Hi I am honestly dying for more CodyWan baby. Padme implied that there was a plan in the works regarding Cody? Did meeting his kids affect Vader in any positive way? Will Cody, Waxer, and Obi-Wan ever get to be a family unit?

Grinning happily as the three babies bubbled at each other, Obi-Wan
slowly floated a lit up ball between the three as they tried to reach
for it as the round sphere changed between colors slowly and steadily
as they watched.

Waxer was a bit slower then the other two since he was younger by
nine months but he was still trying and that was delighting Obi-Wan
to see the amber eyed baby reach and giggle and tug at the ball with
his own Force abilities.

This young, desires had a lot to do with what they could manage,
desires and emotions controlling their Force ability more then actual
will on its own.

And wanting the ball were making them reach out to try and grab the
colorful ball sparkling at them, desire to have it in their hands to
play with or chew on as Waxer’s mind seemed to indicate.

Hmm, perhaps his little boy was feeling itchy in his teeth?

It was a possibility for sure and if so then Obi-Wan should ask the
medics for some gum rub for his little one if they could spare it.

“Come on now, try to roll it all the way.” He cooed, chuckling
when Leia firmly tugged at it and it floated closer to her before
Luke gave an almost insulted squeak and tugged it towards himself
while ‘scolding’ his sister for taking it away and Waxer giggled
at his two godsiblings and clapped his chubby little hands together.

These little play dates Padme had suggested were doing wonder for all
three of them, socializing Waxer with other babies and giving the
twins a new play mate to be with.

And he had a lot of time so he didn’t mind basically being their
primary caregiver while Padme was doing her work as General Amidala
for the Alliance.

Honestly he preferred it this way, feeling safe in the base with the
babies as he just played with them, changed them, feed them and
cuddled. It was a soothing balm to his cracked soul and broken heart.

Though he would admit that he was a tiny bit curious what Padme was
up to.

()()()

Staring at the unnaturally aged clone strapped to the gurney of the
guarded medical bay, Padme eventually turned to the twi’lek medic.
“Well?” She questioned softly.

“Well, we can operate the chip out. I can’t assure how he’ll
react after but we can remove it but there is risk to the surgery.” He murmured quietly before
gesturing to the Vahla beside him. “And Doctor Qu-urika can reverse
the aging process to allow him a more natural aging span, him and any
clones we should manage to come into contact with and free should they survive the removal.”

Doctor Qu-Urika smiled at her and Padme nodded in understanding at
the tall woman.

“Good… Obi-Wan will feel better once he has Cody back at his
side, I know that but if things are to go wrong… I’d rather he
not know Cody is here at all.” She sighed.

“We understand General Amidala, Master Kenobi will not learn of his
husbands presence from us.” The medic’s assured.

Padme didn’t correct them, for all intent and purpose, Cody was
Obi-Wan’s husband now that no Jedi order existed.

She looked back at the clone commander they had knocked out with a
gas grenade before glancing down the row of fellow clones. She
wondered if they were all from the 212th that Obi-Wan had
once lead or not…

It had been a well executed trap though she hadn’t thought they’d
manage to get the 212th first but… well it had been a
lucky hit.

They’d still continue taking the clones away from the Empire
though.

One purely selfish motivation of the Alliance was less skilled
combative for the Empire to use against them but on the other hand
these were people who deserved their own lives after what the
Republic and then the Empire had put them through.

And Padme needed Obi-Wan to smile again, if only to see her friend
happy for his godchildren and his own babe.

I think my ask got eaten. Can I have some Mace/Obi cuddling with the new babies with a guardian ghost Qui-Gon?

Wiggling his blue fingers in front of the giggling babe as she
reached for him, Qui-Gon felt a soft smile cover his face despite the
longing he felt aching in his chest.

But children and babes were not for the deceased.

Qui-Gon should honestly just be grateful he got to see the little one
that was reaching for his fingers, wiggling and squirming in her crib
as he dark hands and feet flailed in the air and she squealed with
soft tufts of brown hairs falling around her face in curls.

“Shhh little one, your parents don’t get enough sleep as it is.”
He rumbled softly before looking over to the bed that contained said
parents.

He felt another soft but sad smile cross his face at the sight.

He would always be grateful to Mace for giving Obi-Wan a new alpha to
care for him, for helping him with his grief but he couldn’t help
to long to be back with his mate and be the father of this gorgeous
little light tucked up in a soft little onesie covered in cartoonish
sabercats hunting taun-tauns.

Slowly Qui-Gon moved towards the bed, bypassing Mace hoverchair to
sit down on the bedside.

Reaching out he carefully grasped the blanket and brought it up
around the two sleeping beings before passing his hand over Obi-Wan’s
now shoulder length hair.

At the touch Obi-Wan sighed softly, the omega pressing his face into
the crook of Mace neck with a soft noise that had Qui-Gon’s heart
aching.

He missed this.

Missed the way Obi-Wan used to curl into his body with quiet sighs of
pleasure and contentment and even the desperate frightened whimpers
when they had too close a call but…

But he was dead and he wasn’t going to be angry at Obi-Wan for
finding comfort once again, like what kind of man would do that when
Obi-Wan was young and beautiful.

If he had been alive then perhaps things would have been different
but this was how life was.

And as it was, Qui-Gon would accept it as he watched the two sleep.

Mace arm was wrapped tightly around Obi-Wan’s waist too and through
the blanket Qui-Gon could spot the Korun’s hand pressed to the
redhead’s lower back which firmly pressed him up against the dark
skinned man’s hip, their legs tangling together beneath the
blanket.

He wasn’t sure but Qui-Gon thought he heard Mace mention that while
he couldn’t move them, he had faint sensations at times when they
were touched and he enjoyed being pressed against Obi-Wan.

Smiling a bit, Qui-Gon watched as Mace eyes slowly opened after about
two hours when the babe started to whimper instead of giggling, the
Korun yawning a bit before he turned to press a gentle kiss to
Obi-Wan’s temple.

Slowly Mace untangled himself from Obi-Wan and reached for his chair,
pulling himself into it quietly with the use of the Force and the
handles set up for his benefit, thin legs visible to Qui-Gon as the
man got comfortable before he floated towards the crib. “Hey there
Ramona…” Mace rumbled, reaching in and picking up his babe,
settling her against his shoulder. “Lets not wake momma hmm?”

He floated out the bedroom door and Qui-Gon got up, following quietly
as Obi-Wan slept peacefully.

A galaxy as peaceful as it could be, all a benefit to Anakin and Mace
for getting rid of the Sith and Qui-Gon couldn’t think of a better
thing for everyone as Mace pulled a bottle from the fridge to heat
for his daughter as the sun started to slowly rise on Coruscant.

I think my ask got eaten. Can I have some Mace/Obi cuddling with the new babies with a guardian ghost Qui-Gon?

Wiggling his blue fingers in front of the giggling babe as she
reached for him, Qui-Gon felt a soft smile cover his face despite the
longing he felt aching in his chest.

But children and babes were not for the deceased.

Qui-Gon should honestly just be grateful he got to see the little one
that was reaching for his fingers, wiggling and squirming in her crib
as he dark hands and feet flailed in the air and she squealed with
soft tufts of brown hairs falling around her face in curls.

“Shhh little one, your parents don’t get enough sleep as it is.”
He rumbled softly before looking over to the bed that contained said
parents.

He felt another soft but sad smile cross his face at the sight.

He would always be grateful to Mace for giving Obi-Wan a new alpha to
care for him, for helping him with his grief but he couldn’t help
to long to be back with his mate and be the father of this gorgeous
little light tucked up in a soft little onesie covered in cartoonish
sabercats hunting taun-tauns.

Slowly Qui-Gon moved towards the bed, bypassing Mace hoverchair to
sit down on the bedside.

Reaching out he carefully grasped the blanket and brought it up
around the two sleeping beings before passing his hand over Obi-Wan’s
now shoulder length hair.

At the touch Obi-Wan sighed softly, the omega pressing his face into
the crook of Mace neck with a soft noise that had Qui-Gon’s heart
aching.

He missed this.

Missed the way Obi-Wan used to curl into his body with quiet sighs of
pleasure and contentment and even the desperate frightened whimpers
when they had too close a call but…

But he was dead and he wasn’t going to be angry at Obi-Wan for
finding comfort once again, like what kind of man would do that when
Obi-Wan was young and beautiful.

If he had been alive then perhaps things would have been different
but this was how life was.

And as it was, Qui-Gon would accept it as he watched the two sleep.

Mace arm was wrapped tightly around Obi-Wan’s waist too and through
the blanket Qui-Gon could spot the Korun’s hand pressed to the
redhead’s lower back which firmly pressed him up against the dark
skinned man’s hip, their legs tangling together beneath the
blanket.

He wasn’t sure but Qui-Gon thought he heard Mace mention that while
he couldn’t move them, he had faint sensations at times when they
were touched and he enjoyed being pressed against Obi-Wan.

Smiling a bit, Qui-Gon watched as Mace eyes slowly opened after about
two hours when the babe started to whimper instead of giggling, the
Korun yawning a bit before he turned to press a gentle kiss to
Obi-Wan’s temple.

Slowly Mace untangled himself from Obi-Wan and reached for his chair,
pulling himself into it quietly with the use of the Force and the
handles set up for his benefit, thin legs visible to Qui-Gon as the
man got comfortable before he floated towards the crib. “Hey there
Ramona…” Mace rumbled, reaching in and picking up his babe,
settling her against his shoulder. “Lets not wake momma hmm?”

He floated out the bedroom door and Qui-Gon got up, following quietly
as Obi-Wan slept peacefully.

A galaxy as peaceful as it could be, all a benefit to Anakin and Mace
for getting rid of the Sith and Qui-Gon couldn’t think of a better
thing for everyone as Mace pulled a bottle from the fridge to heat
for his daughter as the sun started to slowly rise on Coruscant.

For rarerthanrare, how about Obianidala for the pairing? Like, Obi thinks the timing for one of them makes the most sense, but obviously he still won’t know for sure which one it is (if he’s even right) until the kid’s born?

“Back early you are Master Kenobi, Knight Skywalker.” Yoda eyed
them curiously, ears cocked as Mace too gave Obi-Wan an enquiringly
look that the redhead was doing his best ignoring.

“Yes, I’m sorry to say that I am back early and that… well my
medic demands I be reviewed by healers before I am allowed back on
active duty again.” Obi-Wan tightened his arms around himself,
watching the rest of the council carefully.

He wasn’t quite looking forward to telling them as the clones alone
was a good clue how other alphas and betas would react to the news.

Sweet Force it had been a long while since Obi-Wan had been that
swarmed before with people constantly asking about his health, asked
if he’d had water, food, requested to check his temperature…

It all came from a place of concern and care of course but it had
become somewhat annoying and Obi-Wan knew he was facing around six to
seven months of it depending on how far along he was. Helix and Kix
had not been sure but had guessed somewhere between two to about
three months so he’d have to ask the healers while he was with them
while gaining trying to come back on active duty.

Plo leaned forward, his holo flickering a bit as he watched Obi-Wan.
“Indeed Master Kenobi? That sounds serious.”

Shifting a bit, Obi-Wan flustered a bit. “Well, not in the way one
thinks but that is to say I may not be able to return to active field
a-” Obi-Wan was blabbering.

Anakin’s hand came down on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “What he means
to say is that he’s pregnant.” The knight cut in bluntly before
shifting closer to Obi-Wan.

There was a stunned silence before Adi stood and slowly approached
Obi-Wan, settling her hand over his stomach.

After a few moments her eyes widened before she gave a small laugh.
“Oh my. Yes you are pregnant, you’re three months and a week on
the way. Though I imagine you already guessed that since your heat.”
She smiled up at him.

Obi-Wan shrugged a bit, a small flush on his face. “I guessed I was
two or three months along but I wasn’t sure which heat might have…
well taken.” He cleared his throat.

The members traded long stares, looking at each others before Mace
got up too and joined Adi. “I believe this meeting is at an end now
and me and Adi will be escorting you with Skywalker to the healers.
And on that note, congratulation Obi-Wan.” He smiled warmly. “Do
you know who the parents are?” He questioned curiously as they all
headed for the elevators.

Fighting not to look at Anakin, Obi-Wan gave a low noise. “There
are several possibility but I believe it might be one of two people I
shared my heat with.”

Anakin wrapped his arm around Obi-Wan’s shoulders as Mace pressed
the button down.

“I see. You usually share your heat with several alphas when
possible, depending on if you have more then one child there is a
possibility of several parents.” Adi murmured quietly.

Shaking his head at that, Obi-Wan gave her a wry smile. “Even
omegas who prove fertile don’t usually have more then one unless
they had fertility treatment. Twins are rare.”

Reaching out, Adi affectionately brushed Obi-Wan’s hair behind his
ear. “And we didn’t think you were fertile, who knows Obi-Wan.
The healers might be able to tell us more once they’ve examined you
more properly.” She teased gently.

Blinking, Obi-Wan leaned more into Anakin’s side before snorting.

Right, twins.

As if.

As it proved, Obi-Wan was not having twins…

But he was carrying four fetuses, sweet Force.

For rarerthanrare, how about Obianidala for the pairing? Like, Obi thinks the timing for one of them makes the most sense, but obviously he still won’t know for sure which one it is (if he’s even right) until the kid’s born?

“Back early you are Master Kenobi, Knight Skywalker.” Yoda eyed
them curiously, ears cocked as Mace too gave Obi-Wan an enquiringly
look that the redhead was doing his best ignoring.

“Yes, I’m sorry to say that I am back early and that… well my
medic demands I be reviewed by healers before I am allowed back on
active duty again.” Obi-Wan tightened his arms around himself,
watching the rest of the council carefully.

He wasn’t quite looking forward to telling them as the clones alone
was a good clue how other alphas and betas would react to the news.

Sweet Force it had been a long while since Obi-Wan had been that
swarmed before with people constantly asking about his health, asked
if he’d had water, food, requested to check his temperature…

It all came from a place of concern and care of course but it had
become somewhat annoying and Obi-Wan knew he was facing around six to
seven months of it depending on how far along he was. Helix and Kix
had not been sure but had guessed somewhere between two to about
three months so he’d have to ask the healers while he was with them
while gaining trying to come back on active duty.

Plo leaned forward, his holo flickering a bit as he watched Obi-Wan.
“Indeed Master Kenobi? That sounds serious.”

Shifting a bit, Obi-Wan flustered a bit. “Well, not in the way one
thinks but that is to say I may not be able to return to active field
a-” Obi-Wan was blabbering.

Anakin’s hand came down on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “What he means
to say is that he’s pregnant.” The knight cut in bluntly before
shifting closer to Obi-Wan.

There was a stunned silence before Adi stood and slowly approached
Obi-Wan, settling her hand over his stomach.

After a few moments her eyes widened before she gave a small laugh.
“Oh my. Yes you are pregnant, you’re three months and a week on
the way. Though I imagine you already guessed that since your heat.”
She smiled up at him.

Obi-Wan shrugged a bit, a small flush on his face. “I guessed I was
two or three months along but I wasn’t sure which heat might have…
well taken.” He cleared his throat.

The members traded long stares, looking at each others before Mace
got up too and joined Adi. “I believe this meeting is at an end now
and me and Adi will be escorting you with Skywalker to the healers.
And on that note, congratulation Obi-Wan.” He smiled warmly. “Do
you know who the parents are?” He questioned curiously as they all
headed for the elevators.

Fighting not to look at Anakin, Obi-Wan gave a low noise. “There
are several possibility but I believe it might be one of two people I
shared my heat with.”

Anakin wrapped his arm around Obi-Wan’s shoulders as Mace pressed
the button down.

“I see. You usually share your heat with several alphas when
possible, depending on if you have more then one child there is a
possibility of several parents.” Adi murmured quietly.

Shaking his head at that, Obi-Wan gave her a wry smile. “Even
omegas who prove fertile don’t usually have more then one unless
they had fertility treatment. Twins are rare.”

Reaching out, Adi affectionately brushed Obi-Wan’s hair behind his
ear. “And we didn’t think you were fertile, who knows Obi-Wan.
The healers might be able to tell us more once they’ve examined you
more properly.” She teased gently.

Blinking, Obi-Wan leaned more into Anakin’s side before snorting.

Right, twins.

As if.

As it proved, Obi-Wan was not having twins…

But he was carrying four fetuses, sweet Force.

AHHHH in «rarerthenrare» how did obi wan discover he was pregant? Did ahsoka/anakin/clones smell it on him when they were out on a mission before obi even realised? were they all sniffing around and wondering why he smelled so different before having their eureka moment?

Pressing the back of his hand to his mouth, Obi-Wan gave a low sigh.

Sweet Force he had been so nauseous lately.

Not bad enough to throw up thank the Force but enough to make him
severely uncomfortable and it was clear that the troopers, Ahsoka and
Anakin was beginning and take note of it.

Even the betas of the clones were looking at him with frowns on their
faces with Anakin quite pointedly sniffing the air around Obi-Wan and
muttering to himself before catching Kix or Helix and speaking in low
tones with them.

‘I’m fine, its more then likely just a small bug, a small strain
of an illness I caught while entering this atmosphere.’ He thought
to himself, shaking himself for his worries as he opened up one of
his belt pockets and pulled out a half eaten ration bar that he
carefully nibbled on.

There was just one problem with that thought…

He’d been nauseous back at the temple too before he left with
Anakin to investigate the Corna government for involvement with the
Separatist.

Officially they belonged to the Republic but lately there had been
suspicion of traitors in the government working with the Separatist
and it was up to the Jedi to investigate the rumors to see the truth
of the matter as a few vital trade routes but also hyperlanes passed
by Corna.

Obi-Wan just wanted to go back home honestly, have a cup of tea,
cuddle in with one of his alpha’s and enjoy some of the sweet
cookies he had hidden away in the cupboard so Ahsoka wouldn’t find
them and eat all of them since the togruta had a sweet tooth too.

Of course with them there…

Well it proves that there are Separatist though they are not
collaborating with the entire government, only a few of them which is
bad enough, leads to two speeder chases, a fall off one of said
speeders and the second one exploding which ends with Obi-Wan
bleeding from a forehead cut that has his entire retinue of alpha and
beta companions fuss over him as they ensure he ends up in front of
the medic in a little office, sitting on an unfolded cot.

Anakin is standing there too, growling faintly and the leather of his
glove is creaking at the pressure he’s clenching his mechanic hand
at the scent of blood in the air but thankfully at least the clones
are calmer then him.

Mostly because its their vod taking care of Obi-Wan and if there’s
anyone they trust, its their own vode to take care of the omega
general.

Of course then Helix had suddenly frozen, staring at something on his
console before slowly focusing on Obi-Wan.

“Helix?” Obi-Wan noted confusedly as Kix continued carefully
cleaning the Jedi’s hair for blood since the wound had shut but
would need a few more hours before he could shower to get properly
clean.

“…I need to take another blood test sir.” Helix said quietly,
rooting around in the bottom of a compartment that made Kix take a
deep breath when he saw what the other retrieved though Kix kept his
mouth shut when Helix gave him a warning look.

Anakin and Obi-Wan traded confused, and in Anakin’s place, agitated
looks but kept quiet as Helix carefully took his hand and took a
blood sample with the silver colored medical equipment from Obi-Wan’s
index finger.

Helix stared at it, waiting with Kix looking at it too.

Both seemed to be holding their breath and Obi-Wan felt the first
stirrings of unease.

What was it Helix had seen in the blood test that he needed to
recheck?

He was about to ask when suddenly the item in Helix hands beeped
loudly and both Helix and Kix stared at each other in shock at the
readout.

Finally Anakin had enough. “Helix, Kix, what the kriff is going
on?” He snapped, stepping forward to rest a hand on Obi-Wan’s
shoulder.

Kix seemed to jump out of his skin even as Helix focused slowly on
Obi-Wan and only Obi-Wan.

With a deep breath, he voiced what he had found. “It would seem
sir… that you’re pregnant.”

Feeling Anakin’s hand clench down on his shoulder in shock that
would surely leave bruises, Obi-Wan stared at the medic with shock.

“What?” He rasped.

That wasn’t…

Sure Obi-Wan was an omega but he wasn’t very…

Almost no omega on Coruscant was very fertile thanks to the pollution
that covered the planet and that should have effected Obi-Wan too as
the only male omega even if he lived in the Jedi temple as he had
heard from the few of the female omegas that their own fertility was
rather low compared to the omegas from planets with less pollution.

But… it did make a twisted sort of sense…

Obi-Wan’s nausea lately…

His hands slowly tucked around his stomach, protectively in the face
of both falling off a speeder and getting blown up today.

He could have lost a baby before even knowing about it.

AHHHH in «rarerthenrare» how did obi wan discover he was pregant? Did ahsoka/anakin/clones smell it on him when they were out on a mission before obi even realised? were they all sniffing around and wondering why he smelled so different before having their eureka moment?

Pressing the back of his hand to his mouth, Obi-Wan gave a low sigh.

Sweet Force he had been so nauseous lately.

Not bad enough to throw up thank the Force but enough to make him
severely uncomfortable and it was clear that the troopers, Ahsoka and
Anakin was beginning and take note of it.

Even the betas of the clones were looking at him with frowns on their
faces with Anakin quite pointedly sniffing the air around Obi-Wan and
muttering to himself before catching Kix or Helix and speaking in low
tones with them.

‘I’m fine, its more then likely just a small bug, a small strain
of an illness I caught while entering this atmosphere.’ He thought
to himself, shaking himself for his worries as he opened up one of
his belt pockets and pulled out a half eaten ration bar that he
carefully nibbled on.

There was just one problem with that thought…

He’d been nauseous back at the temple too before he left with
Anakin to investigate the Corna government for involvement with the
Separatist.

Officially they belonged to the Republic but lately there had been
suspicion of traitors in the government working with the Separatist
and it was up to the Jedi to investigate the rumors to see the truth
of the matter as a few vital trade routes but also hyperlanes passed
by Corna.

Obi-Wan just wanted to go back home honestly, have a cup of tea,
cuddle in with one of his alpha’s and enjoy some of the sweet
cookies he had hidden away in the cupboard so Ahsoka wouldn’t find
them and eat all of them since the togruta had a sweet tooth too.

Of course with them there…

Well it proves that there are Separatist though they are not
collaborating with the entire government, only a few of them which is
bad enough, leads to two speeder chases, a fall off one of said
speeders and the second one exploding which ends with Obi-Wan
bleeding from a forehead cut that has his entire retinue of alpha and
beta companions fuss over him as they ensure he ends up in front of
the medic in a little office, sitting on an unfolded cot.

Anakin is standing there too, growling faintly and the leather of his
glove is creaking at the pressure he’s clenching his mechanic hand
at the scent of blood in the air but thankfully at least the clones
are calmer then him.

Mostly because its their vod taking care of Obi-Wan and if there’s
anyone they trust, its their own vode to take care of the omega
general.

Of course then Helix had suddenly frozen, staring at something on his
console before slowly focusing on Obi-Wan.

“Helix?” Obi-Wan noted confusedly as Kix continued carefully
cleaning the Jedi’s hair for blood since the wound had shut but
would need a few more hours before he could shower to get properly
clean.

“…I need to take another blood test sir.” Helix said quietly,
rooting around in the bottom of a compartment that made Kix take a
deep breath when he saw what the other retrieved though Kix kept his
mouth shut when Helix gave him a warning look.

Anakin and Obi-Wan traded confused, and in Anakin’s place, agitated
looks but kept quiet as Helix carefully took his hand and took a
blood sample with the silver colored medical equipment from Obi-Wan’s
index finger.

Helix stared at it, waiting with Kix looking at it too.

Both seemed to be holding their breath and Obi-Wan felt the first
stirrings of unease.

What was it Helix had seen in the blood test that he needed to
recheck?

He was about to ask when suddenly the item in Helix hands beeped
loudly and both Helix and Kix stared at each other in shock at the
readout.

Finally Anakin had enough. “Helix, Kix, what the kriff is going
on?” He snapped, stepping forward to rest a hand on Obi-Wan’s
shoulder.

Kix seemed to jump out of his skin even as Helix focused slowly on
Obi-Wan and only Obi-Wan.

With a deep breath, he voiced what he had found. “It would seem
sir… that you’re pregnant.”

Feeling Anakin’s hand clench down on his shoulder in shock that
would surely leave bruises, Obi-Wan stared at the medic with shock.

“What?” He rasped.

That wasn’t…

Sure Obi-Wan was an omega but he wasn’t very…

Almost no omega on Coruscant was very fertile thanks to the pollution
that covered the planet and that should have effected Obi-Wan too as
the only male omega even if he lived in the Jedi temple as he had
heard from the few of the female omegas that their own fertility was
rather low compared to the omegas from planets with less pollution.

But… it did make a twisted sort of sense…

Obi-Wan’s nausea lately…

His hands slowly tucked around his stomach, protectively in the face
of both falling off a speeder and getting blown up today.

He could have lost a baby before even knowing about it.

We haven’t had an update from Dark Omega in a while and it’s so close to done i feel, but you just can’t leave us off with Obi water breaking! Fluffy family ending please?

Stroking the still swollen stomach of the redhead he was spooning,
Anakin watched his sleeping kits with a small smile as Obi-Wan
breathed slowly and steadily.

His children were born, soft and warm and safe, safe from Palpatine
who had blown up over Coruscant in bits the moment he had tried to
enter hyperspeed, curtsy of Anakin sabotaging the engines.

The alpha had always been good with machines from the time he was a
slave on Tatooine and Obi-Wan, despite complaining about the oil
stains, always encouraged his hobby and skills.

Humming when Obi-Wan gave a little squirm, Anakin flattened his hand
against the others stomach. “You alright?” He whispered.

“Yah, just… a bit sore. I did pop two babies out of me.”
Obi-Wan laughed quietly. “But keep your hand right there and I’ll
feel better in a jiffy.” He tilted his head awkwardly to give
Anakin a soft natured smile, eyes still slightly droopy from the
painkillers the Jedi had given him.

Snuggling in as close as humanly possible, then rubbed Obi-Wan’s
stomach some more with his thumb, humming into his neck some more
before pressing a soft kiss to the bonding mark on the others neck.
“…My own mechanic business, your research work… little feet.”
He whispered.

Giving a low hum at that, Obi-Wan warm pleasure filled the air. “We
can have that now, we just need to get settled somewhere… are we
sure we want to do this on Coruscant though?” He yawned.

Shaking his head slowly, Anakin scowled. “I don’t want to be near
the temple… and I don’t want to raise kids here.” He huffed.

Squeezing Anakin’s hand on his stomach at that, Obi-Wan gave a
considering hum. “Where then?” He whispered.

The room went quiet a bit as they considered the options, the bustle
from outside the room quiet and far away.

Finally Anakin sighed. “I don’t know, somewhere green would be
nice. Give them what I didn’t have as a child on Tatooine. Growth
and… nice.”

Wiggling a bit at that. “So a core or mid rim world then.”
Obi-Wan mused.

Humming, Anakin lapped lightly at the scarred mating mark before
grinning. “We could return to Naboo, search out all of Palpatine’s
hidden little gems.” He suggested.

“I could research them… publish theories on Sith Force
artifacts.” Obi-Wan mused before yawning and sighing. “But right
now I need a rest.”

“Of course sweetheart.” The alpha nosed him with care and tucked
the blankets around them more tightly. “I’ll look after the kits
while you sleep, promise sweetling.” He whispered softly.

Closing his eyes and purring softly at the gentle stomach attention
he was getting from his mate, Obi-Wan let himself fully relax, drowsy
and drugged as he was.

Birth was exhausting.

()()()

Looking up when he heard tiny feet on the floor, Anakin wiped his
hands quickly on a rag and got off the speeder he was fixing,
laughing loudly as Luke toddled towards him as fast as his chubby two
year old legs could bring him, Obi-Wan with Leia on his hip bringing
up the rear.

“Lukie Luke~” Anakin cooed, catching his baby boy with a happy
grin and lifting him up for a kiss before giving Leia one too once
Obi-Wan was close enough. “And what did I do to earn this
incredibly pleasant visit?” Anakin beamed.

Brows raised in amusement, Obi-Wan tilted his head. “Did you really
forget?” He chuckled.

That caused a pause as Anakin frowned a bit. “…Um…”

Rolling his eyes, Obi-Wan leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his
husband and mate’s lips. “Happy anniversary of Sidious demise.”
He teased gently, grinning.

A surprised rumble erupted from Anakin’s chest then he grinned
widely. “We’re eating lunch out, that’s right.” He whispered
before turning. “Oi, Winma, I’m going out for lunch, I’ll be
gone for an hour, hold down the fort in the mean time.” He laughed.

Giving his thumbs up, the Nautolan turned back to the speeder he was
working on. “Right boss, will do. Have fun with your husband.”

Chuckling, Anakin slid his hand around Obi-Wan’s waist, grinning
when the other only rolled his eyes at the oil stains getting on his
clothes. “I always do.” He chuckled, the two heading out the
garage doors of Anakin’s speeder and shuttle repair shop.

It was still small but well established with a few mechanics working
under Anakin but it was going to grow, the blond was sure of it.

“I’m going to have to change the kids when we get back.”
Obi-Wan mock complained. “You got oil on both of their clothes.”
He pouted.

Sniggering, Anakin just pulled his mate closer to him, Luke and Leia
babbling happily together as they headed to pick up food and find a
park to eat in for celebration.

Life couldn’t be better.

We haven’t had an update from Dark Omega in a while and it’s so close to done i feel, but you just can’t leave us off with Obi water breaking! Fluffy family ending please?

Stroking the still swollen stomach of the redhead he was spooning,
Anakin watched his sleeping kits with a small smile as Obi-Wan
breathed slowly and steadily.

His children were born, soft and warm and safe, safe from Palpatine
who had blown up over Coruscant in bits the moment he had tried to
enter hyperspeed, curtsy of Anakin sabotaging the engines.

The alpha had always been good with machines from the time he was a
slave on Tatooine and Obi-Wan, despite complaining about the oil
stains, always encouraged his hobby and skills.

Humming when Obi-Wan gave a little squirm, Anakin flattened his hand
against the others stomach. “You alright?” He whispered.

“Yah, just… a bit sore. I did pop two babies out of me.”
Obi-Wan laughed quietly. “But keep your hand right there and I’ll
feel better in a jiffy.” He tilted his head awkwardly to give
Anakin a soft natured smile, eyes still slightly droopy from the
painkillers the Jedi had given him.

Snuggling in as close as humanly possible, then rubbed Obi-Wan’s
stomach some more with his thumb, humming into his neck some more
before pressing a soft kiss to the bonding mark on the others neck.
“…My own mechanic business, your research work… little feet.”
He whispered.

Giving a low hum at that, Obi-Wan warm pleasure filled the air. “We
can have that now, we just need to get settled somewhere… are we
sure we want to do this on Coruscant though?” He yawned.

Shaking his head slowly, Anakin scowled. “I don’t want to be near
the temple… and I don’t want to raise kids here.” He huffed.

Squeezing Anakin’s hand on his stomach at that, Obi-Wan gave a
considering hum. “Where then?” He whispered.

The room went quiet a bit as they considered the options, the bustle
from outside the room quiet and far away.

Finally Anakin sighed. “I don’t know, somewhere green would be
nice. Give them what I didn’t have as a child on Tatooine. Growth
and… nice.”

Wiggling a bit at that. “So a core or mid rim world then.”
Obi-Wan mused.

Humming, Anakin lapped lightly at the scarred mating mark before
grinning. “We could return to Naboo, search out all of Palpatine’s
hidden little gems.” He suggested.

“I could research them… publish theories on Sith Force
artifacts.” Obi-Wan mused before yawning and sighing. “But right
now I need a rest.”

“Of course sweetheart.” The alpha nosed him with care and tucked
the blankets around them more tightly. “I’ll look after the kits
while you sleep, promise sweetling.” He whispered softly.

Closing his eyes and purring softly at the gentle stomach attention
he was getting from his mate, Obi-Wan let himself fully relax, drowsy
and drugged as he was.

Birth was exhausting.

()()()

Looking up when he heard tiny feet on the floor, Anakin wiped his
hands quickly on a rag and got off the speeder he was fixing,
laughing loudly as Luke toddled towards him as fast as his chubby two
year old legs could bring him, Obi-Wan with Leia on his hip bringing
up the rear.

“Lukie Luke~” Anakin cooed, catching his baby boy with a happy
grin and lifting him up for a kiss before giving Leia one too once
Obi-Wan was close enough. “And what did I do to earn this
incredibly pleasant visit?” Anakin beamed.

Brows raised in amusement, Obi-Wan tilted his head. “Did you really
forget?” He chuckled.

That caused a pause as Anakin frowned a bit. “…Um…”

Rolling his eyes, Obi-Wan leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his
husband and mate’s lips. “Happy anniversary of Sidious demise.”
He teased gently, grinning.

A surprised rumble erupted from Anakin’s chest then he grinned
widely. “We’re eating lunch out, that’s right.” He whispered
before turning. “Oi, Winma, I’m going out for lunch, I’ll be
gone for an hour, hold down the fort in the mean time.” He laughed.

Giving his thumbs up, the Nautolan turned back to the speeder he was
working on. “Right boss, will do. Have fun with your husband.”

Chuckling, Anakin slid his hand around Obi-Wan’s waist, grinning
when the other only rolled his eyes at the oil stains getting on his
clothes. “I always do.” He chuckled, the two heading out the
garage doors of Anakin’s speeder and shuttle repair shop.

It was still small but well established with a few mechanics working
under Anakin but it was going to grow, the blond was sure of it.

“I’m going to have to change the kids when we get back.”
Obi-Wan mock complained. “You got oil on both of their clothes.”
He pouted.

Sniggering, Anakin just pulled his mate closer to him, Luke and Leia
babbling happily together as they headed to pick up food and find a
park to eat in for celebration.

Life couldn’t be better.

Codywan baby, by the Force, Cody is left alone again in the empire with his chip! Does Obi-Wan even know his lover is chipped?

Looking over at Obi-Wan, Padme gave a quiet sigh before moving to the
others side and sitting down at the back seat beside him in the
cockpit. “I’m sorry about this Obi-Wan, all of it.” She finally
said, reaching out and resting his hand on the others shoulder and
glancing down at the baby tucked up against his chest. “I’m so
sorry we weren’t looking after you better.”

Quirking his lips faintly, Obi-Wan shook his head. “Its more my
fault then yours, I was the one who decided to hide.”

Up in the front the pilot made a low noise, just clearing her throat
so they were aware that she could hear everything.

Padme made an amused noise. “I don’t think Obi-Wan cares if you
hear everything Sabe.” She said in amusement.

“Still, just making sure you both know I’m here.” Sabe glanced
back and grinned at Obi-Wan.

He smiled back before he sighed. “I’m more upset over seeing Cody
honestly… I thought I was ready for it but…” His shoulders
slumped as he stared down at his little Waxer who bubbled happily and
pulled on the sling a bit.

Padme took one of his hands at that and held it in hers.
“…Underneath the chip, it still the man that loved you in there…”

Licking his lips, Obi-Wan let out a shuddering breath. “…When he
shot me down… when they shot me down… the I broke. Whatever is
there now… its not my love, not my Cody…” He whispered, feeling
Padme tighten her grip on his hand. “Cody is somewhere in there I
know but right now the chip is what’s controlling him because a
riduur would never try to…”

He shuddered, closing his eyes tightly.

Padme said nothing, rubbing the back of his knuckles with her thumb.

Her own husband had tried to kill her, so she understood the pain
perhaps better then most even though she had at least had a little
bit of a warning.

In retrospect, a blessing in disguise even if it hurt deeply.

No, no dwelling on the past, what was done was over.

Now all they could do was move forward.

“Its still the chip. If we can remove it…” Padme murmured
softly.

Obi-Wan gave a quiet laugh at that and turned his tired eyes on her.
“Padme… Cody is a trained vode, they were trained to the teeth,
to capture one of them without fatalities or injuries would be…
close to impossible.”

Squeezing his hands, Padme opted not to tell her about the plans
already in motions and instead pulled the floating stroller closer.
“You haven’t seen your godchildren in quite a few months, say
hello to them at least.”

Opening his eyes, Obi-Wan couldn’t help a grin. “My, they are
getting bigger.” He cooed, reaching out his free hand to gently
tease Luke’s button nose.

“They are almost a year and a half now.” Padme laughed. “Of
course they’re bigger, you haven’t seen them since they were six
months and Bail took you away to the smaller Alliance base.” She
wiggled a bit.

Humming at that, Obi-Wan switched his hand to Leia and stroked her
chubby little cheek as she squeaked at him. “True and you only seen
Waxer in holos… I’d offer to let you hold him but I’d rather
not pull him out of the sling right now.” He chuckled.

Padme just smiled and nodded. “I can wait until we land.” She
peeked at Waxer. “But he’s getting big too, seven months old…”
She marveled at the chubby little face with dark hair curled to his
head.

It was amazing how fast time went by with kids around.