A/N: Sorry for the delay. I was in the Outer Banks of North Carolina with my senior class for a week. So here it is. I hope you enjoy.

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Keera stalked towards the cantina, face hidden beneath her robe. She had observed that no one yet had noticed that she had gotten a new robe, or that said robe was too big for her. It mattered little however. Mallos's robe kept her Jedi form well hidden from the rest of society. She had shed of her traditional garments and had once more dawned a skirt and sexy top. She wanted to impress him. After all, she thought with a sick feeling in her stomach, he is the father of my child.

The child. Keera and Mallos's child. She wondered if he would let her keep it. She'd always wanted a child, even though the Order usually didn't allow it. Maybe this time would be different.

She walked into the cantina and looked around. She saw no sign of Mallos or any dark, mysterious strangers. She decided to sit around and wait for him to come in, despite the fact that her mind was telling her to run for her life and never return.

She sat in her chair, fidgeting nervously, afraid for what he was going to say to her once she told him. What if he told her he didn't want it? What if he left her? Or worse… killed her?

"I could never kill you, love," a deep voice said. Keera gasped and looked up quickly. Her hood slid off of her head, revealing her dark hair pulled back in a messy braid. Mallos smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her gently. Taking her hand in his, he sat down next to her and slid his other hand down her face. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," she sighed, leaning in for another, more passionate kiss. Once she pulled away, she bit her lip gently and whispered, "I have something to tell you. I don't know if you want to hear it, but I have to say it."

"I'm interested in anything you have to say, love. So let's here it."

Keera took a deep breath and let out a sigh. "I'm pregnant," she muttered, looking away from Mallos. There was a long pause. She looked up slowly to see what was taking Mallos so long to respond. She was met with an expression of shock.

"What do you mean 'pregnant'?" Mallos asked slowly, furrowing his brow. "Like with a baby pregnant?"

Keera rolled her eyes. "Yes with a baby. What other definition of pregnant is there?"

"Uhhh…." Mallos didn't reply. Instead he looked away and then back at her quickly. Finally he spoke. "You can't be pregnant."

"Oh?" Keera asked nervously. "And why is that?"

"Because. You just can't be."

"I see."

"Oh fuck," Mallos murmured quietly, leaning down and banging his forehead of the metal table. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…"

Keera sat quietly, trying to decide if she should say anything. She wondered what Mallos was going to do to her? Was he going to ask her to get rid of the baby? Or would he just take her back into the alley and kill her? Or maybe his master would kill her. Maybe… was that what he was afraid of? What his master would think?

"I need to hide you," he said finally. "We have to go somewhere and hide you. You can't stay here. You're got to leave. If he finds out he's going to kill us. Come on." He stood up, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her up with him.

"W-where are we g-going?" Keera stuttered nervously as Mallos dragged her out of the cantina. He didn't reply. He walked up to a speeder and shoved her inside. She looked up at him as he got in and took off. "Mallos?"

"Where should we go?" Mallos asked, seemingly to no one, as he pulled up a map of the galaxy on navigation screen. He ran his finger down the screen as planets and stars flew by. Finally he jammed his finger down and a tiny blue dot exploded on the screen. A small chart of statistics appeared on the screen under one word: Kaaleita.

"What are you doing?" Keera demanded. "Calm down. Everything is going to be-"

"No it isn't!" Mallos shouted. "Don't you understand? He's going to kill us! You have to go to this place and you'll be safe."

"I can't just leave the Temple, Mallos!"

"And you can't just stay there either. What is Yoda going to say when you walk back up the steps of the Temple, knocked up by as Sith Lord? He's not going to be happy."

"He's not going to know about you."

"Then what are you going to say? 'Oh Master it was just a one night stand. I don't know who the father is?'"

"Well… no… but-"

"Exactly. You're coming with me."

Keera sighed and looked down at her stomach. She ran her palm over it and smiled sadly.

"Alright," she said, looking up at Mallos. "Let's go."