POV: Ahsoka Tano

I ran and cried the entire time I was running. Was Anakin really leaving me to go back to Padme? I ran past a fountain that looked beautiful. I was out of breath because I hadn't stopped running for several minutes. I relaxed beside it and put my hand inside of it. It felt really cool, not like... Kaimi. I left her with Satine! Oh, my anger toward Anakin made me forget all about my daughter...

I got up and began running back toward the shops. I hoped that Satine was still here.

I rounded a corner and ran into someone's back.

"Hey!" the figure turned around angrily. It was Anakin. When he saw that it was me, his glare softened and he hugged me. "Hey…"

I cried into his shoulder, but I did return the hug. I loved him and I guess some part of him loved me. I guess I could understand that he would want Padme. She's a beautiful human... I'm just a Togruta. He kissed my montrals. I looked up at him and he smiled widely. "Hey, Ani." He had something on his arm. It was inside of a large plastic cover. "What's this?"

"You'll see later."

"Anakin," I sighed. "If you want to go back to her, just tell me, okay? I'll understand. She had your child, too."

"I do not want to go back to Padme. Yes, she had my child, but I didn't know about her for almost five years. I knew you were having my child and I made sure that I was always here for you when I could be. I love you, Ahsoka. There is no one else that I am romantically capable of falling for right now. I love you too much."

He kissed my forehead lightly and I closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, Anakin. All of this stress is getting to me. I never get to spend any time with you. You're always out with Obi-Wan..." I paused. "You're not –"

"No, no, no," he replied quickly, as if trying to reassure me before I could start doubting him again. I smiled weakly and nodded. "You'll see everything later tonight, my love. You'll love it. Trust me." I felt my expression become confused. Did he actually know that I was going to love whatever it was he has been doing? Well, I'm hoping so. I don't want to disappoint him when he's been working so hard. I can't wait to see whatever it is tonight. "Let's... head back to the lake house. Satine took Kaimi there."

I nodded and took his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. I grasped his metallic ones, and they felt…different, but I would get used to them. That mechanical hand was his, so I would get used to it. I could tell that he was up to something. It wasn't my birthday... no surprise. There was no holiday...

What was he up to?

We walked in peaceful silence all the way back to the lake house. He kissed me lightly, but passionately outside of it. As he slowly pulled away, I saw him smile widely. I laughed and smiled at him. "Daddy!"

We both turned around to see Shmi. It felt kind of weird seeing his daughter. It had been a real shocker to find out from Padme that they had a child while I was having one.

"Hey, kid," he smiled. She ran to him and he caught her in his arms and picked her up. He spun her around once and then laughed. I hoped that he would be that energetic when our daughter grew up...

I wasn't paying attention to them. "What's wrong?"

My attention snapped to him. "What do you mean?"

"Why are you upset?"

"I'm not upset."

"Yes, you are. Talk to me, Ahsoka."

I sighed. "Anakin, I am not –"

He interrupted me by kissing me. "Don't deny it, love. I can read you like an open book... and sense it, too."

"I'll talk to you later, Mr. Secretive."

"Ah, so now you're being secretive?" he teased, smirking.

"Mhm," I replied, walking into the lake house.

"Oh, I see how it is." Shmi ran past me with Anakin's plastic bag trailing behind her. That was a bad sign. I decided not to turn around.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he began to tickle me. I began crying out, pleading for him to stop. We both laughed uncontrollably. He picked me up bridal style and carried me into our room. Kaimi was sound asleep in the crib. He shushed me and put me on the bed. I giggled and kissed his hand.

He crawled on top of me and leaned down, kissing my montrals and lekku. I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair. There was a knock on the door. He kept kissing me. "Hey, are you two busy?"

"Go away, Padme," Anakin moaned. I giggled and pushed him off of me lightly. He rolled onto his side and held my hand.

"Come in," I called out, not waking Kaimi.

Padme entered and looked at us awkwardly. "Was I interrupting something?"

"No," I said. I saw Anakin nod with a serious face. I laughed and punched him lightly in the stomach.

Padme smiled when she saw how playful we were with each other. "Hey, Ahsoka, I need you for a few minutes."

"For what?"

She looked at Anakin. "You'll see. Come with me."

I cautiously got off of the bed, looking back at Anakin. He smiled warmly at me and I went out of the door with Padme. "What's going on?"

"Just follow me."

We entered her room. Shmi was asleep on the bed. There was a large dresser in the corner of the room. She walked over to it and opened it. There was the wedding dress that I had chosen earlier. How did she know that it was the one I wanted? "How...?"

"Get dressed. I want to see it on you."

"Why now? We aren't officially getting married for a few more months."

"I just want to see if adjustments need to be made for you, Ahsoka."

I sighed and nodded. "Okay, that sounds wonderful. Thank you, Padme."

I grabbed the dress gingerly and went into the refresher. I put it on and it fit perfectly. I smiled at myself in the mirror. I did actually look good in white.

Padme knocked and asked if she could come in. I allowed her entrance and she stared at me in awe. "Wow, Ahsoka. You look beautiful. Now, we're going to test the makeup. I want to experiment with it before the big day. I don't want to mess it up on the day of. This is practice."

I allowed her to seat me in front of the mirror and take out her makeup kits. She went to town and back with it. I could tell that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. I smiled, allowing her to play with my face.

POV: Anakin Skywalker

"Anakin, come on. Padme is getting her dressed," Obi-Wan ordered, rushing into my room.

"Is everything set up outside? Is it just the way I showed you?"

He sighed. "Yes, Anakin. Satine and I personally took care of it. Everything is just as it should be."

"But what if she doesn't like it?"

"Anakin. Relax. Breathe in and out. She'll love it. You're getting yourself too worked up. Everything is perfect. The sun will begin setting once Padme is done fixing her up.

"Do you happen to know what Padme said to her?"

"Satine does. She won't tell me..."

"Daddy?" Shmi entered the room, looking tired.

"Hey," I whispered, kissing her forehead. "Were you sleeping?"

"Where did mommy go?"

"She's helping Ahsoka with something. Do you want to stay in here with Obi-Wan and me?"

She nodded, crawling into my lap. She rested her head on my chest and pulled her legs up to her chest. I ran my hand through her dark, blonde hair. She closed her eyes and smiled. I stroked her back until she was completely asleep and then I placed her on my bed. I covered her up after propping her up against the pillows. "What a good father you are."

"Shut up, Obi-Wan."

He chuckled. "All right. Now, where is this suit you bought?"

I looked around. "Shmi had it." I sighed and put my face in my palm. "It's probably in Padme's room. I'll be right back."

I stood and walked out of my room, silently creeping into Padme's room. I walked up to the large dresser that was almost like a wardrobe. I opened it and there my suit was, hanging along the side. I pulled it off of the hangar and silently ran back into my room. "Let me see it." I smirked and handed it to Obi-Wan. "Wow, this looks a lot like mine. Did Satine –"

"No. I actually bought this one. I didn't mean to make it look like yours. I can return it and get another one if you want."

"Don't worry about it. You're stressed out enough as it is. Now, I'm not a very good stylist. You're going to have to fix your own hair and make yourself look decent. Otherwise, I'll drag Satine in here."

"I heard my name and style said," Satine laughed from the other room. She walked in and looked at me. "You get dressed, young man. Afterward, I will meet you in the refresher. We're going to fix you right up."

She went back into the living room. I turned to Obi-Wan and whispered, "I wonder how she's going to fix me up without feeling bad. She is your wife."

He smirked. "She's not going –"

"I know. I wouldn't do that anyway. It would be... weird."

"Did you hear that, Satine?"

I sighed and laughed. He joined in and I shook my head. "All right. I'm going to get dressed."

"Satine, he's getting dressed now!"

"She doesn't need to know everything, Obi-Wan," I laughed.

"He's taking his shirt off now. Oh, there goes the rest. Satine! You're missing it!"

The two of us burst into laughter. Satine rushed into the room very dramatically. "Oh, too bad I missed out," she joked. Her expression became slightly serious. "Are you two drunk?"

"I think Obi-Wan is," I said, raising my hands in innocence. "I'm not drinking."

"Obi, are you drunk?"

"Huh?"

I laughed. I decided to walk out of the room before things got out of control. Obi-Wan was probably drunk. He does that on occasion... I undressed myself from my Jedi garments. I couldn't get used to wearing normal clothes because I'd been a Jedi for so long. It was the same with Obi-Wan, but at least he wore different things.

I looked at the suit and stared. I was really doing this. I was going to marry my seventeen year old Padawan. Well, we've been through so much from the start. I was in love with her. Our love intensified once Kaimi arrived. I sighed and smiled at myself in the mirror. I put the suit on and fixed it up. I turned around and opened the door a bit. "Satine, I'm dressed."

She walked in and smiled. "Look at you, handsome. Obi-Wan didn't look as good as you do now."

"I heard that!" he yelled from the other room.

"He's drunk," she laughed, fixing whatever I hadn't done right. She sifted her hands through my hair, making it look messier but halfway decent.

Satine took twenty minutes to get me ready. She hugged me lightly, almost like a relative would. In a way, she was like an older sister to me. I hugged her back and smiled. "Thank you so much, Satine."

"You're welcome, Anakin. I'm glad that we've become so close. Obi-Wan loves being around you and the children."

"I love that all of us are like one big family. It's cozy and heartwarming."

She smiled at me. Had I really just said that? "You're such a sweetheart."

I looked down briefly and smiled. "It's how I feel. I'm overprotective when it comes to defense and combat, but I care and I love just like a normal person does when they're with their friends and family."

"Obi-Wan always spoke highly of you to me. I can completely understand why. There's nothing about you not to like."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," she laughed. "It's time to get out there and wait for your beautiful bride. I'll go check up on her. Hopefully Obi will sober a bit beforehand. The children are all sound asleep. Do you want them to be there?"

"Well, Shmi is the only one who would really understand and comprehend what's going on. Airi and Kaimi are too young."

She nodded and walked back out into the bedroom. I heard her softly asking Shmi if she wanted to watch me do something. "What's daddy going to do?"

"He's going to marry his princess so he can make her his queen."

"Awe, daddy is going to be a king!"

"Yes, he is."

I laughed to myself and sighed. I walked out into the room and Shmi ran to me. I knelt down and hugged her. "Daddy, you're going to be a king!"

"Yep. You're going to be one of my little princesses, Shmi."

"Yay!" she cheered, clapping her hands rapidly.

I took her tiny hand in mine and walked her out onto the space overlooking the lake. It was such a beautiful site, especially at sunset.

I relaxed against a railing, still holding my daughter's hand. The Naboo holy man approached us. He was the same man who married Padme and me. His eyes widened once he saw that it was me. He didn't say anything, but I could feel that he was mocking me. He must think I'm the kind of man to use a woman and find something better and so forth. Satine rushed out. "She's almost ready."

I smiled and nodded. I looked around. The sight was breathtaking. Ahsoka would love it. I had nothing to worry about. This is what Ahsoka wanted and I loved it. I loved creating this scene. I paid for everything with my own credits by selling a few unneeded speeder parts. I sold everything that wasn't important to me so I could make this possible. Yes, Satine offered to help out, but I told her I wanted to do this on my own. This was a special moment for us.

"Padme, why am I walking around in this? Don't you think Anakin will –?"

Ahsoka's eyes met mine and she gasped. Her eyes widened and began to form tears. She smiled at me and I could tell that she was happy. She looked around at everything and took it all in. That smile never left her face. I felt tears forming in my own eyes. She looked beautiful. She always did, but her smile just completed the perfect picture. I've never seen her smile like this.

Obi-Wan walked out and took her hand and wrapped it over his arm. She smiled at him.

Shmi walked over to Padme and held her hand. Satine stood beside Padme as Obi-Wan slowly walked Ahsoka to me. I looked at Padme very briefly and smiled warmly at her. She nodded and smiled.

Once Obi-Wan had brought Ahsoka to me, she stood across from me. Her eyes never left mine. I nodded to the holy man, commanding him to begin speaking. He began by addressing our friends that surrounded us, welcoming them. He said the same words he's repeated at several wedding ceremonies.

Ahsoka and I whispered our 'I do' line. I took her hands in mine. I watched tears slide down her face and felt some of my own run down my face. The holy man finished everything he was to say and I bent down slowly to press my lips against Ahsoka's. I slowly and passionately kissed her, releasing all of my love.

We separated at the same time. I wiped away her tears and kissed her again. This was the happiest moment of our lives. We were surrounded by our friends. I looked down at the new Mrs. Skywalker and smiled. "I love you, Ahsoka Skywalker," I whispered, kissing her.

She wrapped her arms around me. "I love you, Anakin. Thank you so much."

Life was beautiful. I had my love beside me, where she would remain for the rest of our lives. Everyone I loved was here. They'd all been here. We all remained strong through the moments of rising and falling.