The Second Meeting
The night after the big showdown against the Jedi Council, Padmé collapsed into bed. Again, she found herself in the clearing and was again greeted by Hera.
The two women quickly embraced. "So, how did dealing with the Jedi Council go?" Hera asked, curiously.
"They've agreed to allow me and Anakin to remain in contact with each other," Padmé began. "And they're going to update me weekly on Anakin's training."
"That is wonderful," Hera replied, smiling.
"Things are beginning," Padmé murmured. "It's important that I stay in close contact with Anakin. For the safety of the twins."
"What do you mean?" Hera questioned.
"The twins were orphans from, well, from the time they were born," Padmé admitted. "I feel horrid about that."
"Don't dwell on what happened, think about what you can change," Hera replied.
Padmé nodded. "What about Hercules? How is he?" She asked.
"He's alright, but he can't fit in on Earth," Hera began. "See, when he was turned mortal, he was able to retain his godlike strength, and he can't control that strength—not as a mortal anyway."
"The poor boy," Padmé murmured sympathetically.
"Zeus, my husband and Hercules's father, and I keep an eye on him and his adopted parents—Alcmene and Amphitryon," Hera continued.
Padmé nodded.
