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Overview: Darth Vader thinks about Padme throughout his life. Finally, at death he gets to go back to Padme, but when he gets there she tells him he gets a second chance. Will Anakin be able to resist the dark side and become the Chosen One? Will he be able to save Padme and stop the Sith once and for all? Only time will tell.

Set in Anakin's POV.

My Heart Beats For You

Chapter 1

How it happened I just can't recall any more. I remember that Padme had come to try and talk me out of going to the dark side and then Obi-Wan had appeared. I didn't meant to kill her in my anger! I really didn't.

It was all that damned Jedi's fault. I see that now. I see it every time I see a small child. I was to be a father and Obi-Wan took that away from me.

I swear that with everything in me that the next time I see that bastard that I will kill me. Swiftly. In the name of Padme and our unborn child.

If it was a girl I was going to name her Shmi after my mother and if it was to be a boy then I was going to name it Samuel. My best friend was named Samuel. And now it is too late and that child is gone along with the only woman that I have ever loved.

Padme...

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I haven't thought of children in a long time now, but there is this young woman and she looks exactly like my Padme. It is uncanny. She is the daughter of Bail Organa from Alderaan. He has brought her around to the Senate chamber and she is there, listening intently.

It is so odd. She really could have been Padme's daughter, and mine. She holds herself exactly like my Padme did.

The young woman's name is Leia. I can't get over the fact that she looks like my wife. She has her mannerisms, her eyes, her hair, her fire, her determination, her everything. Who is this young child? Could it be Padme reincarnated?

I have met her when I have spoked to Bail and I see the hatred that she holds for me in her eyes. As sad as it is I happen to recognize that hatred. It was the same that I saw in Padme's eyes right before... right before Obi- Wan made me kill her.

If only... She looks like what our daughter would have looked like and probably would act like if we had had the chance to raise our young one.

Oh Padme...

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I have a son.

Damn those blasted Jedi! They must have taken him out of her womb and cared for it until it could live outside an artifical environment. And then they hid him. I can't believe that they hid my son from me. He is my son, damn it!

I haven't seen him, but I have found out from several of my spies that he had blonde hair and blue eyes - just as I did once.

Oh if only I could see him and tell him of how I loved him, how I still love him. He is my son and I never wanted him to grow up without me or his mother.

He probably doesn't even know that I am his father. If Obi-Wan had anything to do with his upbringing then he would most definately never have known that fact.

I must catch up with him, to show him what the dark side can bring. Maybe then we could rule the universe as Father and Son.

If only we could have ruled the universe as a family. Mother, Father, and Son.

My Padme...

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Leia... I can not help but wonder if she has been adopted by Bail. She stands in front of me, definately. If I had tear ducts any longer I would cry. She talks with the same eloquent speech that Padme once used.

Yet I can not be leinent. She is a part of the Rebel Alliance.

It is with a heavy heart that I sentence her to torture at my had.

Oh Padme... forgive me for what I have done.

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His name is Luke. Luke Skywalker. And now he knows that I am his father.

The look on his face! Oh how it pained my soul! And how he screamed at the prospect.

He has been on Tatoonie all his life. I can tell, seeing as I lived there for a time. It is clear that he wasn't a slave. He had an easier life there than me, but he has no idea what he is getting himself into - that much is clear.

Obi-Wan has turned him against me. He hates me and the prospect of me being his father.

My Master says that it is only a matter of time before he seeks me out and joins the dark side of the Force.

I can not wait for that day.

How I wish Padme was here to see our son.

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He called me Father. Me... Father. I never thought I would ever hear that word out of the mouth of my son.

However, he called Anakin father- not Darth Vader father.

How I have failed him.

Padme... I wish you were here to show him reason.

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He's torturing my son. With that lightening. And now Luke has revealed to me the fact that the young princess I tortured - Leia is my daughter.

Padme was pregnant with twins.

I have hurt both of them. I took away Leia's home and tortured her. I took away the man she loves. I have taken my son's hand away. They have been orphaned and flawed by the war that I have created in the universe that they have to dwell in.

And now my son is being tortured at my master's. . . my master's. . .

Now I see it. It was not Obi-Wan's fault. He knew what he had to do. I killed their mother. She gave birth to them, she gave them their names. I know that now. I remember hearing her say that she liked these names. And so she had given them their names. She had died later on another planet away from me, but because of me. She had told me that I had been breaking her heart. I killed her because I became the evil that she was fighting. I had been the one that she had come to rely on and I had taken away the man that she had loved.

I became evil. I killed her, Obi-Wan, all those Jedi - including the younglings, all the Clones that could have been spared if I had done my job as Chosen One, the Jedi Council...

And now I am just standing her watching Palpatine kill my son.

"NO!"

I can feel the lightening pulsing through me even though I have gotten rid of him. I am going to die here in the place of evil that I have always known.

Luke... he's helping me out of here. I don't know why. After all I have done I deserve to die. I can feel the life fading from me.

"Allow me to see you with my own eyes," I plead.

"But you'll die," Luke retorts.

"There is nothing that can stop that now," I tell him. Luke takes the helmet off of me and I see him. He has the same crystal blue eyes that have become the trademark Skywalker's. I can not stop marvelling at the fact that he looks so much like me... and yet at the same time he looks so much like my beloved Padme.

"Tell your sister you were right," I stop. I haven't heard my voice without the helmet in years. It sounds so old, so wispy, so true.

"Tell your sister you were right about me. You were right Luke," I say.

I see him crying, but I can't muster the strength to whisper anything else. I can feel my soul lifting. I see my body in his arms and him crying upon my chest plate. I know I have died.

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I don't have any idea where I'm at. It's all white and perfect here. I know that I am no longer living, but this place is far better than where I have been as of lately.

Padme! She is standing there in a white bellowing dress. She isn't smiling, but she is as beautiful as ever.

"Padme," I whisper softly.

"You tortured our children," she bites back.

"I didn't know they were our children!" I argue back.

"You did horrid things to other people as well, Darth Vader."

"I'm Anakin again and I can't turn back time. I just can't Padme. If I could, knowing what I know now, I would. But the world doesn't work that way."

"You are getting a second chance Anakin. A second chance. With me. With our children. With the war. Everything."

I can feel my soul being swept away.

"Padme!" I scream, but she swept away.