Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I just created my own little AU sandbox to play in.

AN: Hello everyone and welcome to the newest Forever Destined Vignette. Six months have passed since the events of Wicked Planet. Enjoy this new chapter and let me know what you think!

Here's an age check on the younger generation:

Luke and Leia: 18

Mara: 18

Kimberly: 17

Shane: 20

Ryoo: 24

Lando: 28

Pooja: 21

Adam: 22

Jayden, Jenna, and Natalie: 15(very soon to be 16)

Marcus: 15

Will: 8

Origins: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 1/?

Callista sat in her lavish apartment and sipped at a glass of grandana berry juice. Grandana berry juice without a spike of vodka. She put her hand to her growing baby bump and sighed. This was her life now, at least for another three months. She complained a lot, mostly to irritate the Skywalkers, but taking care of herself wasn't all bad. She missed partying and drinking sometimes, but she had admit, waking up every morning without a hangover or in some strange man's bed without any memory of how she got there, was actually somewhat refreshing. She knew her former lifestyle was dangerous and likely would someday see to her end, but she knew that wouldn't stop her from going back to it once she had the baby. This good, healthy lifestyle just wasn't her. She could have had a good life with Luke, despite their age difference, if she hadn't purposely spat on it. If she was truthful, love and commitment scared the hell out of her, far more than her lifestyle of partying and drinking, as ludicrous as it might sound. But a sweet kid like Luke deserved far better than a washed up witch like her.

"Callista…are you listening?" Rayna asked over the comm.

"Of course, my Queen," she replied, as she finished her juice.

"That is non-alcoholic, right?" Rayna asked. Callista rolled her eyes.

"Completely. Just boring old juice. Padme's droid regularly searches this place to make sure it's completely dry. That woman is so annoyingly good, it's nauseating. She makes the morning sickness worse," Callista complained.

"You could learn a few things from Padme. She is a very strong, gracious woman. She is very lucky and she knows it, so she makes sure her family is taken care of," Rayna said. Callista huffed in annoyance. Rayna always referred to Padme as being lucky, because the truth was that Rayna would give anything to trade places with Padme Skywalker. If she thought she had any kind of chance with Anakin, she would be taking up the mantle as Dathomir's Senator instead of handing the task to her younger brother.

"Raynald will be arriving soon. Will you be present to greet him?" Rayna asked, referring to her younger brother.

"Of course my Queen, but are you certain Raynald is the right choice for our representative?" Callista asked.

"He is very intelligent and well educated in history, law, and politics. He is the best choice and perhaps by allowing a male to represent us, we can truly show that we are now a society where our genders are treated equally," Rayna said.

"I hope so. The Holonet does enjoy portraying us as a bunch of man hating witches though," Callista mentioned.

"I know, but it will take time to rebuild our image. Besides, you know much of what the Holonet portrays is exaggerated," Rayna said. Callista nodded.

"I'll have my padawan guard take me to the landing pad to greet Prince Raynald," Callista said.

"Thank you. How are you feeling lately?" Rayna asked.

"Aside from the morning sickness, fairly well. I'm bored out of my mind all the time though. The things these Skywalkers find entertaining are mind numbing. Family picnics, dinners, dancing. And they only let their kids go to a club that's completely alcohol free, while Anakin actually takes his wife to plays and operas without complaining. All this sugary sweetness is going to give me a mouthful of cavities," Callista complained.

"Could it be that you are a little jealous of the life they have? That you may have ruined your chances of having a family yourself?" Rayna asked.

"If we're being honest, I think we both know which one of us wants what Padme Skywalker has and that's Anakin. And as for Luke and me, you know that I would have been bored inside of a week with family life. It's all nice on the surface, but it's not for me. I'm just not built for it, regardless of how much I wish I was sometimes," Callista replied.

"You do love to remind me of my infatuation with Anakin, don't you? But you know I would never be foolish enough to attempt to pursue him. I know that I am not the one the Chosen One is supposed to be with, no matter how much I wish I was. And as for Skywalker family life, I've heard that it's anything but boring for them. However, I do believe that you and Luke are like oil and water, though I don't believe you should give up on love altogether," Rayna said.

"Neither should you, my Queen. You may yet still meet your Chosen One," Callista mused.

"That's enough of your teasing. Be safe and well," Rayna said.

"Goodbye for now, my Queen," Callista replied, as the holocom went dark. Callista stood up and decided to get ready to go down to the landing pad to greet the Prince.

Padme giggled, as he tickled her again. They were having lunch in her office or rather had already had lunch and had moved onto much more entertaining things.

"Stop…" she said, but she didn't really mean it. He knew that and so when he kissed her passionately, she melted in his arms. Anyone that didn't know them would perhaps think that they were newlyweds, not that they had been in fact married for over twenty years. Those that did know them well knew that this was just the way they were and that the honeymoon faze, as it was often called, would never end for them. Padme squeaked, as he backed her onto her desk and she responded to his kiss with eager passion. Her body thrilled and she ran her hands along his chest, loving the feel of his hard muscle beneath his tunic. But as her chrono chimed, it brought her back to reality unfortunately.

"Mmm…we have to stop," she said.

"Why? Being in your office hasn't stopped us before," he replied huskily. She smirked.

"I know, but it's not because of that. We have to go properly greet the Prince of Dathomir upon his arrival," she replied. He groaned.

"Remind me why we agreed to not only greet him, but have dinner and attend the opera with him?" he asked.

"Because it's the proper thing to do, being that our testimony was a very big reason that Dathomir was admitted to the Republic at all. Many are still uneasy about this decision, but they deserve their fair chance and we have to show that we are sticking by our testimony by being gracious hosts for the evening," Padme answered. He groaned and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"But we'll have tonight after we get home and then we can pick up where we left off," she promised. He smirked.

"I'm going to hold you to that," he replied. His lips drew her kiss.

"You better handsome," she said, as their lips met again.

Sav smirked victoriously, as their shuttle touched down on the landing pad at the Senate. He had been reluctant six months ago to return to Dathomir with the Queen when he had really wanted to stay on Coruscant to be closer to Kimberly. Leaving her to continue to grow closer to Shane Organa had not sat well with him at all, but when he found out that Prince Raynald would be taking up the coveted mantle of Dathomir's Senator, he had vied for a position as one of his bodyguards. He had dueled his brothers fiercely for the position and defeated nearly all of them, his determination burning through the competition, which had earned him one of the three positions. Now Coruscant was his new home and he was no longer a second class worker on their home world. He was the bodyguard to a Senator now and would be living a very lavish lifestyle on Coruscant. And in his free time, he would politely, yet actively pursue the sweetest, most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He would capture her heart, he was determined to. And if that meant something tragic would by chance have to happen to Organa for that to happen, then he would see to that as well.

They landed and the three bodyguards went down the ramp first, followed by the Prince, and his two female assistants. Waiting to greet them was Senator Skywalker and her family. The Prince bowed graciously.

"Senator Skywalker, it is an honor to finally meet you in person and you as well, Master Skywalker. Thanks to you, change is slowly being brought to our world and we are finally seeing some kind of equality. There are many still steadfastly against a male representing our planet in the Senate, but without the two of you, my chance to bring about change for my world personally would have never been possible. We'll be forever grateful to the both of you. And it will be my highest honor to serve beside two people that have done so much good for this galaxy," Raynald said. And his words were sincere, Anakin sensed.

"We're just happy that things are improving and that your sister selected someone to represent the people that truly has their best interests at heart. We will see you to Republica 500 to your new residence and then we hope you will join us at the Calrissian resort for dinner and then at the opera this evening," Padme said.

"It would be my privilege and honor to spend the evening with your family," Raynald replied, as they boarded the transport where Raynald would be introduced to all of them. But Shane and Sav, who had already been very much introduced, shared a hard look, as they boarded the transport.

Natalie smiled, as she and Jayden danced at Calin's resort, following dinner with their families and the Prince of Dathomir.

"Can you believe we're going to be sixteen in a week?" Natalie asked. He smiled.

"I know and I think we should do something special to celebrate together, you know, aside from the family celebration, just the two of us," he replied. She looked at him slyly.

"You sound like you've been planning something," Natalie said. He smirked.

"I have, but I'm not telling you. It's going to be a surprise," he replied.

"But it's your life day too and Jenna's. You deserve a surprise too," she said.

"My surprise is getting to spend it with you and as for Jen, it's Marcus' responsibility to give her a life day surprise," he replied. She smiled at him. He really was very sweet and handsome too. She was very lucky, but she knew it had more to do with the Will of the Force, rather than luck. When Jayden's father had first found her in the alleyway, so long ago, he had taken her first to the Temple for a medical examination. The Healers there, after determining that her midichlorian count was only two-thousand, five hundred, significantly higher than most humans, but not enough for to become a Jedi, also ran several other tests on her. And it was determined that she had been born only a few days earlier on the exact day that Jayden and Jenna had also been born. It was just another reason that they all believed that it had been no accident that she was found by Anakin.

"Well, I don't know what you have planned, but I know it's going to special, as long as we're together," she told him. He smiled, as he leaned in and pressed his lips tenderly to hers. They were very young and very much in love. Everything was so new and exciting, especially when it came to the physical aspects of their relationship. Jayden had endured teasing about this unusual closeness he and Natalie had from a very young age. The teasing had turned to rumors in their preteen years, with most of his peers thinking that he and Natalie were already sleeping together. But the worst part of that was the Holonet rumors about them, which also said the same things. They both had even been put through a long discussion with both sets of their parents about being publicly affection with each other. Mostly this had been instigated by Natalie's father. He liked Jayden a lot and didn't worry about him taking advantage of her or not taking care of her, but he worried about the rumors having an adverse effect on their reputations which he thought could haunt them later. Anakin and Padme were more used to over exposure in the Holonet and had done their best to assure Bail that anything the Holonet said about them would only do minimal damage. Anakin and Padme were proof of that. Many did not understand the depth of Anakin and Padme's love, not even Bail and Breha, so they naturally had a much harder time understanding Jayden and Natalie's own mystical connection. Even the two young people were only beginning to experience the wonder of it themselves. Jayden pulled away, suddenly realizing that there were reporters snapping holos.

"We kissed in public again," he said, rolling his eyes. She shook her head.

"So what, let them take their holos," Natalie replied.

"What if your dad is right? What if our relationship ends up interfering with your education or getting opportunities that otherwise might not be denied to you," Jayden worried.

"If they can't separate my professional life from my personal life, then they can take their opportunities and shove them. If I can't be with you, then it's not an opportunity I want," she replied firmly, as she extinguished what little daylight there was between them and initiated another kiss. Jayden eagerly responded and let her fill his senses completely. Neither noticed that they were carefully being watched, before the figure in the shadows slipped away outside the building. The woman, small and petite under her Mandalorian armor, with dark hair seemed satisfied with what she saw. She put her helmet back on and then slipped back into the shadows…

Back inside, Luke approached Callista, who was having a snack at the dessert table.

"You feeling okay?" he asked. She forced herself not to smile. The boy was too damned good. Whatever girl snagged him in the future would be a lucky one.

"I'm fine, just hungry, as usual. And don't worry, it's just juice in this glass," Callista replied.

"I know. You wouldn't do anything to hurt the baby, not now anyway," he said. She raised an eyebrow.

"And how do you know that? I'm pretty bad, you know," Callista joked.

"You're not half as bad as you pretend to be. And only someone who is completely evil would intentionally harm a baby inside them after they had been carrying it for six months. You're not evil, no matter how hard you try to make my mom believe that you are," Luke replied. She smirked.

"You're going to make one hell of a Jedi Knight, kid," she said, making him smirk in return.

"And one hell of a dad too," she added. He smiled.

"Thanks," he replied.

"Now enough of this mushy stuff. I'd like to go home now, because there is no way in seven Sith hells that I'm sitting through one of those corny operas," Callista complained. Luke rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go pull my speeder around," he replied, as he headed outside.

"He seems like he'll do very well," Padme mentioned, as she and Anakin danced.

"Yeah, I'm actually impressed. He really genuinely cares about his people. I can't say that about many politicians, aside from you, Bail, and a few of our other friends," Anakin replied. She smiled.

"Kind of refreshing for a change, isn't it?" she asked. He nodded.

"Definitely, especially with everything we've faced in the last few years," he replied. They had been embroiled in a legal battle with Clovis the last six months. There had been a very lengthy investigation and the results would soon be brought before a judge in a small hearing that would determine whether Clovis would go to trial or even be charged at all. He knew Padme just wanted it to go away. But he was having trouble letting go of what Clovis tried to do. He knew Clovis maintained his story that he was under the complete control of the Sith parasite the entire time, but Anakin knew that Clovis had some control of his thoughts during those two years where he was possessed off and on by Sifo-Dyas. He just couldn't prove it, because Clovis' attorney had blocked the Jedi from doing a complete examination of his mental health. The Force would have told the truth and he knew that was why Clovis had made sure to keep the Jedi involvement here as minimal as possible. The problem with that was that non Force users, like those examining and overseeing the case, could not understand fully how a Force possession worked like the Jedi did. And Anakin knew it was likely they may believe that he had no control over his actions or his mind. He knew he shouldn't dwell on it and he knew he should let it go, but it was very difficult for him to do so.

"You're focusing on the negative, my love. I'm right here, in your arms, and I'm fine," she assured him. He nodded.

"I know and Obi-Wan has told me the same thing. But I can't just let him get away with what he did to you. I've seen the way he looks at you, Padme, and part of him enjoyed every minute he had around you. He could have stopped it long before it got to the point that it did," he replied.

"You're probably right and I would be lying if I said that my skin doesn't crawl every time I have to look at him now, but I would rather he just go away," Padme said. He softened and realized how hard it had to be for her to keep facing him this way.

"I'm sorry angel, I've just been thinking about him paying for what he did so much that I forgot that you still have to go through seeing him in the Senate, not to mention facing him in these hearings," he said regrettably.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. You're only trying to see that I'm protected and that my honor is defended," she replied, smiling at him.

"It's what you do and you do it so well. I just hope that if they decide that he won't face prison time that he'll at least realize that he shouldn't continue with his term and resign," Padme continued.

"I wish he would too, but I'm afraid they're going to have to force him out of office," Anakin replied.

"Well, his term is up in another six months. If his people are smart, they'll elect someone else. But I don't want to talk about him anymore," Padme said. He smiled.

"What do you want to talk about, angel?" he asked. She smirked and kissed his cheek.

"We can talk later," she whispered, as she kissed his lips passionately. He eagerly responded, as they continued to sway to the soft music.

Sav couldn't take his eyes off her. He knew he was staring, but he couldn't help it, for he had been denied in seeing her for the last six months. She was beautiful and he found himself naturally fantasizing about being with her. Her caramel hair fell around her in waves and the soft yellow flowing gown fit her figure perfectly. It was strapless, leaving her shoulders bare and his hormones going wild. But in his longing gaze quickly turned to a scowl, as he watched her laugh at something Organa said. In his absence, it seemed they had only grown closer, much to his dismay. He had been hoping things would cool off between them and that there would be an opening for him. But that wasn't so and he didn't understand it at all. Organa was so wrong for her! Why couldn't she see that? She needed someone strong like him and not some bookish wannabe General. He could make her happier than he could, he was certain of it. And so the moment Organa went to refill their drinks, he made his move.

"Kimberly…it's so wonderful to see you again," Sav said, coming on strongly from the beginning by surprising her with a hug. She looked alarmed and quickly pried herself away from him.

"Sav, how are you?" she asked nicely.

"I'm well, though I have missed seeing you every day. But now that I am a bodyguard for Prince Raynald, perhaps we will see much more of each other," he replied.

"Wow, a bodyguard to the Prince. That's a very honorable profession," she complimented, as she subtly glanced sideways, hoping for Shane's quick return.

"Thank you, your approval means a lot to me. It is definitely a step up from my old profession and the best part is the perk of getting to be on the same planet as the most lovely healer I've ever met," he said, trying to flatter her. However, his adoration was only making her increasingly uncomfortable. She looked around uneasily and tried not to look at him.

"That's kind of you to say," Kimberly stammered, cursing herself inwardly. Kimberly was well aware that she was not good at being forward and assertive. She had always feared unnecessarily hurting someone's feelings. Even when they deserved it, Kimberly always immediately felt guilty for putting someone in their place. Her mother and sisters had no such problem being assertive when they needed to be. It was something she had always needed to work on in social situations. Her soft spoken ways and need to make people feel good was a very huge asset to her as a healer, which was part of her amazing gift. But in social situations, it had always proved to be a detriment to the point that she knew her parents often worried about people taking advantage of her.

"Kimberly, I would love it if you would do me the honor of dancing with me?" he asked.

"Um…I don't think so," she replied.

"Please," he pleaded.

"I don't really want to," she replied, still trying to be nice.

"Just one dance," he continued to plead.

"She said she doesn't want to, but I see that you're still hard of hearing," Shane snapped, as he returned with their drinks. Sav smirked.

"Well, if it isn't General Organa, trying to order people around again. But I'm not one of your soldiers," Sav retorted.

"She doesn't want to dance with you. She's just too sweet to tell you off, but luckily I'm not so sweet. Get lost," Shane said. Sav smirked again.

"Maybe you're the one she doesn't want. Maybe she's just too nice to tell you," Sav replied, as they kept inching closer to each other. Kimberly tried to pull Shane back to avoid confrontation.

"Please, don't fight," she pleaded. Suddenly Kimberly felt Sav's hand grip her arm.

"I'd really like to share a dance. Please allow me to escort you," Sav said politely, though his grip on her arm was probably harder than he even realized it was.

"You have two seconds to get your hand off her and think really hard about your next action, because if you don't let her go now, after I'm done with you, Master Skywalker will be next to deal with you," Shane threatened.

"Too afraid to take me on without Master Skywalker's help, I see?" Sav taunted. But it was Shane's turn to smirk.

"Not at all. I'd just rather not make a mess of you in front of the woman I love. But you'll be lucky to only deal with me, because I don't think Kimberly's father will appreciate your overzealous attempts to pursue his daughter, who clearly isn't interested," Shane told him. Sav then noticed Anakin had picked up on the tension and was now staring intently at him. He was no fool and was quick to disuse the situation.

"My deepest apologies, Kimberly. I'm sorry to have bothered you," Sav said, as he and Shane shared a challenging stare, before the young male Dathomiri returned to his post at Prince Raynald's side.

"Are you okay?" Shane asked. Kimberly nodded.

"Yes, that just escalated faster than I thought. I don't understand his fascination with me," Kimberly replied.

"You're beautiful, compassionate, and talented. It's not hard to see why in my eyes, but he's far too pushy for my comfort," Shane told her.

"I'm nothing special and I'm sure he's still harmless," Kimberly said.

"I wish I had your faith in people, but I don't trust him. I want you to be careful," Shane replied. She smiled to reassure him.

"I'm fine. I love you and I'm with you, after all," Kimberly said. He smiled and hugged her, though nothing had shaken the memory of the look in Sav's eyes when he had grabbed Kimberly's arm. Something about that guy was off, but he was determined to protect her. She was a Jedi and he knew that despite her caring demeanor that she could take care of herself. Still, he didn't trust Sav at all and he was going to make sure he stayed away from Kimberly, even if it meant further confrontations with the Dathomiri bodyguard.