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dew-itowo · 4 years

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Baby Anakin part 1

@anakinandthecaptainrex

(So sorry this took so long.)

Fives and Echo were usually the source of Rex's headaches. Pranking people, getting others in trouble. You get it. They're maniacs.

So yes Rex was having a God damn stroke over this. His General is litterally a kriffing baby for Jango's sake!

On minute he's sassing the queen of hoodoo the next he's a little baby naked as day in his pile of robes. Honestly he deserved it. Karma was after all a bitch. But it didnt hinder any kind of hilarity to the Arcs.

Reaching down to the little General Echo giggled. "Aw, now look what you got into Jetti. Rex told you it was bad idea." Anakin's eyes watered and his lip quivered. As if Echo were his mother he held the back of his fuzzy head and pulling him close to his chest. "Oh hush now. I'm here. You're okay Jett'ika." Fives looked almost as shocked as Kix. Wide eyes like he hadn't expected a joke to go so far.

"Dont you comfort him" Talzan hisses, reaching to grab Echo's arm. Receiving a deep set, viscous glare from the Arc trooper.

"Watch your tone Witch, or I'll give you something to complain about when I knock your pretty teeth in."

If it weren't for Fives and Kix's shock with how protective Echo just got, Rex would've been in a corner rocking himself to insanity. "Turn him back now." Someone said over the low growl coming off of Echo. Everyone's eyes, including the tiny Generals, finding Rex. He hadn't even recognized his own voice. "Turn him back, or so help me Jango you'll never know pain like I'd give you Talzan." It was a thought at best.

"Bad little boys who threaten get punished Captain." Even Dogma cringed somewhere in the crowd of troopers aiming their rifles for the hag.

The tiny Generals hand flat against Echo's chest plate as he watched Rex. With tired, big, impossibly blue eyes. Rex found it hard not to love the adorable tiny Jedi. Though Kenobi would be on his death bed the moment he saw him like this.

"Turn. Him. Back." Fives growled having enough of this. Though so hypocritical.

"I can't." She yelled, setting Anakin to cling onto Echo and the peice of his robe hed been wrapped up in. Troopers instinctively moving closer to Echo and Anakin. Protecting the Ad.

Fives looked quite unamused. "Why?"

Talzan glare at the floor. "Because the moment He's like this the spell cannot be reversed." Rage boiled deep in Rex's core. Setting his nerves on fire.

"How long does the spell last." Echo whispered angrily. Trying to comfort Anakin.

"A week to a month depending on how it affects the person." A sigh on relief left Kix. As the acting mother of the 501st, or at least how he acts, Kix couldn't deal with the reality of raising up a once full grown himbo. It was just too much. And even Echo wasn't fit to take care of a baby let alone a force sensitive baby. Kenobi on the other hand knee kids, but has never cated for a baby. Maybe hed be more fit?

It was all so confusing when Rex found himself in his quarters with the tiny General in his lap, asleep like nothing had happened. He looked so peaceful like this. Holding onto Rex's index finger with his tiny hands.

Maybe once or twice he'd held a baby during campaigns. When mothers often came to thank them. Bringing their children along to see the soldiers. One time being quite memorable when a little blond human girl and her mother asked if any of the men were hungery. Of course Rex tried to decline by saying they had rebuilding to do. But the woman and her adorable daughter insisted heavy. So Rex and the others joined them for dinner. All sitting and eating, laughing, talking, telling stories to the young, listening to stories for the old, drinking, singing, dancing, living. Anakin looked so happy to see Rex and the others just let loose and have fun. To forget about the war, the death and the greif. To just live a little. Maybe that was why Anakin always pushed them to have fun on leave. Pulling Tex out of his office and dragging him to 79s where hed inevitably forget why he was there in the first place and go back laughing like it was normal. Drunk as a wine aunt at a family reunion. Holding onto Anakin and giggling the whole way there while the Jedi just laughed and talked with him more. Staying with him till he fell asleep, then moved Rex to his bed.

Anakin made a happy noise if Rex's arm as he slept. The Clone enjoying the peace the rarely came when around this jedi. Thanking Jango above for the one moment of breath before Kenobi lost his shit tomorrow over this.

"Gods Rex wont you let go of the General?" Jesse teased faux annoyed with his Captain. Pressing sass into his tone.

Rex chuckled looking down at Anakin on his hip. "No I dont think I will. And plus he enjoys being held." He sighs smiling softly. Kixs voice wasn't one to be ignored usually but his bantha shit was still bantha shit.

"I bet he thinks hes the Jett'ika's buir now." He laughs earning a glare from both Anakin and Rex.

"Can it Kix, you're one to talk." Someone oo'd. Perhaps Fives who watched with Echo from where they shoveled Food into their faces. The table going quiet as the Medic sputtered and finnaly gave up.

"Oh shut your shebs." He groaned letting Rex have the last word. Laughing at Kix's frustration while waiting for the boys to finish eating. Anakin watching the same. Eyeing Echos untouched ration bar carefully.

"I think Tinykin is hungery." Fives chuckled, nearly choking ofn his food. Anakin made a sound of anger at the nickname.

"Fives, dont call him that. You know he cant defend himself from your teasing." Echo scoffed.

"Suddenly you're a mother now."

The men laughed.

"Ha ha funny Echo. Like you didnt baby him on Dayhomir like a god damned wet nurse." Echo paused. Holding back a smile at the funny insult.

"What's a wet nurse?" Fives asked looking genuinely confused. Rex could see the internal conflict in Kix's eyes on whether he sound explain it to a dumbass or let Fives be an confussed dumbass. Either way both option were tempting.

"Kix can tell you later. Tight now I need you all to act like nothing wrong when Kenobi gets here and leave the sheb beating to me." They nodded. There was not a fate worse than death. If... You have met Kenobi. His lectures where fatal. Boring you so bad you die inside and then out like a disease. Eating your guilt up like apple sauce and topping it of with a punishment that had you bored out of your own sanity. It's why the 212th was always so well behaved. Because Kenobi was not merciful when it came to punishments.

"Good luck Rex." Jesse breathed almost looking concerned for his captain.

"Luck doesnt exsist Jesse boy." He whispered walking away toward the landing docks where Kenobi would be waiting now. Having stalled already for too long.

Gods have mercy...

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rhiannondeclermont · 4 years

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Linda Thrombey-Drysdale

Rhiannon and Meg had gone to Boston while Ransom was doing his east coast book tour. Rex was with him so there wasn’t much to worry about. Between Meg and her they could handle the nearly three year old and the four month old that required so much of Rhiannon’s attention with Ransom missing that sometimes she just had to lock herself away in the bedroom and have a good cry. It was after a particular day when Meg had gone out to pick up their dinner that what she’d been expecting to happen did.

“You will not believe who was there when I went to grab out food.” Meg said as she set the containers on the table. Royce sat in his highchair, watching his aunt as she fixed him a place and handed him his kid’s chopsticks.

“What?” Rhiannon asked as she settled Raegan against her shoulder. Meg was being too good to her as she fixed her a plate and broke her chopsticks for her. “You know you don’t have to do all this.”

“You have made my cousin do a complete 180, Rhi. Yes, I’m going to.. Especially since he’s busy with his book right now.” She finally settled in her own chair as she fixed her plate. “Linda was there.”

“Do what?”

“She was there. And she gave me a letter.”

“Ransom won’t read it.” Rhiannon shook her head as she began picking at her food.

“It’s for you.” Meg bit her bottom lip looking at the woman. “She asked me to give it to you. I was going to throw it away, but she looked kind of desperate.. Not like she was needing money, but like she’d realized how badly she screwed up.”

“You’re too good, Meg.” Rhiannon smiled, knowing it had probably been hard on her to see it. Whereas if it had been her mother, she probably would have pretended she didn’t exist. “Once we get the kids down for their nap, I’ll at least humor her with reading it.”

And when they finally did, she disappeared into the room that Marcus had claimed as his office - not that it had seen use since he moved to France with the rest of the family. She settled into the chair, using the letter opener to rip the envelope open. She had to give Linda something, her handwriting was beautiful. The leather chair enveloped her as she read.

“Rhiannon,

I don’t deserve to ask any of this from you after how I’ve treated you. Seeing you with my son… Seeing him happy in a way that I had never seen before was startling. And finding out that not only were you married to one another, but expecting.

No amount of apologies could make up for what I’ve done. Even the thought of apologizing to Ransom seems as if it would never make up for so many years of ignorance. I thought I was doing right by him, to give him everything. But I realize now that all I did was teach him that money fixes everything when it doesn’t.

But with you… He’s a completely different person. He’s become the man that I had always hoped he would be, in no thanks to myself. You’ve done what I could never do.

I know by now that you two have two littles ones. I’ve seen the few photos that have been released to the press and they are perfect, beautiful like their mother and father. I was hoping that, if you felt comfortable, I could meet my grandchildren. If not, then I understand. I don’t really deserve to after that day in the restaurant.

Nothing I say will ever change that day. And I hate myself for it. But if possible, give my office a call and we can set something up. If not, then that is fine.

Sincerely, Linda”

Rhiannon read it over and over again. Linda was asking for a second chance. And she’d promised Ransom that she wouldn’t do this until he was ready. From everything they’d talked about, he wasn’t ready. But what was she supposed to do? Go behind his back? She picked up her cellphone, calling him even though she knew this wasn’t going to go well.

“Hey, babe.” His voice was like honey to her ears. “How are the beans?”

“They’re good. They’re piled up with Meg watching a movie right now.” She answered staring at the letter. “She ran into your mother today when she went to pick up dinner.”

“And what did my darling mother have to say?”

“She gave her a letter to give to me.” Rhiannon continued, biting her bottom lip.

“Burn it.”

“Too late.” She was going to regret this. One day she would. But right now, they needed to address this. “I’ve already opened it and read it.”

“And what does she want?”

“To meet her grandchildren. But at our discretion… Well my discretion. I suppose she thought that I wouldn’t bring you into the conversation.” She sighed, folding the letter up and stuffing it back in the envelope. “Ransom, I know we said no. I’m not asking you to reconsider.”

“Then why are you calling me about this?” He asked, sounding almost angry at her.

“I want to meet with her. Just me. I want to talk to her, to see if she really has learned her lesson.” She answered, sighing. “Baby, I hate what she’s done to you. The more we unearth in your therapy, the more I want to make her feel like the dirt she is. But, I need to know. I need to know we’re still doing the right thing.”

“Are you asking for my blessing?” He returned, and she could feel the anger now.

“Yes. And if you say no, then I’ll throw the letter away and never bring it up.” She needed to know he was okay with at least her checking this out.

“Baby, I don’t trust her.” He was defeated though, knowing she’d go ahead and do it anyways. “Go on. Meet with her. But don’t trust her.”

“I won’t, Ran. Call me if you need me. I’ll cancel and come to you. Meg can handle the kids.”

“No she won’t. Raegan is still breastfeeding.”

“And I have plenty of milk for her here. I’ll come if you need me.” She was regretting bringing this to him, but she also needed him to know without her doing this behind his back. “I love you, Ransom.”

“I love you, too. I’ll see you in Boston in a few days, okay?”

“Okay.” She smiled now, relaxing as they said their goodbyes and hung up. She waited until Linda’s reality office was closed before calling and leaving her a voicemail. She told her to meet her at the restaurant where they’d ran into her the last time. It was public enough that if it didn’t go well, then she wouldn’t be worried about Linda trying to turn it on her.

Rhiannon was early, sipping quietly at a glass of wine. It would mean dumping what she pumped later, but it was worth it for the moment of escape. Linda arrived on time, settling herself across from her.

“I didn’t think you’d want to meet with me.” Linda spoke first, looking over the blonde. “Motherhood looks good on you.”

“Thank you, Linda.” Rhiannon answered looking at her. “I would say it’s nice to see you, but…”

“Under the circumstances of last time, I can’t blame you. I won’t even try to begin to apologize for how I acted.” Linda hadn’t even reached for the menu. “Are you hungry?”

“I’m always hungry. Growing to tiny people and then breastfeeding them makes me hungry.” Rhiannon picked her menu up, glossing over it for a moment. “Why now?”

“Because I wanted to respect my son’s wishes for once in his life.” She could tell Linda actually meant it. “If neither of you want me to be part of their lives, then so be it… But I had to try. I’m not saying that I’ve changed enough to be around them. But I’ve realized what I’ve done wrong with Ransom… The touch starvation…”

“Trust me, that’s the least you’ve done to him.” She answered looking at the woman. “Linda, he’s in therapy. He’s been dealing with so much of the stuff you have done to him… I can’t dress our daughter in the color yellow because of you. Yellow. Because of the closet you used to stuff him in as a child.”

Linda’s face changed instantly when she heard the words come out of Rhiannon’s mouth. It was as if she’d broken her again. It made her remember the day it had first happened when she’d seen them there at the restaurant.

“This was a bad idea then. Considering all the trauma I put him through…”

“Linda, that doesn’t mean we’re going to say no.” Rhiannon watched as she stood. “Sit back down so we can talk. Or it will be a no.”

Linda sat back down, looking her in the eye. She now knew exactly why Rhiannon was perfect for Ransom.

“I understand that you’re feeling bad about this, Linda. But feeling bad about it isn’t going to get you anywhere near your grandchildren. They have a grandmother who loves them. They have a multitude of uncles who would probably prefer I never let you into their lives. Their father didn’t even want me meeting with you because he doesn’t trust you.” She was angry as she stared at her mother-in-law. “You reached out for some reason.”

“I know that I can’t apologize for what I did.” Linda was nervous, and she knew it was obvious. “I just want the opportunity to know my grandchildren. Even if they never call me grandmother. I would like to be in their lives in whatever way you or Ransom will let me.”

Rhiannon believed her. She knew that Linda had realized that she’d done something wrong and she was starting to realize that it had larger consequences than she was ready to give up.

“I’ll have to talk to Ransom about it. I can’t promise anything, Linda.”

“I know. And I’ll do whatever you two want to earn this.” She was desperate at this point. “Please, Rhiannon?”

“I’ll talk to Ransom when he comes home from his book tour.” Book three had recently been released and he was busy promoting it. “Would you like to see pictures of them?”

“You don’t…”

It was too late as Rhiannon pulled her phone out, quickly moving to the photos section. Since Royce’s birth, her phone was constantly filled with pictures of Ransom and their children. She handed it to Linda, watching her flip through the photos.

“That was the day we told Royce he was going to be a big brother. He wasn’t very happy with that.” She smiled, reminded of how sad he had been that day when they’d told him. Linda flipped to a video next. As it played, Royce was sitting next to her in bed, his little sister slightly lying on his lap. Meg was filming as Ransom came over to pick their daughter up. Royce shooed him away though, protective of his little sister. “Now it’s hard to separate the two of them.”

“Ransom was supposed to have a sister.” Linda spoke softly, looking through the pictures. “I lost her when I was around five months along… He was young so he wouldn’t remember. I’m not saying that’s why…. Why all of this happened….”

“Linda, some people aren’t meant to be parents. But I will have to say despite everything, Ransom is a very good man. I don’t know what any of you had to do with that… But I am grateful.” Rhiannon looked at Linda.

“I owe you an apology for what I said… What I insinuated when I saw you two here before…. I wish I hadn’t. I wish I had given you a chance.”

“Then let’s start over.” She offered a soft smile. “I can’t promise that Ransom will be okay with you seeing the kids.. But we can try to change that.”

“I would like that, Rhiannon.” Linda smiled back at the blonde. “What is Royce like?”

The two ended up spending a solid two hours as Rhiannon told her about Royce and Raegan, showing her pictures.

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