Meet the Parents

Summary: Padme's parents know that she's married, but they don't know to who. So when Padme and Anakin are asked back to Naboo, for a 'family reunion' things do not goes as planned.

Authors Note: Sorry about the delay again. I've been busy and here it's Christmas… I don't know about you guys, but it is here! So MERRY CHRISTMAS! To all those who celebrate it! I'll update again when I get the chance and thanks for all the reviews!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS!

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Chapter 11

Padme twirled around in front of the mirror and then looked at her mothers' sullen face.

"That will just not do Padme; it doesn't look flattering on you at all." Jobal said and Padme shook her head. She didn't understand why her mother had to be so judge-mental of her and her body. She liked the dress. It was short and white and it didn't drag. Her mother wanted a long dress that was heavy and dragged on the ground. Padme wanted a small wedding that meant much more (even though she was planning on not getting married, she liked how Anakin and her had gotten married) then a huge wedding that meant nothing. Her mother wanted a huge wedding that meant everything about honor while she thought that small weddings were a waste of time and meant nothing. It showed weakness and that they were on a lower level then everybody else.

"Will you go and try another one on?" Jobal questioned and Padme twisted her mouth in disgust. Of course she would go and try on another dress, but not happily. She hated the dresses that her mother picked.

"Alright." She walked back into the dressing room and found herself trying on a similar dress to the one she was wearing at her wedding to Anakin. It was beaded and beautiful. It touched the ground, which she didn't mind as much as she thought and was a v-neck cut. She slipped on white sandals and clicked the clasp into place. She walked out of the dressing room and her mother stared in awe at her dress.

"That looks wonderful on you Padme… Don't you think?"

Padme nodded eagerly. She would do anything to just get out of the store and be free of her mother for an hour while she went over to Sabe's house, "I think it's perfect."

"Good, then we'll get this one. Now go change, you're going to be late to get to Sabe's house." Jobal said and shooed her daughter back into the dressing room. She was sure that Padme was going to go through with this marriage and then they would have their family honor back.

Padme took off her dress and changed back into her knee-length skirt that she was never allowed to wear when she was on duty, and her blouse. She slipped on her shoes and laid the dress carefully over her right arm as she pushed back the curtain. She took special notice how there were no other customers in the store. She had forgotten to ask her mother about that. She handed the dress to her mother and then walked towards the window. A light went off and she found herself starring into the front of a camera. She backed away from the window and walked over to her mother.

"What are they doing here?" She questioned quietly.

"They're looking for you darling, they're waiting to figure out who you're getting married too." Jobal said and took the dress that had been wrapped up and placed on a wrack, "Are you ready?"

"To go out there?" Jobal nodded and Padme sighed, "Are you kidding? They'll eat me alive."

"Aw now Padme, you know that they won't. They'll just take a couple of pictures and that's all." She said and grabbed Padme's hand, "You're going to be late for Sabe's party for you."

Padme bit her lip and pushed open the door, she saw the lights flash off in her face as she quickly walked by into the safety of the hover-car. Her mother slid in after her and closed the door, "Too Sabe's house please." She said and the driver nodded. He speeded off without another word.

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Padme sighed and pulled her body up towards Sabe's house. She waved at her mother as she reached the door and watched the hover-car move farther and farther away from her. She looked around and then knocked on Sabe's door. Sabe opened it and pushed Padme inside.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting forever for you!" She gripped Padme's wrist and pulled her into the kitchen. Padme's breath caught in her throat when she realized who was standing before her.

"Anakin…" She breathed and then sat down at the kitchen table where everybody else was seated. There was Obi-Wan there also. Sabe sat down next to him and Padme shook her head.

"My mother told me that you were having a party for me? But this does not seem like a party at all if I might say so myself." Padme said and Sabe laughed lightly.

"I have much bigger plans then just a party; you should know me better then that Padme Amidala-Naberrie." She said purposely forgetting the 'Skywalker' part of her name because it was no longer her name.

"I guess I don't." Padme said and smiled gratefully at her friend. She turned to Anakin, "So what are you guys planning?"

Sabe cut in, "I got there here because we're getting you out of here."

"Out of here?"

"Yes, we're going to get you out of here before you have to get married to that scum bag who should die in hell." Sabe said and banged her fists against the table. Padme held her hands in defense.

"Whoa, slow down there Sabe, we don't want you killing anything yet." Padme said and dropped her hand below the table while Anakin's hand grabbed hers at the same time. Their fingers were interlaced and she felt herself being pulled towards him. He rested their hands on his thigh and she smiled slightly at him. "So tell me, what are we really doing here?"

"I told you!" Sabe said and Padme shook her head.

"I didn't believe you, that's why I asked." Padme said and twisted her mouth to the side before speaking, "Are you serious?"

"Yes, we're pretty serious." Obi-Wan spoke for the first time since she had been there and she looked at him then Sabe then Anakin. She then looked at the table and placed her free hand in front of her. She didn't know what to say.

"Well… I-I… I don't know if that's a good idea." Right as the words escaped her lips she knew she had done something wrong. She felt Anakin's hand release hers and she brought her hand up to meet with her other one. She played with the ring on her finger and sat there for a second. "I mean, I don't want to marry him, but I don't know what else to do… My mother will ruin everything if I don't get married to him."

"But if you do Padme, then we can't be together." Anakin said quietly and she nodded.

"I know, I know and I don't want that but I have no other choice. I'm glad that you all came here for me, but I've made up my mind. I still love you though." She muttered the last part so Anakin was the only one who heard. Obi-Wan looked at Sabe who just shrugged.

"I have too go." She stood up and walked towards the door. She turned to go out the backdoor and found herself leaving against the wall when nobody could see her. She needed support because she couldn't believe that she had actually turned down an idea of running away from all of this. She heard foot-steps and tried to steady herself, but it didn't work so well. She saw Anakin and smiled sadly.

"I'm sorry about this, but I think that it's for the best." Padme said and Anakin nodded. He stood next to her and looked at the ceiling. "I still want to be close Ani because I don't think I can ever love somebody like I love you."

He nodded, but no words were spoken from him. She closed her eyes to try and erase all the memories of him and her together.

"Anakin?" She questioned, but there was nothing. He was gone. He had walked out the door when she was not listening. She would never forget looking at his retreating back walking across the hills until he was a tiny dot in the horizon and she would never forget how he never looked back to see if she was watching him.

Not even once.

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She sneezed as she inhaled the perfume that they wanted to put on her. It was the day before her wedding and she hadn't seen Sabe, Obi-Wan, or Anakin since two weeks ago. She pushed the feeling of guilt that was stuck in her stomach away and looked at Dorme who smiled sadly at her.

"Are you alright mistress?" She questioned and Padme nodded.

"Yes, yes… Um, what made you think that I wasn't?"

"Well you just had that crossed look on your face" Padme raised her hand to her face and shook her head as she laughed slightly.

"Sorry, I was just thinking."

Dorme nodded, "Well I'm sorry about that. The perfume does smell pretty awful so I guess we'll just go with your old perfume?"

"Yeah, that would be ideal." She said and smiled gratefully at Dorme who understood her so well. She was only pretty sure that Sabe and Obi-Wan hated her guts and she was positive that Anakin was never returning after what she had done to him. Dorme brought back the small bottle and sprayed in on Padme then placed it on the table. "Thanks Dorme."

"No problem. Well are you ready for the girls night out?" Padme shook her head.

"Not really, there are no people that I really want to mingle with tonight. Sabe is… Well I actually don't really know where Sabe is… Do you?" Dorme shook her head.

"I haven't heard from her in awhile… She's probably busy with whatever she does for a living." Dorme laughed and handed Padme her sweater. "Go mistress and have fun."

Padme nodded and stood up. She walked over to the door and then walked out of it. She only wished that she could have fun.

End of Chapter 11