Labor Pains- Kylo Ren

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You and your best friend, Pana, walk down the hallways, laughing.

"So, wait, he what?"

"He flipped his cape all dramatic like and the tripped on it. Big Bad Supreme Leader tripped on his own cape," you wheeze. Pana steadies you as you stumble in your fit of laughter.

"Talking about me, darling?" Kylo's robotic voice sounds from beside you. You giggle.

"No, I would never," you smirk. You can almost see Kylo's eyes roll under his helmet.

"It's time for your checkup." He holds out his arm and you link yours through his.

"I'll see you later, Pana," you call as Kylo leads you toward your monthly checkup. Officers incline their heads as Kylo and you walk at a steady pace toward the medical wing.

"How is the baby behaving?" Kylo asks as you round the corner.

"Restless. Most nights I can barely sleep."

"Why don't you wake me? We've talked about this."

"Yes, but you're so peaceful when you do manage to sleep that I don't want to sleep that I just can't bare to wake you." Kylo sighs and shakes his head.

"You're hopeless." You smile brightly.

"And that's why you married me, is it not?"

"No, I married you because you don't put up with my tantrums." You raise your eyebrows.

"That all?" you tease.

"You're beautiful, kind, strong, and the complete opposite of me."

"Well, we balance each other out." We teach the medical wing and the droid ushers for you to sit down.

"How are you feeling, Lady Ren?" it asks.

"Oh, about as well as you'd expect. Back pains, stomach pains, small bladder, ready to push it out right now." The droid chuckles.

"It's to be expected. You're due any day, after all." Your heart leaps with terror and excitement.

"That I am," you grin. The droid continues with the checkup before concluding everything is going smoothly.

"Usual time tomorrow, correct?"

"Yes. Thank you," you smile.

"Supreme Leader Ren. Lady Ren," the droid says, bowing its head. As you walk out of the medical bay, you yawn. Kylo chuckles.

"Time for your nap?" he asks. You link arms once again as you nod.

"Yeah." You walk at a leisurely pace back to your shared quarters. "You know, I never wouldn't thought I'd be carrying Kylo Ren's child," you muse. Kylo takes his glove off and presses his hand to the keypad.

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