Disclaimer: *sighs* I would love to own Star Wars but I don't. *sighs again* Oh well, guess I'll just have to keep dreaming.

This story is going to be a bunch of short stories centered around Obi-Wan and Sarah Kenobi. The stories will typically take place in a kitchen of some sort (I'll specify the location at the beginning of each chapter.). This chapter will be set on Livfrhm, in their house. It'll take place shortly after Qui-Gon dies. Obi-Wan and Sarah are both 20 at the beginning but by the end they are 21. Anakin is 9 and 10.

/ = bond speech

~ = personal thoughts

Joy...

Two months earlier...

"Anakin, this is my wife, Sarah," Obi-Wan said, as he introduced his new apprentice to his wife. "Sarah, this my new Padawan, Anakin Skywalker."

Sarah smiled at the boy, "Hello, Anakin."

"Hi," Anakin replied. Then he cocked his head to one side and asked, "You're really Master Obi-Wan's wife?"

She chuckled, "Yes, I am."

Obi-Wan, standing next to her, reached out and put an arm around her waist. He pulled her closer to him and she rested her head on his arm. "We've been married for about a year now, Anakin." He then let go of Sarah and knelt down until he was eye level with Anakin, "Only Livians know that we're married. Well, Master Yoda does too but that's no surprise. Anyway, I need you to promise me something."

Anakin nodded.

"I need you to promise that you won't tell anyone about us unless I either ask you to or you ask one of us if you can and we agree. Can you do that?"

"Yes, Master. I promise," Anakin said. He was both surprised and honored by the fact that his Master was trusting him with this secret. He smiled, "I promise I won't tell anyone."

Obi-Wan returned the smile, "Thank you, Padawan."

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Present day...

Obi-Wan walked into the kitchen. He and Anakin had just returned from Coruscant after spending a few weeks there and he was happy to be home. He had sent Anakin upstairs to unpack.

He smiled as he spotted his wife next to the stove. As quietly as he could, he tip-toed over to her and wrapped his arms around her. She jumped in surprise but relaxed when she realized it was him.

Turning around to face him, she frowned, "Obi-Wan Kenobi, how many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like that?"

"Sorry. I couldn't resist," Obi-Wan said, laughing.

"Hmmmm..." was all she said.

Still smiling, Obi-Wan leaned down and kissed her. Once he has pulled back, she looked at him. There was something in her eyes that he couldn't decipher.

"Could you set the table for supper, love?" She asked quietly.

"Of course," he said, moving to get the plates.

As he was putting the dishes on the table, a piece of paper at the center of the table caught his eye. Picking it up, he turned to Sarah, "What's this?"

She smiled, "You tell me."

He looked closely at the little picture. It didn't really look like a picture, as there were no people or landscapes in it. Just a black and white photo that, the more he looked at it, looked like something he had seen before. Then it clicked...

His head snapped up to look at her. "Are you..." he stopped, seemingly unable to form words anymore.

Sarah laughed, still smiling, "Yes, Obi-Wan! I'm pregnant!"

Obi-Wan just stared at her for a moment. She waited, knowing everything would soon fall into place. She was right.

"Woah!!" He shouted excitedly. He ran to her and lifted her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he spun her. He then set her back down and kissed her.

"I take it your happy?" She asked, smiling wider than before.

"Happy? I've never been happier!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, his smile matching hers. "How far along are you?"

"About two months," she replied.

Just then, Anakin, having heard his Master shout, came running in. "Is everything okay?"

"Better than okay, Anakin," Obi-Wan said, his gaze never leaving Sarah's face.

"Then why did you shout?" Anakin asked, clearly confused.

Sarah then explained what had happened to the boy. By the time she was done, he was smiling too. "Wizard!"

"Indeed," Sarah said.

Obi-Wan, who had been silent for a few minutes, spoke then, "I guess that would make you either a big brother or an uncle, Anakin. Your choice."

Anakin's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Yes."

Anakin thought for a moment, "I think I'd like to be an uncle. That sounds cool."

Obi-Wan and Sarah laughed.

"Then an uncle you will be!" Obi-Wan said.

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Seven months later...

Obi-Wan stood in the kitchen, holding his newborn daughter. The family had just returned from the hospital and Sarah had gone to lie down for a few minutes on the couch. Anakin was sitting at the kitchen table, watching his Master.

Obi-Wan looked down at her. She had purple eyes, just like her mother only a few shades lighter, as well as her mother's black hair. She looked almost exactly like Sarah. Obi-Wan couldn't think of any other word to describe her besides beautiful.

As they looked at each other, he spoke, "Hello there, little one."

They still hadn't decided on a name. None of the names they had picked seemed to fit her. Then one came to him.

After asking Sarah if she approved, he looked back at his daughter and said, "Welcome home, Natalie."

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A/N: Quick fact about Sarah. She is Force sensitive but it wasn't discoverd by Obi-Wan until later. Obi-Wan, once they got married, decided to train her to be a Livian Jedi, which is basically a Grey Jedi but a little different. Also, Natalie is the name of Obi-Wan's grandmother, who died shortly before Qui-Gon, for those of you who haven't read my other stories.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! More to come soon. Feel free to review but, as always, no flames please.