Author's Note: Don't yell at me if I get any details wrong, I never read Union.
"Excuse us", said Anakin to the other ghosts. The number of people in the Great Hall, alive and dead, was just too much for them now. Since it was the wedding of his son, one of the galaxy's greatest heroes, and the woman who had once wanted to kil him, the crowding was inevitable. So he walked his wife through the wall into an isolated hallway. "So this is it Annie," Padme said squeezing her husband's arm. "They'll be so happy together."
"Yes, look at how lucky they are", Anakin commented as his mind fluttered back to his own wedding. "They don't have to hide their love from anyone. They have friends to witness this whole thing and celebrate with them."
"Not that lucky though," she replied. "You know how many years of happiness Luke missed out on? He's been denying his feelings for so long. Exactly the same way I did with you. And he's done a much better job than me. If only I could have been there to tell him not to take my mistake and expand on it."
"Better a little late than too early. Had Luke joined me when I was in the Empire, the Emperor and I would have forbidden them to see each other. The backlash they're getting is nothing compared to what they would have suffered under the Empire," he assured her. "Or even the Old Republic for that matter."
"A little late? It took them ten years to realize they love each other. It took absolutely no time for you to realize you loved me. Even when I denied it, it didn't take me too long to recognize I loved you," Padme pointed out.
"But did we actually get to enjoy our marriage? Only for a few years before we got separated and the galaxy fell into darkness. And me with it." Anakin lamented.
A long silence came over them as memories of the dark times returned to Padme, the times when she fell into an abyss of sorrow. She remembered watching Palpatine, a man she once considered honorable, begin to exercise his harsh grip on the galaxy. She remembered having to give up her son, and most of all, helplessly watching her husband as he got swallowed into a darkness she could not pull him away from. Along with her life, the whole galaxy was spinning out of control. "No, we never really did enjoy much time together," she whispered pensively. "Leia may have been through some hard times but she has a kind marriage we never had. She got to be involved in her children's lives. And she got to spend more time with her husband than I was allowed." She sighed again. "I just wish we could have been there for our children."
"Padme, the children turned out fine without us and they'll stay that way." Anakin reassured his wife, putting his arm over her shoulder. "Obi-Wan was wise to have Bail and my stepbrother to raise them. They're good people so the children have a strong foundation to fall back on. They're survivors." An innocent grin crossed his face. "And besides, it's a wedding," he said in a lighthearted tone. "It's about celebrating, not regret."
"And the celebrating's going to start without us unless we hurry up," she replied as the music started. "Shall we go?," she asked, putting out her hand.
"Of course my sweet angel," Anakin said taking her hand. Padme smiled at the last word as the memory of the first time they met returned to her. As Anakin's face met hers, they crossed the threshold back to the other side.