Oh, Possibilities

By infinitykat

"you're on the edge of just a memory
locked away in my heart
and I hate to say, when you walk away
I just fall apart.
I wish we had a second chance
and it would all work out.
I want to hold on to everything
you're on the edge of just a memory."

A/N: Welcome to the alternate ending of "Only in Dreams"! Please read that all the way through (or at least to chapter 6, but there's 7 chapters so you might as well read the whole dang thing). Once again, George Lucas is the Maker. And those lyrics above are my original creation, do not claim them as your own. Just wait, you'll hear them on my album and think, "where have I heard this before?"

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"…You're on the edge of just a memory, love. I need you here with me."

Padmé looked into those eyes, the ones she once thought were all too intense. They were pleading with her, to at least tell him why.

He ought to know, she decided. Too many times in his life was Anakin left in the dark.

Padmé slowly rose and started pacing about the room. She clutched her stomach again, feeling another ill spell coming on. Just tell him. she thought, Just do it!

She stopped pacing and turned to her lover.

"Ani…I…I have to leave because…I'm…pregnant."

Anakin's jaw dropped open involuntarily. His eyes immediately flicked over her stomach. He slowly stood without a word. The silence held for a few moments. Padmé's eyes started to fill with tears.

"Please say something." She whispered desperately. He came to his senses and wrapped her up in a hug.

Anakin pulled away and smiled at her. He wiped away a tear and smoothed a loose piece of hair behind her ear.

"It will be the most beautiful child in the galaxy." He gently kissed her and pulled her even closer.

"But now you understand why I have to leave?" she whispered on his cheek, "No one can know about this. Everything would come tumbling down. You need to get on with your training and I need to lay low until this whole war has died down. Just know…just know that we'll be here, waiting for you." He leaned his forehead on hers and smiled.

He kissed her again.

woo-hoo but you know I'm yours,
woo-hoo and you know you're mine.
woo-hoo and that's for all time.

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Some time later…

Anakin nervously approached the Senate wing of the Theed Complex. He tried to smooth down his growing hair. He realized it had become rather messy. The sharp, short cut of his padawan days was gone and now he had a sloppy mass with a few curls here and there. He didn't really think about his looks after Padmé left and he really knuckled down on his training.

Well, all his hard work and patience paid off. Obi-Wan and the Council decided a few months prior that he was ready for the Trials, and he passed with flying colors.

The handmaiden that was escorting him to Padmé's office smirked at him. Anakin must of looked rather silly, trying and failing to fix his hair.

Finally, they reached a door near the end of the hall and Anakin almost immediately recognized the woman standing there.

"Hello, Dormé." He greeted, smiling.

"Oh, Jedi Skywalker! What a surprise!" They smiled at each other for a moment, and when he could tell she didn't get the point, Anakin spoke.

"May I see her?"

"Oh! Certainly!" she turned to the speaker and said, "Milady, someone's here to see you." Dormé winked at Anakin.

"Send him in." Anakin heard the melody that was Padmé's voice and was even more anxious to see her.

Dormé pressed a button and the door slid open.

The room was a small office, decorated tastefully as the rest of the Theed complex. A desk faced the door, cluttered with stacks of paper, data pads, and so on. A large window was on the right wall, overlooking the courtyard below.

And there was Padmé. Her hair was side-parted and pulled back tight into a bun. She looked a bit tired, and she was completing a long page of notes.

"How may I help you?" see asked, not looking up.

Anakin cleared his throat and then she looked up. Padmé gave the most beautiful smile Anakin had ever seen. She put down her pen and pushed herself up out of the chair. She balanced with the weight of their future child, and slowly walked to the front of the desk.

Padmé beamed up at him and took his hand. She gently kissed the palm and lowered the hand to her belly. Anakin gave her a look.

"Don't be afraid." She whispered softly. She placed the hand on her stomach and smiled. "It needs a father's touch."

Anakin gave a bewildered grin, amazed at how far along she was and if it could be possible that she was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her. Anakin moved closer and slowly leaned in and gently kissed his angel.

"Oh, I missed you so…" he breathed. He kissed her neck, careful not to bring her too close and crush her stomach. Padmé ran her fingers through his messy hair and sighed.

"It's been hard, but we're together now." She pulled away and lead Anakin to the chair in front of her desk. She sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck.

"Now," she said, "What's this I hear about you being a Jedi?"

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"Come, love, let's go for a walk, or something!"

Anakin and Padmé were in her office again, and she was busy at work on some unknown issue. Anakin rested his head impatiently on her shoulder. He had worked so hard to get through his training, and now he wanted to have fun, like any young man his age.

"Just a moment, I have to finish this."

She began to write another thing down, but the pen was pulled out of her grasp.

"Hey!" Anakin threw the pen across the room and picked her up, right out of her seat. Padmé stopped resisting and giggled. Anakin waved his fingers and the door flew open.

"Where are we going, anyway?" She asked, after he had picked up a mystery package in her bed chamber.

"Oh, you'll see…"

Anakin led her to a small hovercraft, they climbed in, and were off. To where, she didn't know…

…to be continued.

Post note: lalala. Review, please!