"Padme!" Anakin called as he burst into her apartment. There was no answer. "Padme!" he called again, searching for her through the force. Before he could call again, he saw her mirrored ship landing outside her apartment.

"Anakin!" she said, walking down the ramp. He hugged her tightly, "Padme, I was so worried."

"What's going on?" she asked. "Why is there smoke coming off of the Jedi Temple?"

Anakin took a deep breath, "We need to get out of here, find somewhere we can hide. Palpatine is a Sith lord, he fooled all of us. He tried to get me to become a Sith, he claimed he had the power to save you from what I've been dreaming."

"So, then he knows about us? About the baby?" Padme said, putting a protective hand on her stomach.

"Yes. He's been planning it all along, he's turned the clones against us. It's likely that Obi-Wan, Mace and myself are the only Jedi left."

"Then where are they?"

"It's a long story, one that we don't have time for because we need to leave. Can you think of anywhere we'd be safe?"

"Well, I suppose you could go to Alderaan. Bail would protect you, at least for a while," Padme said. Anakin noticed the slight tone of guilt in her voice.

"What about you? You need to come with, Padme. He'll kill you," Anakin said frantically, practically shaking her.

"Anakin, I can't just leave. I need to speak for Naboo in the senate, who knows what he could do to it with no representation in the senate? I need to stay."

"Padme, he knows about us. He'll kill you, use you as bait to get me to come back. If he uses you as bait you know it would work, Padme, I can't leave you, especially because you're about eight months pregnant."

"We'll discuss this later," she said sharply. "Let's focus on getting you and the other Jedi off this planet. I think Alderaan may be the safest place. Tell Obi-Wan." Anakin opened his mouth to say something to her, but knew that there was nothing he could say to change her mind, at least not until the others were here. Maybe they could all talk some sense into her. He turned on his comlink, "Obi-Wan, this is Anakin do you copy?"

"Anakin, I just sent out a distress call urging any surviving Jedi to stay away from here. Hopefully it will work," the slightly distant voice sounding of Obi-Wan said.

"Good. Padme suggested we, at least for now, go to Alderaan and work things out with Bail Organa."

"How are we going to get out of Coruscant? If Palpatine knows about you and Padme, the second he sees her ship he'll shoot it down, or at least track it. I doubt he's watching Coruscant, but I'm sure he has some sort of blockade positioned outside of Coruscant."

"Captain Typho!" Padme said suddenly.

"What was that?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Captain Typho. He'll help you. He'd be able to get you a ship easily. Take my ship to a close planet or moon, meet Typho there, switch ships and Palpatine wont recognize you, at least for a little while." Padme said quickly.

"Okay, I'll bring the other Jedi to your apartment. Be ready to go incase we bring along some unexpected friends." Obi-Wan said.

"May the force be with you, Master," Anakin said, turning off the comlink.

"I'll call him now," she said. Anakin sat on the couch, thinking.

"She still might die, your dreams haven't been wrong before. If she stays, he'll kill her. But if she goes with you, how do you know that when and if the Order is restored, they'll kick you out for being with her?" The voice said. "They'll take your child, train him. Force him into being Jedi and turn him into their pawn, their golden boy, just as they did with you."

"Okay, I was able to reach him," Padme said, pulling Anakin away from his thoughts. "Said to go to Centax-3, he'll have a ship waiting. Are you alright?"

"Padme, you're being ridiculous," he said angrily. "You can't stay here. If you do, he'll kill you, you know that. Maybe he'll wait for you to have the baby so he can take him and turn him into a Sith." Padme crossed her arms and looked away from Anakin. She focused her gaze to the rushing traffic outside of her window. So many of them had no idea what had just happened to the world they lived in, and she was willing to bet that they wouldn't care either way.

"Padme, listen to me," he said, taking her by the shoulders. "You've always been the sensible one in this relationship, you've always had your head on your shoulders and I love that about you. I am not leaving if you are staying here, because he'll kill you. He might as well kill me too, Padme, because I can't live without you. Please." Padme looked at him and he noticed that she was crying. She sat down on the couch and put her head in her hands, her shoulders shaking from her sobs. He sat next to her and put his arm around her.

"It's all over," she said quietly, picking her head up. "Everything we worked for, gone. The Republic, the Order, it's all gone. What are we going to do? The lives I wanted for our children are destroyed. I wanted them to have everything, to be whatever they wanted. Now look what they will have. Living in fear from Palpatine, constantly hiding." She put her head on his shoulder.

"Did you say children?" he asked quietly. She looked down at her hands, which were folded across her lap, "I found out a few weeks ago, we're having twins. I didn't want to stress you out even more, so I didn't tell you. I'm sorry." He kissed the top of her head, "That's wonderful," he whispered. "Padme, I know that this is awful and I know that it's going to take a lot of work to get things back to normal. But you know what? I'm almost relieved. Now we can be together. Truly be together, no more hiding, no more lying. Maybe we can fix it, put it back together but make it better. Change the Order so they wouldn't forbid our love." Padme got up and wiped the tears off of her cheeks, "I hope so," She said simply. "I'll gather our things." She walked into their bedroom and took out a large suitcase.

"Wait," he said, following behind her. "Are you coming, then?" She smiled weakly at him, "After over ten years, it doesn't look like I'm going to get rid of you that easy."


A few minutes passed before the Jedi could reach the apartment. They had worried looks on their faces, each with their hoods up. Anakin noticed that they had managed to find two more survivors. Yoda was there, his small frame leaning on his knotted cane and, "Ashoka!" Anakin said, quickly hugging his old Padawan.

"It appears that we're the only Jedi on Coruscant who were left alive. I can only hope that that are more," Mace said.

"I spoke to Captain Typho, he told us to take my ship to Centax-3. There shouldn't be any of Palpatine's ships stationed so close. There, we will board his plane and go to Alderaan. I was one of a small group of senators forming an, I suppose you could say rebel alliance against Palpatine. Hopefully we can figure something out," Padme said.

"Find us, Palpatine will. A better hiding place, we must find," Yoda said as he hobbled over to Padme's large ship. No one said anything and after a few moments of standing around, they followed Yoda on to the ship.

"Excuse me, but where are we going?" asked C-3PO. "Artoo is a bit wary of flying, as you know." Anakin smiled, as Artoo had never seemed too frightened on their many flights together. Perhaps 3PO's perception mirrored his own feelings.

"You two need to get on the ship. We're going to Alderaan, come on," Anakin said, walking up the ramp. He saw that Padme was perched on one of the small silver chairs with a pained look on her face, her hands on her stomach.

"Hey, you alright?" he asked, slipping into the seat next to her.

"Yeah, I think I'm okay. Just had a little stomach pain, it went away," she said. "I'm fine, really," she added after seeing the concerned look on his face.

"Master, can I fly the ship?" Ashoka asked, already sitting at the controls.

"As long as you don't crash. Remember, don't draw any attention to us. Just fly to Centax-3, nothing fancy," Anakin said. Padme jumped a little and put her hands on her stomach. He took her hand, "Padme you don't look good. Are you going into labor?" She shook her head and took a deep breath, "No, no. It's too early, I'm fine. Really, this sometimes happens, my doctor said it would be fine. Don't worry about it."

"Everything alright?" Obi-Wan asked, taking a seat on the other side of Padme.

"She's not feeling well, I think when we get to Alderaan we should go to a doctor," Anakin said before Padme had the chance to make an excuse.

"Approaching Centax-3," Ashoka said. The ship set down lightly.

"There, I see Typho," Padme said, pointing to a spot outside the window. They got off the plane, Anakin carrying Padme's bags.

"I'm so glad to see you're alright," Captain Typho said, hugging Padme. Anakin glared at him. He had always sensed Typho's feelings for his wife, feelings she always seemed oblivious to.

"We should get going," Anakin said briskly.

"Right," Typho said, "This is the Millennium Falcon." He pointed to the large, circular ship behind him. Anakin scoffed, "That piece of junk? I don't think even I can fly that. Look at it. How do you expect us to run from Palpatine in this?" Typho grimaced at him,

"This is a great ship. It's fast, reliable. Plus, lots of places for you Jedi to hide incase Palpatine does search it." Anakin started to say something else, but Padme jumped in, "I'm sure it will work fine. Thank you, we're all very grateful." She stressed the last words and glared at Anakin, whose face changed solemn at his wife's look.

"Okay, well, this has been fun but let's get out of here," Obi-Wan said, climbing aboard the ship.