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Naboo 22 BBY
Padmé felt her heart rate increase as she neared her neighborhood, having listened to Anakin's chatter of how beautiful it was here was beginning to drive her mad. She just wanted quiet. She refused longed for the ability to mute every person around her so she could think of what she was to do in peace. It was not the stress of seeing Dmitri that had her so uptight, it was what she was to do with him when she did see him.
It was obvious that she would hold him for however, long was physically possible. She feared he would not want to be near her after the hug was over. Perhaps he would hate her for not leaving politics and staying with him forever? Or just get upset in general for leaving him in a time of need? Force... she was a horrible mother.
Padmé sighed feeling the emotion of anxiety welling up inside of her as she walked further and further closer to her home.
Dmitri managed to catch the anti-gravity ball that his cousin Ryoo had purposely thrown too high. They were going to go with their father somewhere this afternoon, but for now all they were doing was focusing on beating Dmitri in a game of catch. He liked winning, but winning was not everything as his mother always said and now looking at Ryoo and Pooja his luck of winning was that of a shaak and a small fish.
Ryoo was just being mean to him because of he was better than her at most game. She would learn to get over it hopefully, otherwise Aunt Sola would not be happy with her on being mean to her cousin. Maybe he could get away with something by blaming it on Ryoo and then end up looking like an innocent angel while she looked like a convict trying to get out of her final sentencing by Aunt Sola.
If his mother was here he wouldn't get away with it but Aunt Sola never really knew when he was lying and when he was telling the truth. That was one of the things that he used to his advantage when staying with Aunt Sola, he could tell her that Ryoo did something and in the end she would get punish and he would be rewarded with a hug and possibly a horrible baked meal from Aunt Sola later that evening. Aunt Sola was smart and beautiful, but she could not cook anything with her intelligence or her beauty.
"Ryoo!" Aunt Sola shouted as Dmitri finally managed to catch the ball. "Pooja come inside its time for you to go!"
Ryoo of course followed with absolute obedience towards her mother while Pooja being the nicer and more caring of the two hugged her cousin before running inside after her sister and her mother. His cousins would be out all afternoon doing something with Uncle Darred. He was envious that they got to do something outside the house honestly, but he realized that he would regret it as soon as he left the house.
He preferred staying at home. His mother would always make sure he was never away from the living areas for long. She would, even on Coruscant keep him in the same place at the same time of everyday. He got upset and seemingly ill when he did not follow his schedule and now here he desired to leave the home to do nothing but want to go back home. It was a waste of time.
Dmitri took the ball in his hands and headed inside. It was nearly lunchtime anyway; he might as well get washed up for lunch before his grandmother decided to scrub off the rest of the skin on his arms. Running into through the French doors he caught a glimpse of his grandmother in the kitchen making the final preparations on lunch and Aunt Sola getting Pooja to put on a nicer pair of shoes.
He walked towards the front door, where he hoped to say goodbye to his cousins... or at least be the first to get a peak at his mother coming back to him. He hoped she would be here before dark, that way she could stay longer with him. Maybe she was staying here? She had to stay here, where else would she go? And even then would she at least take him with her to wherever she was going?
"Dmitri!" His grandmother called. "Go wash up! Supper's going to be out in five minutes!"
Padmé walked through the alley that lead to her home. Her heart was in her throat it was beating so quickly, her stomach had probably dropped down to her feet as her heart beat increased. Oh dear what would he do when he saw her? Cry and say that it was all her fault? Do nothing but hug her and tell her he loved her? Beg her to never leave him again? Oh dear what would Anakin say when he realized she had a child? Why did she care what Anakin thought of her son? He was just her protector, nothing more.
Why was she even thinking of Anakin at a time like this? She was going mad!
"This is my home," Padmé said while putting a fake smile on her face.
"It's..." Anakin began but was interrupted by the sounds of two little girls screaming and running at their aunt.
"Aunt Padmé! Aunt Padmé!" The girls chanted until their aunt got down on her knees to hug the dear little girls.
Anakin smiled at the sight of Padmé hugging her nieces. She was wonderful with children, so caring and loving that even the little girls she knew so well had fallen under her spell. Padmé stood up and pointed to R2 and the girls went mad at the sight of the little droid and began to dance and sing around him. She looked around for a moment with a frown on her face; he sensed her anxieties rise when she did not see what she wanted to see, whatever it was she wanted to see.
Her eyes began to water as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. Anakin began to make his way to comfort her, he had to comfort her, and she had done it so many times with him that it was time to repay the favor. He wanted to hold her and tell her whatever it was that was the problem that it would be all right. Nothing bad would happen, nothing bad would ever happen to her, he promised himself that then and there. If she were hurt he would surely die.
Padmé turned towards Anakin, looking solemnly towards her nieces once more. Anakin looked at her for a moment before focusing on the little auburn haired little boy that appeared in the doorway. He looked to be no older than six; he seemed rather sad and rather distant. He sensed the boy was sad and anxious, similar to Padmé's feelings... actually similar to Padmé force signature. No, he was probably her nephew, why would he even think of his beloved Padmé with another man.
Had Padmé... no!
"Dmitri!" Padmé shouted as she spotted the little boy at the top of the stairs.
As the silent little boy was lifted into Padmé's arms he felt the overwhelming sense that his thoughts were true. He felt his eyes water at the thought of her being with someone besides him. She had had a child with another man, she had made love with him, she had given him a child, and she was probably married to him. His eyes began to water at the thoughts that were going through his head. Why had she done this? Had she been raped? Had she been seduced by some sort of demon creature to conceive a child that was not his?
"Mommy," Came the boy's whisper that confirmed Anakin's fears.
"No," Was all Anakin could manage.
She knew they would get married, he had told her that, and now here she was with another man's child in her arms kissing him all over and telling him that she was sorry forever leaving him. She dared to do that in front of him? How could she betray him in this way?
His emotions tethered between betrayal and anger, Force he should have suspected that she would have been with someone else before they were together but not in the way that could conceive a child. He was so foolish, she moved on, she was probably married to the father of the child and he had no idea because he was not allowed to keep tracks on what she did during those years of separation... damn Obi-wan.
If he had allowed access to look through the holonet for news of Padmé this never would have happened. He could have stopped the relationship before this child was conceived! He could have, but damn Obi-wan for not letting him. This all could have been prevented. All of it, if Obi-wan had been not so stuck on the Force damned code of no attachments he could have had Padmé remain his and only his!
"I'm so sorry." Padmé whispered over and over again between the kisses she placed on the little boys face and hair. "I promise I won't ever do that again."
Padmé pulled out of the embrace to face Dmitri. "I'm sorry."
Dmitri said nothing but put his arms around her neck in another embrace. His mother smiled slightly taking the hug as a sign of forgiveness. She felt relief wash over her, she knew he would forgive her, but had she expected him to just turn cold towards her. She feared he would not even let her say a word around him, or that he would ignore any pleas that she gave to him to let her explain. He was a forgiving child but she feared that he would shut her out again.
"Senator," Anakin stated in a voice that was malevolent at best description.
Padmé turned to Anakin standing up still grasping Dmitri's hand tightly in her own. The look on the young padawan's face was that of anger with a gleam of sadness hinted in his frustration. Why was he angry? She understood that being without his mother and seeing her embrace her own son would cause sadness but why would he be angry with her? What had she done?
"What's wrong Anakin?" She asked calmly. "Are you all right?"
He said nothing looking at Dmitri coldly while the little boy stared at him as if he was the sith lord himself. Dmitri's grip on Padmé's hand only increased as Anakin stared longer at him. Anakin's stare was that of one to kill, an animals basic stare when ready to pounce on its prey. What had possessed Anakin to look as if he were about to kill her child?
"You have a son?" Anakin asked with a voice unlike anything she had ever heard of from a Jedi.
"Yes," Padmé said as she backed away slowly from the padawan. "Anakin what's wrong?"
What had she... He... no why would he even believe that? He had said that years ago, and if he had expected her to follow that he was a fool. He thought that just because she had said perhaps to when he had said that they would get married. Had he actually taken a childhood dream and changed it into an obsession with her? She could understand a teenage boy's desire to have sex with her, but this was a dangerous obsession and if he was willing to give her son the look to kill perhaps it would be better to report him to the Jedi for mental health examinations?
Padmé refused to try to negotiate with Anakin further and just took her son inside to be with family and prayed silently that he would not be stupid enough to follow through with whatever was going through his ill head.
Naboo 22 BBY
Anakin felt fear coming from Padmé as she took her child quickly inside away from him. She had the right to fear him! How dare she have a child... how dare she even have a relationship? Padmé was his! Force, what was he thinking? He had scared her and pushed her further away from him! She would never want to be around him again! Why had he been so stupid? He scared a child! An innocent child he had scared and left trembling beside his mother.
His mother... oh dear force imagine that being him with his own mother. He had been scared by large men and strange creatures before with his mother at slave markets and now here he was being that large and scary man that would torment him towards Padmé's child! What had he done? Padmé would never forgive him for what he had done, she would report him to the Jedi council and then it was goodbye his dreams of being a Jedi he would be sent to the AgriCorps to spend the rest of his adult life dealing with the hard labor that he had been born into.
He had to get her forgiveness. He had to... why had she done that to her? Why?
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