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Aaaaah no you’re evil! Burning bird! Obi needs support!

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Kicking
lightly at a charred limb, Yan grimaced before nodding and looking at
Qui-Gon. “Well, I didn’t expect that darkside backlash but he’s
dead as a mummified corpse at this point,” He said in a raspy tone
thanks
to the backlash though his voice was filled
with vicious satisfaction before turning a smile on the trooper who
turned the man into cinders. “Well done… Kero
yes? A suitable name.”
He offered in a drawl, as if he hadn’t been bleeding from
a
nosebleed moments before, as if both him and Qui-Gon hadn’t
collapsed because of the amount of darkside energy going through them
with the trooper giving a jaunty wave now
that the two are back on their feet.

Kero
felt way too giddy for what he had done so Qui-Gon assumed he was
somewhat pyromaniac, not the first trooper Qui-Gon met with that
inclination honestly but
he was really more worried about the dark wave of energy they had
felt.

It
would honestly not
shock Qui-Gon to know the entire planet felt the tsunami of dark
energy and especially the temple regardless how far away it was from
these slums of Coruscant. ‘I do hope
none of the younglings were scared by it…’ Qui-Gon frowned to
himself while rubbing his beard. ‘Oh who am I kidding, we’re
going to hear from the crechemaster about this, the babies are sure
to have been woken up.’ He breathed out heavily because
if there was one thing he hated doing it was waking the babies.

“Hopefully
the Jedi in the long term ward haven’t been effected by this,”
Yan suddenly announced as
he turned back from Kero
and Qui-Gon gaze snapped sharply to him, blinking before wincing with
guilt as he hadn’t even considered the long term patients.
“Force knows those people have it bad enough.” Yan
finished in a weary rumble.

“Yes,
though maybe this is for the better? If the Force clears up thanks to
this,” Qui-Gon glanced down at the dead corpse at their feet.
“Maybe the long term visions and preconception ward will have a few
empty beds because they can gather themselves a bit more…” He
trailed off thoughtfully.

Shrugging,
Yan moved away as the Judaical finally arrived to take scope of the
scene though the troopers still ran the show with Qui-Gon only
staying to observe since the Judaical had no idea about Sith related
things, they were only there since Palpatine was convicted of other
crimes. It would honestly shock Qui-Gon if any of the law enforcement
knew what a Sith was, outside of the troopers and Jedi, no one really
cared anymore what a Sith was despite old
wars being fought by Sith on Coruscant.
“Potentially Qui-Gon,
but we can’t rely on that for sure. Coruscant’s
only life is the beings who roam it, its become a planet of metal.”
Yan stated seriously as he threw the bloody handkerchief into a
nearby trashcan with a little frivolous use of the Force.

About
to respond, Qui-Gon blinked as his comm started squealing only to
jerk when moments later so did Yan’s.

Stepping
further from the crime scene, Qui-Gon jerked his comm off his belt as
Yan came closer to listen. “Jinn.” He greeted shortly only
to blink when there was a canopy of voices on the other side which
had him exchanging a. confused look with Yan

About
to repeat himself to
try and get a proper answer,
Mace finally responded on
the other end.
“JINN!” The council member roared, almost making Qui-Gon drop his
comm in
sheer surprise.
“Get your ass back in the temple! Kenobi’s giving birth!” The
man’s voice seemed to echo a bit.

Oh
wait, that was just in Qui-Gon’s mind, Mace
still speaking but Qui-Gon’s mind had kind of gone numb on him with
the information that Obi-Wan was at this moment giving birth but that
couldn’t be right because… that was too early, wasn’t it?

He
was still frozen when Yan snatched the comm out of his hand to reply
that they were on their way, the Serenno’s
Count
dragging Qui-Gon to the skycar one of the troopers had jumped into to
get ready since all the troopers were kind of pinging with surprise
and some minor shock and some part of Qui-Gon imagined that Commander
Cody would get a message very quickly as
the troopers muttered between themselves.

He
scrambled with numb hands to get the seat belt on after being shoved
into the back, Yan in the front with the trooper who was kind enough
to drive them. “Quickly, it sounded like full panic back there,”
He urged the man before turning his head to look at Qui-Gon. “Its
too early.” He said grimly.

“The
backlash,” Qui-Gon groaned, the wind picking up around them as they
took off. “Obi-Wan must have been exposed to it after the high
stress situation Palpatine had put him through not to mention in his
condition… Force Anakin.” He gasped in realization.

The
noises he had heard, that faint thrilling, shrill noise in the back
of the comm…

Yan
nodded sharply. “As the dominant and older mate, his instincts are
to protect, especially after the abduction. That the babies are
coming early will not improve anything and the healers may need to
keep him from the delivery room depending on how he’s behaving…
especially if he can’t control the Force outputs he has at this
moment.” He continued in the same grim tone.

Swallowing
heavily, looking towards the temple, Qui-Gon gripped his hands in his
leggings as he understood he needed to get to the temple and keep a
hold of his old padawan because Obi-Wan wasn’t able to at this
moment.

‘Force
Obi-Wan… you have to make it through this.’

Poor Cody in HoarderSeer! (Didn’t stop me from laughing though).

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Admittedly
he felt a bit better after spending time with Obi-Wan, the two curled
up on the couch for a few hours had done wonders and it had been nice
to go over the storage of baby clothes that the Jedi had apparently
been stocking up on.

Obi-Wan
had sheepishly and a bit embarrassed
admitted that he thought it was for the troopers, having started
weeks ago to start a storage and Cody could see how the other would
believe that considering Boil was well into his pregnancy.

And
Obi-Wan had packaged up a present for the man that Cody was to give
over to the man.

But
the trip back gave him time to panic a bit too because holy Force
gods, four babies!?

How
were they suppose to… that was just not…

Just
wow.

And
then there was the whole thing with males being a bit more fragile in
the condition they were in when pregnant, all of the 212th
had read up on that for Boil’s sake and they were gently
encouraging him to take it easy and so far it seemed to have been
working.

Boil
was of course reluctant but he was slowing down enough to not put
undue stress on his body, finding alternative exercise compared to
the heavy duty the vode usually had.

And
that was with one
baby.

Obi-Wan
had four in him!

Stomping
into
the barracks and making his way for the rec rooms,
Cody first threw a package at Waxer when
he saw him as
he didn’t want to hit Boil with it in
his condition
and then he continued forward to the hidden wall slot that command
officially did not know about and therefor did not have to report as
a few vode started to clue in on Cody’s slightly to pale skin and
his scrunched up facial expression.

“Um,
Code’s?” Rex paused the game between himself and Wolffe, frowning
at the commander as Cody dug around the wall slot.

Then
he yelped and rushed around the table as Cody dragged out a bottle of
home brewed rotgut and started chugging directly from the bottle,
tilting his head back as he drank. Cody only raised his his hand and
held Rex back as the blond tried to grab the bottle from him and only
stopped after having the fill of alcohol he wanted because damn it,
that shot of Obi-Wan’s whiskey had not been enough.

This
time when
the blond lunged for the booze, Cody
let Rex snatch the bottle from him as he wiped his mouth with the
back of his hand and gave a large burp.

“Okay,
I was curious when I heard General Kenobi summoned you, now I’m
actually worried,” Wolffe smirked at him, the actual concern buried
beneath his usual sarcasm. “So, what’s up, Ventress come and fuck
up the temple or something? Leave her panties in your General’s
room? Or another fan?” He teased.

Snorting
heavily, glancing over to see a delighted Waxer holding up one of the
onesies
and
other clothes Obi-Wan had said was for Boil and him, Cody huffed a
bit. “No… did ya all know quadruplets were a thing?” He rasped
out, his rather refined sense of speech dissolving with the alcohol.

Rex
paused, having been putting the alcohol back and was about to lock
down the wall slot as he gave Cody his full, confused attention.
“Well I’ve heard of it? But what does tha-oh no.” Rex paled, a
niggling suspicion starting at back of his head.

“What
are you blathering about Cod’ika?” Wolffe frowned as members from
the 212th,
the 501st
and the Wolfpack watched them since
they had been in the rec room Cody had stomped into.

Pausing
a bit, it occurred to Cody that outside of Rex and the 212th,
not a lot of vode actually knew he was sleeping with Obi-Wan, that
the two regularly shared a bed and were intimate and loved each
other.

‘Well,
cats gonna come out of the bag now.’ Cody snorted to himself as he
watched Rex take a few hurried sips of the rotgut as he clearly got
the implication. “What I’m blathering about as you say is that I
knocked up General Obi-Wan Kenobi with quadruplets and
we’re about to have our all little team of troopers.” Cody rubbed
a hand over his hair, stumbling over to the couch and flopping down
beside Killer.

Vod
in question was staring at him, mouth open and a mealbar held inches
from his lips. “…Daaaamn Commander, when you go to work, you go
to work.”
Someone, Waxer he thought, got out.

Cody
just grunted, listening as the fireworks went of in the barracks, all
of them talking quite loudly as Cody rested his head against the back
of the couch with his eyes closing as he tried to just absorb the
fact that Obi-Wan had four little lives inside of him.

“General’s
gonna be huge
with a whole traat’aliit in him.” Someone whispered and that was
it, Cody broke down, laughing hysterically as
he thought of the squad in Obi-Wan that he put there.

Poor Cody in HoarderSeer! (Didn’t stop me from laughing though).

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Admittedly
he felt a bit better after spending time with Obi-Wan, the two curled
up on the couch for a few hours had done wonders and it had been nice
to go over the storage of baby clothes that the Jedi had apparently
been stocking up on.

Obi-Wan
had sheepishly and a bit embarrassed
admitted that he thought it was for the troopers, having started
weeks ago to start a storage and Cody could see how the other would
believe that considering Boil was well into his pregnancy.

And
Obi-Wan had packaged up a present for the man that Cody was to give
over to the man.

But
the trip back gave him time to panic a bit too because holy Force
gods, four babies!?

How
were they suppose to… that was just not…

Just
wow.

And
then there was the whole thing with males being a bit more fragile in
the condition they were in when pregnant, all of the 212th
had read up on that for Boil’s sake and they were gently
encouraging him to take it easy and so far it seemed to have been
working.

Boil
was of course reluctant but he was slowing down enough to not put
undue stress on his body, finding alternative exercise compared to
the heavy duty the vode usually had.

And
that was with one
baby.

Obi-Wan
had four in him!

Stomping
into
the barracks and making his way for the rec rooms,
Cody first threw a package at Waxer when
he saw him as
he didn’t want to hit Boil with it in
his condition
and then he continued forward to the hidden wall slot that command
officially did not know about and therefor did not have to report as
a few vode started to clue in on Cody’s slightly to pale skin and
his scrunched up facial expression.

“Um,
Code’s?” Rex paused the game between himself and Wolffe, frowning
at the commander as Cody dug around the wall slot.

Then
he yelped and rushed around the table as Cody dragged out a bottle of
home brewed rotgut and started chugging directly from the bottle,
tilting his head back as he drank. Cody only raised his his hand and
held Rex back as the blond tried to grab the bottle from him and only
stopped after having the fill of alcohol he wanted because damn it,
that shot of Obi-Wan’s whiskey had not been enough.

This
time when
the blond lunged for the booze, Cody
let Rex snatch the bottle from him as he wiped his mouth with the
back of his hand and gave a large burp.

“Okay,
I was curious when I heard General Kenobi summoned you, now I’m
actually worried,” Wolffe smirked at him, the actual concern buried
beneath his usual sarcasm. “So, what’s up, Ventress come and fuck
up the temple or something? Leave her panties in your General’s
room? Or another fan?” He teased.

Snorting
heavily, glancing over to see a delighted Waxer holding up one of the
onesies
and
other clothes Obi-Wan had said was for Boil and him, Cody huffed a
bit. “No… did ya all know quadruplets were a thing?” He rasped
out, his rather refined sense of speech dissolving with the alcohol.

Rex
paused, having been putting the alcohol back and was about to lock
down the wall slot as he gave Cody his full, confused attention.
“Well I’ve heard of it? But what does tha-oh no.” Rex paled, a
niggling suspicion starting at back of his head.

“What
are you blathering about Cod’ika?” Wolffe frowned as members from
the 212th,
the 501st
and the Wolfpack watched them since
they had been in the rec room Cody had stomped into.

Pausing
a bit, it occurred to Cody that outside of Rex and the 212th,
not a lot of vode actually knew he was sleeping with Obi-Wan, that
the two regularly shared a bed and were intimate and loved each
other.

‘Well,
cats gonna come out of the bag now.’ Cody snorted to himself as he
watched Rex take a few hurried sips of the rotgut as he clearly got
the implication. “What I’m blathering about as you say is that I
knocked up General Obi-Wan Kenobi with quadruplets and
we’re about to have our all little team of troopers.” Cody rubbed
a hand over his hair, stumbling over to the couch and flopping down
beside Killer.

Vod
in question was staring at him, mouth open and a mealbar held inches
from his lips. “…Daaaamn Commander, when you go to work, you go
to work.”
Someone, Waxer he thought, got out.

Cody
just grunted, listening as the fireworks went of in the barracks, all
of them talking quite loudly as Cody rested his head against the back
of the couch with his eyes closing as he tried to just absorb the
fact that Obi-Wan had four little lives inside of him.

“General’s
gonna be huge
with a whole traat’aliit in him.” Someone whispered and that was
it, Cody broke down, laughing hysterically as
he thought of the squad in Obi-Wan that he put there.

Daytoday: please tell me there is security footage of the Chancellor aatacking Jedi in the middle of labor.

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Opening
his eyes slowly to stare at the ceiling for a long moment, Obi-Wan
let out a confused noise.

The
last he remembered…

The
babies!

Sitting
up with a cry that turned into a scream of pain as Obi-Wan wrapped
his arms around his stomach, Obi-Wan struggled to make sense of
things even as warm arms wrapped around him along with a familiar
scent.

And
a familiar voice. “Obi, Obi its alright, Obi-Wan you need to calm
down, its alright.” Anakin crooned, carefully pushing Obi-Wan down
while calling out for a healer to come.

Allowing
Anakin to push him down, Obi-Wan
hiccuped for air as he forced his teary eyes to open, watching as the
healer bustled in with a hypospray of what he hoped was painkillers.

But
more than that was Anakin he took notice of, his love’s scar
stretching down his cheek and over his neck.

That…

“…Ani?”
He rasped, touching the others cheek as the hypospray was set..

Covering
his hand and pressing it to his cheek, Anakin let out a deep breath.
“We took care of Palpatine… I’m fine love, the healers fixed up
the single injury I got.” He whispered.

Blinking,
relaxing as the pain left his system, Obi-Wan started looking around
the room instead. “Babies?” He remembered that, Depa announcing with surprise just before Palpatine attacked that there were more than one in there.

Babies,
the shock to know there was more than one.

“They’re
here,” Anakin smiled and leaned in, carefully raising the bed so
Obi-Wan could look at the two small bassinet right beside it. In them
two small swaddled bundles rested.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan glanced at the other and then back at the babies he couldn’t
remember coming out of him as
the healer quietly left the room again, sensing they needed time.
“…Ani what happened?” He rasped, needing answers desperately as
he clearly had gaps in his memory considering he was clearly in a
Hall room, had his babies and his stomach hurt something fierce
compared to being in the Senate, in labor and being attacked.

Reaching
for a mug and pouring a glass of water, Anakin was clearly gathering
his thoughts as he brought it over and gave Obi-Wan some water which
the redhead sipped gratefully. “…Palpatine let out some kind of
dark energy
and… well Master Billaba had to give you an emergency c-section.”
Anakin breathed out.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan blinked before nodding slowly. “…So I passed out?”

Anakin
nodded, setting the glass aside again. “We, the council and I, took
care of Palpatine during that time and thankfully there were cameras along the halls so the Senators knows it was self defense,” He grimaced before tucking
Obi-Wan’s hair behind his ear. “I was so scared though, you were
so pale and they had to put a breathing mask on you…” Anakin
shuddered.

Blinking,
Obi-Wan reached out and hugged his lover. “I’m going to be fine,
I’ll be fine.”
He murmured softly.

“I
know… but I was so worried,” Anakin huffed before shifting and
reaching out to the bassinets, pulling them even closer. “But look,
there’s two of them,” He laughed in quiet awe, beaming at
Obi-Wan. “We made them.” Anakin
beamed.

Unable
not to smile in the face of Anakin’s joy, Obi-Wan turned his
attention back to the bundles. Wrapped in soft yellow blankets, two
sleeping faces poked out.

Tiny
noses, little pink mouths and pale faces.

Their
babies.

Huffing
softly in awe, Obi-Wan reached out slowly and ran a fingertip over a
little button nose, grinning when the baby squirmed inside their
wrap. “I…what?” He didn’t even know what he was asking.

“A
boy and a girl,” Anakin murmured, holding around Obi-Wan as they
watched, guessing what Obi-Wan really wanted to know. “We have two
little twins, the boy was hiding behind his sister, its why we didn’t
see him on the scans.” He grinned while cuddling Obi-Wan.

Huffing
again, Obi-Wan snuggled into the others with a small smile. “…What
happened with Palpatine?” He whispered.

“Dead.”
Anakin murmured shortly and that was the end of that question really.

Obi-Wan
was too tired to really follow the trail of questions and the
painkillers were starting to function finally.

But…

“Wanna
hold one…” He mumbled and smiled happily if
a bit sleepily
when Anakin stood and picked up one yellow bundle, carefully
depositing it into Obi-Wan’s arms.

“Meet
our daughter Obi-Wan.” Anakin beamed, holding the other yellow
bundle in his arms, their son.

Snuggling
her to his chest, Obi-Wan felt more at peace at that moment then in
the last three years.

Just
for now they were safe.

For
now they were happy and together.

He’d
take that after so many years of war and uncertainty.

Daytoday: please tell me there is security footage of the Chancellor aatacking Jedi in the middle of labor.

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Opening
his eyes slowly to stare at the ceiling for a long moment, Obi-Wan
let out a confused noise.

The
last he remembered…

The
babies!

Sitting
up with a cry that turned into a scream of pain as Obi-Wan wrapped
his arms around his stomach, Obi-Wan struggled to make sense of
things even as warm arms wrapped around him along with a familiar
scent.

And
a familiar voice. “Obi, Obi its alright, Obi-Wan you need to calm
down, its alright.” Anakin crooned, carefully pushing Obi-Wan down
while calling out for a healer to come.

Allowing
Anakin to push him down, Obi-Wan
hiccuped for air as he forced his teary eyes to open, watching as the
healer bustled in with a hypospray of what he hoped was painkillers.

But
more than that was Anakin he took notice of, his love’s scar
stretching down his cheek and over his neck.

That…

“…Ani?”
He rasped, touching the others cheek as the hypospray was set..

Covering
his hand and pressing it to his cheek, Anakin let out a deep breath.
“We took care of Palpatine… I’m fine love, the healers fixed up
the single injury I got.” He whispered.

Blinking,
relaxing as the pain left his system, Obi-Wan started looking around
the room instead. “Babies?” He remembered that, Depa announcing with surprise just before Palpatine attacked that there were more than one in there.

Babies,
the shock to know there was more than one.

“They’re
here,” Anakin smiled and leaned in, carefully raising the bed so
Obi-Wan could look at the two small bassinet right beside it. In them
two small swaddled bundles rested.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan glanced at the other and then back at the babies he couldn’t
remember coming out of him as
the healer quietly left the room again, sensing they needed time.
“…Ani what happened?” He rasped, needing answers desperately as
he clearly had gaps in his memory considering he was clearly in a
Hall room, had his babies and his stomach hurt something fierce
compared to being in the Senate, in labor and being attacked.

Reaching
for a mug and pouring a glass of water, Anakin was clearly gathering
his thoughts as he brought it over and gave Obi-Wan some water which
the redhead sipped gratefully. “…Palpatine let out some kind of
dark energy
and… well Master Billaba had to give you an emergency c-section.”
Anakin breathed out.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan blinked before nodding slowly. “…So I passed out?”

Anakin
nodded, setting the glass aside again. “We, the council and I, took
care of Palpatine during that time and thankfully there were cameras along the halls so the Senators knows it was self defense,” He grimaced before tucking
Obi-Wan’s hair behind his ear. “I was so scared though, you were
so pale and they had to put a breathing mask on you…” Anakin
shuddered.

Blinking,
Obi-Wan reached out and hugged his lover. “I’m going to be fine,
I’ll be fine.”
He murmured softly.

“I
know… but I was so worried,” Anakin huffed before shifting and
reaching out to the bassinets, pulling them even closer. “But look,
there’s two of them,” He laughed in quiet awe, beaming at
Obi-Wan. “We made them.” Anakin
beamed.

Unable
not to smile in the face of Anakin’s joy, Obi-Wan turned his
attention back to the bundles. Wrapped in soft yellow blankets, two
sleeping faces poked out.

Tiny
noses, little pink mouths and pale faces.

Their
babies.

Huffing
softly in awe, Obi-Wan reached out slowly and ran a fingertip over a
little button nose, grinning when the baby squirmed inside their
wrap. “I…what?” He didn’t even know what he was asking.

“A
boy and a girl,” Anakin murmured, holding around Obi-Wan as they
watched, guessing what Obi-Wan really wanted to know. “We have two
little twins, the boy was hiding behind his sister, its why we didn’t
see him on the scans.” He grinned while cuddling Obi-Wan.

Huffing
again, Obi-Wan snuggled into the others with a small smile. “…What
happened with Palpatine?” He whispered.

“Dead.”
Anakin murmured shortly and that was the end of that question really.

Obi-Wan
was too tired to really follow the trail of questions and the
painkillers were starting to function finally.

But…

“Wanna
hold one…” He mumbled and smiled happily if
a bit sleepily
when Anakin stood and picked up one yellow bundle, carefully
depositing it into Obi-Wan’s arms.

“Meet
our daughter Obi-Wan.” Anakin beamed, holding the other yellow
bundle in his arms, their son.

Snuggling
her to his chest, Obi-Wan felt more at peace at that moment then in
the last three years.

Just
for now they were safe.

For
now they were happy and together.

He’d
take that after so many years of war and uncertainty.

I love HoarderSeer! Quadruplets! Obi is gonna be huge! How does Cody react when Obi tells him? Does he faint before Obi can tell him its quadruplets or after? Does he faint at all? How does everyone else react? Does the Senate or public find out and also find out Cody is the father? Which maybe leads to them to realize the clones are actual real people? You are an amazing writer and I love your work! (:

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It’s
unusual to be summoned to the Jedi temple.

It
makes Cody feel leery despite the peaceful atmosphere as he walks
into the entrance hall, glancing about uncertainly before breathing
out when he spots Commander Tano waving like a loon at him beside a
large statue, the togruta bouncing towards him as he walks over and
thereby they meet in the middle of the hall. “Commander.” He
greeted formally.

Beaming,
Ahsoka grabs a hold of his arm and pulls him along. “There you are,
I was wondering what was taking you so long Commander,” She chirped
happily, Cody absently noting that she was getting rather tall since
the they had first seen her. She was almost his height. “And you’re
looking pretty nice in your dress slacks too!!” Ahsoka winked up at
him.

She
looked at ease, happy.

But
her lekkus were curling in nervousness.

Jedi
may be trained to negotiate and bring peace but troopers were trained
for war and that included reading the body ticks of another. But Cody
didn’t say anything, only smiled in apology. “The shuttle didn’t
think it had permission to land where I needed to go, it took some
convincing.” He offered up calmly.

No
one paid them much attention but to be fair, Cody could spot a few
troopers here and there, speaking with Jedi.

So
maybe its just that Cody doesn’t get summoned often.

He
gets invited sure, he often comes with Obi-Wan and stays with him but
this is a direct summon and now that he can see Ahsoka…

Well
now Cody is worried too.

He
was leery when he arrived, he’s worried now because Obi-Wan had
sounded so utterly blank over the comm that even Waxer had looked
apprehensive
where he was curled up around Boil, rubbing the little bulge of the
other troopers stomach that held their ik’aad.

Still
he knows better than to start asking questions in public and when he
finally reaches Obi-Wan’s quarters…

Obi-Wan
meets them in the entrance, hugging Cody tightly and buries his face
in the commander’s neck with a low, needy noise that has Cody wrap
his arms around the other slowly as he looks over the redhead’s
shoulder at General Jinn with wide, imploring eyes.

Qui-Gon
only smiled tightly. “I’ll leave you two to speak Obi-Wan, I’ll
be over in my own quarters… and don’t worry Cody, its not bad
news.” The man chuckled faintly.

‘Well
its upsetting Obi-Wan so its something.’ Cody noted to himself but
held his tongue, shifting himself and Obi-Wan to the side to let the
taller Jedi out, the man just picking up his slippers and padding out
into the hall without putting them on.

Even
after Qui-Gon left, Cody held Obi-Wan without a word for several
minutes until the Jedi finally pulled back with a shuddering breath.
“We… we should move to the couch.” He whispered, peeking up at
Cody through his bangs and then back down.

Then
he wrinkled his nose and reached for his pocket, pulling out a glove
which prompted Cody to lift his left hand and look the glove over.

There,
a hole.

The
normal behavior for Obi-Wan, the hoarding behavior because of the
Force had him relaxing as he accepted the new glove, smiling as he
leaned down to remove his boots and follow Obi-Wan to the couch.

Regardless
what Obi-Wan had to tell him, regardless what it would entail…
things were going to be alright.

Of
course… then he actually learned what was going on and promptly
needed two shots of Obi-Wan’s strong whiskey.

‘Little
gods blood,’ Cody stared at the ceiling with Obi-Wan cuddled up in
his lap from where he had pulled the other when Obi-Wan had grown
uncertain to Cody’s reaction. ‘When I wanted kids, I wasn’t
planning on all
of them at once!’
He stroked a hand down Obi-Wan’s back. “…Aren’t you on birth
control?” He finally asked in bewilderment.

There
was an amused huff at his neck. “Apparently certain antibiotics can
render birth control useless. It nullifies the effect.” Obi-Wan
whispered.

“And
when you went on that round of antibiotics for that infection, it
nullified yours,” Cody stated instead of asked, already knowing the
answer.

Still
Obi-Wan nodded.

“…Huh,
guess its good the entire 212th
started reading those prenatal pamphlets for Boil’s sake.” Cody
mused, still fighting to understand there were FOUR babies even as
Obi-Wan huffed quietly in amusement.

… FOUR
KARKING BABIES!

Oh
Cody needed a good strong drink and a sympathetic vode to
vent at.

I love HoarderSeer! Quadruplets! Obi is gonna be huge! How does Cody react when Obi tells him? Does he faint before Obi can tell him its quadruplets or after? Does he faint at all? How does everyone else react? Does the Senate or public find out and also find out Cody is the father? Which maybe leads to them to realize the clones are actual real people? You are an amazing writer and I love your work! (:

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It’s
unusual to be summoned to the Jedi temple.

It
makes Cody feel leery despite the peaceful atmosphere as he walks
into the entrance hall, glancing about uncertainly before breathing
out when he spots Commander Tano waving like a loon at him beside a
large statue, the togruta bouncing towards him as he walks over and
thereby they meet in the middle of the hall. “Commander.” He
greeted formally.

Beaming,
Ahsoka grabs a hold of his arm and pulls him along. “There you are,
I was wondering what was taking you so long Commander,” She chirped
happily, Cody absently noting that she was getting rather tall since
the they had first seen her. She was almost his height. “And you’re
looking pretty nice in your dress slacks too!!” Ahsoka winked up at
him.

She
looked at ease, happy.

But
her lekkus were curling in nervousness.

Jedi
may be trained to negotiate and bring peace but troopers were trained
for war and that included reading the body ticks of another. But Cody
didn’t say anything, only smiled in apology. “The shuttle didn’t
think it had permission to land where I needed to go, it took some
convincing.” He offered up calmly.

No
one paid them much attention but to be fair, Cody could spot a few
troopers here and there, speaking with Jedi.

So
maybe its just that Cody doesn’t get summoned often.

He
gets invited sure, he often comes with Obi-Wan and stays with him but
this is a direct summon and now that he can see Ahsoka…

Well
now Cody is worried too.

He
was leery when he arrived, he’s worried now because Obi-Wan had
sounded so utterly blank over the comm that even Waxer had looked
apprehensive
where he was curled up around Boil, rubbing the little bulge of the
other troopers stomach that held their ik’aad.

Still
he knows better than to start asking questions in public and when he
finally reaches Obi-Wan’s quarters…

Obi-Wan
meets them in the entrance, hugging Cody tightly and buries his face
in the commander’s neck with a low, needy noise that has Cody wrap
his arms around the other slowly as he looks over the redhead’s
shoulder at General Jinn with wide, imploring eyes.

Qui-Gon
only smiled tightly. “I’ll leave you two to speak Obi-Wan, I’ll
be over in my own quarters… and don’t worry Cody, its not bad
news.” The man chuckled faintly.

‘Well
its upsetting Obi-Wan so its something.’ Cody noted to himself but
held his tongue, shifting himself and Obi-Wan to the side to let the
taller Jedi out, the man just picking up his slippers and padding out
into the hall without putting them on.

Even
after Qui-Gon left, Cody held Obi-Wan without a word for several
minutes until the Jedi finally pulled back with a shuddering breath.
“We… we should move to the couch.” He whispered, peeking up at
Cody through his bangs and then back down.

Then
he wrinkled his nose and reached for his pocket, pulling out a glove
which prompted Cody to lift his left hand and look the glove over.

There,
a hole.

The
normal behavior for Obi-Wan, the hoarding behavior because of the
Force had him relaxing as he accepted the new glove, smiling as he
leaned down to remove his boots and follow Obi-Wan to the couch.

Regardless
what Obi-Wan had to tell him, regardless what it would entail…
things were going to be alright.

Of
course… then he actually learned what was going on and promptly
needed two shots of Obi-Wan’s strong whiskey.

‘Little
gods blood,’ Cody stared at the ceiling with Obi-Wan cuddled up in
his lap from where he had pulled the other when Obi-Wan had grown
uncertain to Cody’s reaction. ‘When I wanted kids, I wasn’t
planning on all
of them at once!’
He stroked a hand down Obi-Wan’s back. “…Aren’t you on birth
control?” He finally asked in bewilderment.

There
was an amused huff at his neck. “Apparently certain antibiotics can
render birth control useless. It nullifies the effect.” Obi-Wan
whispered.

“And
when you went on that round of antibiotics for that infection, it
nullified yours,” Cody stated instead of asked, already knowing the
answer.

Still
Obi-Wan nodded.

“…Huh,
guess its good the entire 212th
started reading those prenatal pamphlets for Boil’s sake.” Cody
mused, still fighting to understand there were FOUR babies even as
Obi-Wan huffed quietly in amusement.

… FOUR
KARKING BABIES!

Oh
Cody needed a good strong drink and a sympathetic vode to
vent at.

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Pausing,
Obi-Wan frowned before slowly setting down his cup of freshly made
tea. “Anakin?” He called out for his mate. Today
had been a slow day, Obi-Wan had woken up and decided to just wander
about in his leggings and one of Anakin’s stolen soft tunics that
smelled of his mate but the last five minutes… something seemed to
be building in the Force.

“One
moment love,” Anakin called back in
answer.
“Washing my hands!”

Huffing
a bit, Obi-Wan nodded as he held onto the counter as the anxiety
bubbled away inside of him with the Force seemingly tugging at his
mind. ‘But why? What’s going on?’ He wondered as he wished the
Force could be a little more descriptive instead of just tugging at
his senses in a ‘danger, danger’ alert.

He
got his answer moments later as darkness flooded the Force, causing
Obi-Wan’s knees to buckle as he cried out in shock, hands still
gripping the countertop as his knees hit the floor. Faintly he could
hear Anakin cry out too, a flash of fire from somewhere outside of
the kitchen but Obi-Wan’s focus was on himself as pain exploded
inside of him and wetness leaked down his thighs.

Looking
down shakily, Obi-Wan stared at the puddle which
gathered around his knees that
he hoped
was piss.

And
wasn’t that a novel experience, hoping you had peed yourself.

Though
considering the hip and back pain he could feel shooting through him,
Obi-Wan was feeling rather certain it was not piss.

But
it was too early, it was two months
and two weeks too early!

“A-Anakin!”
He trilled in fear, shaking.

“Coming!”
Anakin stuttered out from the living room, sounding
bewildered and shaky.
“What the kark was that darkness?” The other said in lieu
of anything else to say even
as Obi-Wan heard him stagger to his feet somewhere inside of the
quarters.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan trembled on his knees. “Anakin… I’m in labor!” He
cried out in desperation.

There
was a pause as the Force bloomed with shock and then Anakin was there suddenly, on his
knees by Obi-Wan’s side with his eyes inhumanly wide as he gathered
his mate into his arms and jerked to his feet. “Halls! Now!” He
said sharply, wanting no argument when
he used that kind of tone.

Not
that Obi-Wan was about to offer one as he clung to his mate for the
second time in a month
to be carried
off
to the Halls of Healing though this time it was from his own quarters
which was much safer than where he was being kept by Palpatine and
hidden from his own mate and family.

“You’re
not suppose to… Obi-Wan what the kark happened?” Anakin hissed as
he rushed towards the elevators, two knights hastily stepping aside
to let them in first as they noticed the panic in their Force auras
and Obi-Wan’s wet leggings despite Obi-Wan spotting one of them having a nosebleed. “You still have ten weeks left!” Anakin snapped out as
they entered, smacking the controls with the Force since his arms
were occupied.

Flinching
a bit, Obi-Wan dug his fingertips into his mate’s shoulders. “I-I
know that, don’t you think I know that?” He panted. “That flash
of darkness came and… and…” Obi-Wan groaned at a flash of pain
going up his spine.

“…And
it triggered your labor.” Anakin finished, no small amount of
horror in his voice.

Pushing
his face into his mate chest, Obi-Wan nodded with a whimper. “It
hurts Anakin.” He
confessed.

A
sharp, predatory bird cry escaped Anakin’s throat as he turned
frustrated eyes on the floor numbers. “Come on, come on go faster.”
He hissed at the control as he held onto his mate, half contemplating
calling Qui-Gon despite the man being out there somewhere.

“…Ani…
what if it goes all wrong? I’m not suppose to… not yet, our babies aren’t quite ready yet,” Obi-Wan shuddered, his face pressed to
Anakin’s neck. “Anakin… I’m scared.” He sobbed into the
others tunic.

The
arms tightened around him, Anakin’s entire body tensing before
sprinting into movement as the elevator doors pinged open. “Its
gonna be okay, you’re gonna be alright, you’re all gonna be
alright.” Anakin swore as he raced through the hall, Jedi all
jumping out of his path as Obi-Wan shook in his arms.

‘I
don’t want to loose my little birds, I don’t want to loose my
babies!’ Obi-Wan knew he must be drawing blood even through the
others tunic with how tight his grip was becoming, his nails needing
a trim and therefor pressing into skin at this point even through the
tunic but he was too tense, too in pain to stop himself.

Obi-Wan
was scared.

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Pausing,
Obi-Wan frowned before slowly setting down his cup of freshly made
tea. “Anakin?” He called out for his mate. Today
had been a slow day, Obi-Wan had woken up and decided to just wander
about in his leggings and one of Anakin’s stolen soft tunics that
smelled of his mate but the last five minutes… something seemed to
be building in the Force.

“One
moment love,” Anakin called back in
answer.
“Washing my hands!”

Huffing
a bit, Obi-Wan nodded as he held onto the counter as the anxiety
bubbled away inside of him with the Force seemingly tugging at his
mind. ‘But why? What’s going on?’ He wondered as he wished the
Force could be a little more descriptive instead of just tugging at
his senses in a ‘danger, danger’ alert.

He
got his answer moments later as darkness flooded the Force, causing
Obi-Wan’s knees to buckle as he cried out in shock, hands still
gripping the countertop as his knees hit the floor. Faintly he could
hear Anakin cry out too, a flash of fire from somewhere outside of
the kitchen but Obi-Wan’s focus was on himself as pain exploded
inside of him and wetness leaked down his thighs.

Looking
down shakily, Obi-Wan stared at the puddle which
gathered around his knees that
he hoped
was piss.

And
wasn’t that a novel experience, hoping you had peed yourself.

Though
considering the hip and back pain he could feel shooting through him,
Obi-Wan was feeling rather certain it was not piss.

But
it was too early, it was two months
and two weeks too early!

“A-Anakin!”
He trilled in fear, shaking.

“Coming!”
Anakin stuttered out from the living room, sounding
bewildered and shaky.
“What the kark was that darkness?” The other said in lieu
of anything else to say even
as Obi-Wan heard him stagger to his feet somewhere inside of the
quarters.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan trembled on his knees. “Anakin… I’m in labor!” He
cried out in desperation.

There
was a pause as the Force bloomed with shock and then Anakin was there suddenly, on his
knees by Obi-Wan’s side with his eyes inhumanly wide as he gathered
his mate into his arms and jerked to his feet. “Halls! Now!” He
said sharply, wanting no argument when
he used that kind of tone.

Not
that Obi-Wan was about to offer one as he clung to his mate for the
second time in a month
to be carried
off
to the Halls of Healing though this time it was from his own quarters
which was much safer than where he was being kept by Palpatine and
hidden from his own mate and family.

“You’re
not suppose to… Obi-Wan what the kark happened?” Anakin hissed as
he rushed towards the elevators, two knights hastily stepping aside
to let them in first as they noticed the panic in their Force auras
and Obi-Wan’s wet leggings despite Obi-Wan spotting one of them having a nosebleed. “You still have ten weeks left!” Anakin snapped out as
they entered, smacking the controls with the Force since his arms
were occupied.

Flinching
a bit, Obi-Wan dug his fingertips into his mate’s shoulders. “I-I
know that, don’t you think I know that?” He panted. “That flash
of darkness came and… and…” Obi-Wan groaned at a flash of pain
going up his spine.

“…And
it triggered your labor.” Anakin finished, no small amount of
horror in his voice.

Pushing
his face into his mate chest, Obi-Wan nodded with a whimper. “It
hurts Anakin.” He
confessed.

A
sharp, predatory bird cry escaped Anakin’s throat as he turned
frustrated eyes on the floor numbers. “Come on, come on go faster.”
He hissed at the control as he held onto his mate, half contemplating
calling Qui-Gon despite the man being out there somewhere.

“…Ani…
what if it goes all wrong? I’m not suppose to… not yet, our babies aren’t quite ready yet,” Obi-Wan shuddered, his face pressed to
Anakin’s neck. “Anakin… I’m scared.” He sobbed into the
others tunic.

The
arms tightened around him, Anakin’s entire body tensing before
sprinting into movement as the elevator doors pinged open. “Its
gonna be okay, you’re gonna be alright, you’re all gonna be
alright.” Anakin swore as he raced through the hall, Jedi all
jumping out of his path as Obi-Wan shook in his arms.

‘I
don’t want to loose my little birds, I don’t want to loose my
babies!’ Obi-Wan knew he must be drawing blood even through the
others tunic with how tight his grip was becoming, his nails needing
a trim and therefor pressing into skin at this point even through the
tunic but he was too tense, too in pain to stop himself.

Obi-Wan
was scared.

Hi Moddy! Firstly, I hope you’re having a wonderful day/evening! Secondly, I was wondering what happened in the last Sweet Honey fic, will Obi and Jango really get serious about having babies??? I’d love to see more domestic Obi-wan with Boba and Fatherly Jango with Anakin! Any form of family time with the four of them would be so awesome!

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Waking
slowly is
something of a novel sensation that
Obi-Wan is not
used to,
even in the temple where
he feels safe.

Generally
he wakes pretty quickly but at this moment…

He
is warm, his back is tucked back into Jango with one of the alpha’s
legs tucked between his legs and an
arm slung over Obi-Wan’s side with their hands loosely entwined.
Obi-Wan vaguely remembers the other grasping it last night and lacing
their fingers together while
pressing an affectionate kiss to the back of his neck.

It
makes him smile drowsily, the sight of their loose hands still
together.

A
peaceful deep sleep with neither moving around to untangle them.

Of
course just because you want to remain in a peaceful, sleepy state
does not mean you can and Obi-Wan slowly untangled himself from his
mate, knowing he needed to get some breakfast going. They were
shipping out again
to some place the Senate demanded and Obi-Wan would rather Boba got
some good food into him.

Anakin
too though if Obi-Wan was right, his padawan was not at home at the
moment despite it being early in the morning.

Finally
standing on the floor, Obi-Wan stretched slowly, feeling his black
boxers slip a bit down which he quickly adjusted as he looked for his
robe only to find Jango’s shirt from yesterday on the floor, the
blue lose fabric laying innocently on the ground.

Glancing
towards the still slumbering alpha, Obi-Wan grinned and snatched the
abandoned shirt off the floor, pulling it on and
then bringing it to his nose with his hands
to give it a sniff before he stepped into his slippers and made his
way to the kitchen in boxers and Jango’s shirt, the shirt reaching
ever so slightly down his thighs.

He
smelled like his mate and now he would feed said mate and the cub he
had adopted from the man.

‘Flatcakes…
it will be a while until I can make it since we need to go out to the
outer rims…’ Obi-Wan mused thoughtfully and collected ingredients
from the fridge and a large bowl. As he whisked, the door opened and
closed and much to Obi-Wan’s amusement, quiet curses sounded from
the front.

“Seems
you’re not used to our new quarters yet?” He called out quietly
and teasingly.

There
was a pause and then Anakin, flustered and disheveled, showed up in
the kitchenette opening, smiling sheepishly at Obi-Wan. “Morning
master, I-”

He
shut up when Obi-Wan held up the whisk. “Just go shower padawan,
lest Jango catch your scent at this moment.” He teased though
Anakin quickly raced off to the new
fresher.
Since Obi-Wan had a mate and said mate had a child, they had moved
into one of the larger quarters after a bit of rebuilding. Now the
there was not only a padawan room but also Jango’s room and Mace
had quietly speculated that if necessary, they could knock out the
wall of the room next for another room…

It
had caused Obi-Wan to pause as he took the hint for what it was.

Should
Jango and he want children of their own, the order would allow it.

‘Kids…
do I want them? I… don’t think I would mind some of my own?’
Obi-Wan pondered as he pulled a skillet out to heat, ready to start
making flatcakes for all.

He
was about four cakes in when arms slid around him, Jango pressing up
against his back while cupping his stomach lightly. “Morning my
shirt stealer.” He rumbled, pressing a kiss to Obi-Wan’s shoulder
before hooking his chin onto the shoulder, content to hold and watch.

“Morning
mate,” Obi-Wan chuckled quietly, relaxing back into the other man.
For a few minutes he worked in silence with Jango wrapped around him.
‘Its as good a time now as any other. Boba is yet to wake up and
Anakin is still in the fresher…’ Obi-Wan pondered before turning
his head a bit to press a kiss to the others cheek. “Jango, have
you thought about kids?” He asked quietly.

There
was a deep huff then Jango straightened a bit, keeping his arms about
the Jedi. “Since I meet up with you? Yes. But its your body
Obi-Wan, if you will grant me pups that’s up to you but I wouldn’t
say no to one or two and Boba likes the idea of becoming a ori’vod.”
He rumbled out.

Blinking
at that, Obi-Wan paused, staring at the flatcake solidifying in the
pan thanks to the heat, pondering a thoughtfully.

Slowly,
he started to smile, pressing back against the other. “Mace told me
that if we needed more space, a wall could be knocked out into the
other room… and… maybe I’ll put aside my birth control for a
while?” Obi-Wan stated a tad shyly.

Jango
pressed a kiss behind Obi-Wan’s ear. “See where nature takes us
huh?” He rumbled, tightening his grasp once more. “I can live
with that.”

Smiling
more widely, Obi-Wan only detangled himself from Jango as Boba
suddenly tumbled into the room, chirping in delight at the flatcakes
already done with
Anakin joining him moments later, helping Boba up into a chair as
Jango playfully ruffled both boys hair as Anakin’s had grown out in
the last few weeks.

It
was an endearing sight which made Obi-Wan smile.