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She sighed as she entered her apartment. She kicked off her shoes. Her singing career was crap now. Her agent refused her to keep on at their firm.
She was now a Senator that kept long hours. She felt bad for Wolffe because she only saw him in the morning and late at night.
She decided that in a week, she was going to go on a vacation. Just her and Wolffe for two weeks at some villa on some planet with a beach. She didn’t care where. As long as it had some drinks and a place for her to have time with just her Commander, then she was all for it.
“Wolffe? Are you home?” She called into the empty front room.
“We’re in here Mesh’la,” Wolffe answered her from their bedroom.
She walked over to the bedroom on aching feet. She leaned into the doorway and smiled. “How’d you manage this? I thought Fox swore that you and the Wolfpack would never watch him on your own.”
Wolffe was laying on their bed with Casey, their now three-month-old nephew, laying next to him. They were watching something on a datapad.
Wolffe looked up and smiled at her. “Fox really wanted some time with his riduur and I was the only one free. Rex was busy and Cody is off-world. Bly is out with Aayla and Ponds doesn’t have a good setup for an infant. As long as I promised no wild stunts he’s ours for the night. Besides, I have it on good authority that the 501st is not allowed to watch him alone either.”
She came closer to the two on the bed. She carefully brushed through Casey’s hair. It was coming in nicely. Almost the same shade as the Author’s own head of hair.
“Mesh’la?” Wolffe seemed pensive.
“Yes?” She looked up into Wolffe’s mismatched eyes and laid her hand on his scarred cheek. “You can ask me anything?”
“Do you want kids?” Wolffe gazed at her evenly.
“Yes.” Her eyes went distant as she thought of her old home. Being on her family’s ranch and toddling along after her family as they did their chores.
Wolffe’s fingers on her cheek brought her back.
She felt so bad. Wolffe was practically a trophy husband while she spent all her days in Senate meetings and had her meals rushed in her office. She would give him the world if he asked and he wanted something that would maybe help the both of them.
If she had a kid she would be home more often because there was no way she was going to be a workaholic mom who barely had time for her kids. She was hesitant because of her job. She only had it for a few months and she couldn’t give up being the men’s spokesperson in the senate.
“Mesh’la.” She realized Wolffe had been calling her for a while.
“I’m sorry. Lost in thought.” She leaned into his touch. “What do you say to a two-week vacation somewhere? We can go to a planet with a beach and just be there. The two of us. No Senate meetings and no boredom of being stuck home without me.”
“Sounds good to me. When can we go? Where are we going?” Wolffe brushed some hair off her face.
“In a week? I have a huge meeting coming up and then we can take off. I was thinking Alderaan? Bail Organa invited me out to it and I’ve been there before for a publicity thing. I’m sure Bail has a cabin up in some mountain we can have for a couple of weeks. And…” She bit her lip as she made her decision. “And I might just forget about my packet of pills while we are there.”
Wolffe’s amber eye went wide. “Are you…?”
“Who knows what the Force has in store for us. If we do then we do, if we don’t then… we can always take another vacation.”
Wolffe leaned up and kissed her hard. He rested his temple against hers. “One week?”
“One week.” She promised.
****
One week came and saw them boarding a ship to Alderaan. She had cleared it with Senator Organa and he had graciously offered them his chateau in the mountains. He informed her it was secluded and was perfect for her and Wolffe to getaway.
He gave her a sympathetic look and headed out of her office.
The second they arrived at the cabin by the lake (more like a mansion by the lake), Wolffe had her in the bedroom. They didn’t leave it until nightfall when their stomachs growling was too obvious to ignore.
The second and third days were spent more like the first. The fourth day was spent in the water of the lake. The fifth was back indoors as rain pelted the ground.
She sat by a window humming Perfect by Ed Sheeran. She strummed Spacy as she tried to get the chords right. That song always reminded her of Padme and Anakin.
Now that Anakin was no longer twisted by Palpatine he had mellowed out on the whole possessive thing. They were going to have a ceremony soon to renew their vows. The Jedi had brought it up and Padme fell in love with it. She wanted to play the song at their party after.
Wolffe sat down next to her. “What song is that?”
She looked at him while trying a different set of notes. “Oh. It’s a song I think best describes Padme and Anakin. They are having that ceremony soon and I wanted to play it for them.”
Wolffe just sat there staring out at the rain.
“W-would you like me to sing it to you?” She bit her lip.
This would be her first time performing in front of Wolffe. Since they met they both had been so busy that when she practiced new songs it was while he was gone in battle and when he got back she had been so busy with the Senate that she didn’t have time for music.
Wolffe just shrugged. “Alright.”
She strummed the chorus. “Baby I’m, dancing in the dark, with you between my arms, barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song. I have faith in what I see and I know I have met an angel in person and she looks perfect. I don’t deserve this. You look perfect tonight.”
“Sounds fitting for them.” Wolffe leaned against the window.
“I have songs for Cody and his girl, Rex and the Jedi, and Fox and his wife.” She hummed as she switched songs.
“Do… do you have one for us?” Wolffe stared at her with his striking eyes.
“I do. Several in fact. Let me think for a moment.” She went through her mental playlist and decided on the perfect one.
She began the song and quickly poured her emotions into it.
“You’re going to have all of me. You’re going to have all of me. Because you’re worth every fallen tear. You’re worth facing any fear. You’re going to know all my love. Even if it’s not enough. Enough to mend our broken hearts. But giving you all of me is where I’ll start.
Heaven brought us to this moment. It’s too wonderful to speak. You’re worth all of me. You’re worth all of me. So let me recklessly love you. Even if I bleed. You’re worth all of me. You’re worth all of me.”
She slowly dropped back into the chorus. She ended the song with a slow flourish. She looked up at her Commander to see him hiding his face.
“Wolffe?” She set aside her guitar and touched his arm gently.
Wolffe shuddered lightly.
With a start, she realized he was crying. Her tough asshole-ish Commander was crying.
“Oh, Wolffe.” She wrapped her arms around him. She stroked her fingers along his back. “I love you.” She murmured. “I’m not leaving you and you are worth everything to me. I would give you anything do anything you wanted because you are worth it.” She pulled back and cupped his face. One hand on smooth skin the other on a deep scar. She didn’t care about it though. She stared into his eyes. One blue. One brown. “You are worth it.”
Wolffe said nothing and just lowered his head to hers. His eyes closed and he was just there. She hugged him tightly as the rain fell around the little bubble they were in.
After a few moments, Wolffe pulled back. “You said you had songs for the others?” He cleared his throat.
“Yes.” She moved back to her guitar. “Want to hear them? This one I think is for Cody and his girl but then I think I might need your help deciding for Rex because I have a few ones that I think might work.”
She sat back down with Wolffe by her side. She played her instrument and sang for her Commander.
“Wolffe?” She paused after playing the song she had for Cody. “Your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell your brothers that you are a huge softy underneath your hard outside.”
Wolffe lightly pushed her into the cold window. He smirked as she yelped at the cold. She set aside her guitar.
“That’s it!” She tried to tackle him but only ended up knocking into his lap. Wolffe caught her in his arms.
“You were saying, Copikla?” Wolffe grinned.
She scowled. “I asked Fox what that word meant.”
“And?” Wolffe prodded.
She pouted. “He wouldn’t tell me. Just said for me to tell you to stop being a sha- shabuir?”
Wolffe chuckled. He stood up with her in his arms.
She let out a small half scream. “Wolffe! Put me down!”
Wolffe lifted her until she was slung over his shoulder. “Never Copikla.”
She wiggled. His shoulder was digging into her ribs. His hand came down on her backside. She squeaked.
“Stop moving.”
“Yes sir.” She snarked. “Wolffe? Where are we going?”
“We only have five days left. If you are only forgetting your pills for so long then I have to make the most of it.”
Her face was flame red. “I just bet you would.” She teased. “You would like it. Seeing me with your-” She yelped as his hand came down again.
She was tossed back onto a bed and she surrendered to her Commander.
*****
Their vacation ended and she was back in the mindless stream of meetings and committees. She had a few of the 104th that were her bodyguards for when the senate got really full. She didn’t know what exactly Wolffe was paying them but they were extremely attentive.
She sat at her desk, supposedly working on a plan for some vote coming up but she was staring off into space.
A knock on her door had her jumping. “Come in.” She called.
Padme Amidala now Skywalker swept into the room with one of her friends from her queen days. She had Leia with her today. The eight-month-old was looking around the room with interest.
She was grateful for the visit. She sat on a couch and talked with the ex-senator.
“How are things going?” Padme gave Leia something to play with.
She slumped as much as good manners would allow her to. “I don’t want this. I never wanted to be a senator. I was a farmer before I became a singer. I had animals and chores to do and I loved it. Singing seemed like the next best option when I lost my family and moved to Coruscant.”
“You mean when the Force brought you to our galaxy.” Padme gently corrected.
She jerked. “How did you…”
“Anakin.”
“Anakin.”
They both said at once.
“Damn blabbermouth Skywalkers. Can’t keep a secret to save their lives.” She muttered. She looked at Leia. “I hope you can keep secrets, Princess.”
“Anakin won’t tell me, but… do you mind telling me what happened to my children if Anakin would have fallen? What would have happened to me?” Padme looked at her desperately.
She bit her lip. “I- You won’t like it.” She finally said.
“I don’t care.” Padme rebutted. “I want to know what would have happened to my family.”
So she explained. “If Anakin would have fallen and the order would have been given, Anakin and Obi-wan would have fought on some lava planet. Obi-wan would have won and would have cut off his remaining limbs and left him in lava to die.”
At Padme’s horrified gasp, she stopped. The woman composed herself and motioned for her to continue.
“He wouldn’t have died. Palpatine would have taken your life to make Anakin survive. At least, that’s what the other’s say, either way, you would have died.” She waited for Padme to motion her to speak again.
“And… and my children?” She clutched Leia tighter to her like her words could make that reality happen.
“They would have been separated. Senator Organa would have taken Leia and raised her as his own. Luke would have been taken to Tatooine to be raised by Anakin’s stepbrother. Obi-wan would have watched over Luke until Artoo and Threepio would have visited the farm. After that… they both joined the rebels against the Empire. Leia would have fallen in love with a smuggler and they would have had a little boy called Ben. I don’t know what would have happened next.”
Padme seemed to be in shock. She waited for her to speak again. “It seems this galaxy has much to thank you four for. You saved us.”
She shook her head. “We were just doing what we could to save lives.”
“And that makes you a hero.” Padme countered. There was silence as Padme’s grip relaxed little by little on her daughter. “Do… do you even want to be a Senator?”
“No.” She answered miserably. “I hate it. I rarely see Wolffe and when I do it’s always rushed. Being on Alderaan on our vacation was the best time ever.”
Padme looked thoughtful. “What if I told you that one of my people took an interest in the troopers and would be willing to be a Senator for them?”
“I would say you are a lifesaver and hug you so tightly that you probably wouldn’t breathe.” She replied with a smile.
Padme motioned to the woman with her. “This is Sala. She wanted to meet you and see if she would be acceptable for the job.”
She turned her gaze to the other woman. Sala had brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She looked younger than her but old enough to be taken seriously.
“I must apologize. I’m sorry, Sala that you heard me go on like that. It’s a very good job. Have you had any experience?” She questioned the girl on her views of the troopers and asked her a few questions about scenarios for what she would do for the men. She kept her force senses turned to the girl. She seemed sincere in the force and when she got to the part on trooper treatment, a fire seemed to be lit inside her as she vehemently was against the whole slavery thing.
She sat back after that and met the fierce gaze of the woman. “When do you want to start?”
Sala blinked. “Excuse me? But you don’t even know if what I’m saying is true. You are just going to give me the job based on my words?”
“I have the Force. I can read you just fine and I think you will do an excellent job. If you are even looking for a place to live here I can sell you my apartment.” She said bluntly.
“Where would you live?” Sala blinked at her.
“I’m thinking either Alderaan or Naboo. Somewhere quiet where I can raise a family and maybe have a farm or something with animals.” She rubbed her fingers together.
“Naboo would be the best choice.” Padme smiled. “Alderaan has too many mountains.”
“You would have to fight Bail on that, Padme.” She teased. She turned to face Sala. “When do you want to start?”
“Next week? I can have my family bring my things and you can show me what to do while you finish your things here.” Sala looked determined. Sala looked over at the men guarding her. “I will do my best to give you men all the rights and things you deserve.”
The troopers said nothing but they did nod in her direction.
Padme gathered up a fussy Leia and her bags. “We’ll just leave you to get everything sorted. Sala can come back here tomorrow?”
“Sure. Be here before eight. The Senate has a meeting tomorrow, so dress nice.” She stood up and hugged Padme tightly. “You are a lifesaver.”
Padme gave her a tight squeeze back. “I look forward to seeing you and Wolffe on Naboo.”
They parted ways with her feeling one hundred times lighter.
*****
She nearly floated into her home that night. “Wolffe?” She called out.
Wolffe stepped out of their room, shirtless. She roved her eyes over his chest. He had scars but she didn’t care.
“You’re home early. What are you so happy about Mesh’la?” Wolffe leaned in the doorway.
“I found someone to take my place at the Senate. I thoroughly vetted her with the Force and she seems eager and is the right person for the job.” She beamed.
Wolffe fumbled something in his hands. “You don’t want to be a Senator?”
She shook her head. “I never wanted to be one. I wanted you and your men to have rights. I wanted the Senate to see how wrong they were and I wanted to make a difference in your life. When they asked me to be a Senator it seemed like one of those ‘can’t say no’ things where if you did, thousands of people would be upset.”
Wolffe hid the small black object in his pocket. He pulled her into a hug. “I’m happy you saw that.”
“What?” She pulled back a frowned at Wolffe. “What do you mean?”
“Mesh’la? You haven’t been happy lately. Sure you smile with me but you haven’t with anyone else. Our vacation was the happiest I had seen you in months.” Wolffe tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
“Padme offered for us to move and live on Naboo.” She nuzzled into Wolffe’s bare chest. She ran her hands around his sides and on his back.
“What did you say?” Wolffe sounded distracted.
“Well, I want to move to either Alderaan or Naboo and Padme offered Naboo. I told her that she would have to fight Bail on that because if Bail catches wind that I want to move to his planet I’m sure there will be a fight between the two of them.” She pulled back and looked up at him. “It’s up to you of course which planet you want to live on. Be warned though, I told Padme exactly what would have happened had we not been here and she is convinced that we are heroes.”
Wolffe nodded his head and dipped down to kiss her. “Can we talk later?” He murmured.
“Absolutely.”
*****
Moving preparations were underway. Her’s and Wolffe’s things were packed into crates for easy transport for the planet they chose to move to. Only their necessities and things they wanted to keep on hand were left out.
Sala was an attentive person and she was doing wonderfully. She knew the troopers would be in good hands.
The Author had hosted a going-away party reluctantly. The Author had cried into her arms that night. She had scoffed and told her she was a few days space flight away and if she wanted she could move there too and they could raise their families together.
The Author had pulled back and shook her head. “Maybe one day.” She said. “But not right now. Fox needs to be here. We will come to visit you for a while though. Casey would like to see something other than the city.”
Their last few nights remained on Coruscant and Wolffe wanted to take her somewhere.
She had agreed and dressed in a pair of jeans, a shirt, jacket, scarf, and her hat. Wolffe had put on his old armor.
She was confused but allowed him to lead her to 79’s. The bar was closed but Wolffe just opened the door.
She stepped into the empty room and gasped. The old bar was covered in lit lights that flickered like candles. A path led right to the table where it all started.
“Wolffe? What?” She turned around and her hand flung to her mouth and tears came to her eyes. Wolffe was down on one knee holding a small box in his hands.
“I asked the others about your world’s customs to this and…” Wolffe swallowed harshly.
“Wolffe?” She took a step closer to him.
Wolffe spoke her name firmly. “Will you marry me?” He opened the box to show a ring that was pretty. It was a silver band with a white pearl in the middle.
She felt the tears spring loose. She dropped to her knees before her Commander and kissed him hard. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” She kept murmuring.
Wolffe’s arms came around her and he sagged against her. “I thought you were going to say something else there for a moment.”
She pulled back to eye the ring. More tears came to her eyes as she looked closer. The colors. It wasn’t silver and white. It was grey and white. His colors and someone had engraved something on the band. She read it carefully. “‘You’re worth all of me, Mesh’la.’ It’s beautiful.”
“Thanks. I- I made it.” Wolffe looked away. “It’s made with durasteel. They wouldn’t give me beskar and that,” He gestured to the pearl. “Is made from my armor. I had broken a piece once and I had saved it.”
The ring just became her most valuable possession in this galaxy.
“I love it.” She rubbed her eyes. “You did all of this for me?”
“I had help. Your friends were very… enthusiastic.” Wolffe stood up. “Come on. Fox’s riduur made some food for us. She claimed it was as close to it as she could get.” Wolffe held out his hand.
She accepted his help and got to her feet. The ring was placed on her finger and she was led to their table.
Wolffe revealed dishes of some good Earth-style food. Spaghetti and salad. They sat down to eat.
“Remember when you tried to eat nerf for the first time?” Wolffe grinned.
“Yes I do, Wolf’ika.” She teased right back.
Wolffe frowned. “I still need to get him back for that.”
She shrugged. “You have a couple more days. I’ll distract her while you can do something to Fox. I think a girl’s day one last time will work.”
“You are perfect, Mesh’la.” Wolffe grinned.
She pointed her fork at him. “Be warned. He might have Casey. Don’t hurt our nephew.”
“I won’t.” Wolffe ate his food. “This is interesting. How your world cooks its food.”
She shrugged. “It’s not much different than here. Remind me to make you pizza one day.”
She felt so happy as what Wolffe pulled out for dessert. Chocolate covered fruit. “How did she…?”
While it wasn’t chocolate-covered strawberries, it was still delicious. The fruit tasted similarly but it still wasn’t a strawberry.
She beamed at her... finance? Was that what Wolffe was now? All she knew was he was hers and they weren’t going to be apart.
“When can we get married?” She asked as she took another bite of the chocolate goodness.
“On Naboo?” Wolffe offered. “I’m good with whenever you want.”
“Sure. We can get married in our new home.” She smiled. She frowned as she thought of his customs.
She fiddled with the ring on her finger. She took a deep breath. “I don’t want a big thing. I don’t even want anyone there when we say our vows.”
Wolffe looked startled. “Mesh’la.” He set down his fork. “It’s a big thing where you are from and-”
“And it’s not where you are from. I wouldn’t say no to a party and having the others there to have fun but I am saying no to the ceremony as Padme and Anakin want. I want it to just be me and you when we say them. No one else. This is your way and I want you to be happy with how it goes.” She spoke gently.
Wolffe seemed speechless. He cleared his throat. “Repeat after me,” He spoke her name with reverence.
They spoke their vows in a bar in a low level on Coruscant. They moved into their new home on Naboo ten days later. Three months later and their family began.