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Chapter 86: Catching Up

Y/N's P.O.V

So, Sabine and I are on the move with the Noti village.

Earlier she gave me back my lightsaber and told me some of what I missed while I was gone.

And she told me about our son, Y/N Jr. Right now I'm trying to process it all.

I come back to reality when I see Sabine climb up and sit down next to me.

Y/N: Oh, hey.

Sabine: Hi.

Y/N: You get some rest?

She smiles.

Sabine: A little, thanks. The bed in there is more comfortable than it looks.

Y/N: Yeah, it is.

Sabine: So, how does it feel having your lightsaber back?

I smile.

Y/N: Pretty good. I've kinda felt naked without it. Thanks for keeping it safe for me.

Sabine: No problem.

I sigh.

Y/N: I still can't believe that you were pregnant before I...

Sabine: What?

Y/N: I just feel like I should've known. I should've felt it.

Sabine: Y/N, things were crazy back then. You couldn't have known.

I look at her.

Y/N: I'm just sorry I wasn't there for you, or our son. And I'm sorry I did what I did. Had I known you were pregnant, I wouldn't have...

Sabine: I know, babe. I know. And I don't blame you, for any of it. I'm just glad I've found you.

I smile.

Y/N: Me too, babe. You know, I never really thought about what I missed this past year. I mean on this planet its just be all about how do I survive? How do I keep going?

Sabine: I can't imagine how hard it's been for you here.

Y/N: It wasn't easy. The only thing that got me through it was the hope of seeing you again. See everyone I love again.

I chuckle.

Y/N: I still can't believe my dad is the Governor of Lothal.

She smiles.

Sabine: That one was surprising to all of us, but he's really good at it.

Y/N: I bet. Does he know you were on a mission to find me?

Sabine: He does. He wanted to come too, but he couldn't leave Lothal.

Y/N: Makes sense. You mentioned Ahsoka came with you? Where is she?

Sabine: She's... well, it's complicated.

Y/N: The usual level or worse?

Sabine: Worse, believe it or not.

I chuckle.

Y/N: Damn. Well, we can talk about something else if you want. Like our son.

Sabine: Well, what do you wanna know?

Y/N: Which one of us does he look like more?

She giggles.

Sabine: You. He's your spitting image. Sometimes I wonder if I had anything to do with it.

We both laugh.

Sabine: I'm serious. Every day he looks more and more like you. It's ridiculous.

We continue to talk about our son together.