When does obiwan finally send a message to anakin in forcesuprise with researcher?

It had taken him months to leave Coruscant, being kept under close
observation by the Council but Anakin doesn’t mind even if he is
getting a bit antsy about not seeing Obi-Wan. But he knows he has to
be patient.

And there’s a lot to do in the meantime, the former Chancellor
going on trial a galaxy wide news and he’s called to witness
several times over several weeks as he’s been meeting with the man
in private for years.

Qui-Gon seems to age a year in those weeks as the full extent of
Palpatine’s attempted manipulation comes to light, his hands
clenched on Anakin’s shoulders as he seems to understand that he
could have lost a second apprentice to the dark, even more then
Xanatos Fall he could have had an apprentice that became a full out
Sith.

The Order came so close to destruction that its disturbed down to its
core and even Yoda seems to have had his faith rocked.

Speaking of Yoda…

Something good had come from all of this.

Yoda’s approval, the little troll inviting Anakin and Qui-Gon to
his quarters for tea and meals and while Qui-Gon had to eat around a
few things, Anakin quite enjoyed beetle soup thank you very much.

“Old I am. Close to utter destruction I have lead the Order.”
Yoda mulled into his cup one day, confessing to the human before
smirking and peering up at Anakin, ears twitching. “Approve of you
Obi-Wan does, his sign of approval you have. Therefor my approval you
also have as dear to me Obi-Wan is.” He chuckled quietly at the
flushing alpha.

And the moment he left Coruscant, Anakin had known where to go.

Changing the course, he felt excitement bloom in his veins as the
stars passed him by like the little dots of gems they were in
hyperspace.

Alderaan.

Heart in his throat, he waited for permission to land his ship and
knew the moment he touched down on the landing pad.

Because Obi-Wan was reaching out for him, softly knocking on Anakin’s
shields in greeting even as the Jedi bowed for the escort and told
them he was there to visit a friend.

“A friend?” Senator Organa raised a brow.

“I’m here to see Ben.” Anakin offered, hopeful as he was guided by the Force.

There was silence on the landing pad for a few moments then Bail
chuckled. “If I had known it was you he was waiting for… I would
have teased him some more. Gods know he hasn’t been kind about the
Jedi order always.” He laughed before nodding. “He’s at the
palace, he just came back from a dig actually so if you’ll follow
me Knight Skywalker.” The Senator waved and dismissed the guards
who had followed him.

Anakin followed, eager and warm from the others words.

Obi-Wan had been waiting for him.

Waiting on Anakin.

Stepping into the greeting room, his eyes find Obi-Wan right off the
bat, Satine laying on the floor on a blanket where she has toys
surrounding her, bubbling happily as her carrier sits by the blanket
and cooes and croons at his little one in return.

Though when Anakin enters he looks up and smiles warmly. “There you
are. We missed you Anakin. Come say hello to Satine you silly alpha.”
Obi-Wan held out his hand.

He looked healthy, warm, his skin having gained yet more freckles and
Anakin felt weak in the knees as he dropped his bag by the door and
walked over to the two to let himself kneel down by the blanket by
the omega and the baby, giving Satine a soft croon in greeting before
leaning in and resting his forehead against the others. “I missed
you.” He whispered. “Yoda told me to bring his greeting and told
me to tell you to take care of yourself.”  

Nosing at the other slowly, Obi-Wan hummed. “Of course the old
troll said that… you look better. I’m glad, I was so worried when
I left.” He breathed out, reaching up and cupping Anakin’s cheek,
stroking his thumb beneath the others eye, caressing the bottom half
of the scar. “You were so injured and I wasn’t sure my healing
would… hold.” He murmured.

“It held. Che said you did good work for someone not trained in
healing Force.” Anakin bumped their noses together.

Smiling a bit, Obi-Wan directed his words to the doors. “Thank you
Bail for bringing him here so swiftly.”

“Any time friend. I’ll have dinner sent to your private rooms as
I imagine knight Skywalker will be staying with you?”

Obi-Wan caressed the top half of the scar with his index finger as
Anakin held his breath, not about to demand anything from the other.

The redhead smiled beautifully. “He is. So thank you Bail, we’ll
enjoy dinner in private today.” He leaned in the short distance and
covered alpha’s lips with his, Anakin melting into the redhead before
wrapping his arms as tightly as possible around the other waist.

His Obi-Wan.

When does obiwan finally send a message to anakin in forcesuprise with researcher?

It had taken him months to leave Coruscant, being kept under close
observation by the Council but Anakin doesn’t mind even if he is
getting a bit antsy about not seeing Obi-Wan. But he knows he has to
be patient.

And there’s a lot to do in the meantime, the former Chancellor
going on trial a galaxy wide news and he’s called to witness
several times over several weeks as he’s been meeting with the man
in private for years.

Qui-Gon seems to age a year in those weeks as the full extent of
Palpatine’s attempted manipulation comes to light, his hands
clenched on Anakin’s shoulders as he seems to understand that he
could have lost a second apprentice to the dark, even more then
Xanatos Fall he could have had an apprentice that became a full out
Sith.

The Order came so close to destruction that its disturbed down to its
core and even Yoda seems to have had his faith rocked.

Speaking of Yoda…

Something good had come from all of this.

Yoda’s approval, the little troll inviting Anakin and Qui-Gon to
his quarters for tea and meals and while Qui-Gon had to eat around a
few things, Anakin quite enjoyed beetle soup thank you very much.

“Old I am. Close to utter destruction I have lead the Order.”
Yoda mulled into his cup one day, confessing to the human before
smirking and peering up at Anakin, ears twitching. “Approve of you
Obi-Wan does, his sign of approval you have. Therefor my approval you
also have as dear to me Obi-Wan is.” He chuckled quietly at the
flushing alpha.

And the moment he left Coruscant, Anakin had known where to go.

Changing the course, he felt excitement bloom in his veins as the
stars passed him by like the little dots of gems they were in
hyperspace.

Alderaan.

Heart in his throat, he waited for permission to land his ship and
knew the moment he touched down on the landing pad.

Because Obi-Wan was reaching out for him, softly knocking on Anakin’s
shields in greeting even as the Jedi bowed for the escort and told
them he was there to visit a friend.

“A friend?” Senator Organa raised a brow.

“I’m here to see Ben.” Anakin offered, hopeful as he was guided by the Force.

There was silence on the landing pad for a few moments then Bail
chuckled. “If I had known it was you he was waiting for… I would
have teased him some more. Gods know he hasn’t been kind about the
Jedi order always.” He laughed before nodding. “He’s at the
palace, he just came back from a dig actually so if you’ll follow
me Knight Skywalker.” The Senator waved and dismissed the guards
who had followed him.

Anakin followed, eager and warm from the others words.

Obi-Wan had been waiting for him.

Waiting on Anakin.

Stepping into the greeting room, his eyes find Obi-Wan right off the
bat, Satine laying on the floor on a blanket where she has toys
surrounding her, bubbling happily as her carrier sits by the blanket
and cooes and croons at his little one in return.

Though when Anakin enters he looks up and smiles warmly. “There you
are. We missed you Anakin. Come say hello to Satine you silly alpha.”
Obi-Wan held out his hand.

He looked healthy, warm, his skin having gained yet more freckles and
Anakin felt weak in the knees as he dropped his bag by the door and
walked over to the two to let himself kneel down by the blanket by
the omega and the baby, giving Satine a soft croon in greeting before
leaning in and resting his forehead against the others. “I missed
you.” He whispered. “Yoda told me to bring his greeting and told
me to tell you to take care of yourself.”  

Nosing at the other slowly, Obi-Wan hummed. “Of course the old
troll said that… you look better. I’m glad, I was so worried when
I left.” He breathed out, reaching up and cupping Anakin’s cheek,
stroking his thumb beneath the others eye, caressing the bottom half
of the scar. “You were so injured and I wasn’t sure my healing
would… hold.” He murmured.

“It held. Che said you did good work for someone not trained in
healing Force.” Anakin bumped their noses together.

Smiling a bit, Obi-Wan directed his words to the doors. “Thank you
Bail for bringing him here so swiftly.”

“Any time friend. I’ll have dinner sent to your private rooms as
I imagine knight Skywalker will be staying with you?”

Obi-Wan caressed the top half of the scar with his index finger as
Anakin held his breath, not about to demand anything from the other.

The redhead smiled beautifully. “He is. So thank you Bail, we’ll
enjoy dinner in private today.” He leaned in the short distance and
covered alpha’s lips with his, Anakin melting into the redhead before
wrapping his arms as tightly as possible around the other waist.

His Obi-Wan.

Not sure if you want to go back there, but ForceSurprise with Ruins Researcher ObiWan hasn’t had any love lately… Maybe with the declaration of war (flower bouquet from the Chancellor) Obi sets up Palps to expose him as the Sith? TAKE THAT FOR UNDERESTIMATING AN OMEGA YAH JERK!! Cause don’t even TRY to threaten a Balanced Force user and his child and no you can’t have her Yoda, cause you a twit as well :p

“It was very foolish of you to take my babe from me.” Obi-Wan
said calmly as he entered the office, staring at Palpatine. “I was
actually becoming fond of you.”

Mas Amedda glanced between the omega and the beta before suddenly
making himself scarce.

Tilting his head and setting his elbows on his desk and stapling his
fingers together, Sheev raised a brow. “Me? I assu-”

“Please don’t demean us both by lying straight to my face.”
Obi-Wan sighed and rolled his shoulders. “Where is she?”

The chancellor narrowed his eyes over the tips of his stapled
fingers.

Then he shrugged and reached below the desk, picking up the infant
who continued sweetly sleeping. He stood and moved around the desk,
rocking the child carefully. “I do wish you hadn’t come here, I
will have to deal with you now if I want to keep your child as an
apprentice.”

Crossing his arms over his chest, Obi-Wan gave a low hum “You
intend to dispose of me… but you forget that I knew who you were,
the Jedi now also know it now.” He shifted a bit to the side and
let the team of Jedi into the room, smiling a bit when he saw
Anakin’s narrowed, angry eyes.

Settling the child down on one of the plush chair, Palpatine growled
quietly. “That is most unfortunate indeed… I didn’t think you’d
actually inform them.”

“I am neither Sith nor Jedi.” Obi-Wan rolled his shoulders again.
“I don’t belong to light or dark and neither can exist without
the other. Jedi and Sith are just titles in my eyes and there can be
no light or dark without each other.” He tilted his head with his
eyes falling down to the chair and his expression hardened. “But
you took something of mine and that is a transgression beyond the
balance I uphold.”

Obi-Wan raised narrowed eyes at the Sith for a few seconds before
dropping them again, the colors of the galaxy swirling through them.

Stepping aside again, Obi-Wan allowed the battle to engage while
keeping an eye on his mewling and whimpering baby, only jerking a bit
when Anakin got a saber buried in his guts and all the Jedi fell
injured and even dead in some cases.

Weakened, pained, still so fresh from the birth of his daughter.

Anakin despaired because Sheev’s victory was almost assured and
there was nothing he could do to stop it.

“Well, I may have to flee, but there are other chances for galactic
power, especially with such an apprentice as your child will become.”
The Sith sneered.

And then Obi-Wan spoke. “I am molting lava bursting from the crust
of the earth.” He straightened, seemed suddenly taller and bigger.
“I am lighting on a cloudless day.” His voice grew and Palpatine
was hissing as Obi-Wan’s aura grew with power and colors, reaching
out into every spot of the Senate. “I am the eye of the hurricane.”
Wind seemed to fill the halls and Anakin felt like air was being
pulled from his lungs. “I am balance.”

He moved with such speed that Anakin, nor any of the other Jedi could
follow it.

He had expected violence.

Obi-Wan did nothing of the sort.

The world felt frozen as he rested two fingers against the
Chancellor’s forehead. “And you Sheev Palpatine, Darth Sidious,
Supreme Chancellor and Hydra’s head of the Confederate of
Independent Systems, are not.”

Palpatine froze and then he collapsed to the floor as Obi-Wan turned
and moved to the chair where Satine was still laying safely, smiling
softly as he picked her up. “There you are, you’re going to drive
me to all worries aren’t you?” He whispered before moving towards
the still frozen Jedi, heading towards his potential mate.

Obi-Wan knelt by Anakin’s side, his eyes still shifting colors as
he did. “I am water from the wellspring.” He whispered, voice so
soft as he rested his hand on Anakin’s stomach first while holding
Satine. “I am the blooming flower in the sunlight.” His hands
glowed and the alpha could feel healing Force gently prod at his
injuries before sealing and healing in an accelerated speed. “I am
a breeze on summer days.” Obi-Wan seemed to grow smaller, pull back
into himself. “I am balance.”

His eyes were still changing colors and he stroked Anakin’s cheek
before he leaned in as his healing had finished what it could,
putting his lips to the others ear. “The Jedi are not very
accepting of the dark, they will want to confine me since they will consider me dark for this. I can’t allow
that. When you all wake up again, I’ll be long gone but come find
me. You’ll know where when I’m ready. Palpatine will no longer be a problem… after all, a Sith is only dangerous as long as he can use the Force, which Palpatine no longer can.” He pressed a soft kiss
to his alpha’s cheek before getting up and moving out of the
Chancellor’s office at a sedate pace, Satine’s soft mewling
filling the air until the door shut behind him.

Anakin finally passed out.

Not sure if you want to go back there, but ForceSurprise with Ruins Researcher ObiWan hasn’t had any love lately… Maybe with the declaration of war (flower bouquet from the Chancellor) Obi sets up Palps to expose him as the Sith? TAKE THAT FOR UNDERESTIMATING AN OMEGA YAH JERK!! Cause don’t even TRY to threaten a Balanced Force user and his child and no you can’t have her Yoda, cause you a twit as well :p

“It was very foolish of you to take my babe from me.” Obi-Wan
said calmly as he entered the office, staring at Palpatine. “I was
actually becoming fond of you.”

Mas Amedda glanced between the omega and the beta before suddenly
making himself scarce.

Tilting his head and setting his elbows on his desk and stapling his
fingers together, Sheev raised a brow. “Me? I assu-”

“Please don’t demean us both by lying straight to my face.”
Obi-Wan sighed and rolled his shoulders. “Where is she?”

The chancellor narrowed his eyes over the tips of his stapled
fingers.

Then he shrugged and reached below the desk, picking up the infant
who continued sweetly sleeping. He stood and moved around the desk,
rocking the child carefully. “I do wish you hadn’t come here, I
will have to deal with you now if I want to keep your child as an
apprentice.”

Crossing his arms over his chest, Obi-Wan gave a low hum “You
intend to dispose of me… but you forget that I knew who you were,
the Jedi now also know it now.” He shifted a bit to the side and
let the team of Jedi into the room, smiling a bit when he saw
Anakin’s narrowed, angry eyes.

Settling the child down on one of the plush chair, Palpatine growled
quietly. “That is most unfortunate indeed… I didn’t think you’d
actually inform them.”

“I am neither Sith nor Jedi.” Obi-Wan rolled his shoulders again.
“I don’t belong to light or dark and neither can exist without
the other. Jedi and Sith are just titles in my eyes and there can be
no light or dark without each other.” He tilted his head with his
eyes falling down to the chair and his expression hardened. “But
you took something of mine and that is a transgression beyond the
balance I uphold.”

Obi-Wan raised narrowed eyes at the Sith for a few seconds before
dropping them again, the colors of the galaxy swirling through them.

Stepping aside again, Obi-Wan allowed the battle to engage while
keeping an eye on his mewling and whimpering baby, only jerking a bit
when Anakin got a saber buried in his guts and all the Jedi fell
injured and even dead in some cases.

Weakened, pained, still so fresh from the birth of his daughter.

Anakin despaired because Sheev’s victory was almost assured and
there was nothing he could do to stop it.

“Well, I may have to flee, but there are other chances for galactic
power, especially with such an apprentice as your child will become.”
The Sith sneered.

And then Obi-Wan spoke. “I am molting lava bursting from the crust
of the earth.” He straightened, seemed suddenly taller and bigger.
“I am lighting on a cloudless day.” His voice grew and Palpatine
was hissing as Obi-Wan’s aura grew with power and colors, reaching
out into every spot of the Senate. “I am the eye of the hurricane.”
Wind seemed to fill the halls and Anakin felt like air was being
pulled from his lungs. “I am balance.”

He moved with such speed that Anakin, nor any of the other Jedi could
follow it.

He had expected violence.

Obi-Wan did nothing of the sort.

The world felt frozen as he rested two fingers against the
Chancellor’s forehead. “And you Sheev Palpatine, Darth Sidious,
Supreme Chancellor and Hydra’s head of the Confederate of
Independent Systems, are not.”

Palpatine froze and then he collapsed to the floor as Obi-Wan turned
and moved to the chair where Satine was still laying safely, smiling
softly as he picked her up. “There you are, you’re going to drive
me to all worries aren’t you?” He whispered before moving towards
the still frozen Jedi, heading towards his potential mate.

Obi-Wan knelt by Anakin’s side, his eyes still shifting colors as
he did. “I am water from the wellspring.” He whispered, voice so
soft as he rested his hand on Anakin’s stomach first while holding
Satine. “I am the blooming flower in the sunlight.” His hands
glowed and the alpha could feel healing Force gently prod at his
injuries before sealing and healing in an accelerated speed. “I am
a breeze on summer days.” Obi-Wan seemed to grow smaller, pull back
into himself. “I am balance.”

His eyes were still changing colors and he stroked Anakin’s cheek
before he leaned in as his healing had finished what it could,
putting his lips to the others ear. “The Jedi are not very
accepting of the dark, they will want to confine me since they will consider me dark for this. I can’t allow
that. When you all wake up again, I’ll be long gone but come find
me. You’ll know where when I’m ready. Palpatine will no longer be a problem… after all, a Sith is only dangerous as long as he can use the Force, which Palpatine no longer can.” He pressed a soft kiss
to his alpha’s cheek before getting up and moving out of the
Chancellor’s office at a sedate pace, Satine’s soft mewling
filling the air until the door shut behind him.

Anakin finally passed out.

It’s me again! Sorry it’s been a while – I’ve been off doing Adult things like College and Work but I am back with some asks! — I just got caught up on #ForceSurprise and I am in LOVE! Baby Satine is already gotten a hold of my heart – Can we get some cutsie fluffy times? Maybe Anakin not knowing how to deal with babies? Sheeve sending a «Congrats» message through flowers that only Obi-wan understands and it prickles him?

Taking a small shuffling walk, Obi-Wan felt his lower half twinge
with pain but continued moving forward along the rails as the Healer
kept an eye on him. “You are doing great Master Kenobi. Once you
can move without supports, we’ll let you out of the Halls and back
to your room.” She assured him with a warm smile.

“I know, I know urk. Its just frustrating, I had no idea my hips
would ache this much.” Obi-Wan grunted and then sighed a bit. “I
knew I was pushing a giant melon out of a lemon sized hole but come
on…”

Healer Mira giggled a bit a the image but nodded. “Honestly you’re
doing great, as I said, once you can move without needing support,
we’ll let you go back since we can be sure you can carry your baby
around then. If it wasn’t for that we’d let you go back now but
you do kind of need your hands to support yourself at the moment.”

Obi-Wan just waved one hand at her, using the other on the rail
still. “I know. I’m not angry at you. I’m annoyed at myself.
Technically speaking I’m all healed up thanks to the Jedi Healers,
its just residual soreness that’s making all of this difficult.”

“The mind is a powerful thing. If it tells you your body is hurt
and sore, it will make your body believe it.” Mira hummed then
tapped something into her pad. “But hey, at least you have some
help.” The two looked over to where Anakin was awkwardly sitting
with Satine in his arms, looking kind of stiff.

Obi-Wan smirked. “Don’t drop her.”

“I won’t.” The man squeaked.

“Or squish her.” Obi-Wan added and Mira covered her mouth up with
a tiny giggle as the blond alpha’s eyes went wide.

“I can DO that?” He whispered in horror and looked down at the
sleeping Satine. “I’m not going to do that.”

“I do hope not, I pushed that thing out of me, I would be severely
angry should something happen to the nugget.” Obi-Wan continued
moving steadily. “And then I might have to pull your beating heart
out of your chest with my bare hand.”

Both Anakin and Mira stared at him.

“What? That is my baby and said baby is going to become a capable
adult that will kick everyone’s ass. But until she can, I kick
ass.” The omega snorted.

Anakin slowly looked towards the healer. “I can’t tell if he’s
joking or not.”

“I don’t think he’s joking. But hey, parents tend to be
protective of their babies.” Mira shrugged and then moved to
provide support for Obi-Wan’s walk back to his room.

“Come along knight Skywalker, bring the baby or there will be hell
to pay.” Obi-Wan offered cheerfully, sniggering a bit when Anakin
got up to follow instantly. ‘Such a cute puffer fish he is.’ He
grinned at the healer.

As if she was reading his mind, she raised her brows in amusement and
shook her head, helping Obi-Wan to his bed and letting him settle in.
“Oh, seems you have a gift.” She noted, eyeing the flowers on the
stand next to the bed. “Those are quite pretty.”

Watching Anakin place Satine down, Obi-Wan just gave a low hum. “I’ll
take a look at them in a moment.”

“As you say papa krayt dragon.” She laughed, heading out since
Obi-Wan wouldn’t need her anymore and there were always others who
did.

“I can’t really squish her, can I?” Anakin questioned from
where he was standing by Satine’s bassinet, which had been placed
close to the changing table for Obi-Wan’s sake since he mainly
wanted to take care of her himself.

“She’s just a little baby, enough pressure and pop. But I trust
you. I was joking earlier.” Obi-Wan chortled as the blond came over
to him and sat on the bedside. “Now lets see about these flowers.”
He reached out to them to nab the card in the bouquet.

Flickering it open, he gave it a quick read and then narrowed his
eyes slightly, feeling Anakin watching him curiously as he did.
Obi-Wan then glanced at the flowers quickly.

“So?” Anakin finally questioned.

“Its from the chancellor.” Obi-Wan hummed, still flickering his
eyes over the flowers even as Anakin perked up and started speaking
about how nice that was of the old man.

‘If you don’t know flower language then yes. Alright old man, you
declaring war on me in flowers is a shitty move. But don’t worry. I
know my game.’ Obi-Wan reached out, picking up the gargrell flower
in the mist of the bouquet, staring at the fiery orange color.

His lips pursed as he did. ‘Like the color of lava on Mustafar.’

It’s me again! Sorry it’s been a while – I’ve been off doing Adult things like College and Work but I am back with some asks! — I just got caught up on #ForceSurprise and I am in LOVE! Baby Satine is already gotten a hold of my heart – Can we get some cutsie fluffy times? Maybe Anakin not knowing how to deal with babies? Sheeve sending a «Congrats» message through flowers that only Obi-wan understands and it prickles him?

Taking a small shuffling walk, Obi-Wan felt his lower half twinge
with pain but continued moving forward along the rails as the Healer
kept an eye on him. “You are doing great Master Kenobi. Once you
can move without supports, we’ll let you out of the Halls and back
to your room.” She assured him with a warm smile.

“I know, I know urk. Its just frustrating, I had no idea my hips
would ache this much.” Obi-Wan grunted and then sighed a bit. “I
knew I was pushing a giant melon out of a lemon sized hole but come
on…”

Healer Mira giggled a bit a the image but nodded. “Honestly you’re
doing great, as I said, once you can move without needing support,
we’ll let you go back since we can be sure you can carry your baby
around then. If it wasn’t for that we’d let you go back now but
you do kind of need your hands to support yourself at the moment.”

Obi-Wan just waved one hand at her, using the other on the rail
still. “I know. I’m not angry at you. I’m annoyed at myself.
Technically speaking I’m all healed up thanks to the Jedi Healers,
its just residual soreness that’s making all of this difficult.”

“The mind is a powerful thing. If it tells you your body is hurt
and sore, it will make your body believe it.” Mira hummed then
tapped something into her pad. “But hey, at least you have some
help.” The two looked over to where Anakin was awkwardly sitting
with Satine in his arms, looking kind of stiff.

Obi-Wan smirked. “Don’t drop her.”

“I won’t.” The man squeaked.

“Or squish her.” Obi-Wan added and Mira covered her mouth up with
a tiny giggle as the blond alpha’s eyes went wide.

“I can DO that?” He whispered in horror and looked down at the
sleeping Satine. “I’m not going to do that.”

“I do hope not, I pushed that thing out of me, I would be severely
angry should something happen to the nugget.” Obi-Wan continued
moving steadily. “And then I might have to pull your beating heart
out of your chest with my bare hand.”

Both Anakin and Mira stared at him.

“What? That is my baby and said baby is going to become a capable
adult that will kick everyone’s ass. But until she can, I kick
ass.” The omega snorted.

Anakin slowly looked towards the healer. “I can’t tell if he’s
joking or not.”

“I don’t think he’s joking. But hey, parents tend to be
protective of their babies.” Mira shrugged and then moved to
provide support for Obi-Wan’s walk back to his room.

“Come along knight Skywalker, bring the baby or there will be hell
to pay.” Obi-Wan offered cheerfully, sniggering a bit when Anakin
got up to follow instantly. ‘Such a cute puffer fish he is.’ He
grinned at the healer.

As if she was reading his mind, she raised her brows in amusement and
shook her head, helping Obi-Wan to his bed and letting him settle in.
“Oh, seems you have a gift.” She noted, eyeing the flowers on the
stand next to the bed. “Those are quite pretty.”

Watching Anakin place Satine down, Obi-Wan just gave a low hum. “I’ll
take a look at them in a moment.”

“As you say papa krayt dragon.” She laughed, heading out since
Obi-Wan wouldn’t need her anymore and there were always others who
did.

“I can’t really squish her, can I?” Anakin questioned from
where he was standing by Satine’s bassinet, which had been placed
close to the changing table for Obi-Wan’s sake since he mainly
wanted to take care of her himself.

“She’s just a little baby, enough pressure and pop. But I trust
you. I was joking earlier.” Obi-Wan chortled as the blond came over
to him and sat on the bedside. “Now lets see about these flowers.”
He reached out to them to nab the card in the bouquet.

Flickering it open, he gave it a quick read and then narrowed his
eyes slightly, feeling Anakin watching him curiously as he did.
Obi-Wan then glanced at the flowers quickly.

“So?” Anakin finally questioned.

“Its from the chancellor.” Obi-Wan hummed, still flickering his
eyes over the flowers even as Anakin perked up and started speaking
about how nice that was of the old man.

‘If you don’t know flower language then yes. Alright old man, you
declaring war on me in flowers is a shitty move. But don’t worry. I
know my game.’ Obi-Wan reached out, picking up the gargrell flower
in the mist of the bouquet, staring at the fiery orange color.

His lips pursed as he did. ‘Like the color of lava on Mustafar.’

sheev’s plans for mpreg ruins-researcher!obiwan. #forcesuprise verse why does he want the child over obiwan? Simple power? is there something that will change his mind?

An apprentice
raised from birth to be loyal, an apprentice just as powerful as
Skywalker. It would take more time of course, would make Sheev older
but he was patient, he had been more then patient before and he could
be so again.

Beside…

There were ways to
extend ones life if you were willing.

Palpatine shifted
in his seat and turned towards the window, staring out of it with a
small smirk. “Oh dear Obi-Wan… your threats, while delightful,
does not frighten me.” He chuckled quietly, shaking his head.

It would be to bad
to kill him but if it could gain Palpatine some youth… well
everyone served their purpose.

‘Its a pity I
can’t convince him to work with me against the Jedi, his disdain of
them were so… delightful.’ He licked his lips slowly.

()()()

“You need to
breath Obi-Wan.” Plo held gently around the redhead as he helped
him move. “I know this is painful but you need to take deep
breaths.” He murmured out quietly.

“I am in labor,
my back and pelvis hurts.” Obi-Wan hissed out through his teeth. “I
want to murd-Ah!”

He whimpered a bit
as another contraction hit but continued walking with Plo, the Kel
Dor’s arm around his waist.

“I’m not sure
this is HELPING.”

“Its not meant
to directly help, its meant to distract you from the pain and
hopefully quicken the labor. The faster is over, the faster you can
no longer be in pain.” One healer said brightly as she rushed past
him.

Yoda gave a low
snort where he was sitting on a chair and Obi-Wan threw both a sever
glare before crying out again. “And where the KARK is
Skywalker!?!?”

By the time
Skywalker came rushing into the Halls, it was all over.

Obi-Wan was gently
stroking the tip of a button nose with a small smile as he held a
green bundle in his arms.

“Before you as,
her name is Satine. Figured her name sake would be honored since the
Duchess was rather fond of me.” He offered, voice slightly raspy
and sounding tired as Anakin stared at him.

“Contact her you
should, tell her.” Yoda snorted, waving his cane at Obi-Wan before
smiling. “Happy you seem. Happier.” He offered before eyeing
Anakin for a long moment as the alpha slowly inched closer to the
bed.

He narrowed his
eyes slowly.

Anakin froze.

Obi-Wan quietly
watched them.

And then Yoda
snorted and waved his cane again. “Convince me you do not have to.
Convince Mace you will have to.” He shrugged. “Retiring I am from
my position, teach the Initiates I think its time for. Resign my
position in the council perhaps.”

“Would give you
more time. Perhaps its time to stop being the honorable one and
instead being the fun one?” Obi-Wan hummed, nuzzling at his little
pink babe.

“See we shall.”
The green imp gave a smirk. “Amusing Mace face will be. Stay to
watch him argue with Skywalker I might.”

Sitting down on
Obi-Wan’s bedside slowly, Anakin gave the other Jedi a wary look.
“I didn’t expect you of all people to give in so easily…”

“Bah, old I am.
Hoped for Obi-Wan to take over for me one day I did. Threw him out
despite my best efforts the others did.” Yoda sighed. “Meddle
only so far I can… and no damsel or gentleman in distress Obi-Wan
is. Kick your ass he can.” He jumped off his seat and smirked
again. “Time to see the order shaken up a bit it is. Perhaps do so
you will.”

The two watched
the old man go before Anakin looked at Obi-Wan in question. Obi-Wan
shrugged a bit. “You kind of have his blessings I guess, final
decision is up to me after all.” He smirked at him before showing
him the little babe.

Oh she was so pink
but she was clean, eyes closed with a soft looking button nose and a
tiny tuft of copper hair.

“She’s
beautiful.” The knight grinned, looking at Obi-Wan for permission
before reaching out and stroking her nose like he had seen Obi-Wan
do.

The little one
scrunched her nose up but didn’t open her eyes, only wiggled a bit
in the swaddled hold she was in.

Obi-Wan hummed,
eyes flashing a bit before smiling. “She is. And she’s mine. No
one’s going to take her from me.” He offered lightly.

That almost
sounded like a warning.

Anakin wondered
for who.

sheev’s plans for mpreg ruins-researcher!obiwan. #forcesuprise verse why does he want the child over obiwan? Simple power? is there something that will change his mind?

An apprentice
raised from birth to be loyal, an apprentice just as powerful as
Skywalker. It would take more time of course, would make Sheev older
but he was patient, he had been more then patient before and he could
be so again.

Beside…

There were ways to
extend ones life if you were willing.

Palpatine shifted
in his seat and turned towards the window, staring out of it with a
small smirk. “Oh dear Obi-Wan… your threats, while delightful,
does not frighten me.” He chuckled quietly, shaking his head.

It would be to bad
to kill him but if it could gain Palpatine some youth… well
everyone served their purpose.

‘Its a pity I
can’t convince him to work with me against the Jedi, his disdain of
them were so… delightful.’ He licked his lips slowly.

()()()

“You need to
breath Obi-Wan.” Plo held gently around the redhead as he helped
him move. “I know this is painful but you need to take deep
breaths.” He murmured out quietly.

“I am in labor,
my back and pelvis hurts.” Obi-Wan hissed out through his teeth. “I
want to murd-Ah!”

He whimpered a bit
as another contraction hit but continued walking with Plo, the Kel
Dor’s arm around his waist.

“I’m not sure
this is HELPING.”

“Its not meant
to directly help, its meant to distract you from the pain and
hopefully quicken the labor. The faster is over, the faster you can
no longer be in pain.” One healer said brightly as she rushed past
him.

Yoda gave a low
snort where he was sitting on a chair and Obi-Wan threw both a sever
glare before crying out again. “And where the KARK is
Skywalker!?!?”

By the time
Skywalker came rushing into the Halls, it was all over.

Obi-Wan was gently
stroking the tip of a button nose with a small smile as he held a
green bundle in his arms.

“Before you as,
her name is Satine. Figured her name sake would be honored since the
Duchess was rather fond of me.” He offered, voice slightly raspy
and sounding tired as Anakin stared at him.

“Contact her you
should, tell her.” Yoda snorted, waving his cane at Obi-Wan before
smiling. “Happy you seem. Happier.” He offered before eyeing
Anakin for a long moment as the alpha slowly inched closer to the
bed.

He narrowed his
eyes slowly.

Anakin froze.

Obi-Wan quietly
watched them.

And then Yoda
snorted and waved his cane again. “Convince me you do not have to.
Convince Mace you will have to.” He shrugged. “Retiring I am from
my position, teach the Initiates I think its time for. Resign my
position in the council perhaps.”

“Would give you
more time. Perhaps its time to stop being the honorable one and
instead being the fun one?” Obi-Wan hummed, nuzzling at his little
pink babe.

“See we shall.”
The green imp gave a smirk. “Amusing Mace face will be. Stay to
watch him argue with Skywalker I might.”

Sitting down on
Obi-Wan’s bedside slowly, Anakin gave the other Jedi a wary look.
“I didn’t expect you of all people to give in so easily…”

“Bah, old I am.
Hoped for Obi-Wan to take over for me one day I did. Threw him out
despite my best efforts the others did.” Yoda sighed. “Meddle
only so far I can… and no damsel or gentleman in distress Obi-Wan
is. Kick your ass he can.” He jumped off his seat and smirked
again. “Time to see the order shaken up a bit it is. Perhaps do so
you will.”

The two watched
the old man go before Anakin looked at Obi-Wan in question. Obi-Wan
shrugged a bit. “You kind of have his blessings I guess, final
decision is up to me after all.” He smirked at him before showing
him the little babe.

Oh she was so pink
but she was clean, eyes closed with a soft looking button nose and a
tiny tuft of copper hair.

“She’s
beautiful.” The knight grinned, looking at Obi-Wan for permission
before reaching out and stroking her nose like he had seen Obi-Wan
do.

The little one
scrunched her nose up but didn’t open her eyes, only wiggled a bit
in the swaddled hold she was in.

Obi-Wan hummed,
eyes flashing a bit before smiling. “She is. And she’s mine. No
one’s going to take her from me.” He offered lightly.

That almost
sounded like a warning.

Anakin wondered
for who.

Hello, in the last Forcesurprise Obiwan implied that he might leave. Is this just a little trip before the babies born to give himself some room to breathe? would anakin, thinking he was leaving permanently, leave the order and follow him?

“Where
would you go?”

Obi-Wan looked up and raised a brow at the blond who shifted on his
feet. “I’m sorry?”

Slowly moving into the guest quarters, Anakin made his way to the
couch with his eyes on Obi-Wan. “You said you might leave, where
would you go?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure. Perhaps Naboo. Perhaps Alderaan.” The
omega kept a close eye on the other and then sighed. “Honestly
Skywalker, I’m not leaving forever. I’m just starting to feel a
bit…cooped here.”

“Cooped?”

Patting the couch to get the other to sit down, Obi-Wan mulled over
how to explain it to the attached alpha. “While some are starting
to understand that I am more then an incubator for a spare ‘chosen
one’, I still feel that I am being watched too much. Its tiring. I
am also coming towards the end of my lecturing. And to the birth of
my child. I don’t want to give birth in the temple.” He gave a
frustrated breath.

“I
guess I can understand if you put it like that.” Anakin rubbed the
back of his neck. “I had hoped…” He cut himself off.

“…I know you approve of me Skywalker, but am I really such a
datable prospect?” Obi-Wan sighed at him. “I am pregnant.”

“And I’m sure your baby will be lovely.” The knight smiled at
him. “I like you for who you are and you… you’re very smart and
I find that…well intimidating but also lovely.” Anakin confessed.

“Intimidating…well that’s something.” Obi-Wan snorted before
tilting his head as he watched the other.

“I’m
not a bad alpha. I promise. I wouldn’t…I like you just as you
are.” Anakin reached out, brushing his fingertips over the top of
the others hand, tracing the knuckles lightly. “Just as sassy and
mouthy and terrifying and
awe inspiring…” He whispered then glanced up, staring at the
other in surprise. “…You’re blushing.”

“…I didn’t expect you to say that.” Obi-Wan cleared his
throat and looked away. “You’re a Jedi though, that would be a
terribl-”

“We’re not forbidden from having mates.” Anakin offered, a bit
desperate. “They can’t really… I mean its part of our biology.
And Yoda likes you, he likes you a lot more then me.” He grinned
before sighing. “I just…I don’t…want you to leave. Not when
I’m just figuring out how much I like you. And its safer here.”
He swallowed. “What if you’re mid transit when the baby comes?”

Obi-Wan looked away, frowning a bit.

“I
won’t stop you if you do but…please consider it properly?”
Anakin softly begged, still
tracing the back of the others hand with his fingertips, wishing he
could grab the others hand and lace their fingers together.

“I’m making no promise but…I’ll think about it at least.”
Obi-Wan finally and honestly, that was more then Anakin had expected.

The two sat in silence for a while.

“…I like this honest side of you.” Obi-Wan chuckled quietly and
Anakin beamed. “Its better then when you try to misdirect since
you’re rather bad at it.” He teased.

“I prefer bluntness and honesty so I never got really good at all
the diplomatic crap though I can do it I just prefer not to.”
Anakin confessed sheepishly.

“You’re a bad Jedi then.” Obi-Wan teased gently, reaching up
and tapping the blond gently on the nose. “But I think I like you.”
He seemed softer, more welcoming then before.

Anakin felt his heart pound at that and on a limb, carefully did what
he had wanted and laced their hands together, holding onto Obi-Wan’s
hand. “Yeah?” He whispered, tone hopeful.

“Yes.” Obi-Wan chuckled softly, smiling at him.

Hello, in the last Forcesurprise Obiwan implied that he might leave. Is this just a little trip before the babies born to give himself some room to breathe? would anakin, thinking he was leaving permanently, leave the order and follow him?

“Where
would you go?”

Obi-Wan looked up and raised a brow at the blond who shifted on his
feet. “I’m sorry?”

Slowly moving into the guest quarters, Anakin made his way to the
couch with his eyes on Obi-Wan. “You said you might leave, where
would you go?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure. Perhaps Naboo. Perhaps Alderaan.” The
omega kept a close eye on the other and then sighed. “Honestly
Skywalker, I’m not leaving forever. I’m just starting to feel a
bit…cooped here.”

“Cooped?”

Patting the couch to get the other to sit down, Obi-Wan mulled over
how to explain it to the attached alpha. “While some are starting
to understand that I am more then an incubator for a spare ‘chosen
one’, I still feel that I am being watched too much. Its tiring. I
am also coming towards the end of my lecturing. And to the birth of
my child. I don’t want to give birth in the temple.” He gave a
frustrated breath.

“I
guess I can understand if you put it like that.” Anakin rubbed the
back of his neck. “I had hoped…” He cut himself off.

“…I know you approve of me Skywalker, but am I really such a
datable prospect?” Obi-Wan sighed at him. “I am pregnant.”

“And I’m sure your baby will be lovely.” The knight smiled at
him. “I like you for who you are and you… you’re very smart and
I find that…well intimidating but also lovely.” Anakin confessed.

“Intimidating…well that’s something.” Obi-Wan snorted before
tilting his head as he watched the other.

“I’m
not a bad alpha. I promise. I wouldn’t…I like you just as you
are.” Anakin reached out, brushing his fingertips over the top of
the others hand, tracing the knuckles lightly. “Just as sassy and
mouthy and terrifying and
awe inspiring…” He whispered then glanced up, staring at the
other in surprise. “…You’re blushing.”

“…I didn’t expect you to say that.” Obi-Wan cleared his
throat and looked away. “You’re a Jedi though, that would be a
terribl-”

“We’re not forbidden from having mates.” Anakin offered, a bit
desperate. “They can’t really… I mean its part of our biology.
And Yoda likes you, he likes you a lot more then me.” He grinned
before sighing. “I just…I don’t…want you to leave. Not when
I’m just figuring out how much I like you. And its safer here.”
He swallowed. “What if you’re mid transit when the baby comes?”

Obi-Wan looked away, frowning a bit.

“I
won’t stop you if you do but…please consider it properly?”
Anakin softly begged, still
tracing the back of the others hand with his fingertips, wishing he
could grab the others hand and lace their fingers together.

“I’m making no promise but…I’ll think about it at least.”
Obi-Wan finally and honestly, that was more then Anakin had expected.

The two sat in silence for a while.

“…I like this honest side of you.” Obi-Wan chuckled quietly and
Anakin beamed. “Its better then when you try to misdirect since
you’re rather bad at it.” He teased.

“I prefer bluntness and honesty so I never got really good at all
the diplomatic crap though I can do it I just prefer not to.”
Anakin confessed sheepishly.

“You’re a bad Jedi then.” Obi-Wan teased gently, reaching up
and tapping the blond gently on the nose. “But I think I like you.”
He seemed softer, more welcoming then before.

Anakin felt his heart pound at that and on a limb, carefully did what
he had wanted and laced their hands together, holding onto Obi-Wan’s
hand. “Yeah?” He whispered, tone hopeful.

“Yes.” Obi-Wan chuckled softly, smiling at him.