Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday BUT school started Monday and I have come to the conclusion that Palpatine invented Geometry homework. Terrible right? I really could use that force-lighting right now.

Darth Vader shall do the disclaimer.

Vader: -raises arms and chokes you- George Lucas invented Star Wars, not Redlily188.

Me: Ummm…Vader….you can let go now….I think they get it.

Vader: -does not release grip- Sorry, but I enjoy choking. So TOUGH

Me: But….that's my reader you're choking! I like my readers!

Vader: Tooooo bad.

Me: -whispers to audience- Hey guys, watch this –clears throat- Padme'!

Vader: -releases grip and raised arms up in the air- !

Me: -snickers- Works every time!

My eyes drift over Han's sleeping body. This is going to be a lot more difficult than it was for Leia. Getting in a child's dream was a lot easier….not as strong mind shields. One of my eyebrows go up. Ok….I've got to think of a happy memory….a very happy memory.

The rain pelted hard against the glass windows at the Naboo Villa, and I hugged myself hoping that my Ani would come home safe to me.

I haven't seen him since we got married, and I literally ache for him every day. He sent me a message that he was on his way…but the weather is so terrible. The usual calm waters of Naboo were roaring as the wars were on the Outer Rim.

I know Jedi's are very good with dangers….but Anakin wasn't that good of a swimmer. He couldn't control water with the Force very well because he hadn't grown up with the aspects of water.

Suddenly hail breaks through the window and I scream. I couldn't go to the safety shelter ,because Anakin doesn't know where that is. Anakin. Hurry home.

Even a Jedi can't avoid weather….and even though hail isn't as bad as you can get its pretty bad. A hail stone hits me in the shoulder, and a piece of flying glass cuts my bare arm. I turn around and grab a blanket off the couch and stand there like a fool. And a women in love.

Soon, but not soon enough, I see a speeders lights, and I run outside ignoring the hail. Anakin steps off of the speeder and lets his cloak fall. I run faster towards my husband, who looks terrible exhausted. There are also cuts all over him. He is bleeding worse than me.

I run faster nearly slipping, but finally make it into his arms. His strong muscles pull me so close that I can't breathe.

"Anakin!" I gasp.

He gives me an attempted smile, "My love."

I stare up at his exhausted worried face, "What's….what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Anakin."

"The war is exhausting Padme'. I wish I could just come home…quit being a Jedi…..and be with you all the time."

I stare up into his blue eyes, rain and hail smacking both of our faces. "I know."

He then picks me up and runs me inside, "But Anakin….you're tired!" I protest.

"Not enough so that I can't do this ,love."

He stares at the shattered glass in horror, "Now what?"

"The closet….in the master bedroom. There's a safety kit."

He carefully avoids all shattered glass and whisks me up the stairs and into the master closet. He gently sets me down and turns on a light. When he sees me his frown deepens.

"You're hurt."

"Not as much as you. Come, let me tend to you. Then you may tend to me."

He looked like he was about to refuse, so I opened my lips, "Anakin." I whisper.

My husband sits down and rests his head against the wall. I crawl over him and began tending to his wounds. Soon he is tending to mine.

"This…war….it's….terrible." I mumble and takes out some glass from my arm. He doesn't reply so I continue.

"You're exhausted….the Jedi shouldn't be working you so hard," He doesn't look up but keeps tending my wounds, "The Republic….it's falling apart. It feels like everything I have ever loved is leaving me. As if it doesn't care."

Anakin looks up at me, his eyes hungry. He begins pulling off my clothing ,and whispers, "Padme'…..I care. I love you. This war is nothing….nothing compared to us. In the end our love will save everything. Like you always tell me…..Love conquers all."

"Ana….An…Anakin." I moan as he fulfills his desire and mine.

I smile. Even with all the chaos going on in the galaxy, and the storm pounding outside of our walls….Anakin and I had made love. Many others were facing so much pain….but at that moment the greatest peace in the galaxy was being felt by Anakin and I.

I smile, and close my eyes. Han….Han…Han….

In his dreams Han is presenting an award to Jabba the Hutt, and Leia is gushing over how much of a hero Han is.

"Nice dream you've got going here Han." I say.

Suddenly all of our surroundings vanish, and Han stares at me. "Hey….I know you! You're that lady….the one who gave me all that money on Coruscant!"

"The very one!" I say happily.

"What….what are you doing here?"

"It's your dream. You tell me."

"Well miss….my dreams have never made any sense to me. So I don't think I will be able to."

"Did you want this one to come true?"

"Er…me meeting you?"

I laugh, "No, the one with Jabba….and Leia."

"Oh well….I…I'm going to get the reward to Jabba. So I'll be fine."

"But no Leia."

"….No."

"I know how you can get her."

"Oh really? And how's that?"

"I think you know how."

"Help her Rebellion?"

"Yes."

"Why do you care?"

"Maybe I'm your conscious invading you dreams."

Han gives me a cocky smile, "No….no. Miss I don't have a conscious. You must be here for some reason. But why?"

"Well…..I guess you could say I was one of the Senators who started the Rebellion."

"You're kidding! Well, where are you now?"

I don't reply, and the smile fades from Han's face.

"Oh….I'm so sorry….Wait miss you didn't die for the Rebellion did you? Because if you did I sure as hell ain't going in now!"

"No, no, no. I died in childbirth."

"Oh…..I'm…sorry."

"Let's not worry about that now. But anyway….I think you should get out there and help destroy that Death Star."

"And why would I do that?"

"Han," I plead, "I see that I am the only person that you have ever respected. I don't know why that is…but you've always called me 'miss'. Please, do this for me?"

Han seemed to consider it, and a smile crossed his face, "You really think Leia will like me after this?"

"It would certainly help."

"Well….alright then miss! I'll help blow up this Death Star!"

"Thank you, Han Solo."

"And miss?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks for being the only person I've ever respected."

I smile, "You're very welcome Han Solo. Good luck with Leia."

I leave his dream, and smile as he wakes up. Han gets up and washes his face, and gets ready for battle. Soon I feel the familiar presence of two ghosts.

"Impressive." Obi Wan praises.

"Is there anybody that can't say no to you?" Qui Gon asks, astonished.

"Anakin." I mutter. Beside me I feel Obi Wan shiver. He remembers Mustafar very well.

"So….what do ghosts do for entertainment?" Obi Wan asks.

"Watch loved ones." Qui Gon says.

"Relive memories." I add.

Obi Wan mutters, "No bowling alley I'm guessing."

"Nope," Qui smiles, "But we can watch the destruction of the Death Star live!"

"So like….HDTV?" Obi Wan asks.

"No my foolish apprentice, we can really watch from space. We can float and we don't even need air."

"Oh….I can't believe I hadn't realized that before."

"You have much more to learn my apprentice."

I roll my eyes, "You too bicker almost as much as Han and Leia."

"Come my young apprentice and cheeky Senator…let's go watch the destruction of the Death Star."

"That's ex-Senator." I remind him.

I'm watching from Luke's ship as he blasts.

"Get clear Wedge," Luke hollers, "You can't do any more good back there!"

"Sorry!" A voice says who I assume is wedge.

"Hurry Luke," Another voice says, "They're coming in much faster this time. We can't hold them!"

"Artoo, try and increase the power!"

I heard Artoo make many beeps and we worked, and a voice says, "Hurry up Luke!...Wait!" Another life has become one with the Force.

Luke glanced back and saw an X-wing explode. Sadness radiated off of Luke, but he continued on.

"Oh baby….I'm so sorry." I whisper, and send him some love through our connection.

Luke adjusts the target scope, but I can feel his doubts flowing off of him. "Obi Wan," I scream, "Help!"

Soon Obi Wan is standing beside me, "Use the Force Luke."

Confusion is written all over Luke's face, "Let go, Luke." Obi Wan continues.

That's just what Luke does. He grasps at the Force and uses it. From not so far away I hear a deep voice that has been deepened from the voice I am used to, "The Force is strong with this one."

A shiver runs up and down my spine, "He knows." I whisper.

"Who?" Obi Wan asks distractedly.

"You didn't hear him?"

"What? Hear who?"

"Anakin! He said, 'The Force is strong with this one.'"

"And….you heard him?"

"You didn't?"

Obi Wan's eyes widen, but he doesn't reply because Luke cries out, "I've lost Artoo!"

"I have you know." Anakin's voice says….in my head.

No Ani. Don't do this. Not to our son. Han? Where are you?

As if answering my question an unexpected blast came.

"What?" Anakin demands.

Sorry Ani, but Han's a pretty good pilot too.

"YAHOOO," Han's voice said over the intercom, "You're all clear kid! Now let's blow this thing up and go home!"

Luke uses the Force and fires, hitting his target directly. "Luke, you are your father's son." I congratulate.

"Great shot kid! That was one in a million!"

"Remember, the Force will be with you….always." Obi Wan tells Luke as I transport to Han's ship.

Han spins around in his chair and says, "Well miss, how do you like that?"

"A very nice job Han."

Han stares directly at me, and then shakes his head. "Was that….nah. It couldn't have been. No way."

I laugh and see my ghost friends.

"Victory for the living and the dead." Qui Gon says happily.

Obi Wan watches me, "Qui Gon….did Vader say anything about Luke being strong with the Force?" Obi Wan asks, because Qui Gon had been watching from Anakin's ship.

"Yes….I believe he did."

I raise an eyebrow, "I…think I heard him."

"You did, did you? And this is the first time you heard Anakin speak when you weren't near him?"

I nod.

"This should be discussed with Master Yoda." Obi Wan suggests.

"Good idea, my young apprentice." Qui Gon responds.

We all transport to Dagobah, leaving the happy Rebels behind.

"Victory, there is." Yoda said eyeing us.

"That's correct Master. But that is not the only reason why we are here." Qui Gon replies.

"Oh? More to say, have you?"

"Yes," I reply, "During the fight….I was in Luke's ship…but…I was able to hear Anakin speak. Obi Wan wasn't able to."

Yoda's eyebrows rose on his green head, "Interesting this is. Reason why, you have?"

"I don't know."

"Hear, what did you?"

"He knows Luke is Force-sensitive."

Yoda's ears go down, "Know who Luke is, Vader will soon."

"Yes. I don't know if that is a good thing or bad."

"One thing we know is good yes hmmm? Bond between you and Vader, yes."

"Anakin."

"Hmmm?"

"His name is Anakin."

Qui Gon and Obi Wan exchange looks of shock. Even Anakin never talked like that to Master Yoda. Too the Council maybe, but not to Master Yoda himself.

"Hee hee hee hee. Anakin then. My apologies, please except."

I give him a half smile, "Apology accepted Master."

"Before death…have a bond did you?"

"Yes Master."

"Sad, your death was. In pain, you were."

"Well…thanks to Obi Wan." I wink at the old man behind me.

"Weird name, Obi Wan is," Yoda said teasing Obi Wan, "Change your name to something better, you should."

"Like what?"

"Nice, Ben was. Good name Alec is too."

"Or maybe Ewan." I suggest.

"I will not change my name! You too can forget about that."

"Luke calls you Ben." I remind him.

"Yes…well….That does annoy me."

"And you think I am the source of all the arguments Padme'? I think not!" Qui Gon scoffs.

"Mystery, this bond still is." Yoda pops in.

"Master Yoda….do you think that with it…..I'll be able to get through to Anakin. I mean….those alive can see Qui Gon and Obi Wan….but because I'm not Force-sensitive they can't see me. They can sometimes hear me but….never see me. Not unless they are dreaming."

"Brake Va-Anakin's shields. See you, he might."

"Speaking of my old Padawan," Obi Wan says, "Perhaps I should pay him a little visit."

"I'm coming with you." I say.

Obi Wan waves me off and we find Anakin in a Palace at Coruscant.

"Hello Vader." Obi Wan says. My husband spins around. If he is shocked I can't tell.

"Obi Wan."

"I feel like you want to ask me something."

"Straight to the point, as always. Why were you on Tatooine. There are so many other planets you could have hid from. Why there? Why did you watch over that force-sensitive kid?"

"Are you going to tell him?" I ask, baffled.

"Vader….think about it. A child that was growing up on Tatooine. A force-sensitive child at that. Think about it. Use your noggin!"

"WHY ARE YOU TELLING HIM?" I scream.

"My…son. No…Padme'….she was…pregnant when she died."

Obi Wan rolls his eyes, "Ever heard of faking a pregnancy? Besides, as a father you should know that it takes a while for the woman to lose their ah baby bump."

"Padme'…." Was all my husband would say.

"With her last breath she tried to convince me that you were still good Anakin. Was she right? Or am I?" With that Obi Wan transports away, and I follow him.

When we're back on Dagobah I turn and slap him. Hard. "YOU TOLD HIM? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? NOW HE'LL WANT TO GET TO THE REBEL BASE MORE THAN EVER NOW! YOU ENDANGERED MY SON!"

"Padme'! The Emperor knows! I had to tell him before the Emperor does! He has to think of a way to save Luke….before Palpatine can get to him!"

"…Oh…sorry about slapping you."

Obi Wan smiles, "That's ok. I should've known better than to mess with a mother and her cubs."

I laugh.

"Tomorrow the Rebels are going to have a celebration." Qui Gon informs us.

"And let me guess," I say, "We're going to crash it."

"It doesn't really matter. They won't know that we're there anyways." Obi Wan says.

"Obi Wan….I think it's time I teach you how to use the Force in the afterlife. It comes in handy when you want to knock over a drink on someone."

I laugh, "Well, it's nice to know that Anakin wasn't the only Jedi that played pranks."

"Oh no milady," Obi Wan says, "Jedi don't play pranks. But now that we're dead; we're off the clock."

Coming Soon

The in-between during A New Hope and The Empire Strikes Back.

PS: Did you like how I put the name of the two actors that play Obi Wan in my story? Me too!