Title: FUNDAMENTAL SECRET
Author: Kate Davis
Category: Drama with a hint of romance.
Rating: G
Archive: Please email me for permission before archiving.
Summary: Queen Amidala has refused to notice the changes in Anakin, and has something she wants to tell him - can Obi-Wan convince her otherwise? [Supposed to be coherent with the knowledge we have of latter episodes.]
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of George Lucus and company. This piece of fan fiction was created purely for entertainment purposes and no one made any money from it. No infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended.
Author's Note: This is my first piece of Star Wars fanfiction, so constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don't be too harsh!
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"But Ani I have something to tell...", she spoke to the closing door, "...you", her voice drifted off.
She sunk to her knees in the soft pile of cushions. He'd stormed out and left her alone. Again. He'd been doing it all the time lately, but this time it had been so final. She curled up in a ball and let her pain slip out in the form of unbridled tears. Something in his eyes told her that he wouldn't be back.
What made it so much worse was that nothing had changed between them, and yet everything was different. In the morning he'd tell her that he loved her, and that night he wouldn't come home. Or he'd wake her up in the middle of night because he couldn't sleep and storm around their bedroom before disappearing into the crisp darkness. Then he'd apologise profusely to her the next day, claiming he didn't know what had came over him. He was deeply disturbed by something - he was listless, edgy and not in control of his emotions.
Amidala had know no idea how long she had lay there before her tears gradually became soft sobs. She began caressing her stomach absent-mindedly with one hand. She wanted to tell him - she had tried so many times to tell him. If only he'd talk to her like he used to. If only he'd wake her in the night not to begin an argument, but to relieve his fears. In the case of the latter, she wouldn't have minded at all. He was so caught up in his own world, that he had pushed her out of it completely, and locked the door behind him.
She heard a soft rap on the door. Obviously it was someone she knew well, since they had been permitted past the guards. But she didn't feel like talking to anyone. She'd sent her handmaidens away so she could try to reconcile with Anakin, but their time alone ended how it had for the best part of the last few months, with the sound of her sorrow lost in the vast corridors of the palace.
"Please go away, I want to be alone". Talking made it so difficult not to cry.
"Are you sure that's the best thing for you, Dala?" His voice washed over her like the waves on Naboo's coast and it calmed her shaking heart.
She got up quickly from the cushions and released the door-lock.
"Obi-Wan", she managed before she lost the battle against her emotions, "I thought you were on Alderaan..."
He drew her close and wrapped his arms around her. "I came back when I heard what was happening. Sabe told me everything. I'll only be able to get you out in the next few days. The war is closer than ever and it won't be safe here. It won't be safe anywhere."
"Then Anakin must come too, I can't leave him here alone. I have to go and find him, I must tell him..."
She tried to pull away from his strong arms, but he held her tight.
"You won't find him. Try to understand what I am saying. There's a rumour throughout this region. Anakin is... deeply involved in this war. Even if you did know where he was going, they'd kill you before you got close."
Amidala fell against her old friend, crying out of loneliness and desperation.
"Dala", he said gently in a voice he used only for her, "you must have seen it. You must have known."
She'd refused to acknowledge the signs and dismissed all the rumours as simply speculative, because of the love they'd always promised to share. Though Anakin had left her only hours before, the Anakin she loved had been gone for a long time.
He walked her to the nearest seat and sat her down. Sabe had informed him already of the added complication, but he sensed she needed to tell him herself.
"Obi", she said after she'd controlled the shakiness in her voice. "I'm pregnant. It's twins. I'd hoped that if I told him he'd stay here with me... but he didn't let me tell him."
Obi-Wan nodded at the disclosure of this information. "Perhaps it's better if he doesn't know. We are unsure as to who he is involved with..."
"I can't raise them by myself..." she said in a painful whisper. But the realisation of that fact forced her to face another. Before she could express it Obi-Wan finished the thought for her.
"I don't think you can raise them at all. It will be too dangerous."
"No... no..." She still hung on the fading hope that Obi-Wan was wrong. That she and her husband were just going through some problems. But she'd been losing her political power in the Republic for over a year. And she couldn't escape that horrible look in Anakin's eyes or those formidable words he had spoken when he had stormed off earlier. Like it wasn't him talking. He wasn't the boy she had liked so much, and he wasn't the man she had fallen in love with. And the person he'd become was dangerously unpredictable.
She silently envisioned her future and saw the fatal pieces fall into sequence. She would let Obi-Wan help her escape. She would give birth to her children in a strange place with no comforts. In order to keep them safe from their father she would abandon her country and forego her children's right to the life they had been born into. And she would be on the run for the rest of hers.
She looked up into Obi-Wan's face, searching for the sign of any other option. Finding nothing she touched her stomach lightly and gave a small nod in uncertain acceptance.
"It's better that he doesn't know," Obi-Wan repeated, in a final attempt to convince her.
But she wouldn't live long enough to discover how right he was.
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COPYRIGHT September 2000 KATE DAVIS
Please take a moment to give me some feedback on this fic in the review section below.
I guarantee to review at least one of your works in return.
Author: Kate Davis
Category: Drama with a hint of romance.
Rating: G
Archive: Please email me for permission before archiving.
Summary: Queen Amidala has refused to notice the changes in Anakin, and has something she wants to tell him - can Obi-Wan convince her otherwise? [Supposed to be coherent with the knowledge we have of latter episodes.]
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of George Lucus and company. This piece of fan fiction was created purely for entertainment purposes and no one made any money from it. No infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended.
Author's Note: This is my first piece of Star Wars fanfiction, so constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don't be too harsh!
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"But Ani I have something to tell...", she spoke to the closing door, "...you", her voice drifted off.
She sunk to her knees in the soft pile of cushions. He'd stormed out and left her alone. Again. He'd been doing it all the time lately, but this time it had been so final. She curled up in a ball and let her pain slip out in the form of unbridled tears. Something in his eyes told her that he wouldn't be back.
What made it so much worse was that nothing had changed between them, and yet everything was different. In the morning he'd tell her that he loved her, and that night he wouldn't come home. Or he'd wake her up in the middle of night because he couldn't sleep and storm around their bedroom before disappearing into the crisp darkness. Then he'd apologise profusely to her the next day, claiming he didn't know what had came over him. He was deeply disturbed by something - he was listless, edgy and not in control of his emotions.
Amidala had know no idea how long she had lay there before her tears gradually became soft sobs. She began caressing her stomach absent-mindedly with one hand. She wanted to tell him - she had tried so many times to tell him. If only he'd talk to her like he used to. If only he'd wake her in the night not to begin an argument, but to relieve his fears. In the case of the latter, she wouldn't have minded at all. He was so caught up in his own world, that he had pushed her out of it completely, and locked the door behind him.
She heard a soft rap on the door. Obviously it was someone she knew well, since they had been permitted past the guards. But she didn't feel like talking to anyone. She'd sent her handmaidens away so she could try to reconcile with Anakin, but their time alone ended how it had for the best part of the last few months, with the sound of her sorrow lost in the vast corridors of the palace.
"Please go away, I want to be alone". Talking made it so difficult not to cry.
"Are you sure that's the best thing for you, Dala?" His voice washed over her like the waves on Naboo's coast and it calmed her shaking heart.
She got up quickly from the cushions and released the door-lock.
"Obi-Wan", she managed before she lost the battle against her emotions, "I thought you were on Alderaan..."
He drew her close and wrapped his arms around her. "I came back when I heard what was happening. Sabe told me everything. I'll only be able to get you out in the next few days. The war is closer than ever and it won't be safe here. It won't be safe anywhere."
"Then Anakin must come too, I can't leave him here alone. I have to go and find him, I must tell him..."
She tried to pull away from his strong arms, but he held her tight.
"You won't find him. Try to understand what I am saying. There's a rumour throughout this region. Anakin is... deeply involved in this war. Even if you did know where he was going, they'd kill you before you got close."
Amidala fell against her old friend, crying out of loneliness and desperation.
"Dala", he said gently in a voice he used only for her, "you must have seen it. You must have known."
She'd refused to acknowledge the signs and dismissed all the rumours as simply speculative, because of the love they'd always promised to share. Though Anakin had left her only hours before, the Anakin she loved had been gone for a long time.
He walked her to the nearest seat and sat her down. Sabe had informed him already of the added complication, but he sensed she needed to tell him herself.
"Obi", she said after she'd controlled the shakiness in her voice. "I'm pregnant. It's twins. I'd hoped that if I told him he'd stay here with me... but he didn't let me tell him."
Obi-Wan nodded at the disclosure of this information. "Perhaps it's better if he doesn't know. We are unsure as to who he is involved with..."
"I can't raise them by myself..." she said in a painful whisper. But the realisation of that fact forced her to face another. Before she could express it Obi-Wan finished the thought for her.
"I don't think you can raise them at all. It will be too dangerous."
"No... no..." She still hung on the fading hope that Obi-Wan was wrong. That she and her husband were just going through some problems. But she'd been losing her political power in the Republic for over a year. And she couldn't escape that horrible look in Anakin's eyes or those formidable words he had spoken when he had stormed off earlier. Like it wasn't him talking. He wasn't the boy she had liked so much, and he wasn't the man she had fallen in love with. And the person he'd become was dangerously unpredictable.
She silently envisioned her future and saw the fatal pieces fall into sequence. She would let Obi-Wan help her escape. She would give birth to her children in a strange place with no comforts. In order to keep them safe from their father she would abandon her country and forego her children's right to the life they had been born into. And she would be on the run for the rest of hers.
She looked up into Obi-Wan's face, searching for the sign of any other option. Finding nothing she touched her stomach lightly and gave a small nod in uncertain acceptance.
"It's better that he doesn't know," Obi-Wan repeated, in a final attempt to convince her.
But she wouldn't live long enough to discover how right he was.
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COPYRIGHT September 2000 KATE DAVIS
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I guarantee to review at least one of your works in return.