I Still Believe
Author's notes: This is my first Star Wars fanfiction. I rarely write fanfiction... so I hope I did a good job on this one. Please note this fanfiction contains spoilers if you have not watched Episode 1-3 yet. This fanfiction pairs Anakin and Padme together … after their marriage and up to where Padme gets hurt by him. This is from Padme's point of view.
After everything that has happened on my home planet of Naboo to meeting Anakin, there has been a lot of change. It's an interesting concept, or perhaps fact of life if you wish to call it that, this "change", especially when it comes to people. Some of us choose the good side to fight on, while others stray from the path of truth, peace and justice. Change brings strength out in people, whether the intentions are pure or unjust.
While learning more about myself as I change, I learn more about Anakin. He's grown more than I gave him credit sometimes, but that is in the past. We're married, and I will no longer deny my love for him. I know he's a strong man and I would not want, nor need, anyone less for my husband. I would never expect any less from the man I chose to marry; never.
However, with strength comes power. Power is followed by greed and the want for something more... But that's not Anakin. It never will be. He's not that blind. I'll always believe in him. I'll always love him.
As time passed, I learned even more about Anakin. His nightmares are starting to worry me. I think his biggest fear is losing someone he's close to. I remember the day Anakin left his home planet of Tatooine. I'll never forget the essence of sorrow and regret as we left his Mother's house. I'll never forget the time he lost his mother to those horrible, vicious, and perhaps mindless creatures. After learning I might die in childbirth from Anakin's nightmare... No, it can't be true! It's just a dream. It can't be a premonition. Even with dreams of his Mother dying prior to her death on Tatooine, it won't happen again. I won't let it!
I started noticing Anakin change. The embers in his heart burn for love and peace, but now he seems... different. He's not telling me much of anything as of late. I worry even more with every passing day. I can't think about it; it'll tear me apart. It'll tear us apart. It will not happen this way. I believe in him. Even if the Jedi Council does not.
Our children will be born soon. I cannot worry about things like this. I must not assume and worry, it's silly of me to do so. I have to think of us as a family and not just myself.
Then the fateful day came. Obi-Wan stowaway on my ship while I was looking for Anakin. I still remember the look in his eyes. It seems as though the fires that once fueled his heart for love and justice … everything he once stood for … were now fueled by hatred. Before blacking out, all I could remember were the last words that echoed in my head:
I still believe in you, Anakin. Always...