"What do you think you're doing?" Kylo asks as you start to step down a flight of stairs.
You turn and look at your husband. "I'm going down a flight of stairs...?" You answer, raising your eyebrows.
"Without assistance?! You should be using the railing, Y/N!" He exclaims.
"Kylo." You laugh. "Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can't walk down a flight of stairs without holding the railing." You say.
"I know, but you could've at least called me so I could hold your hand." Kylo replies.
You smile and hold out your hand to him. He takes it, watching you. "My love, you're so sweet. But I'm okay." You say.
"I just want you and the baby to be safe." Kylo whispers.
"I know, I do too." You say.
Kylo steps down a few steps and pulls you into his arms. "I love you so much and I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you." He states.
You smile, your heart warming. "I love you too." You reply.
Kylo pulls back and relinks his fingers with yours. "Now, let's take these stairs nice and slow." He says.
"Kylo." You sigh, rolling your eyes. Kylo laughs softly.
"Come on, Y/N." He urges. You laugh and take the stairs slowly, with your husband right by your side.
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You walk through Starkiller Base, your hands resting on your very pregnant stomach. You look both ways for Kylo, before walking into the command central area. Kylo, for months, has been watching your every move. It's gotten to the point where it's driving you insane. You managed to escape the confines of your bedroom and walk around.
You take a deep breath, watching the First Order men move about.
"We need men at every entran-" General Hux starts to say before he runs into you.
"Oof." You gasp, stumbling backwards. Hux grabs you before you fall and then pales when he sees that it's you.
"Y/N, I'm so sorry!" He whispers, his eyes wide with fear.
"Oh, it's oka-" You stop, when Hux suddenly gasps, his hands around his throat.
You look and see Kylo force choking him. "Are you trying to kill my child?!" He shouts to Hux.
"Kylo! Set him down! It was an accident!" You exclaim angrily.
Kylo looks between Hux and you. You cry out suddenly as a terrifying pain wracks your abdomen.
"Y/N?" Kylo asks worriedly as you drop to your knees.
"The baby... It's coming..." You grit out. Kylo stops choking Hux and rushes to your side.
"It's early, isn't it?" He asks, his voice shaking. You nod, straining not to scream. "W-what do I do?" Kylo asks.
"Get me to the medical room. Now." You groan.
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You let out a strangled scream, sobbing. "Can't you do something?!" Kylo shouts at the medical droid worry etched onto his face.
"The baby is breeched." The medical droid answers.
"Breeched... Breeched. What does that mean?" Kylo asks, panic making his voice quake.
"The baby is feet first when it needs to be headfirst." The droid answers.
"What can we do?" You cry.
"Surgery to have the baby removed from the stomach. It's very dangerous for you though." The droid answers.
"Do it." You grit out.
"Y/N, no." Kylo breathes.
"Kylo, we have no choice. Please, do it." You beg, tears burning your eyes.
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You sit on a bed, holding your healthy newborn son in your arms. You smile down at him, the loving you feel for this little human incomprehensible. The door to the room slides open and Kylo enters, grinning.
He rushes to your side. "I'm so glad you're okay." He breathes. He looks down at the baby and then gasps, tears spilling down his cheeks. "He's beautiful." Kylo chokes out.
You smile and touch your husband's cheek. "Just like you." You whisper. Kylo looks at you and kisses you passionately as he holds you and your son in your arms. When he pulls away, he rests his head against yours as you both marvel at your son.
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