|Origins: A Forever Destined Vignette
Author: Lilac Moon PM
24th in the FD Vig srs. Six months have passed since the events in Wicked Planet. Luke prepares for the trials and his impending fatherhood and the questions surrounding Natalie's origins are answered, as she and Jayden face these revelations together.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Anakin Skywalker & Padmé Amidala - Chapters: 10 - Words: 44,739 - Reviews: 68 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 04-22-12 - Published: 08-02-11 - id: 7246405
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Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I just created my own little AU sandbox to play in.
AN: Here's part 10! Thanks for all the reviews. Enjoy and let me know what you think.
Origins: A Forever Destined Vignette
Jayden held her close, as they curled up together on the sofa in the Skywalker family quarters in the Jedi Temple. They were watching the interview that she had just recorded only an hour ago with Steph and Ethan, along with her parents.
"Thank you Princess for graciously answering all our questions," Ethan said in, as the interview came to a close.
"Thank you for allowing me to personally tell my story. I only hope it will put a rest to most of the untrue gossip out there," Natalie replied.
"I don't know why I said that. The Temple is still swarming with reporters," she complained. Jayden leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"Don't worry about them. Most of those reporters are nothing but insensitive vultures. Besides, some of it is my fault. They're all over me about my powers again. Apparently, I'm dangerous, you know," he replied, giving her a sly look. She smirked and cuddled against him, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Mmm…dangerously handsome, maybe," she purred, as she sought his lips. He eagerly responded, capturing hers in his own hungry embrace. Their lips moved sensually over each other's for several long moments. But before it could become a full blown make out session, Natalie pulled away, seeing as they were going to start showing media reaction to her interview.
"We have just watched an interview given by the Princess of Alderaan and her parents, King and Queen Organa. Earlier today, news broke that the adopted Princess of Alderaan is actually the daughter of two members of a particularly violent sect known as Death Watch. Her Mandalorian father is deceased and her mother is currently in Jedi custody, awaiting trial and sentencing for crimes that are said to include murder, attempted murder, and accessory to her own biological daughter's kidnapping. The Death Watch sect leader, known as Blaine, was also apprehended by the Jedi tonight, as was notorious bounty hunter, Cad Bane. It has been speculated that the youngest Skywalker twins had a large hand in their apprehension, once again displaying powers much like their sire, the Chosen One. Many are wondering if these two padawan powerhouses have no limit to their extraordinary abilities. Many more are concerned that such power could be a danger to the entire Republic one day. Senator Organa, however, was quick to dismiss any worry over the twins, citing that they, like their father, are the Republic's first line of defense against evil,"
The reporter droned on and he was sure Natalie's interview would slowly be picked apart by people that made their living at tearing people down. But he would have none of it and the holoscreen went dark, as he raised his hand.
"Nothing they have say means anything, because we know the truth," he assured her.
"I know…but they have every right to question my position. I'm not Alderaanian by blood and…" Natalie said. He cut her off by bringing his finger to her lips.
"Blood has nothing to do with what kind of person you are," he assured her.
"You're the Princess of Alderaan and someday, you will represent your people in the Senate. They couldn't have better representation. No one can help their origins," he reminded her. She nodded.
"I know…and I know I shouldn't worry about what they think," Natalie chided herself. He lifted her chin with his fingers, making her look him in the eye.
"You're Natalie Organa, Princess of Alderaan and it doesn't matter where you came from or what your roots are. Because to me, you're just…mine," Jayden replied. Natalie melted at his words, as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. He cupped her face in his hands and gently wiped them away, as he gently kissed her lips tenderly. Natalie responded fervently, deepening their kiss. Their lips parted and he pressed his forehead to hers, as they stared into each other's eyes. He gently traced his thumb along the small, barely visible scar along her hairline from the head injury she had sustained. She saw his face darken slightly, as the thought of the man that had given this to her and she gently pulled his hand away.
"I'm fine…thanks to you. Luke told me what happened while I was unconscious…how your powers just erupted," she said.
"I thought you were going to die and my heart was breaking," he replied, as his voice hitched slightly.
"Shh…but I didn't die. I'm okay," she assured him and he nodded.
"I know. I love you Natalie," he whispered, as their lips drew closer again. She smiled, her heart melting even more.
"I love you too," she replied, as their lips met again.
The next morning…
Dawn was upon the Coruscant horizon and even though it was an artificial sunrise, years of early rising was ingrained into him. He opened his eyes and stretched his arms over his head. He yawned and smiled down at his wife, as she lay sleeping atop his bare chest, her head tucked against the nape of his neck. He returned his left arm to her waist, as he resumed holding her tightly. He inhaled the sweet scent of her chestnut curls and it was like heaven. No matter how many mornings he had awakened with her in his arms like this, he knew he would never tire of it. He pressed his lips to her forehead, as she stirred gently, cooing softly. He smiled, as her eyes fluttered open and dark, soulful eyes met sparkling sapphire ones. Even at this hour, she was breathtaking to him.
"Morning handsome," she cooed.
"Morning beautiful angel," he answered, as their lips met tenderly. He buried his hands in her silken curls, as their lips moved over each other's passionately. Padme gazed into her husband's desire filled eyes. Her own eyes were filled with love and lust for him, as the thoughts of her gorgeous husband making love to her filled her with anticipation. Over twenty years of marriage had done nothing to dull their passion and want for one another. They went to sleep at night, entwined in each other's arms, often after making love and awoke to the same amorous activities often, before they began their day. They were bonded to one another, two halves of one soul, eternal lovers with insatiable hunger for each other...
Natalie clutched Jayden's hand tightly; as they approached the Temple's holding cells, which were located in the bowels of the compound. He squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"You don't have to do this, you know," he reminded her. She nodded.
"I know, but I need to see her. Marcus says she really was concerned about me when I got hurt. I know she's going to prison and I don't think we'll ever be close. But I still want to tell her that I don't hate her," Natalie replied. He smiled at her and kissed her cheek.
"You're amazingly strong," he complimented.
"Only because you're my strength," she replied, as they approached Day'na's cell. She was purposely in the first cell so they did not have to walk passed the holding cells that contained Cad Bane or Blaine. As Day'na looked up, she was startled for a moment, but then quickly came closer to the bars. She was surprised to see her daughter and her boyfriend.
"Natalie…oh I'm so glad you're okay," Day'na said. There was an awkward pause, before Natalie spoke.
"I'm glad you're okay too. I'm just sorry that there won't be anything I can do to keep you out of prison," Natalie replied. Day'na reached through the bars and took her hand.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. I was wrong and you have every right to hate me. I planned to use you against Duchess Satine and manipulate my way into ruling Mandalore," Day'na admitted.
"I've done a lot of bad things and making sure you ended up being raised by a good family is the only good thing that I have ever done. I'm a selfish person and I won't lie to you about who I am. I wouldn't blame you if had not come," Day'na confessed. Natalie nodded.
"I'm not naïve about your past, especially now that I know what you've been involved in. But I'm not you and for all the wrongs you committed, I will work to right another. Your decision to give me up made me who I am and I would never dishonor that by following in your footsteps, despite the things the Holonet is saying about me," Natalie said, pausing for a moment.
"I know you won't change overnight and that you might never change. But I do know that you care for me. Your actions at the beginning of my life are proof of that and while you were going to use me, I do not believe you ever wanted me to die," Natalie continued.
"Never…and when I thought my actions might have caused your death, it affected me more deeply than I imagined anything could. I only hope that you'll visit me from time to time. I'd like to get to know you more," Day'na said sincerely, as she squeezed her hand.
"I know you'll never call me mom. I wouldn't expect you to, but I'll gladly watch you from afar. You're going to do great things and you're a far better person than I will ever be," Day'na said, as she withdrew her hand and placed hers on Jayden's.
"Take care of her," Day'na said. The young Jedi stared at her intently, his indigo eyes piercing through her, as they shared a meaningful gaze.
"She's my life. No harm will come to her as long as I'm standing in the way," Jayden assured her. It was both a promise and a warning to Day'na for the future. Day'na broke the uneasy gaze and pulled her hand away.
"Go…don't spend your whole day down in this dingy place," she implored. Natalie nodded, as they shared a silent goodbye with their eyes, before she let Jayden lead her away.
"Your Highness, please tell us how you feel about your adopted daughter's true origins?" one reporter shouted at Breha, as she made her way into the Senate building. Bail ignored them more easily than his wife, as he prepared to head to his office for the day. He was reluctant to leave her, but he knew that the young man that they had come to love as a son wouldn't let the vultures overwhelm her.
"Stand back," Shane ordered firmly, as he guarded the Queen of Alderaan.
"Senator Organa, is it true that you are going to allow the girl to continue as Princess of Alderaan?" another shouted.
"Yes, rumor has it that some in parliament have called for her title to be suspended," another shouted.
"Rumor also has it that some of the Jedi are none too thrilled by one of their own being associated with the daughter of two leaders of Death Watch," another spat viciously. Shane's eyes flashed with anger. He hated the media, as they had taken shots at him over his own origins. He didn't wish on his adoptive sister or the boy she loved.
"We have no comment at this time," Bail said calmly, as he recognized one of the reporters as Veronica's father, Timothy. He seemed to always be in the middle when there was any dirt to be had on the Skywalker family or now his family.
"We shouldn't be surprised. They'll allow her to remain Princess, just like they allow this boy to command the Alderaanian military, even though his own parents had known ties to the people responsible for producing the Sith Lord known as Sifo-Dyas," the man said maliciously. Shane's eyes flashed with anger.
"I'm nothing like my father," he spat angrily. Timothy smirked, as he got the intended reaction he was looking for.
"Temper, temper, General Organa. I don't think your sweet little girlfriend would approve if you lost your temper on an innocent reporter. I hear the weak one doesn't much like violence," Timothy goaded. Shane clenched his teeth.
"Say what you want about me, but don't you dare speak about Kimberly. She is far from weak. You know nothing," Shane spat angrily, but Timothy only chuckled.
"Thank you for the sound bites, General. I'm sure the public will find it very interesting," Timothy sneered, as he clicked the recording device off. Suddenly, the holocams and recording devices, including Timothy's sparked and fell to pieces.
"Well, well, General Skywalker. Destroying more public property, I see," Timothy spat, as Anakin approached with Padme on his arm.
"You can send us the bill," Anakin spat back, as he led his wife past the mob of reporters. Breha sighed tiredly, as they all arrived in Bail's office.
"By the stars, how do you two deal with that all time?" Breha asked in exasperation.
"I'm so sorry you have to deal with all of this. I thought Natalie's interview would deter them a little, but Veronica's father has been on a rampage against us since the whole ordeal with her attempted murder," Padme said, as she put a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder.
"But Clovis and Sifo-Dyas are to blame for that," Shane said in confusion.
"Yeah, but that slime slug blames us for Veronica being in that situation in the first place. He's dragged Clovis through the mud too though. And every chance he gets, he manages to bring up the fact that my grandfather was friends with Sifo-Dyas in his youth. He considers us all guilty of everything that's wrong with the galaxy," Anakin replied.
"He's one bitter man," Padme added. Anakin chuckled.
"A bitter prick that needs to get laid, or so Ferus puts it," Anakin joked. They all smiled at that. It was exactly the thing that they would expect from Ferus Olin's mouth.
"Well, let's not let him spoil this day. After we tend to our daily duties, we have a sixteenth life day celebration to attend for Natalie and the twins," Bail reminded, getting them all to smile again. Since the twins and Natalie's life-days were within a week of each other's, they had decided to throw a huge celebratory bash at Calin's resort that evening.
That evening, the sixteenth life-day celebration was in full swing at Calin's resort. Despite their attempts, Holonet reporters were kept outside the resort's party/ball room where it was being held, thanks to very tight security. The three guests of honor were currently dancing, Jayden and Natalie together and Marcus with Jenna.
Callista watched the festivities from the sidelines, as she rested a hand on her rounded abdomen and sipped at drink.
"I hope that's non-alcoholic," Luke said, as he approached. She rolled her eyes.
"Relax, it's sparkling cider," she assured him.
"You don't really think I'm evil enough to harm this baby, do you?" Callista questioned. He looked at her and then back out at the dance floor.
"I guess not. I know you didn't want to have it, but for what it's worth, I'm very grateful that you're doing this for me," Luke said sincerely.
"I'm doing it for the money," she reminded and he smirked.
"Of course," he replied.
"So, did you tell your parents that it's a boy?" she asked. He grinned.
"Yep, they're ecstatic. I am too, though we'd be just as excited if it was a girl," Luke replied.
"You're an enigma, kid," Callista mentioned. His brows furrowed.
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"You're the only nineteen-year-old guy I know that would actually be excited at the prospect of becoming a single parent," Callista replied. He shrugged.
"It's not going to be easy, but nothing worth doing is. There's no reason not to be happy about the creation of a new life. I didn't envision myself being a parent this young, but it happened. I thought I'd be married too before I became a father, but things rarely work out the way we think they're going to," Luke replied simply.
"That's the truth," Callista quipped.
"So, what are you going to name this little twerp?" she asked.
"I haven't decided yet. Mom has a huge list compiled for me to go through though," he said chuckling. Callista snorted.
"That's not surprising. Mommy of the year is practically bursting at the seams for this brat," Callista said.
"You're cranky tonight," he quipped.
"Your kid is making me crave weird things," she quipped back. He chuckled.
"Then we should go visit the buffet table. I could eat again," Luke said.
"Again? No wonder. This kid definitely has the Skywalker appetite," Callista complained, as she followed him to the tables that were filled with food.
Sav stared longingly at Kimberly Skywalker, as she talked with her older sister and sipped at the drinks in their hands.
"How is it that the most beautiful woman in the room doesn't have a dance partner?" Sav asked, as he cautiously approached.
"Oh, hello Sav. Have you met my sister, Leia?" Kimberly asked.
"It's a pleasure, Leia," he replied, acknowledging her politely. Leia nodded curtly in response and fought the urge to pull her little sister as far away from this man as possible.
"Would you please do me the great honor of sharing a dance with me, Kimberly?" he asked.
"Oh…that's very sweet of you Sav. Shane is on his way though. His duties unfortunately held him up later than he expected," Kimberly replied.
"I mean you no harm and I want to apologize for my behavior a few days ago. If you'll dance with me, I would be happy to explain my actions," Sav pleaded. Kimberly sensed sincerity from him that she had never sensed before and nodded reluctantly. Leia bit her lips nervously and noticed Jayden and Jenna begin to walk toward them. But she quickly headed them off.
"She's ok guys. Kim isn't weak and she can fight her own battles. She doesn't need us, as much as we would love to protect her from everything," Leia reasoned, noticing her father's stare on the young man that was dancing with his middle daughter.
"That creep better keep his hands where I can see them," Jayden growled. Leia rolled her eyes. Skywalker males were overprotective to the point of being ridiculous.
"Relax Jay. If Daddy can contain himself from throttling Sav, then you can too," Leia replied. Jenna scoffed.
"Mom is the only thing containing Dad right now," Jenna said with a smirk.
"I don't like him either, but he said he just wanted to apologize. Let's hope that's true…for his sake," Leia replied, as her eyes wandered the room. She saw lots of their friends, particularly Mara, who was dancing with Tek, and their family of course. Even Ryoo and her great grandmother Elana had come from Serenno. But a tall Wookie caught her attention and she was surprised to see one at a place like Calin's resort. No one seemed too alarmed though, for he seemed to be carrying on a conversation with Master Yoda. Not far from the Wookie, she spotted Han Solo, nursing a glass of Corellian scotch and talking to Lando. She didn't know why, but she found herself pulled in his direction of the room.
"Thank you for dancing with me. I know I don't deserve it," Sav said, as they swayed slowly.
"I only hope you know that it is just as friends," Kimberly replied. He nodded.
"I do and I wasn't ready to accept that before…but I have now. That's why I wanted the chance to talk to you. I realize that what I did was wrong and I will forever regret that I scared you," Sav said. Kimberly probed his emotions with the Force and found no deception or malice.
"I feel that you are being sincere, but can I ask how this sudden change has come about?" Kimberly asked. He smiled.
"You are wise to question that and I am happy to tell you that Prince Raynald was only too happy to give me a very long talk after your father mentioned my persistence with you," he said, pausing for a moment.
"I was angry at first, but my prince spoke some very wise words. He knows what it feels like to be a man on our planet, after all. He helped me realize that the way women treat men on Dathomir is wrong, but he helped me see that I was no better than the witches if I was going to do the same to you. I had no right to treat you like a possession and I truly am sorry. I…I only hope you can find it in your sweet heart to forgive me," Sav said, bringing tears to Kimberly's eyes.
"I'm so glad and I would be happy to call you my friend. All is forgiven," she replied, as the warmth filled her heart.
"Is everything okay here?" Shane asked, as he approached. Kimberly smiled at him and hugged him tightly.
"Everything is fine. Sav was just apologizing," Kimberly told him.
"Yes, I owe you an apology too, General Organa. I acted very foolishly, but thanks to my employer and friend, I have seen the error of my ways," Sav said. Shane looked less than convinced, but the look on his love's face was slowly bringing him around. He knew Kimberly's empathic abilities would spot any deception on Sav's part.
"You are a very lucky man. Take good care of her," Sav said, as he extended his hand. Shane looked surprised, but then shook it, returning his gesture.
"I'll leave you two alone now. Good evening," Sav said, as he took his leave.
"Was that the same guy from a few days ago?" Shane asked in amazement.
"Believe it or not, it was. I guess Prince Raynald talked to him after my dad informed him of his persistence and actually got through to him," Kimberly replied.
"Well, I hope his sincerity lasts…for his sake. I'm not so trusting," Shane said.
"I know , but I sensed no deception from him. Now, I think you owe me a dance," she prodded. He smiled and kissed her gently.
"That I do," he replied, as he led her onto the dance floor.
Anakin and Padme danced slowly, as they watched their children interact with their friends and significant others.
"I can't believe our youngest kids are sixteen," Padme mentioned, as he held her close. He smirked.
"I can't believe we're going to be grandparents in three months," he added. She giggled.
"I know and I know we didn't think it would be this soon for us, but I can't help but be excited for the baby," she told him.
"I know and I am too. The baby is a blessing, even though he didn't exactly come as we expected, but we already love him," he replied.
"Speaking of him, Luke needs to get busy and pick a name. I gave him some really good choices," Padme said. He chuckled.
"I know, Luke told me. I think he was a little horrified by the size of that list," Anakin joked. She rolled her eyes.
"It wasn't that bad. You men just put everything off until the last minute. If I had left it up to you, we'd probably still be calling Luke and Leia, Baby Skywalker 1 and 2," she joked back. He laughed.
"I still think that has a nice ring to it," he teased, as he twirled her.
"Did you bring Jay and Jen's baby holos?" he asked curiously. She smiled mischievously and pulled a small hologram player from her clutch.
"Of course. Now, let's go mingle and embarrass them," she laughed, as they made their way toward some friends.
Jayden smiled down at the girl in his arms, as they swayed slowly to the music. But as the song ended, he felt the overwhelming need to spend a few moments with her alone, away from prying eyes. That feeling and the fact that he could tell his mother was about to break out the baby holos and embarrass the life out of him, caused him to take her hand gently and lead her out toward the gardens. She eagerly followed and inhaled the wonderful scent of the various breeds of flowers that grew in Calin's large, amazing garden area.
"Happy Life-Day Natalie," he whispered, as he gazed into her eyes. She smiled brightly.
"Happy Life-Day Jayden," she replied, as their lips met with tender passion. He gazed down at her, as their lips parted with love in his eyes. He smiled, as he spotted the necklace she was wearing. It was sparkly purple in the shape of a flower, albeit slightly misshapen. He had carved it himself as a boy and given it to her on her tenth Life-Day, right before a dangerous encounter with Prince Xizor, one that he had displayed his incredible powers to protect her.
"I can't believe you still wear this," he said, as he fingered the small trinket.
"Of course I do, I wear it every day. It's my most important piece of jewelry," she replied, as she kissed his cheek and tucked her head under his chin.
"I love you, my princess," Jayden said.
"I love you too, my handsome Jedi," Natalie replied, as the continued to hold each other.
"Oh Marcus, you need to see this one too. She was just so cute…they both were. Oh, sometimes I miss those days," Padme gushed, as she was on her way down memory lane with their baby holos. Jenna was mortified and noticed that her twin had wisely escaped the room.
"No Mom, stop showing those! This is embarrassing!" Jenna hissed, as she tried tugging her boyfriend away.
"Oh come on Jen, there's nothing embarrassing. They're just baby holos and you were cute," Marcus teased. Jenna growled and dragged him onto the dance floor. He chuckled, as she put her arms around him and they started to sway.
"Keep laughing and I'll tighten my arms and choke you," Jenna growled, making him laugh.
"No you won't," he replied, as he lowered his lips to hers. She was caught completely off guard. He had never kissed her in public before, much less in the same room that her father was in.
"Still want to choke me?" he asked mischievously, as he enjoyed her speechlessness. Her mouth was slightly ajar, as she stared back at him in surprise. And now she was fighting the urge not to tackle him to the floor and kiss him senseless.
"What's gotten into you?" she asked. He simply shrugged.
"I can be bold when I want to be and I love you. There's no need to hide it. In fact, I want everyone to know that you're mine," he replied. The word mine coming from his lips made her heart fill with warmth.
"Happy Life-Day, Jenna," he said, as he cupped her cheek tenderly. She stared into his warm brown eyes. Her blue eyes fluttered closed, as their lips met again in a passionate kiss.
"Hey," Leia said, as she approached timidly.
"Hey yourself, princess," Han replied, as he continued to sip at his drink. Lando had left to dance with Ryoo and Chewie was nearby with Master Yoda.
"I didn't expect to see you here," she mentioned. He shrugged.
"Lando invited me and I'm not one to turn down free booze," he replied. She nodded.
"The company ain't half bad though and somehow Chewie seems to know some of the Jedi, so he really wanted to come," Han replied.
"Chewbacca aided Master Yoda in the liberation of Kashyyyk during the final days of the Clone Wars. It was one of the last battles before my father's final battle with Palpatine in the Senate Rotunda," Leia recounted.
"Small galaxy, I guess," he concluded.
"You're not still dating that tool that can't handle a blaster, right?" he asked, referring to Jake.
"No, I dumped Jake months ago after I found out he cheated on me, remember?" Leia replied. Han chuckled.
"Oh yeah, I'm surprised your daddy let him live for that one," Han said.
"I don't want to talk about my sleamo ex," Leia replied. He smirked.
"Sure, sure, Your Highnessness," he drawled. Leia huffed.
"Why do you call me that? I'm not royalty," Leia complained, fire in her eyes. Han smirked. He really liked that fire inside her. There were so many girls that didn't have that, none he had ever met anyway.
"You might as well be. You're a Skywalker. Your Mom is practically Queen of Coruscant so that makes you a Princess," Han replied. Leia clenched her teeth and was about to rail on him when he asked another question that caused her anger to deflate.
"So you wanna dance or what Princess?" Han asked. Leia opened her mouth to retort, but found no words.
"Well?" he asked impatiently, as he held his hand out.
"Sure," she replied, as she took his hand.
Boots sounded thickly on the durasteel floor, as the deformed looking male walked into the med ward in the hidden mountain facility. In a bacta tank by the far wall, a figure floated in a clear solution with an oxygen mask over the face. Raven colored, unruly shoulder length hair was plastered to the person's neck and youth was obvious in the visible features. A muscular physique was also evident and as the eyes snapped open, irises of Sithly yellow burned through the glass.
"Your completion is close, my Master. Revenge shall be yours for the taking," Taurek said, as he clicked on the monitor for his Master and began playing the recent footage that had been secretly captured.
"The boy's powers are everything we feared they may be. Bane and the Mandalorians failed to take him out. But his inexperience will make him no match for you," Taurek said, as the figure watched the battle between Blaine and Jayden.
"Blaine was inferior. Our new agent will be in place soon and you will be unstoppable in your new form. The galaxy and everything you desire shall be yours for the taking, my Master," Taurek hissed, as the images on the monitor changed again, this time showing him what he truly wanted to see. His reaction was evident, as bubbles escaped the mask and he moved the newly grown, powerful limbs. His eyes bored into the image of his prize.
"Soon my Queen…the time draws near…" the figure thought, before he slipped into unconsciousness once again. Taurek turned the monitor off and left his Master to rest. It wouldn't be long now and all their plans would come to fruition…