It was only a couple weeks after their ultrasound, and the issues of Han and Leia's bonus packages were already becoming quite problematic. No, problematic wasn't the right word. As quickly as Han had dismissed Leia's fears, they'd returned and Han was now worried too. And with their return, there were even more reasons to worry. After they'd told the family, Leia had made the nursery a priority and Han had agreed with that. They'd been planning it out for a week when Leia had another appointment and her doctor brought to light more serious concerns. While Han and Leia were fretting over the idea of caring for three children, the doctors were concerned over the babies' health. And it quickly became the prime worry of the parents as well.

The worry was building for Leia as she was beginning to understand the risks of her pregnancy and all that could go wrong. Currently, her biggest worry was how early they'd be born. Leia was quite small and it had been explained to her that she most likely would not have been able to carry a child full term before going into labor. But with three babies taking up all the space Leia had for them, the doctors had concerned her with how even earlier she'd go into labor. Then, there was every worry of what birth defects they might have being born so prematurely and if they'd even be matured enough to survive childbirth. In addition to all these worries, Leia's desire to have a natural birth was rapidly appearing unlikely to happen.

Leia took in a long, deep breath, trying to keep her fears at bay. You worry about the fun stuff, she remembered Han saying, but she couldn't let him keep that weight solely on his shoulders any longer. After all, these were their kids and Leia worried too. About everything.

She descended the staircase and went to the family room where her father sat watching the afternoon news. When she came in, Bail looked up from the vidscreen and smiled at her. "Hello, there, Lelila. Are you feeling alright?"

Leia rolled her eyes, sitting down on the couch beside her father. "Why is that always the first thing people say to me when they see me now?"

Her father chuckled, resting a hand on her arm. "You have too much to worry about, so we worry about you for you."

"Oh," Leia responded with a bit of sarcasm. "Well, thanks, Papa."

"Honestly, though, Lelila. How are you today?"

"I'm alright," Leia assured him, resting one hand over her belly as had quickly become some sort of natural instinct to her lately. "Tired, worried, but I'm okay, Daddy."

"I hope so, Princess. We all can see how tough things are getting."

Leia tilted her head to rest it on her father's shoulder. She told him, "I'm so scared of losing another. I'm so scared something is really going to happen."

"Oh, Leia. I know things don't look too good, but don't forget how many people are worrying over you, how many doctors are worrying over you. We won't let anything happen."

"Thanks, Daddy. I'm well aware of how many people are supporting us. Besides you all, Han has started doting on me and I'm not sure if I like it."

Bail chuckled at the thought. Boy, was he glad that his daughter had gone behind his back and gotten to know Han, fallen in love with him. Bail loved Han for his little girl. "He means well, you know. Han's going to be a father. Doting on the woman carrying his children is only natural."

"Let me guess. You're going to dote on me, too."

"Yes, Lelila. Everyone is going to dote on you. It's quite big news you know, even if these little ones aren't the current heirs."

"I know. I remember even Freneá's birth being a huge deal. It's all anyone would talk about for months. But that's one thing I love about Alderaan. It's not really bad publicity we get. I don't worry about camera crews chasing me. It's going to be a really happy time when my three sweet peas come."

Bail laughed shortly, watching Leia as she pressed her hand on different spots of her stomach. "You fall in love so quickly," he said. "You get hooked so fast."

"To babies?"

Bail nodded.

Leia smiled her agreement. "I was in love before I was even pregnant. I was in love . . . before we learned about B."

Bail knew what she meant. He remembered watching her struggle through that before the miscarriage which made him all the more happier about getting his first grandchild and Leia and Han getting their first child. They needed it.

Bail's mind got caught on the thought of becoming a grandfather. He'd been nearly old enough to be Leia's grandfather when he'd adopted her and he figured it was high time he actually became one. It seemed so wrong to watch his daughter go through pregnancy, preparing to become a grandparent without Breha. He kept getting these flashes of visions as he imagined if his dear wife were still here to rejoice with everyone else that Leia was pregnant. At lunch, when Han and Leia had revealed that they were expecting triplets, Bail could almost hear Breha's squeal of delight and surprise. He could see her clapping her hands and jumping to her feet to hurry over and hug Leia. He could imagine later in that day, Breha would be keeping him up late into the night, fretting over a gift to get their daughter. Bail could see his wife holding their grandchild, Leia watching her rock the child to sleep, so enamored with her grandchildren as she had been with Leia when Bail had brought her home. When Bail managed to tear his thoughts away, bringing his focus back to Leia as she sat beside him, he felt Breha caress his thoughts, smiling lovingly. Help Han watch over our baby girl, he heard her say. And say 'hi' to our grand-babies for me. Tell them how much I would love them.

I will, Bail promised her. "Is there anything I can get you, Lelila?" Bail asked. "Are you hungry-?"

Leia laughed, sitting up straight to try and push herself off the couch. "I'm fine, Daddy. I'm still capable of asking for food when I need it. . . . " Leia paused a moment. "I might be a little hungry."

Chuckling, Bail stood up and reached out his hands to help his daughter up. "Why don't you go sit at the table. I'll tell Memily you need a little treat." He caught Leia's eye and told her, assured her, "Let us worry about you."