Title: Temptation
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Anakin Skywalker walks out of the Jedi order to stay with a seven-month pregnant Padmé. ROTS
Disclaimer: I made all this up. All belongs to George Lucas!
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(¸.·´ (¸.·´··´Chapter I: Anakin's Decisions·•
Anakin Skywalker woke up next to his beautiful wife, Padmé Amidala-Skywalker. These last three years were a taste of heaven and a fiery pain of hell. The pestering Jedi council and the harassing senate have been really hard to handle. Three years of hiding their marriage, have been miserable. Anakin had been tempted to just scream to the galaxy he loves Padmé Amidala. Padmé couldn't handle the pressure either, considering she works overtime and she's pregnant. Anakin rid of the thoughts and stroked Padmé's cheek lovingly before getting up. When he sat up, Padmé slid her hands around her his waist.
"Don't go." Padmé mumbled. She opened her eyes and gave him a sleepy smile. She lazily reached for his hand and kissed it. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, then hugged her tightly.
"I love you." She whispered. He rubbed her back.
"I love you too." He whispered back. He sighed and let go. "I have to go."
"Now? It's too soon." She whined. He grinned and kissed her cheek.
"Yes. I don't want to but… I have to." He replied. She smiled
"Okay."
He smiled. "And…"
"You want me to stay, taking care of me and the baby. I know." She finished for him. She gave another sleepy smile. He quickly kissed her and got up. "Good bye." Padmé said.
"Bye." He smiled and with that, he left. As he walked towards the elevator, a thought passed through his mind. Could he do that? Really? Anakin's heart leaped for joy and sorrow all at once. No. He had to do it. He had to get it done. He's been pondering on this thought before he could even remember. It was a tough decision… but he wanted to do it….
Later that Evening...
Anakin bit the inside of his cheek. He did it and he doesn't even know if he's happy or sad. Well… Here goes nothing. He thought as he opened the door to his and Padmé's apartment.
Padmé heard the door open; she ran to him and hugged him tightly. "I have good news." She smiled in anticipation. He slid his arms around her waist.
"I have news as well." He grinned.
"Well… you first." She insisted. He let go of her and held her hand, leading her to the couch. While they sat down, Anakin was fidgeting and Padmé was looking at the floor, rubbing her hands together. Anakin saw her she was nervous too. He broke the tension by clearing his throat. Her head shot up and put on a fake smile. He sighed.
"Padmé, you know I love you more than anything in the galaxy, right?" He said. She smiled and nodded. He sighed once more. "And you know that I would do anything to protect you and the baby, right?" He gulped. Padmé nodded slowly this time.
Watching her carefully, he chuckled nervously. "I-I… have some news that will… change our lives… forever." He said quickly. "And I don't know w-what your r-reaction will be but…" He helplessly stuttered.
"Anakin… what- what are you saying?" She asked. He looked down.
"I-I…" He sighed deeply. "I left the Jedi Order." He finally said. Her eyes wide and her heart dropped. Anakin saw her reaction and slowly reached for her cheek. She was trembling. She dropped her head.
"No." She muttered quietly. "NO!" She nearly yelled, which startled Anakin. She stood up, facing him with hands on her hips. "Anakin Skywalker! How could you? No, what were you thinking?"
"I had no other choice Padmé." Anakin said quietly. He stood up, now, towering over her.
She ignored his response. "No! No… this, this can't be…" she felt a sheer twinge of pain. She clutched her stomach, wincing from the pain. Depression and nervousness did it. Anakin rushed to her side. "I-I'm, fine, Ani… r-really." She used his hand to balance herself, and then she looked at him with tears formed in her eyes. "Ani… I have something to tell you."
He took a step back. "Anakin, I'm really sorry for yelling but I was so very upset to hear that. Now Ani… I have something to tell you." Padmé said. He nodded.
"I'm sorry." He apologized. I shouldn't have said that… I was going to"—
"I'm not Senator anymore." She interrupted. Anakin blinked.
"Wh-wh-what?" He babbled.
"They know I'm pregnant and thought that a…" She paused due to embarrassment. She looked down, rubbing her stomach then continued. "A 'whore' shouldn't be the senator of Naboo anymore." She explained. She timidly stepped back, frightened to see her husband's nostrils flare. "Now Ani, I think we need to be mature about this…"
"Mature? I'm not being mature? Calling my wife a harlot?"
"No… Ani." She sobbed. "Please… Anakin, they don't know you're my husband. It would be very unreasonable to just barge in hurting innocent people." She reasoned. He looked down and shook his head.
"And… I will never be able to see them anymore, since they're always busy…" She trailed off. She looked down.
"I've noticed something Ani… You know what it is?" She looked up at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. He bit his lips and shook his head.
"That you and I will never be informed as 'Senator Amidala' or 'Jedi Skywalker' anymore." She wept as he put his arms around her.
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Anakin was sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out this mess. Two hours ago, Padmé was yelling and lecturing him about how hard he had worked to be a master. All he had to do was talk and try to make her understand, this was all for her and the baby. Now, she was smiling and looking so peaceful, admiring the view from the balcony. He crooked an eyebrow up and vowed to himself, he would never understand women.
"Anakin?" Padmé called. Anakin stood up and walked towards her direction.
"Yes?"
Anakin walked behind her, putting his arms around her waist. "I want our baby on Naboo, like I told you remember?" She reminded. Anakin placed both hands around her abdomen, while she continued brushing her hair.
"And on the same spot, Angel." He smiled as he rubbed tiny circles. He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her neck.
"Oh!" She jumped a little. They both laughed.
"I felt it too, Padmé." He chuckled.
"So… Ani? I need your opinion." Padmé turned to look at him. Anakin smiled and stared down at her stomach.
"Yeah… that'd be great." He said. "We'll go…"
"At this instant." Padmé said unexpectedly. Anakin knit his eyebrows.
"Right now?"
"Yes. Now. I'm tired of just waiting here, doing nothing all day…" She inhaled sharply. "And with you out of the Jedi order and I had just found out I am no longer in politics…" She choked a sob.
"Padmé." He rubbed her shoulder, looking sympathetic
"Yes?"
He nodded and smiled. "We'll go now." Padmé wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand, and then smiled.
"Really?" She sniffled.
"Go pack." He insisted. She smiled, let go of the brush she was holding and slid one hand around his neck to pull him into a satisfying kiss.