I would like to clarify. We are not having twins."

Leia finished for him, delivering the true announcement. "It's triplets. That's all we know. We're having triplets."