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Please bare with me on this little short fic. I was kind of desperetly writing it down, cause it just came to my head. Not a very original fic(I dont think) but I hope you readers will enjoy...
Anakin awoke from yet another horrible nightmare. They had been coming more often every night. Sweat soaked his body like it always had after such dreams.
It was the same vision…the same horrible scene of Padme's slow and painful childbirth…of her dying form.
He quickly tried to calm his heavy breathing so that his wife would not hear him. He could not keep waking her over and over again like this.
But unfortunately for him, she would always be a light sleeper and she woke and turned to see his distraught frame.
She sat up and scooted closer to him, rubbing his arm softly and kissing his skin.
"Is it the same dream, Ani?" She asked quietly.
Anakin avoided her eyes and turned his head slightly.
"Hey," Padme whispered. "Talk to me."
The Jedi nodded simply. He could not find any words to speak.
"I'm sorry, darling…It will be all ri-" His wife stopped in mid-sentence.
She suddenly felt a large jolt in her abdomen, causing her to gasp.
Anakin looked at her in alarm. "What!" he half yelled in concern. He instantly feared the worse. It was far to early for labor! What if his dream was coming true?
Padme went from looking distressed to extremely excited. Her husband continued to stare in confusion. "What is it?"
Suddenly she laughed with utter delight.
"Anakin!"
"What?"
"The baby! The baby kicked, Ani!"
Anakin stared in shock and bewilderment.
"Here, Feel!" the young senator explained.
She pulled up her nightgown to reveal her swollen belly and placed Anakin's hand on it quickly.
"Hold on…It'll happen again."
Both of them waited in silent anticipation. Both of their hearts pounded.
Then there it was.
A hard yet tiny drum against Anakin's calloused fingers.
Forgetting completely about the nightmare, a huge grin passed the Jedi's face.
He stared up into his wife's eyes to see tears of happiness flowing down her blushed cheeks.
"That's our baby, Ani." she choked, not fully believing it was real.
"Our baby" Anakin repeated, beginning to feel the tears brim his eyes as well.
Could this really be happening? Was a little life truly growing inside of his beautiful love? It was far more wonderful than he could have ever imagined. He was going to be a father…and Padme…a mother.
"A little part of me…" He began, kissing her tummy softly and then moving to look into her eyes.
"and a little part of you." He lifted his good hand to her cheek and gently stroked her skin with his thumb.
"This is incredible." he murmured as he leaned toward Padme to capture her lips with his own.
"I love you, Anakin Skywalker." his wife breathed and returned the kiss.
Suddenly, they were both distracted by the feeling of another, even stronger, kick from her stomach.
Anakin chuckled.
"The force is strong with this one." He said with a smile.
Padme giggled, "Little Skywalker just wants some more attention." She replied.
"Looks like you've got some competition."
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A/N: Short and fluffy. I'm sorry, im kind of a sap when it comes to stories..they all end up really mushy. Does it suck? Please review. I accept anything! Thanks a bunch for reading.
Did you readers catch the infamous Darth Vader line towards the end? I couldn't help myself. hehe