Disclaimer: Disney owns Star Wars, not me. All the characters and places (except for my OC Analise Joy) belong to them.
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Chapter Eleven
He hasn't been sleeping. Obi-Wan looked at Analise. Her eyes lingered on her brother's form outlined by the brightly colored nighttime lights of Coruscant. Talk to him please. He won't to me when he's like this.
Very well. He does look tired. Come with me. A small smile graced her face and Analise shed the blanket as she took the hand held out to her, rising her up from the couch.
Anakin pretended that he didn't notice them. His twin and his Master as they approached from behind. Instead he kept his gaze on the world beyond the elegant apartment.
"Analise tells me you haven't been sleeping." He did turn at that, shooting a glance to his twin. He should have known though. When it came to themselves the twins preferred to suffer in silence, neither wanting to burden others with their problems. With each other, it was the exact opposite. Analise would go running if she felt the least bit like something was wrong with Anakin and he was the same.
He sighed. He recognized the look on Obi-Wan's face. It was caring, concerned, and stern all at the same time. A proper big brother face. A face that meant he would not let go of something until he felt sure that he had been told everything. In this case it was was better, as it was with Qui-Gon just to confess all. Maybe Obi-Wan could help.
"I haven't been sleeping...I've been having dreams..." He tapped the railing of the balcony as though tapping the buttons on the panel of a ship.
"You've been dreaming of Mom...She's in pain...They are so bad that they are leaking a little over to me." Anakin grimaced and glanced away. He thought he had kept his shields up. The last thing he wanted was for Analise to be seeing, sensing his dreams...Nightmares of their mother. She felt bad enough not having any memories of Shimi.
"I'm sorry. I'll work on my shields."
"Anakin..."
"Dreams pass in time Anakin. They come and go."
"Ben!" The men turned at the soft and unhappy exclamation from Analise. She lay a hand on his arm. "For Jedi, dreams can be more than just dreams." She left the side of her betrothed and lightly walked over to the side of her twin. "Sometimes for a Jedi, a dream or a nightmare can be a vision." Anakin wrapped his arms around his small sister tightly. Obi-Wan said nothing knowing that at times like this the twins would always seek to comfort each other. "If this is a vision Anakin, you must remember that it might be happening now or even soon. It could be something that happens years and years from now when we are Knights."
"And Masters." At least a smile formed upon the youthful face.
"You may one day be a Master Anakin, but I am sure I shall be happy just to be a Knight." The twins shared a secret smile that only they understood before Anakin tugged on Analise's braid and stepped away.
"I would much rather dream of Padme again. Being around again is addicting. As if I can never have enough of seeing her, of being with her."
"You two must be destined to be Anakin!" Analise followed her twin, her face alight with the joy that perhaps her brother was close to finding the happiness she had found with Obi-Wan, her Ben. "She is a former Queen and now leads within the Senate. It all fits." She was referring to the prophecy written long before their birth that spelled out the twins' destines. The fate of an entire galaxy resting on their shoulder when they had yet to be form.
Obi-Wan snorted as he followed the twins and they looked back at him. "What is it Master?" He sighed.
"I just wish that the person who were destined for wasn't a politician. In my experience the majority of them have been corrupt and vile. Always putting themselves and their pocketbook above the welfare of those they are suppose to serve. Look at the Chancellor."
"You're generalizing Master."
"Anakin's right. Not all politicians are bad. Look at Senator Organa. He's one of the closest non-Jedi friend we have. He's the head of the FoJ which Senator Amidala has agreed to join." Both heads turned to look at Analise who shrugged. "Da told me. He had Senator Organa tell her about it to see if she would join. She said yes."
"Can't wait to see how she takes the first meeting." Anakin smirked. Obi-Wan laid a hand on his Padawan's shoulder.
"Just be careful please if you do decide to pursue her. Promise me Anakin. You two come very different worlds and while your paths are similar, they are not the same. There will be times when such a relationship is challenged by galaxy demanding one thing from its Jedi and another from its Senator."
"Don't worry Master. I am..."
There was a rising, a pull. Darkness rushed through the room, stopping the Jedi in their tracks.
A breath. A pause.
Then action.
