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The Galaxy's Worst Kept Secret

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No one knows exactly what happened, not even the council. Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, Knight Anakin Skywalker, and Padawan Ahsoka Tano were sent on a mission to the Chrelythiumn system, sent there by a Jedi distress code that hadn’t been used in over 2,000 years. They were supposed to rendezvous with a star cruiser commanded by CT-7567.

 

Except the Jedi Council receives word that they were supposedly at the same coordinates and couldn’t perceive each other and then...nothing.

 

The three of them were gone. No matter how many Jedi they sent to the location they couldn’t sense the three of them anywhere. It was almost as if they’d disappeared into a void, never to be found again.

 

Around them, the Clone Wars continued for nearly a year.

 

“Losing, we are,” Yoda croaked during their meeting, his usual green complexion an electric blue color from the holo, “What to do, we know not.”

 

Windu sighed, hands clasped under his chin seeming to think about it for a moment. Skywalker and Kenobi had been one of their best teams and it was days like this that the galaxy truly felt their absence, unlike the Jedi, who constantly felt the absence of their Council member and his quick-tempered but fearless Padawan.

 

“We may have to prepare to allow them to secede and negotiate so that we meet their terms,” Windu finally said, “I don’t see another option. We are going to lose if we continue what we are doing.”

 

It was at that moment that the doors to the Council Chambers were nearly blown off their hinges. It drew the shocked expressions of everyone as they looked at silhouettes they hadn’t seen in nearly a year.

 

“Wh- what?”

 

Later, after everything had calmed down, Windu would look back and note that he wasn’t sure which group had looked more startled.

 

Because standing there was their missing Jedi.

 

“Obi-Wan what happened?” Anakin looked back at the man in confusion and with a start, Windu realized that it wasn’t just their missing Jedi because their missing Jedi had brought someone with them.

 

Two someones.

 

“I’m not quite sure,” Obi-Wan responded, even as his gaze raked over the council room and its inhabitants with rapt attention, “But I do think that we are home.”

 

Tucked into a wrap on Obi-Wan’s chest seemed to be a child. Windu stood immediately, walking towards the group rapidly, his own expression of incredulity clear.

 

A low growl stopped him in his tracks and he looked over to where Anakin was bearing his teeth. Anakin stepped in between them, ensuring that Obi-Wan and Ahsoka were both crowded behind him and Windu could see the second bundle that was strapped to the Togruta’s chest.

 

“Anakin.”

 

Obi-Wan’s sharp voice seemed to bring the man back and Anakin blinked. Windu watched his throat move as he swallowed and then finally met his gaze.

 

“I apologize,” Anakin told him, voice sounding hoarse, “I’m not sure what came over me.”

 

That was when all hell broke loose.

 


 

“Do you realize how long you’ve been gone?”

 

It seemed to be the first question that the council had for them, Ahsoka noted.

 

“A while,” Anakin told them, his fidgeting giving away how he’d rather be anywhere else.

 

“Where have you been?” Master Ti finally asked the question everyone was wondering, “We’ve been looking for you for nearly that whole time.”

 

Anakin and Obi-Wan looked at each other and then back to the council, “We aren’t quite sure. It’s been-.”

 

Obi-Wan stopped, hands moving and then he stopped, instead wrapping his arms lightly around the bundle strapped to his chest.  Ahsoka knew that he had been trying to tuck his hands into his Jedi robes, only to realize he wasn’t actually wearing them. He hadn’t in nearly eight months.

 

“It’s been a little over two years for us,” Obi-Wan told them, “We got stuck in some sort of cloud of energy. I’m not really sure what happened. The three of us were separated for a while before we even found each other.”

 

“Two years?”

 

Ahsoka bit her lip. It was more than that. So much had happened and not even she could explain. She wasn’t sure anyone could explain.

 

“And the children?”

 

Ahsoka looked down to Leia who was soundly asleep on her chest. When she’d met back up with the both of them, Obi-Wan had had two children with him. He’d been-.

 

“Master Kenobi. Are those your children?”

 

The three of them looked up to Gallia, who seemed just as surprised.

 

“No,” Obi-Wan responded, “But we were in an area with little to no resources and we needed to find a way to feed them. We had a medpack on hand and out of the three of us, I was the only one the hormone shot would have worked on.”

 

It was a lie, albeit how big of one, Ahsoka didn’t know. By the time she found them, Anakin and Obi-Wan had been reunited again and Obi-Wan had already been feeding them. Ahsoka had never been an option but she had a feeling that she shouldn’t mention that. Whatever they were hiding, it was for the best that it remained quiet.

 

“Then where did they come from?”

 

“They were just there,” Anakin spoke up finally and Ahsoka looked up at her master, “There wasn’t anyone to take care of them and they would have died if we’d just left them so we decided to take care of them.

 

“And there was nothing around them? No parents or transportation? You want us to believe that two children just ended up in the middle of- what some cloud of energy? What even is a cloud of energy? What does that mean?”

 

Ahsoka looked over to where Mundi was clearly getting impatient. The man had a frown across his face, arms crossed as he leveled the three of them with a look that said ‘I don’t believe the lies you are feeding me and I hope you know it’.

 

“I could try to explain it from the start if it would please the council,” Obi-Wan interrupted, “I don’t know exactly what happened but I can at least try to explain some things.”

 

“Explain, you shall, Master Kenobi,” Yoda cut in, “Help us to understand, we ask.”

 

“Of course Master Yoda,” Obi-Wan agreed, “But the children are tired and this may take some time. Would you perhaps allow Ahsoka to take them back to our quarters? They need to be put down to sleep.”

 

“Why not take them to the creche?”

 

Anakin’s resounding growl had the hair on the back of Ahsoka’s neck standing up.

 

“I promise we will explain it all to the best of our abilities,” Obi-Wan promised, “But as you can see that’s not an option right now. I’m afraid it’s quite a long story but if you’ll just allow us the time.”

 

“Padawan Tano will bring the children back to the quarters she shares with Master Kenobi and Knight Skywalker,” Windu said sternly, “And you two will being to explain to us what has happened and how two years has passed for you when only a little over a year has passed for us.”

 


 

Obi-Wan and Anakin bowed their heads, “We will be taking our leave if there are no more questions. I must admit we are nearly as tired as the children and could use some rest. Should you need us you will find us in our quarters.”

 

“Thank you, Master Kenobi,” Windu told him, “We will talk more in the morning.”

 

They watched as the pair of them left.

 

“They’re lying.”

 

It was the first thing out of Mundi’s mouth once they had left.

 

“The only believable part of that story was that Skywalker imprinted on those children,” Gallia agreed, “That sounds like something he would do.”

 

“Those children are the spitting image of Skywalker,” Mundi said frowning, “Are they really going to try to tell us that those children aren’t his?”

 

“Clearly you got a better look at them then the rest of us,” Ti said, “Because all I saw was the tops of two heads. I don’t think a bit of blonde hair is really a sure sign that they are Skywalker’s, not to mention that if Obi-Wan is feeding them, that means there is no other parent.”

 

“Are you telling me that you don’t believe Kenobi could be the second parent?” Koth asked with a raised eyebrow.

 

“Are you telling me you really believe that Obi-Wan slept with his former padawan, got pregnant, fell off the grid to have the children for nearly two years, and then showed up pretending that it hadn’t happened?” Ti asked, “That’s absurd.”

 

“He could have gotten pregnant while they were away,” Koth pointed out, “If what they say is true it’s been two years. Perhaps they thought they wouldn’t be coming back.”

 

“Do you really believe they accidentally poofed into some planet that we couldn’t find?” Tiin asked, although he sounded unsure himself, “We looked everywhere for them. Surely the only way we wouldn’t be able to find them is if they didn’t want to be found.”

 

“Stranger things have happened,” Koon told them, “If we could not find them, perhaps they really were lost. We have to at least give them the benefit of the doubt.”

 

“And what of the children?” Strass asked, “Surely we cannot allow the children to remain in their care yet Skywalker has formed an attachment and will clearly be unable to let go of them.”

 

“We are in the middle of a war,” Windu said, “And we are losing. We cannot afford to lose to Generals that we’ve just gotten back. We will have to revisit the attachment issues at a later date.”

 

“Agree, I do,” Yoda declared and everyone looked over to the holoprojection of the Grand Master, “Assign them missions, we shall.”

 


 

Something was different about the pair that had returned from wherever they had gone. It didn’t take Fisto long to realize it. There was something about them that had changed, especially Skywalker. His force signature wasn’t nearly as dark as it had been when he’d left and Fisto was left wondering if it might have been for the best he was allowed to keep the children within their reach.

 

Still, it was obvious there was something they weren’t telling everyone and Fisto was the first to have proof of it.

 

During the scrimmages in the Outer Rim, Anakin and Obi-Wan were nearly unstoppable, pushing through the planets and gaining ground like they hadn’t been since the beginning of the war.

 

The pair easily took eight planets in the time that it had taken other Jedi to gain one and then they got word.

 

“ General Grievous has been defeated,” Obi-Wan told them over holo, “Anakin managed to trap him during one of his retreats and he is dead. His army scattered the moment he was overtaken.”

 

“General Grevious is dead?” Windu was so stunned that he’d nearly been unable to get the words out.

 

“Yes,” Obi-Wan confirmed, “And Loathsome has retreated outside of the Outer Rim. We could go after him but I fear that I’ve sensed darkness where we are. I do believe that Dooku may be somewhere here and it would be in our best interest to find him.”

 

“Find Dooku, you will,” Yoda declared, “Continue your siege of the Outer Rim, you must. Meet you Master Fisto will.”

 

Which is when Fisto saw the stretch marks. Obi-Wan had been meditating on a mat inside of a tent in their camp when Fisto walked in. The man, however, had forgone his outer robes and was merely in his undertunic. As he stood, Fisto caught sight of the stretchmarks that marred his stomach and if the skin had been bared, he was sure he would have seen them upon his hips and thighs as well.

 

Yet at that moment he decided to stay silent.

 


 

Koon was the next person to notice something was amiss. He’d replaced Fisto to help Anakin and Obi-Wan in the sieges of the Outer Rim. They were readying to go after Dooku and had been decided that Koon would replace Fisto as the other man went to help the Mon Calamari and Quarren with the blockade that had begun on their planet.

 

He was early in his arrival and he’d gone straight to the planning room to rendevous with the pair of Jedi. They had a lot to go over and much to catch Koon up on. Still, he’d been about to step in the room when something in the Force had warned him to stop.

 

He stilled, listening as there was quiet talking in the room.

 

“She’s been a bit grumpy.”

 

Obi-Wan’s voice carried through the hall and Koon peered around to see Anakin and him standing close to each other, a child tucked in between their bodies. It was clear that Obi-Wan must have been feeding her, with the way she was tucked against his chest and still Anakin was looking directly at the child, apparently unbothered by how Obi-Wan was uncovered.

 

“I think she’s been missing you,” Obi-Wan continued, “I think it might be best for you to stay behind on the next skirmish. They need you.”

 

“I’m not letting you go out there alone,” Anakin insisted, voice dark and demanding, “I have to be by your side.”

 

“I will be fine dear one,” Obi-Wan promised him, “But they will not be. Not without you spending time with them. Your bond to them is starting to weaken and you don’t want that, do you?”

 

There was silence as Anakin searched Obi-Wan’s face and then he sighed, “No. I don’t want that. I will stay behind with them.”

 

“Thank you,” Obi-Wan told him, leaning his head against the taller man’s chest, “Now we still have some time before Master Koon is set to arrive. Why don’t we go lie down for a bit? Luke and Leia really do take a lot out of me.”

 

“Okay,” Anakin agreed, “Let’s go lay down for a bit.”

 

Still, Koon stayed quiet. No one needed to know what was happening. It wasn’t any of their business.

 


 

The third person to see something had changed was Billaba.

 

Dooku had been defeated and taken into custody by Masters Obi-Wan and Koon and Billaba had been tasked with picking the man up so that they could interrogate him. Koon hadn’t been on the landing when she arrived but Skywalker had been.

 

He was standing just behind and to the left of Dooku, his face drawn in an obvious scowl. Billaba wasn’t sure what had happened but it was obvious that something had.

 

“Please get him out of here,” Skywalker had bit out, rather than greet her and she saw the barely-there smirk across Dooku’s face.

 

“It looks as though you weren’t the chosen one as Qui-Gon thought you to be,” Dooku said, “He is dead for nothing. You’re just a scared child who isn’t prepared to do what is necessary.”

 

“Dooku,” Billaba greeted. The man had changed so much, his force signature so dark that it clouded everything around it. Still, he wasn’t her main concern as she took in the tight look across Skywalker’s face.

 

“That’s big talk for someone who has been captured,” Skywalker said with a sneer, “I mean really, who is the fool here?”

 

“The fool is the man who knows what’s going to happen yet does something expecting a different outcome,” Dooku told him, “Please tell my grand-padawan that it was nice to see him, although I hope to never see him again. And let him know that Qui-Gon would be very disappointed.”

 

A quick hand that shot out was the only thing that stopped Skywalker as he started towards Dooku, a low growl escaping his chest.

 

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan said sharply, as he interrupted, “I’ve been gone for a minute to feed the children and you’re already letting him get to you. Do you remember what I told you?”

 

Skywalker gritted his teeth but stopped, gaze focused and dark on Obi-Wan, “I remember. I am sorry.”

 

Billaba watched as Anakin’s face looked down at the child strapped to Obi-Wan’s chest and his expression softened as he stepped towards the Jedi Master, their bodies nearly touching, “How is he?”

 

“He’s fine, as I said he was just hungry,” Obi-Wan responded, “Don’t worry. I know what ou- the children sound like when they are actually in pain.”

 

Billaba was barely able to school her expression as Dooku face broke out into a triumphant smirk, “And now your secret it out.”

 

Anakin looked up and Billaba knew that if looks could kill, Dooku would be dead.

 

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you are talking about,” Obi-Wan said smoothly and then looked at Billaba, “Do you have any idea what he is referring to?”

 

Billaba took a deep breath, “I don’t. I think maybe he’s gone a bit mad. It’s best that we get him back as soon as possible.”

 

The look on Dooku’s face was worth the lie to his face but if for the first time in nearly a decade, Obi-Wan finally had a firm grasp on Skywalker, Billaba wouldn’t be saying anything.

 


 

By the time the Clone Wars ended, it was perhaps the worst kept secret in the galaxy, yet if you were to ask anyone, no one would have a clue as to what you referring to.

 

Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, along with their shared Padawan Ahsoka Tano and the two children under their care arrived on Naboo to help renegotiate the treaty between the Naboo and the Gungans, greeted by Padme Amidala and the newest elected queen.

 

“It’s an honor to have you here,” the queen told them, bowing her head.

 

“It’s an honor to be at your service,” Obi-Wan responded, bowing his head as well. He was dressed in robes but they seemed to be a bit tight on him if the way his obi hung looser than normal was to go by.

 

“Padme,” Anakin smiled at her and Padme smiled back.

 

“Anakin, it’s good to see you again,” she told him, “And you as well, Obi-Wan. We have prepared quarters for you. I’m sure it’s been a long journey. You can get settled in for the night and we are to begin negotiations in the morning.”

 

“We’d appreciate that,” Obi-Wan smiled warmly at her, “It’s good to see you as well Padme.”

 

“Guards,” the queen commanded and two men stepped forward, “Please show these gentlemen and their Padawan to their rooms.”

 

“Of course Queen,” one of the men nodded, and then they were being led away.

 

Once they were alone the queen turned to Padme, quirking an eyebrow, “Is that Jedi….pregnant?”

 

“Which one, my queen?” Padme asked, rather than give her a straight answer.

 

“Padme,” the queen said and Padme looked at her with a raised eyebrow of her own.

 

“If you are asking officially, then the answer is the Jedi do not mate so they’ve no reason to be pregnant,” Padme told her, “It does seem that Obi-Wan has gained a bit of weight but I think he’d rather you not call attention to it. No reason to make him feel self-conscious about it.”

 

“And unofficially?” the queen asked.

 

“Well, no one knows,” Padme told her, “Master Skywalker and Master Kenobi came home with two children that were abandoned and were given permission to take care of them. They are not together in any official capacity.”

 

“He is most definitely pregnant,” the queen said, “Even those who are blind must be able to see that. He’s got to be nearly to term.”

 

“Who’s to say?” Padme told her, “All I know is that after this mission Masters Kenobi and Skywalker are being sent on a retreat to Yavin IV. Apparently, they’ve discovered some temples they think might be Sith in origin.”

 

“I see,” the queen finally said, “I suppose I must have been seeing things then.”

 

“You must have,” Padme agreed with a small smile.