POV: Ahsoka Tano

Rain was passed out on the couch in the living room. My father, Jared, and Obi-Wan were the last people remaining after the party finished. The three of them were getting acquainted with each other, discussing their roles in the wedding while Anakin and I spent some time together in the kitchen.

He had slow, quiet music playing and we slow danced in small circles. His hands were on my hips and my arms were traditionally around his neck. "Thank you so much for tonight," I whispered, resting my head against his chest.

"I'm glad you had a good time, love."

Our voices were hushed, deepening the intimacy we had right now. He reached over to the counter and picked up a bowl of berries – my favorite ones. I smiled as he put on in his mouth, holding it by his teeth. "Where's mine?"

He pointed at the large strawberry and I giggled, tilting my face towards his. I nibbled on it until our lips met. I could taste the sweet juice on his tongue and I moaned as he slid his hand down to my area, rubbing me gently. I felt myself getting wetter with each passing moment that we stood here – alone.

I glanced down towards his pants and saw the bulge. I smiled and moved his pants so I could slide my hand into them to stroke him gently. He kissed my collarbone and I sighed happily. He whispered several times that he loved me and that he would do anything for me. A door opened in the other room and stomping feet drew closer. I thought it might have been my father and Jared getting at it over who was going to walk me down the aisle.

"So I wasn't even invited to your party? I come in and see you giving this horny bastard a hand job?"

I squeaked and pulled my hand out of Anakin's pants as she made disgusted noises and faces. Anakin held me tightly for a moment before she made the most horrid facial expression I'd ever seen. "This is why Anakin didn't invite you," I growled.

She glared at him and he slowly relaxed his hold on me before speaking. "You and your sisters piss me off, Mrs. Tano. At least I'll know who not to invite to our wedding."

"She's my daughter. You can't make this decision –"

"You're not coming to the wedding, mom."

She stared at me in silent horror, not believing that those words had just escaped my lips. "You can't do that!"

"We're making the list together!" I screamed. "Anakin and I are the couple! Why would we invite you to the biggest day of our lives when all you've done in the past year is insult him?"

Anakin rubbed my back soothingly and I was tempted to spin around and drag him up to bed. "Zira, I think you –"

"I don't want to hear my name escape your lips, slave!"

"Go frak yourself!" I screamed unintentionally. "Get out!"

Before I realized it, she launched herself towards me and slammed my face pretty hard. I fell to the floor and Anakin's body was set into motion. The next thing I saw was my mother ram into a wall because of Anakin. He dropped down to hold me as Obi-Wan, Jared, and my father came in. "What's going on?"

"Take care of her," Anakin growled. Jared took his place in trying to relax me. I watched Anakin's blurry form reached out towards my mother and snatch her. "You are forbidden from ever entering my house again!" he whispered, pulling her up roughly. I could hear the threatening tone in his voice and it scared me to death. He began to drag her out as she protested.

"Ahsoka," Jared whispered, stroking my montrals gently.

"I'm okay," I whispered, wiping my eyes. "Someone go stop him." Obi-Wan pushed himself up and darted out of the kitchen to go get Anakin. I stared up at my father sadly. "I hate her. Nothing I've done has ever been good enough for her…"

Glass shattered outside and I nearly screamed, thinking something had happened to Anakin or Obi-Wan. I jumped up and Jared balanced me before I ran for the front door. It opened and I smacked directly into the broad, chiseled chest I'd laid my head on so many times. "Ani," I whispered, staring up at his face desperately.

"I… broke the window…"

"Are you okay?"

I glanced down at the damaged and bloody hand he was holding. He flexed it and hissed. I frowned and carefully grabbed his wrist, leading him back to the kitchen. Obi-Wan came in after us and I began to clean Anakin's knuckles. He flinched and I swore he was going to lash out at me because of the pain. He gripped the counter with his mechno. I stared at his face, contorted in pain, and my heart tightened.

I wrapped his hand a few minutes later and the five of us stood around him. I held his hand, stroking his knuckles gently. I didn't want to hurt him, but didn't want to stop touching him either. My dad cautiously stepped forward to touch Anakin's shoulder, apologizing very briefly and sincerely. Anakin sighed and shook his head, giving my father a forced smile. "It's not your fault, Zion. I hit the window because I didn't want to hit someone."

His eyes met mine and he sighed again, becoming flustered. "You're a good man, Anakin. You're going to treat my daughter right. I know it already."

"Thank you," he whispered.

Several moments of awkward silence loomed over us until Obi-Wan cleared his throat. I saw resentment in Anakin's eyes as he glanced at his former Master. "I'll take these two back home," he whispered. "It's a long flight back to Coruscant."

I nodded and Anakin looked away from him. "Thank you all for coming," I whispered.

My dad was the first to stop forward, kissing my forehead. Jared gave me a quick, tight hug. They both, being the father figures of my life, told us to take care of ourselves. Jared shook Anakin's mechanical hand in a friendly manner and my dad embraced him as tightly as he could without killing him. Obi-Wan said a quiet good-bye, giving Anakin a quick glance and kissing me on the cheek.

The three of them left and I stared up at Anakin. "Are you okay?" I rested my right hand on his chest and he just stared ahead.

"No," he whispered suddenly, storming off. I gaped at him before running off after him. I grabbed his shoulder before he could step out onto the patio. He stopped and sighed heavily in a frustrated manner. "Ahsoka, I'm really frustrated. Can you just let me go?"

"Talk to me," I begged. "I'm here, Ani."

He sighed again before turning around to face me. He grabbed my hands and held them on his chest. "I wasn't great at celebrating your birthday when we were Jedi. I wanted this birthday to be special and it was ruined…"

I smiled at him lovingly, squeezing his hands. "Ani, my birthday was great. You proposed to me and invited a lot of people. I got a lot of things I liked and I love you." He looked so hurt and it broke my heart. I leaned up a bit to kiss his jaw. "My birthday was special because I had you to celebrate it with."

"Ahsoka, you don't have to lie –"

"You think I'm lying? Anakin, my mother and my aunts didn't hurt me enough to ruin my day." I slid my hands up to his neck and rubbed him gently. "This is the best birthday I've ever had because you spent the entire day with me. You made today perfect." I smiled at him as he began to lean forward. His forehead pressed against mine and my hands wound around the back of his head, running through his warm hair. "I love you, Anakin."

"Can I at least end the day of your amazing birth on a good note?"

"Of course you can."

"If you weren't born today, I'd have no reason to live," he whispered. His warm lips pressed up against my eye markings one at a time. "I can't imagine my life without you in it…"

My heart began to beat harder and faster with each kiss on my face. I knew what was coming and I was all the more eager for him to hurry up. He slid my robe back until it slid down my arms and plopped down onto the floor. He rubbed my bare shoulders and devoured my lips. I closed my eyes and smiled as he moved his lips slowly. The only noises in the room where that of our lips smacking against each others' and our quiet moans as we enjoyed each other. I slowly slid my right hand into his pants like I had earlier and I stroked his hard member. My entire body warmed up as he moaned against my lips. He broke away to pant quietly.

He leaned forward, making me fall back a bit, before lifting me into his arms. I giggled before he began to kiss me with a bit more fervor. I ran my fingers through his hair and opened my eyes briefly to look at his face. His eyes were closed and he looked so happy. I closed my eyes again and enjoyed his warmth and love.

He kissed the side of my face a few times before the twins began to wail upstairs. He and I sighed simultaneously before opening our eyes to stare at each other. "We had to know that this was going to be short lived," he whispered. He gently lowered my feet onto the floor and I held his sides, staring up at his face. He hugged me warmly and rubbed my rear lek.

"I love you, Ani," I whispered, gripping the back of his shirt tightly. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too, Snips," he teased. I felt his heart beat against mine a moment longer before he pulled back to smile at me. "You go get a bottle of Mandalorian Wine from the kitchen, love. I'll put Rain to bed and get them back to sleep as quickly as I can. It's too early to feed them. After that, I'm all yours."

I smiled up at him before he kissed me one last time. He moved past me to scoop Rain up into his strong, warm arms. I watched him slowly and carefully carry her upstairs before I went into the kitchen. I opened the cooler and found the bottle he'd been talking about.

I sat down on the couch as I heard him moving around upstairs. The babies had quieted down, so I assumed he'd hummed something to them. They always seemed to go down for him pretty quickly when he did that. I heard the door slide to a close quietly before his footsteps came closer to the top of the stairs. I smiled in anticipation as he began to come downstairs.

I glanced at him as he stepped off of the last stair and I smiled wider at the fact that he'd removed his shirt for me. I whistled and watched his cheeks darken. "Hello, sexy," I whispered, raising my left eye marking.

He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck for a moment before stepping closer to me. He sat beside me and kissed my jaw. "Hello, beautiful."

He sat beside me and took the bottle from the table, opening it with his mechanical fingers. "I take it we're drinking from the bottle tonight?"

I leaned towards him and he wrapped his arms around me. I watched the bottle levitate towards the table in front of us. I closed my eyes and smiled. "I thought it might be safer for us. It'll be less glass to break."

He snickered and I giggled with him. "Good thinking."

I sat up and grabbed the bottle again. "What should we drink to?"

He leaned forward and took the part of the bottle that I wasn't holding in his flesh hand. "To us," he whispered. "For making it through hell and back and for making such beautiful children."

"To us then."

"To us," he repeated. I let go of the bottle and he took a nice, long swig of it before handing it back to me. He drank almost a fourth of it by himself. I drank as much as I could to try to impress him, but it wasn't much. I wasn't really a drinker, even after working in a bar. I handed it back to him and he kissed me before capping it and setting it back on the table.

A/N: Holy Force! Finally, an update! I'm proud of myself for finishing this chapter off. I'm sorry for taking so long to update anything at all. My personal life has gotten a bit out of hand, but it's all starting to come back together again, so I'm going to try to update a bit more often rather than once in a while every two weeks. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!