Qui-Gon drew in an unsteady breath. It was the question, always the question between them, and he had no more answer for it now than he had ever had, would ever have. His hands had been resting against her slim shoulders, but now he slid both arms around her, drew her even closer. His fingers splayed against the firmly round curve of her belly, protective. “Then I would protect you,” he murmured, promising in both word and deed. “If need be.” And I would protect him...if need be.
Beneath his hands, the growing child kicked once, twice, then shifted, making his lips curve.
“She’s an acrobat,” Padme muttered, not quite complaining, although she did arch her back a bit and rest her weight more fully against Qui-Gon’s chest.
He chuckled very low. “Well, she is a Jedi.” His hand rubbed lightly, soothingly against the lower curve of her stomach, and he felt the shifting flutter of the baby quieting again. “No one ever promised simplicity in that.”
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Date: 2006-08-30 12:41 am (UTC)Qui-Gon drew in an unsteady breath. It was the question, always the question between them, and he had no more answer for it now than he had ever had, would ever have. His hands had been resting against her slim shoulders, but now he slid both arms around her, drew her even closer. His fingers splayed against the firmly round curve of her belly, protective. “Then I would protect you,” he murmured, promising in both word and deed. “If need be.” And I would protect him...if need be.
Beneath his hands, the growing child kicked once, twice, then shifted, making his lips curve.
“She’s an acrobat,” Padme muttered, not quite complaining, although she did arch her back a bit and rest her weight more fully against Qui-Gon’s chest.
He chuckled very low. “Well, she is a Jedi.” His hand rubbed lightly, soothingly against the lower curve of her stomach, and he felt the shifting flutter of the baby quieting again. “No one ever promised simplicity in that.”