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The day of the procedure he clears out his small medical room and sets the bed as instructed then leaves AZI to do his thing while he stays with his children - pumping milk so the children will still have food - during the wait. His heat pass without to much pain and AZI says everything looks good to start. He's nervous, the procedure is very simple but safe but that's not his concern. He's worried that this might not work at all, AZI said that IVF - In vitro fertilization - has a very high success rate and is incredibly reliable. But he's worried, many times over he's been told he couldn't carry a child let alone children and despite AZI assuring that it's examination gave conclusive evidence that he was in perfect condition for the pregnancy, he can't quite believe the droid.
His other fear is that if this does work how he'll care for his children during the months of the pregnancy. They already outnumber him one to a hundred. He has no one else other than his children and AZI. How will he care for hundreds babies and toddlers while carrying other two or three. He has to feed them, make sure there is enough food for them and himself. He can't exactly go on hunts while pregnant. Plus a price bigger than the galaxy on his head from the Kaminoans, he can't exactly go out with the risk of never coming back. He's scared, he doesn't know what is going to happen and nothing has been started yet.
But it's worth it. It has to be. If he doesn't do this the children will die and that is unacceptable. The thought of the innocent beings dying because he was scared isn't acceptable. Maybe instincts or fear makes this thought run his head. Perhaps it's both. The thought of his pups dying when he could have stopped it sets off a beast of protective rage in his chest. So he pushes aside his nerves and steels himself for what is to come next.
So he waits. Pumping on one side and feeding a babe on the other. Entertaining older toddlers with blocks and a storybook. Waiting, ticking down the seconds.
Finally it's time, he strips down until he's only in his shirt then climbs onto the bed and lays down, sliding his legs into the stirrups as per instructed by the medical droid. AZI tells him to count upwards till a hundred and then it will be down. He lays his head on the pillow and closes his eyes, starting from one and waits till his humiliating thing is over. Hoping he chose right.