An alternative fate

An alternative fate


As soon as they reached their quarters Anakin and Obi-wan gathered their travelling companions for the next six months. Dorme and Sabe entered into the living room area, with Leia in tow.

She was dressed in a similar way her mother used to but more understated and without the flashy head pieces. Her hair had been put into fancy and very feminine braids twisted on either side of her head.

Anakin spoke up when everyone was seated and was listening. “Ok as you are all aware of, I went to the medical bay this morning, due to the fact I’ve been terribly ill of late.”

Sabe asked “it wasn’t anything serious was it master Jedi Skywalker?” she sounded clearly concerned for his heath and well being, causing Anakin to smile at her pleasantly. She and Dorme we like family and were one of the last links he had left to Padme, he was thankful for their presents.

He replied “no not at all. I fact it’s nothing that will be causing me any trouble in six months time. I’ve already gone almost three months. Think Sabe, what would have you concluded from my symptoms if I’d been just as female as either your self or Dorme?”

Sabe replied “Master Jedi Skywalker” she began. “Anakin” Anakin corrected her. “It’s not necessary to address either I or master Kenobi in such an formal manner out side of this room when it is just the people currently present that are in attendance. You and Dorme are just as much apart of this family as Obi-wan is and Sirius.

You could have well have moved on with your lives after Padme had died, but no you selflessly remained and took care of Leia out of loyalty to your former mistress and friend. And for that there is no possible way I could suitably thank you both.

You’ve seen to it that Leia is given a feminine influence in her every day life, something she wouldn’t have necessarily gotten with just me and Obi-wan around. Now continue what would you concluded from my symptoms of late?”

Sabe smiled more at ease now that she knew where she stood. Dorme looked clearly more relaxed and happy as well. Sabe continued where she left off.

“Well, Anakin If you had been as female as I and Dorme, then I would have thought you were with child, and suffering from morning sickness and the symptoms of the first trimester nearing it’s ending, due to start the second trimester.”

Anakin looked pained and replied “exactly. Believe it or not that is exactly what’s wrong with me. It’s absolutely insane and far fetched in the extreme sense; I assure I am aware of that.”

Sabe and Dorme instantaneously choked out “excuse me?” Anakin and Obi-wan laughed and Obi-wan commented “yes, that was exactly how both I and Anakin reacted when Moira our healer first informed us that Anakin had made medical history, as the first ever male of the human race to conceive.”

Dorme looked flustered “but, but I thought it was physically impossible for a man to conceive.” Anakin replied “well, yes it is impossible to conceive, that’s of course if you have a biological father and were not conceived by the medi-chlorians that is.

As I’m certain you are aware of I’m the chosen one, the one who will bring balance back to the force, the one who will destroy and defeat the sith and bring an end to the rein of the sith, and blah blah blah blah. I’m guessing you’ve both have at least heard it mentioned at least once?”

Both women nodded having heard their former mistress and friend talk about it at least once. Anakin nodded and continued “well, because of that I’m not like the rest of the male members of the human race. Because of the prophecy I’ve been given what I suspect as one time thing, a once in a life time occurrence. It was destined before I was even born that I and Obi-wan would conceive the children known as the four.”

Dorme and Sabe winced in sympathy “Dorme choked out “you mean you’re having quadruplets?” At Anakin’s nod and grimace Sabe commented “did I mention I do not in the least envy you one little bit?” Anakin smirked and replied “no I honestly didn’t expect you would either.”

Anakin sighed and sent Obi-wan an image of a shitty nappy, and of him removing it. Obi-wan sent Anakin a look of revulsion, and asked over the link ~what the bloody hell? ~ Anakin merely replied in a sing song tone of voice over their link ~playing dirty my love, two can definitely play that game~ Obi-wan eyed his love incredulously.

Obi-wan spoke up “that’s apart of why we asked you all hear to day. Because of Anakin’s pregnancy and the dependence of the balance of the force in the future riding on this pregnancy, the council have insisted Anakin and anyone close to him are not safe at the temple from the war and the sith.

They have decided it would make more sense for all of us in this room and Moira our healer to travel and stay on Tatooine for the next six months until the quadruplets are born, then we all shall return to Coruscant.”

Anakin added “we’ve decided to stay with or near to my mother. We shall be leaving for six months in less an emergency or event of some urgent need arises, at the end of the week. Any questions?” he asked.

Anakin nearly growled aloud when he was suddenly hit with a mental image of Obi-wan down on his knees and taking his length deep down into his throat, Anakin bit his bottom lip, and sent Obi-wan a very obscene mental hand gestured down their link.

Sabe nodded “when you say Tatooine, you mean the desert like planet we were stranded on seventeen years ago, when Naboo had been under attack form the trade federation, and everyone had thought I was the really queen and not the decoy and body guard?”

Obi-wan nodded and chuckled “yes the very one in the same. And I assure you, you and I will be seeing a lot more of the planet then just the out skirts from the front window of a space craft.” Sabe giggled, knowing exactly what he meant.

Dorme sighed “it wasn’t my place at the time to say, you know with me being one of the handmaidens and all, but I was so bored, I was practically reduced to tears. It was alright for you Obi-wan you were tinkering around with the ships hyper drive and engine.”

Obi-wan laughed and nodded “fare enough you do have a valid point, I was occupied while you merely watched over Sabe, who was posing as Padme at the time, and merely there to look beautiful, when you were grooming or helping Sabe change gowns and robes. I concede.”

Sabe grumbled “that was all there was to do, either that or look out at the desert until I started to hallucinate.” Anakin snorted while Obi-wan smirked and replied “go a head and laugh, I would like to know what you and Qui-Gon and Padme got up to, while we started to hallucinate from looking at the desert for so long?”

Anakin sent Obi-wan a mental image play by play of what he remembered as he spoke. Anakin grinned “Qui-Gon was busy betting Padme’s ship and all the winnings from the pod race with Wotto that slimy git who enslaved me and still slaves my mother.

He had this bet going, in order to win the parts needed for the ship, he persuaded Wotto to allow me to enter the latest pod race, with a pod racer I had built but he was made to believe Qui-Gon had won in a game of chance against one of the Hutts. Because he didn’t have the correct currency to pay for the parts other wise as Jedi mind tricks didn’t work on Wotto’s species.

If I’d not won that race Wotto would have ended up owning the ship as well as having all the winnings.” He continued “Jar Jar was busy trying to get himself killed by the huts, and naturally just causing trouble and being clumsy.

Padme didn’t at first trust me a mere boy who they’d hardly just met, to win them the parts for the ship. She unintentionally referred to me as a slave, which in return offended me naturally, which had me telling her straight out that I was a person called Anakin. And before that I said the one thing that when I think back on it makes me cringe. I asked her if she were an angel.”

Obi-wan snorted as he was quite literately being given a replay of that moment though Anakin’s memories. While Sabe and Dorme giggled and cooed at how sweet that was.

Anakin cleared his throat and raised his eyebrow at Obi-wan who continued to smirk at him. “Ok, now that we’ve got the trip down memory lane out of the way.

Now we need to start to pack our possessions that we want to take with us, and of course we need to arrange transportation that we will use to get us to Tatooine and communicate with the council for the next six months, during council meetings.”

Obi-wan nodded and said he would take care of the ship. He added in jest “Ani love, are you an angel?” Sabe and Dorme giggled hysterically. Anakin merely raised an eyebrow and commented off handily “no, but you’ll be something else alright if you don’t let that go and cease to tease me over it thank you very much.”

Obi-wan merely smirked and lifted his hands in mock surrender, before stepping forwards and planting a gentle kiss on Anakin’s lower lip. Anakin pushed him away and sighed “nope, no you don’t I warned you, I said you’d be something alright.” He said through their link ~yeah you’ll be something alright, try sexually frustrated for the next six months lover. ~

The smirk left Obi-wan’s face as quick as a flash, he pouted and said “ah Ani come on you know I was only joking. You wouldn’t really leave me to go without making love for the next six months would you?”

Anakin merely smirked and turned on his heel and headed for his bed chamber after giving some final instructions, with Obi-wan on his heel complaining trying to coax him self back into his lovers good graces.

Anakin snorted at some of Obi-wan’s attempts to get back within his good graces. He gave in just as they were going to bed.