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Anakin's POV
"I'm right here baby," I took (y/n)'s hand in mine, and she instantly squeezed it as she shouted in pain, "Just a few more pushes - okay?" I shot my gaze to the doctor, Ellie's sister Juliana; the only doctor we could trust. I wanted her to assure me that everything was going fine, normal, since all of us were nervous for this part.

I'll admit I was skeptical of Juliana at first, as I am with anyone new to our lives, and she was the same with me. But we both soon grew into some form of understanding. I saw that she meant no harm, and is exactly like her weird sister; harmless. And she saw that I'm not the monster she heard stories about, anymore...sort of, it really just depends on the situation.

Juliana's eyes held a look of urgency that made me nervous as she nodded, "You just need to keep pushing (y/n)."

"I can't," My wife cried as droplets of sweat dripped down the sides of her temples, "I can't do this." She dropped her head down onto the pillow weakly with a pained whimper, before she began to sob, "I'm so exhausted Ani, and it hurts so much."

Her thoughts were screaming at me that she didn't believe she was strong enough to birth a force user as strong as Noah. She didn't think her body could handle it anymore. Which was understandable, the pregnancy has been incredibly difficult - she was on bed rest for the last two months of it. But personally, I know she can do this, my wife is a strong woman.

"Hey, look at me," I placed my palm on her cheek, and lovingly stroked her skin with my thumb. Her watered, red eyes met mine as her lip quivered, "Yes you can, you're the strongest person I know," I assured her as I wiped her tears away, "And I'm right here just in case anything happens okay? I promise I'll be right here the whole time." I leaned down and kissed her lips for a short moment, and I could feel her body beginning to slowly relax. I pulled away with a smile, "Okay now breathe with me, you can do this my love; let's meet our son."

She sat up slightly with a nod, and took a few deep breaths with me before pushing once again. Her hold on my hand tightened exponentially and waves of intense pain shot through my flesh arm, but I held it in; this was mild compared to what she's going through.

Her shouts echoed around the room, and the bed shook slightly as she buckled over with a loud scream, "You're almost there (y/n), you're doing great - just a few more pushes." Juliana encouraged her, she momentarily skewered her vision to my wife's vitals, before looking back down at the birth of my child.

"But I'm so tired," (y/n) whispered weakly as the lights in the room began to flicker.

I could feel my wife's body weaken with every push, and I heard her breathing start to fade into shallow breaths, "Come on baby, you're almost there - here, I can help you." I kissed her forehead before cupping her hand in between both of my palms and closing my eyes.

I couldn't force her to take her pain away since technically nothing is actually wrong with her. But what I can do, is give her just a little bit of a boost.

I'm not entirely sure what the ability is called, mainly because I didn't listen to anything Master Yoda said when he was teaching it to me, but basically - I pour my own strength into her, while taking her pain as my own.

(Inspired by a chapter from Force Bound Feelings by Ari!)

I kept my focus on Master Yoda's words in my mind, guiding me. Soon, I began to feel a strong painful ache near my stomach, while (y/n)'s cries began to slowly cease.

I opened my eyes and locked them with hers. I can tell by the way she was looking at me that she knew what I was doing for her. Now it's not that she's no longer feeling any pain, she is, but it's just not as bad as before. It's as if we're sharing it, taking fifty-fifty each so it's more tolerable for her.

"Thank you," She whispered with relief, before taking another deep breath and giving this next push to her all.

I nearly screamed in pain myself since every-time she pushed I could feel it. The amount of respect I have for women now is unmatched. I've been beaten, stabbed, tortured, brought to the brink of death on multiple occasions, and I have to say - this fucking hurts.

As (y/n) gave her final push, the lights in the room began to flicker more violently than before as the hospital bed she was in shook. I tried to calm the room down while also keeping the connection I have going with (y/n), and it was more draining than I thought, but I was mildly successful.

I sort of thought of this as the force welcoming its grandchild into the world. Noah's powers will surely surpass my own one day, and as proud as that makes me - it also scares me. We're going to have our work cut out for us with him; I can only hope that he's more like his mother than me.

Suddenly, the leftover shaking in the room abruptly stopped, and it was silent - but only for a second.

Then I heard the beautiful cry of my son. I don't mean that his crying is something beautiful, but it's just the fact that I'm hearing him for the first time is what's tugging on my heart strings.

I released my hold on her, and gave her another kiss on the forehead, "I'm so proud of you my love, you were amazing," I doted upon her, the most amazing woman in the galaxy; my wife and the mother of my baby.

"Thanks to you," She whispered weakly as she caught her breath. I know in my heart that if this child was normal, she would have done this all just fine without me. But something about Noah was draining the energy from her more significantly than average.

Juliana quickly took him and cleaned him as she checked him over to make sure he was in good health. Once that was done, she turned around with a smile and handed him to (y/n) first, "Here you go honey, he's in perfect health." My wife smiled widely at our boy that was stirring in her arms.

I'll be honest, I wanted to hold him first since technically she's been holding him for nine months. But something tells me that that argument won't go over well with her, so I chose life and remained silent on the matter.

Noah moved around in (Y/n)'s arms as he continued to lightly cry, and he was absolutely beautiful. Never in a hundred years did I think I'd have the luxury of being a father; but here I am with this little one, and words can't describe how much he already means to me. He was barely born all of two minutes ago, and I would gladly Darth Vader the hell out of this galaxy just to make sure he lives a safe and happy life.

As I continued to admire him, his blue eyes that matched my own slowly opened, and they were aimed in my direction; my heart nearly stopped.

Now I know that a baby's eyesight isn't the greatest when they're first born, at least that's what I read in the book I bought to be prepared for this. But I'm willing to bet all the money in my pockets that he was staring right at me - that he somehow knew who I was.

The force is a powerful thing, it's not entirely understood, and we have no idea just how much it's truly capable of. With that being said, I believe that his force signature bonded with mine the second we locked eyes. It's merely a feeling we both felt, a powerful connection.

"Do you want to hold him, Ani? Before I let Piett, Ellie, and Yoda in to see him." My loving wife offered in a tired tone. I was almost positive that as soon as I took him from her - she was going to pass out, her labor lasted for nearly twenty hours.

And I was right.

I held Noah in my arms for the first time, and (Y/n) could be heard snoring lightly from next to us just minutes later.

"Do you want me to let anyone else in, or would you prefer to keep your privacy for now?" Juliana asked in a low tone as she removed her gown after finishing her cleaning of the room.

"Privacy please," I responded as I kissed Noah's forehead lightly, "She'll be okay right?" I asked her before she walked out of the room.

I glanced up to see her looking at (y/n)'s sleeping figure, "I'll admit that she made me nervous for a moment there, but she did good, she's going to be just fine." She assured me with a smile, "All she needs is rest."

"Thank you for everything Juliana." I smiled, and I was almost positive I had dark circles, and bags hanging under my eyes. I didn't get a second of sleep during the whole labor - I didn't want my wife to feel alone for even a moment.

She nodded, "Of course, let me know if you two need anything I'll be around for a few more days."

"I will, thank you again."

She simply nodded once more with a smile, and exited the room; leaving me alone with my family.

"You're perfect," I wiggled my finger in front of Noah's face while I swayed him side to side, and his blue eyes were fixated on my movements, "And I know you can't understand me, but I love you with all my heart. You and your mom are everything to me." I whispered so I wouldn't disturb (y/n)'s peace.

I placed my finger next to his hand, and he instantly grasped it; making me smile from ear to ear. I know it's an involuntary reflex, but it still warmed my heart anyway.

"I promise that I'll keep you both safe for as long as I live, I swear it." I continued to talk to him as his eyes curiously stared up at me, and his grasp on my finger tightened ever-so-slightly, like we were shaking to that agreement.

I leaned down and kissed his cheek before beginning to quietly hum to him; just as I used to do when he was still in the womb.

"I'll never let anything happen to you my Noah."

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