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violetjedisylveon · 1 year ago

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Uncle Organa

Summary: Bail Organa visits the Fulcrum cell, mostly to appease the tiny metal devil that's been hounding him to go see the baby.

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: just brief mention of pregnancy

A/N: E. K. Johnston's description of Artoo as a little metal devil is something I will never let go. There is some iffy space/planet asteroid stuff in this that I don't really explain but, this is a story where Ahsoka and Kaeden have a kid with the force so, I assume your disbelief is already suspended. I'm weird and I do things that I think are cool so it's better if you just roll with the weirdness.

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Kaesoka Child AU link here.

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To say she was surprised to learn that Bail Organa would be visiting was an understatement, Ahsoka had panicked.

Everything was in decent order when the Senator arrived, but she was still nervous. She blamed her wild hormones for the panic as Rinu was greeting the Senator. She took comfort in Kaeden's presence next to her and the baby sitting between them, currently trying to eat her hand with her toothless mouth.

A loud, cheerful series of beeps reached her and she craned her neck to see Artoo speeding down the hall. The astromech rolled to a stop in front of her and beeped an excited greeting. His photoreceptor landed on Padmé sitting between them and he gave the equivalent of a droid chuckle. Ahsoka rolled her eyes at his childish behavior.

"Artoo!" She greeted the droid.

It was good to see the little guy, even if he poked fun at her private activities. Artoo beeped happily in response.

"Now she can finally talk to the real one." Zevra commented.

Ahsoka glared at her. So what if she missed the guy? It wasn't her fault he wormed his way into her heart.

"How've you been, little guy?" She asked.

Artoo told her how boring senate shit was and that he missed going on missions and being with Anakin and something about C-3PO not being the same and more annoying in recent years.

"I know, I miss him too." She patted his dome head gently.

He gave a sad whirl, then returned his attention to Padmé, immediately cheering up.

"You think she's cute? I suppose she's kinda cute." Ahsoka shrugged.

Artoo gave her a gentle zap for that. He beeped eagerly about how she was cuter than a Tooka kitten.

"Don't let the Aatoo hear you say that." Ahsoka warned.

As if the critter had been summoned, Aatoo suddenly materialized out of nowhere and hissed at Artoo. Artoo beeped aggressively at the Tooka and scared him off. Ahsoka sighed, course Artoo would pick a fight with a Tooka.

"Should I check the bed for Tooka droppings tonight?" Kaeden asked.

"I would." Ahsoka said.

The senator cleared his throat and Artoo did a droid equivalent of an eyeroll. Ahsoka hadn't even noticed the senator had entered.

"Senator Organa." She tried to stand up to greet the man, but he motioned for her to sit.

"I'm not here on business. Your friend has been pestering me to visit you since we got the message." Bail explained.

"Oh, good."

Ahsoka immediately slouched into the couch and was glad she hadn't felt like putting on more than a sweater and sweatpants. She would rather be comfortable right now.

"How are you holding up after, all that?" Bail asked with a general gesture towards Ahsoka, Kaeden and Padmé sitting between them, still chewing her hands.

"Well, whatever that was is way worse than I thought any pregnancy would be, and my dumb ass decided to go do it alone. I would not recommend it." Ahsoka groaned.

"Are you doing better now?" Bail asked.

Ahsoka raised a skeptical eyebrow.

"You said you weren't here on business." Kaeden said.

"Not incredibly important business." Bail admitted.

Ahsoka tossed her head back and groaned loudly. Kaeden gave her a quick kiss and offered to get her something to drink, offering caf to the senator. She had already hit her caf limit for the day, she wasn't supposed to have too much caf while breastfeeding.

Once Kaeden was off to the kitchen, Padmé finally noticed that there was a new person here and made cute little grabby hands at him. Ahsoka chuckled and picked up her daughter. She glanced at Bail and held Padmé out to him.

"Wanna hold her?"

XXX

Kaeden didn't bat an eye when she saw Padmé calmly sitting in Bail's arms. Her daughter was remarkably okay with unfamiliar people holding her, as of now anyway, it's not like she'd left their little base.

She handed a hot chocolate to Ahsoka and caf to the senator then took her seat next to her wife. Ahsoka leaned into her and she put an arm around her shoulders.

"I know I told you I wasn't here on business," Bail paused at Ahsoka's audible groan, "but there is something I figured best to talk with you about in person."

"Is there trouble?" Kaeden asked.

"No, it's nothing dangerous." Bail assured.

Padmé grabbed the edge of his cape and tugged on it gleefully. Bail took it in stride, he had a lot of experience with this. According to Artoo, he had given speeches and meetings with his daughter in his arms playing with his clothes or bottlefeeding her.

The little metal devil had even showed them some of the recordings.

"What I came here to tell you is that your shipmates' request has been granted, but I worry if you will have enough space for all of them." Bail said.

Kaeden glanced at Ahsoka, she sat up slightly, immediately more attentive. Zevra and Rinu had planned to make arrangements for their children to live with them. The kids were a joy and a help to have around, Xan was eager to learn and please, he was a great student for any subject. The issue of space was obvious.

There was only Rinu and Zevra's room, Ahsoka's, and now Kaeden's, overly crowded room, and Kaeden's former room which was part kids room, part storage. The ship was cramped too, with little opportunity for play or space to run around. With three kids, and soon to be a fourth, running around, they were gonna need a bigger space too.

And in Kaeden's own personal opinion, something that let her grow plants would be nice. She missed growing plants, she wanted to show Padmé how.

"Yes, we always knew we'd need more space." Ahsoka said.

Her wife leveled an even stare at the senator

"You already have something planned, don't you?" She guessed.

Who cared if it was Force shit, Kaeden loved watching Ahsoka guess what people were thinking. The little smirk on her face was absolutely everything.

Bail wasn't caught off guard by the question, he must've been used to it.

"Yes, fortunately, I was able to contact an old ally who has just what you need. She has several bases and storehouses stashed all over the outer rim, I haven't even heard of some of these systems, her family has been doing this for thousands of years, and she was more than willing to help." Bail said.

He motioned to Artoo, the little droid projected a hologram of three separate locations considered optimal for their cell.

"She selected three she thought would be best, but supplied a short list of others that you could use as well. You just need to alert her so she knows not to go there." Bail explained.

Kaeden gave the three locations a quick glance, there was one that caught her interest. It was based in a rather large asteroid, which had somehow in a process she had no hope of understanding, been made to have an atmosphere around it, it was a weak type one, but it meant the base couldn't be jeopardized by internal failings.

It was essentially an incredibly small, hollow planet, since the base ran through the insides of the space rock. What really piqued Kaeden's interest was the presence of plant life on the surface. It was only classified as an asteroid due to its size, which was already pretty big for an asteroid.

How this happened, again Kaeden was clueless, but she really liked that one. It would be like having a mini world of their own that, given it's extremely isolated location, would be completely unknown to the Empire, it was the perfect size for their group and maybe a few more, leaving them still with plenty of space.

We could raise our daughter on a 'planet' instead of old and rickety ships, we wouldn't need to constantly move around, we could have a home.

That base was stability.

"This is certainly a generous offer, who did you get this from?" Ahsoka asked.

Kaeden glanced away from the hologram back to the senator. He shifted from foot to foot.

"She requested not to be named, but I've done work with her before, she's incredibly reliable and hates the Empire with a passion, personally, I'd rather not get on her bad side." Bail then dawned a thoughtful expression.

"You may know of her actually, though I'm sure she'll be happy to introduce herself eventually. For now, her anonymity keeps her and her family safe, which I'm sure you understand." He said.

Kaeden looked at Padmé, still playing with the Senator's cape, and smiled. She understood now more than ever the desire to protect one's own. She didn't even need to look at Ahsoka to know her wife was feeling the same.

"We'll discuss it with Zevra and Rinu later." Ahsoka said.

Bail nodded.

"Now, onto less serious matters, my wife and I have a daughter of our own a few years older than yours, if you ever need anything, we want you to know that we will happily provide it." Bail said with a warm smile.

Kaeden got a funny feeling Ahsoka was about to say something dumb, and tapped her shoulder lightly. Ahsoka cocked her head to indicate she was listening. She leaned in close.

"Don't even think about it." She warned.

XXX

Padmé liked the stranger.

She didn't know why.

She just did.

He just felt good.

He felt warm and bright and happy and good.

He also felt… sleepy and uncomfortable under it all.

But it wasn't a bad sort of feeling.

She didn't feel any of the badness from him.

That was good.

She didn't like the badness.

It was cold and dark and lonely and empty and cold.

She didn't like cold.

Cold meant the badness, and there was too much of that for her liking.

She really didn't like the badness.

It made her feel sad.

She didn't like to feel sad, it made her cry.

She did not like the badness at all.

She liked the brightness more.

It was warm and bright and close and full and soft and gentle and peaceful and good. Very good.

The brightness felt like she was inside a star, she didn't know what a star was but that word felt right for the brightness.

The brightness liked it.

It told her it was like a star, bringing light and life and goodness and balance to everything around it and reaching far out.

The brightness told her many things, so many she figured she should not know them naturally, but who was she to argue with the brightness? It knew much more than she did.

So she laid back and listened to the calm voice of the brightness as she napped and played and ate and slept. It was always telling her something.

She did not know why the brightness had such an interest in her, but she did not care either. It could do what it wanted, it was the brightness and it was everywhere.

She could feel it everywhere, and that felt good. She could rely on it, cause it would be there even when she didn't need it.

She could sense a different brightness in everyone around her; everyone had some brightness in them, and they were all distinct. It was how she had learned how to tell them apart.

The biggest brightness was in her mom, but her brightness felt odd, it was dimmer than it should be. The brightness never told her why her mother was like that, only saying that she would learn soon enough. It didn't make sense to her.

The brightness was good, and it felt good, why hide it.

Padmé could feel her own unique brightness within herself, it was more like her mother's, but it was different, very different, she could tell that without being told.

But it didn't matter, she had all she needed with the brightness, her friends and her mothers. She didn't need anything else.

And she liked that.

XXX

Kaeden set Padmé down in her hanging cradle and gently swayed the basket back and forth for her. Behind her, Ahsoka, Rinu and Zevra were finalizing their decision

"So it's official, that's the one we want?" Ahsoka asked the two older women.

"Yes, even without all the benefits it has, who doesn't want to live on their own personal mini planet?" Zevra said enthusiastically.

The asteroid base had been picked as the best option, much to Kaeden's delight. A full review showed that it wasn't too far from some place with adequate medical care, but it also had its own fully equipped medical wing, with operating rooms and the like. The center of the base was a massive plain of nutrient rich dirt and rock with some rock formations scattered throughout it. She could grow whatever she wanted there.

It was self sufficient and had been fine without maintenance for centuries.

It was easily the best option.

"Alright, I'll let Bail know." Ahsoka said.

She moved to leave the room, but Zevra stopped her.

"I'll let him know, you go get some sleep." Zevra instructed sternly.

Ahsoka frowned at the woman and was clearly thinking about arguing, until Rinu stood beside her wife and gave her that look. Kaeden could only describe it as a sort of mom stare. Rinu was very good at it.

It was easy to forget that the Tholothian and Mirialan were older than them, and could tell them what to do every once and a while. The pair was usually right.

Ahsoka grumbled and muttered under her breath before giving her reluctantly permission for Zevra to report back in her place. Zevra gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder as she passed. Rinu bid them goodnight and left behind her wife.

Kaeden stifled a laugh at Ahsoka's grumpy expression, she was just like an upset Tooka sometimes.

"Are you grumpy?" She asked when Ahsoka slid into bed next to her.

Her wife huffed and crossed her arms. She's grumpy today.

Kaeden wrapped her arms around Ahsoka's torso and pulled her close, she rested her head on her shoulder and hummed softly.

"I like it when you aren't busy before bed." She said, kissing Ahsoka's cheek.

Ahsoka cracked, her tension and grumpiness melted away. She still didn't say anything, she must've been tired.

"Let's get to bed, Soka." Kaeden said.

She got Padmé from the hanging cradle and pulled the gate down on her crib. She set Padmé down and watched with a smile as she immediately gravitated towards her favorite blanket.

Ahsoka was already under the covers and half asleep once Kaeden got in next to her.

"Sweet dreams Soka." She whispered, turning out the lights.

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Force fuckery bullshit pregnancies are the worst thing ever, -1000/10 would not recommend - Ahsoka Tano, circa 16 BBY

Bail, and Breha, are just the first of Padmé's many, many aunts and uncles.

That asteroid planet thing is about twice the size of the Ceres asteroid btw.

Though Ahsoka and Kaeden are nominally adults, they still act like teenagers sometimes, thus Rinu and Zevra must parent their boss, don't get me wrong Ahsoka is very good at the fulcrum/spy/leading a rebel cell thing, but she is not the best at making sure she eats or sleeps.

Just so you know the contact is not Barriss! Definitely not Barriss and I am not trying to mess with you, it's not Barriss! She has a completely different role in the story😊!

That being said, this story is part of a larger story that spans a couple of fics and I kinda gotta work things out more with the one set earlier in the timeline, cause it impacts what happens here, it'll all work out and eventually you shall see all the stories unite! I've got a bunch of different but connected stories set in the same alternate universe which I fondly call "force fuckery bullshit spawned babies universe", there are a few of those guys running around, Padmé is just the newest.

For now updates might be a bit slower with this, sorry.

I kinda liked doing the universe galaxy from Padmé's lil baby perspective and the simple way she understands all these different complex things.

Happy pride month🌈

I hope you all have a good day, whatever that is for you!

VJS Out!