'Annalise Kenobi' Anna thought, thinking about how perfect it sounded to her. She knew it was, by the Jedi code, wrong for her and Obi to have gotten married especially since she had still been his padawan when they married. And she knew that she shouldn't have, by the Jedi code, let her master into her bed and inside of her body. But he'd felt so right there, slowly moving inside of her tight walls, suckling on her pink nipples as his beard prickled her skin. Everything about their relationship was wrong but it was so right.

She took her seat as they began to take off, the Chancellor in the very front, accompanied by R2, and Anna and Obi-Wan in the back. Anna sighed deeply, "I need a bath. I swear I think I have oil in my hair from that one droid on the bridge."

Obi-Wan laughed. Anna put her head on Obi-Wan's arm that rested behind her. "Hey, don't put your oil infested hair on me." He jokingly protested. She punched him in the chest and put her head back on his arm. "You are so beautiful, Mrs. Kenobi." He whispered.

"Only because I'm so in love with you Mr. Kenobi." Anna whispered back. She smiled then pursed her lips together, resisting the urge to kiss him.

It didn't take long for the ship to land at its destination where a mass of people, such as Mace Windu and Senators Organa and Padmè Amidala stood patiently. R2 and Chancellor Palpatine were the first ones out. Anna followed but noticed Obi-Wan reclining against the frame of the door. She moved back up the steps crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "Aren't you coming master?" she asked. She stood a step below him, crossing her arms beneath her breasts and tilting her head upward just enough to look him in the eyes.

"Oh, no. I'm not brave enough for politics. I have to report to the council. Besides someone needs to be the poster girl." He gave a cheeky smile, knowing she wasn't thrilled to talk to politicians, especially on her own.

"Hold on there, lover boy. This whole operation was completely your idea."

"Let us not forget, my sweet Annalise, that you rescued me from the buzz droids. And you captured Count Dooku, and you saved the Chancellor… carrying me unconscious on your back. Oh by the way : thanks for that/"

She bit her lip and smiled. "All because of your training."

"Annalise, let's be fair. Today you were the hero and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians." He said, extending his arm and flourishing it out towards the mass of people. Anna smiled at Obi-Wan and she knew that she would cave.

"All right." She finally said, "But you owe me one, and not for saving your skin for the tenth time." Her hands were placed firmly on her hips.

"Ninth time. That business on Cato Neimoidia doesn't- doesn't count."He said, staring at her for a long time. His stare never failed to make the young woman self conscious.

"What is it?" she asked, concerned.

"I could kiss you. Right here, right now, in front of everybody and then we'd never have to worry about the Jedi order ever again. We could go anywhere, even stay here on Coruscant if you'd like. Anything you wanted. We could have a normal life just like we've always talked about. But I know you, you'll want to fight until this war is over. That way when we do leave you don't feel as if you're abandoning them."

"It's almost over. I can feel it."

"I can too. I love you."

"I love you too. I'll see you at the briefing."

Anna felt all eyes were on her as soon as she was within five feet of the group. She immediately spotted Padmè who rushed to her young friend, giving her a tight hug which she gratefully returned. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Dooku being led into a large transport heading for the temple. "I'm proud of you, Anna." Her dear friend whispered, noticing her slight attention to Dooku."

"Thanks sis. It's just a bit frustrating knowing that Grievous got away." Anna whispered back.

"And that means, of course, that the senate will continue this damned war."

"Precisely."

The crowd began to walk amongst the vast columns. Senator Organa took the opportunity to greet the young Knight. "Anna, my dear, the Republic cannot praise you enough."

"Thank you, Bail." Bail was a tall man with tanned skin, dark brown eyes and perfectly placed black hair. He was currently glowing with pride over his young friend.

"Unfortunately, the fighting will continue until General Grievous is nothing but spare parts. Personally, I'd do it myself but I think the other Jedi are tired of Master Kenobi and I being in the lime light. Honestly, I'm tired of being in the lime light." She, along with Padmè and Organa, let out a low chuckle.

"Well my friend, I will do everything I can in the senate."

"Excuse me, senator."

"Certainly."

The young woman pulled Padmè aside in between a row of columns. "Anna! Oh, there had whispers that you'd been killed! I was so worried. Is Ahsoka okay?" Padmè once again threw her arms around Anna, holding her tighter than she had before.

"I'm okay and so is Ahsoka. I'm just glad to be home. How about Saturday, you, Ahsoka and I go out for drinks?"

"That sounds perfect." Padmè then frowned. "Is Ahsoka even old enough to drink?"

"Nope."

"Cool."

Anna was so excited to be back in her apartment. It bore a striking resemblance to the apartment Padmè had. Granted it was smaller and a bit less extravagant. She stood by the faux gold fountain, the water gently trickling as the sun began to rise over Coruscant, waiting for Obi-Wan to get back. He and a few members of the council had decided to go out the night before for a few drinks and some pool. She had patiently been waiting all night after returning from her little girls' night. When it seemed he wouldn't be home that night, she'd gone to bed. She didn't like sleeping without Obi-Wan but it was only one night. She'd gotten up early on this morning, pinning her hair back in a low 'ponytail' with a single diamond clip shaped like a star that Ahsoka had given her as a wedding gift. She dressed in a long lace gown that pooled at her feet with a medium sized train. The sleeves stopped a bit beneath her wrist, held by several white buttons. The dresses plunging neckline ended in a clean 'V' just above her naval. The keyhole back was almost covered by her long hair.

She sat for a while against a nearby couch but after her stomach began to rumble, she decided that food was what she needed. As she ate a quick breakfast that consisted of toast, scrambled eggs, bacon and coffee she heard her VI in the living area. "You have received a new message." She wiped her lips on a clean napkin, dropped her empty plate into the sink, and walked back into the living area. "You have received a new message." The VI said again.

"Two messages?"

She pressed the small console on her center glass table. The first voice message played.

"Hello Ms. Skywalker, this is Doctor Tiscali at the Medical clinic. Your test results have come back positive, ma'am. Congratulations."

"End of message." The VI said.

Anna clapped her hands over her mouth. Positive? Oh my God! How is this possible? She thought, pressing the console, deleting the message and playing the next one.

"Hullo, Anna, it's me. I know I'm extremely late and I'm so sorry but- Hey! Don't mess with that! I-I'm sorry. Anyway, as I was saying: I was heading home last night when the council called me and, well, I've got a bit of surprise for you. I'd tell you what it is but you might not believe it and this is just something you need to see for yourself. I'll be home in about five minutes. Love you."

"Wonderful." She sighed. As Obi-Wan pulled up in his ship to the apartment, she noticed a figure in the ship who had a hood covering up his face. Obi-Wan motioned for him to stay put for a moment. He got out of the ship and Anna, feeling relieved and slightly nervous. "Obi!" she called for him, embracing him in a tight hug, "are you okay? You sounded worried."

"Yes, I'm alright. Are you okay? You look pale."

"Honey, something incredible had just happened. I'm pregnant."

"Oh my- that's amazing!" he embraced her more fiercely. "And here I thought I would be the only one with incredible news."

"Please tell me." She said, her face becoming quite demanding.

"Someone who shouldn't be here has returned to us."

Anna looked at her husband, confused. "Sweetheart, you aren't making sense. Who's here?"

"Qui-Gon."