Fox Request :) I chose a song based fic to Defying Gravity from Wicked

I hope you're happy right now

Being a senator was by no means a stress free task, but everytime you were on Coruscant, you found yourself in the safest place you could ever imagine. That place was Fox's arms. You met him during your arrival to Coruscant for a senate meeting about a year ago. Since you met him, your visits on Coruscant were always filled with stress free bliss. You found yourself focusing less on your job and more on Fox. But you were okay with that. Besides, who needs to pay attention to politics to be a politician when you're pretty? Fox's job was always stressful. Frequently, he found himself struggling to be happy. This seemed to be the case with most clones unfortunately. He only got a dose of serotonin once a month when you came to Coruscant for the monthly senate meeting. Tonight was the night you arrived for that meeting. The transport from your home planet to Coruscant seemed never ending.

Meanwhile on Coruscant, Fox was shaving the week old scruff off his face. He stared at himself in the mirror when he was finished and sighed. He hated looking at himself ever since an incident a few months ago. The only time he liked looking at himself is when you were there next to him. While using his finger to make his hair perfect, he comlink went off, notifying him that your shuttle had landed.

"I'm coming love," he whispered in the mirror, trying to conceal his newfound excitement.

When your shuttle finally landed, you tried your hardest to act natural. Love between you and Fox was forbidden. If you blew cover, the consequences for him would be detrimental.

You exited the ship and was greeted by a familiar sight; perfect red and white armor.

"Senator. Welcome back to Coruscant. Allow me to escort you to your quarters," Fox announced, grabbing your luggage.

Fox was finally happy again.

You can have all you've ever wanted

Except when you're a solider in the Grand Army of the Republic. Freedom is a word not in a soldier's dictionary. Many senators fought to change this, trying to make the army more humane, but it was no success. No matter how many senators believed in loosening the restriction on the clones, the chancellor always had the final say. The answer was always no.

Fox seemed to have mixed feelings about this. He takes his job very seriously, but ultimately, he is affection starved, and you're the only cure.

"We don't have a meeting until tomorrow, you should stay," you suggested while Fox walked you to your private quarters. He took a quick glance at his surroundings before nodding in agreement and followed you in, comming one of his brothers to cover him for the night. That was the one nice thing. A few of his brothers were aware of the romantic relationship between you and him, and they would do anything to make it last.

As soon as the door shut, he picked you up bridal style, "Hope the armor isn't hurting too much," he laughed. You took off his helmet to see his perfect face and hear his handsome voice.

"You could never hurt me," you whispered, giving him a soft kiss that lingered on his lips a little long than he expected.

A smile beamed across his face as he laid you down on your bed. As you laid there, he took a moment to just stand up and admire you. You were all he ever wanted. He finally had all he could ever want.

I can't want it anymore

Fox shut his eyes and sighed, plopping his body down next to you. His smile was wiped off his face.

"Hun?" you asked, worried about him. You propped yourself up on your side and looked at his expressionless face. Though he stayed silent, you knew exactly what he was thinking.

"It's okay sweetheart," you softly smiled, taking his top armor off.

He moved around to help you with taking his armor off, "It's not fair."

"I know love," you exhaled, finishing taking his chestplate and blacks off exposing his chest. You slowly ran your fingers down his sternum, putting light pressure on his well toned body. He loved this.

"I want you every second of everyday. I can't, (Y/N). I just can't," he rolled over to face as he spoke. This conversation always came up when you visit Coruscant.

Fox was a strong man who rarely showed emotion, but around you, he seemed to open up with how he was feeling. He put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you into his check, then slid his arms to your upper back, pressing you into his body.

"I'm holding the only thing I want but I have to learn to not want."

The angst in his voice always hurt like a dagger to the chest. It hurt you to know he had to go through a constant internal struggle of whether love is right or wrong.

I'm through of playing by the rules of someone else's game

"I can't take it anymore," he groaned, rolling you onto him so you laid flat on top of his body, "I can't let them decide how I think."

"This is what we've been asking for," you reminded him, "the chancellor is ruthless. I know you're at the top of the Couruscant Guard and you respect the chancellor, but you do know he's the one shutting down the idea of clone freedom, right?"

Fox hated when you said that. He knew you wouldn't lie to him, he just hated hearing the truth. At first, he didn't seem to believe you. This was until he was ordered to kill an outstanding member of the 501st. Everyone in the 501st dispised Fox. You knew he didn't want to pull that trigger, but if he didn't, the trigger would have been pulled on both of them. Since that incident, he became angry with the army's rules, but there was nothing he could do about it. If anything, all it did was make him fall in love with you even more.

"I don't want to follow these rules anymore. I'm not just another monitored science experiment," he grunted, squeezing you just a little too tight, causing you to let out a soft whimper. "Sorry cyare, it's just I love you, a lot."

You smiled, "and the day you first said those three words was the day you decided to stop playing by the Republic's rules of the game they call a galactic war.

"You're right," he smirked, taking a piece of your hair in his fingers and twisting it around, "and I think that may have been the greatest thing I've done in my life."

His smile was uncontrollable. For those who knew Fox, they would all say it would be impossible for someone to change his way of seeing the war and the reality of his life. They must not have known how capable Fox was of being struck by love.

I think I'll try defying gravity

"I want to be with you forever," he smiled. In that moment, the months of stress seemed to leave his eyes and be replaced with intoxicating love.

You pushed yourself off your chest slightly to allow yourself to run your hands through his hair, "that would make me one happy senator."

"The laws of the Republic Army are always there. They will never be taken away, but I want to defy them. For happiness."

It was hard for you to realize that this was the reality of what a trooper must think, but you've never seen Fox so happy and relaxed. He wasn't going to let a stupid list tell him what he could and couldn't do.

"Hun," he winked, stretching out his arms.

"Yes lov-" you were cut off by his lips aggressively crashing into yours as he threw you onto you back on the bed. He straddled over you without breaking the kiss, allowing his tongue to explore every inch of your mouth. Fox began nipping at your lower lip, hard but not hard enough to draw blood. His left hand was on your waist and the other with behind your head, allowing the kiss to get deeper, even though that didn't even seem possible. As the kiss continued and intensified, you took off his lower armor with your spare hand and foot. This was someone you learned to do last time you were with him. Once he was left in just his lower blacks, his hips began grinding into yours. He broke the kiss for a moment and looked at you. His eyes spoke everything that remained unspoken. Fox smiled as you nodded. Your nod was all he needed in that moment. Defying the Republic code isn't such a bad thing after all.

Well if that's love, it comes at much to high a cost

It's been a month since you were on Coruscant, meaning you haven't seen Fox in a month. About two weeks after you left, you woke up earlier than normal, slammed with the feeling of nausea. This wouldn't stop and all you wanted was Fox there to comfort you. He wanted to be there too. Every night he holocalled you, making sure you were okay.

"It's still not better love," you moaned, throwing your head in your hands.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, "Well, you're coming to Coruscant tomorrow, right? I'll have one of my medics take a look at you. You'll be okay, I promise. I'll do anything," he paused for a moment and saw you wince in pain,"oh (y/n), I wish I could be there holding your hands."

The next day you landed on Coruscant and as always, you handsome commander was there to escort you to your quarters. Although this time when you entered, there was a medic sitting on a chair next to you bed.

"Trek here is going to take a look at you. He's one of my closest brothers. He knows about us. I trust him with my life," Fox informed you, helping you lay down on the bed.

"Senator (Y/LN), I will do everything I can to make you feel better," he nodded, taking a quick portable scan. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

"What is it?!" Fox quickly asked, kneeling down by your bedside and holding your hands in his.

Trek glanced at you then back at Fox, then back at you, "There appears to be not three, but four humans in this room at the moment."

As Fox's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, yours felt as if they rose all the way to your hairline.

"I'm pregnant?"

"Congratulations, you two!" Trek exclaimed, "As far as the pain and sickness goes, this is by no means my area of expertise, but you should probably see a doctor who is. Congrats again!"

As soon as Trek left the room, Fox gave you a terrified glare, "what are we going to do?" he anxiously asked, resting his hand on your stomach.

"I can have the baby and we can just wait until the war ends?" you suggested.

"My child is in there right now, (Y/N). I need to help you through the pregnancy. I love you."

You gave him a worried look, "I'll be okay. You have a job to do."

He nodded "I totally agree! My job is to care for you. I love you. And caring for the beautiful mother of my child is what I have to do. It won't be an easy task, but that's love cyare."

And you can't hold me down

You just finished packing up your travel back for your journey back home. Unfortunately, Fox told you he had something to attend to in the morning so he wouldn't be there to escort you to the ship. It sucked, but you knew you would be back soon, especially since you were carrying his child. Guards from your planet met you at your quarters and escorted you to the ship. Though Fox wasn't the one escorting you, you still felt as if he was there; in spirit at least. The guards followed you on the ship, and it took off immediately. You noticed a migraine coming on. Figuring this was just a pregnancy side effect, you decided to find a bed on the ship where you could nap.

You woke up to the ship landing at your private residence.

"Senator, we're ready for your escort to your home," one of the guards announced.

You slowly arose from the bed and followed the guard out of the ship. Typically one guard escorts you to your residence door while the ship takes off for the capital. The guard that follows you ends up being your exterior patrol.

"Thank you," you smiled at the guard and began to shut the door.

The guard put his hand on the door, preventing you from closing it, allowing himself to step in and shut the door behind him.

"Sir?" you asked. Terrified, you went to grab the pistol that sat on your hips. Right before you grabbed it, the guard took off his helmet.

"Babe?!" you jumped, lunging yourself into his arms, "what are you doing here?!"

"You think the GAR can stop me from sneaking away to help the love of my life? Absolutely not! They will never hold me down from you."

Together, we're unlimited. Together we'll be the greatest team there's ever been

Fox spent a great amount of time explaining to you why him running away from the GAR was a good idea. You didn't necessarily agree with everything he said, but ultimately it was his choice what he wanted to do. He wasn't even with you for a day and you could already tell that he would be the greatest caregiver for you. You were just a month pregnant, yet he was treating you like you were days away from labor. One thing he struggled with was cooking. The man has never cooked a single item in his life.

"What the kriff is paprika?!" he groaned, digging through your refrigerator.

You laughed and opened the spice cabinet, "It's a spice, hun."

He reached for the spice that was in your hand and he looked at it, "what does it do?"

"Uh," you stuttered, "makes things taste like paprika?"

Fox rolled his eyes like the sassy guy he is, "well I could guess that! What else do we need?"

You helped him gather the rest of the ingredients and began to show him how to chop vegetables.

"Can we do this every night?" he asked, giving you puppy eyes.

He knew exactly how to make you melt.

"Of course Fox! You having fun?"

A smile beamed across his face, "I really am. We make a great team in the kitchen. I think. We need to see how this tastes. I may ruin this."

"This is my easiest recipe hun! I'm sure you won't ruin it. Plus, I'm here to help you," you reassured him.

"You're perfect," he whispered, continuing to chop the vegetables.

You stopped chopping and looked up at him. He remained focused on the chopping. You admired his strong arms and chest in the tank top that hugged his body.

"You're perfect," you retaliated, standing up on your tip toes to kiss his cheek.

"We're perfect," he corrected you, his lips meeting yours.

Just you and I defying gravity

Fox has been at your residence for a few months now. The GAR has officially listed him as missing in action. This worried you, but he didn't seem to care much about it. His only concern was making sure you were constantly being cared for. This became difficult when you had meetings on Coruscant. Fox always stayed behind so he didn't risk getting caught. As soon as you would get back, he would pamper you like a queen. You've noticed that since he's been here, he seems happier and less stressed. At this point, it was obvious that you were expecting. When asked who the father was you would always say he left. Force forbid someone found out you were pregnant with the child of the missing commander.

You and Fox were laying outside on your balcony looking at the beautiful night sky. Every now and then, he would rest his head very carefully on your stomach and whispered to your child.

"I'm thinking Bri for a girl," you suggested as he kissed your growing stomach.

"Pretty, and if it's a boy?" he replied, still kissing your stomach.

You shrugged, "Not sure yet."

"Well, boy or girl, I already love our child so much (Y/N). So, so much," he smiled, "and cyare?"

"Mhm?"

"Thank you so much for giving me this life. I'm defying the horrid rules, but there is no one else I'd rather do it with," he reached into his sweatpants pocket and pulled out a ring, "I know it's not much of a ring, not nearly as much as you deserve, but, will you make me the happiest man in the galaxy and marry me?"

Your jaw dropped as you looked at the man of your dreams on one knee next to you. In this moment, everything came together. You were now a family, and nothing could change that.

And nobody is gonna bring me down

It wasn't long before your family of two became a family of three. Fox leaned against the door frame, watching you rock back and forth holding your newborn son. A soft grin formed on his face as he sat down next to the rocking chair where you were sitting.

"He has your eyes," you murmured, admiring the child you and Fox have created.

He nodded in agreement, then rested his head against the side of the chair. For the past few weeks, he's found himself thinking about whether or not he made the right decision. Though the search for him has ended a while ago, he still fears one day he will be dragged out of his perfect home, and prosecuted for his actions. But, everytime he looks at you and his son, all those fears disappear. Life is perfect, and no one will ever take that away from him.