A/N: Another pregnant Mara...but this one a little more serious. I was debating on whether this should go under which thread but thought Fleeting Moments fit it more. Initially as I thought back I decided it should go under When Blue Eyes Met Green..but didn't want to screw up the reviews and stuff again so I'll be leaving it under both threads.
Mara lay on her back, looking at her expanding stomach. "Starting to show now…"
Luke looked back at her. "Guess so." He walked over to the bed, slipping off his robe. "You're not going to be able to hide it much longer, Mara."
"I could always borrow one of your shirts."
He raised a brow. "Don't you think that would be obvious?"
"Not if I use one of your old ones." She reasoned.
"Mara, they're going to figure it out." He sat down. "Don't you think it's time we let them know?"
Mara frowned. "Just a little bit more. Give me a little bit more time. I can hold out for another month. The Solo kids didn't find out till later and they've been pretty good at keeping this quiet."
"Mara, I just want to do what's best for the baby. That's all."
"What's best for the baby is letting me decide this." She insisted quite stubbornly. "This is my body; I'm the one who's sick. It should be my decision."
Her husband's face fell; pain etched on it.
She sighed. "Farmboy, don't look at me like that."
"I just want you to be all right." He leaned over and placed a hand on her swelling abdomen. "I want both of you to be all right. I'm that baby's father and it's starting to scare me…keeping this quiet for so long."
"Don't you think I'm not? Don't you think I don't check daily—hourly—to make sure he's all right? The last thing I ever wanted to do is keep this from anyone. I'm scared out of my mind. But I've got to protect him the best way I know I can. No one else can do this except me—his mother."
Tears were in her eyes, clogging her voice.
"When the baby starts showing more, I'll tell them…and let Cilghal know then. Not before then, Luke. I'm not in control of my disease; I have to be control of this. I'll protect him like only a mother can." She paused then looked to him with pleading eyes. "Look, I don't want to fight on this; it makes me drained just talking about it. Hold me. Just for a bit. I don't want to think about anything else for the moment. I just want to think about our baby and only him."
Luke nodded. "All right..."
He got in bed and snuggled up beside her. Mara turned on her side, pressing her body to his, sighing as he wrapped his arms around her. His hand rested upon her stomach, his fingers splayed as if reaching out to where his child rested. Mara glanced down then turned to face him, smiling. She moved her hand and let it rest over his, intertwining their fingers.
She soaked in the moment.
For now there was no war, there was no disease. It was just her and Luke and their child.
It wouldn't last forever, but she had this moment and that was all that mattered.