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Not a lot of stalling, HERE IS: Chapter 4: Awaited (how ironic...)

Chapter 4: Awaited

White; white everything in this stiff waiting-room. Obi-Wan was stroking his beard with and absent minded gaze. 'What has Anakin gotten himself into?' he thought, releasing a protracted sigh.

A Jedi fathering a child; his brother has, correction, is having a baby.

The little blond haired boy from Tatooine, the child he had trained, the Knight and man he became, the Chosen One, the Hero With No Fear, the lover of Padme, the father of her baby.

Senator Amidala… she had feelings towards him?

The youthful and curious handmaiden, the young woman he watched grow, the fearless and careful Queen, the woman endlessly fighting for democracy, Peace's Angel, the lover of Anakin, the mother of his baby.

This was a delicate situation. He was close to both Amidala and Skywalker. The temple can't be left in the dark about this, but was it his to tell? As a Jedi Master, yes, as a friend and brother, no.

He lets out another heavy sigh. This was indeed, a very delicate situation.

Two forms lay on a hospital bed, so close they could easily pass as one mass. Anakin's head was resting on Padme's damp neck and his breath softly rolled off. His arms secured around her curled up body.

She was so relaxed, and just on the edge of restful darkness.

His head pivots slightly and he lets out a flowing breath, "How do you feel, Angel?"

She smiled and closed her sagging eyes, "Happy," she hummed, "so very happy."

That wasn't the answer he was expecting. He figured tired, in pain, angry with you for putting me through that, but happy...

The silence makes Padme uncomfortable, she was hoping for a statement from him, "Aren't you happy?" she asks nervously.

Well of course he was, "Yes, my love, I am completely happy."

She goes limp again and closes her eyes. A content sigh is released by her slowly as she enters sleep.

He let his senses take in all she had to offer. Her presence was booming with new restoring energies. It was like a bright spring day. And her sent was an overpowering perfume that made him draw closer to her, hold on tighter, and feel even more protective of her.

He thought about what had just occurred, and what had not.

The nightmare had passed, and somehow he was standing in a dream. Something so beautiful has entered his life while the nightmares ran back to their shadows. Padme was alive, that was a blessing, Leia was healthy, and that was another blessing, then Luke; he was another blessing all together.

His cup spilled over with his unbelievable reveries.

After an amount of time, he slowly let her out of his intimate hold. She made a few noises that are familiar to him. Small protest mixed with a whimper for him, and his warmth, to return. He leaned down and whispered, "I will be back my love, rest." Her lightly crinkled face seemed to ease with the statement. He gave her a kind kiss on the forehead and straighten with protracted speed.

He kindly gazed upon her. She was so placid, it was a strange to think she was so agonized earlier.

Walking down the hall going towards the nursery to see his children. His mind suddenly remembered:

Obi-Wan

Anakin walks towards the waiting area fretting over what will happen.

He entered the waiting area scanning over the unknown faces; when he saw his former master's. With shock, joy, guilt, and fear he walked up to the mentor. "You're still here master? Even at 2:00am?" he joked.

Obi-Wan smiled, he didn't look angry.

"Of course, Anakin," there was a long pause. Neither knew what to say, "How is she?" general concern shaped his face.

A relived looked danced on Skywalker's face, "She is perfect, she is actually sleeping as we speak."

Kenobi noticed his brother's new-found inner peace and twinkling eyes, he looked like he should have all these years; happy. "How is the little one?"

Kenobi's tone held a essence of something Anakin couldn't quite place...

An even bigger grin concurred the new father's face, "Little ones. Me and my wife had twins: Luke and Leia."

Obi-Wan easily noticed the 'wife' in the sentence, but kept his face remaining nutural, "Congratulations, Anakin. I've never seen you happier."

The Knight was stunned by the pat on the back and acceptance. Was strict, lecturing Master Jedi congratulating him?

He was! He was absolutely happy for him. Out of all the different ways he thought this would go down, Anakin never thought it would be this wonderful.

This was another blessing to add to his list.

The blindsided Knight didn't reply, only stared at his friend like he had two heads.

Obi-Wan squinted his eyes seeing fresh red marks on Anakin's face, what where those from!

Skywalker soon came to see Obi-Wan's confused gaze and touched his face. He slightly winced touching the injuries, and then he laughed knowing what was giving the other man that look, "Padme."

He was even more shocked, "Did she hit you?" Kenobi asked with amusement.

Anakin snickered, "No, she used me as a distraction."

His friend dropped it with a flustered look; it was probably better he never knew.

Another lengthy pause, but Anakin wanted to proudly show the only father figure in his life what he and his wife had created, "I was actually on my way to see the twins, want to join me?" Anakin invited; Obi-Wan's face was the answer he needed.

The two men walked down the hallway after hallway and found the window to look through. Some of the babies were crying, others sleeping, and some just squirming around while hovering droids went between isles. Anakin's observant eyes scanned the little cribs with other babies in it. He sensed their strong signatures and followed their familiar trail.

He saw them, a huge grin formed on his face. "There they are," he beamed guiding his master's eyes.

Kenobi saw them, they were heart captivating. They were so strong in the force; two innocent beacons. He took note of their distinguished differences and qualities. Leia was curious and fiery; much like her father, but her eyes were mirror images of Padme's. Luke's eyes were closed so the color was unknown by Kenobi, but his signature was calm and thoughtful, much like his mother. He chuckled stroking his beard. Skywalker glanced at his master.

"They are both beautiful children, and so much like their parents," he chimed.

Anakin's grin was uncontainable, "Thank you, master," he took a pause and looked back at his bundles. The emotions that flooded him were so new and strange, he couldn't even attempt to keep them to himself. "I… I just can't believe how much I love them."

Moments passed, or perhaps hours, as the two friends soaked in the time. Obi-Wan's mind was possessed by a question he could no longer hold in. "What do you think their future will hold?"

Anakin's grin didn't fade, "Everything it can, why?" he was drunk with joy. Kenobi hated to splash water on it.

"They're very, very strong with the force. They'll need to be trained…"

"You're thinking Jedi?" he snorts still gazing, "Not likely master. I want them to grow up with love constantly in their life, to be strong and secure. Becoming Jedi will not give them that."

Obi-Wan nodded with understanding, "That brings us back to their training."

"I- I figured I would train them in a way to have control, but freedom. They will learn everything I can teach them, and I pray more. When they are old enough, of course." he spoke with voice, but mind so far away.

Obi-Wan slowly nodded, "You're going to need help, if they are anything like you are."

Again, he is shocked, "You would help me? Even after I lied to you for years?"

"Of course, Anakin, I am here for you," he takes a breath, "There is a serious matter we must talk about-"

"The Council?"

"Yes. They are already very suspicious, and the twins will make them even more so. Odds are the pieces will fall into place and they will learn the truth one time or another."

"You mean you won't tell them?"

"You are my brother, I won't throw you under."

The man's eyes looked away from his children; he was stunned with his master's words. They weren't what he would ever suspect to be said. It made him feel restful, accepted, "Thank you, I, I don't know what to say... thank you. I am overwhelmed... for the thousandth time today."

More pleasant time passed with open conversation, and Anakin perked up as his senses connected to his slowly waking wife. "I need to go, Padme's waking."

Obi-Wan raised his eyebrow, "By all means; say hello to your wife for me, I wish you both the best."

Anakin's eyebrows knit, "Going master?"

Chuckles, "Yes, I need sleep. This excitement has taken a lot out of me."

"Alright. Farewell my brother, may the force be with you."

"May the force be with you. Enjoy your new life Anakin; you out of all deserve it."

Skywalker nods and takes off. His master takes one last long look at the children and heads on his way.

Eerie eyes scanned the cold surface of Courasaunt from a expensive office chair. His bony fingers pressed together at the tips. He sensed a great disturbance in the force, Skywalker's children have been born, and his wife remains alive. The trap he skillfully laid has been turned upside-down by a mere chance event.

Now, he must try different tactics.

It is time for plan B.

To be continued...

A/N:

Oh yeah, cliffhanger!

And there is some fuzzy Obi and Ani moments for ya!

Again, I apologize for the unforgivable delay, and that that may be what happens again... But this story will not be left to shiver in the cold and slowly die alone and incomplete, I shall finish it!

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