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We Found Love


Vader struggled to ease his mind, convincing himself what he had convinced Obi-Wan of - that Anakin is gone.

But after 10 years of avoidance, Padme reappearing in his memory was more than he could bear.


Vader tried to meditate, sleep - anything that would help him forget the excruciating pain he felt after being reminded of how much he missed her. His heart began to ache as he remembered just how hard it was to live without her.

Unfortunately for him, it was as though Anakin was playing tricks on him. Little snippets of his old life kept creeping in. He closed his eyes, shaking his head as he tried to block them out, but they kept forcing their way through:


"It's okay..." Padme soothed as she laid down on the grass, pulling him towards her. He obliged and, as he hovered over her, the tip of his nose brushed against the tip of hers, until their lips met.


Vader shook his head again, as his thoughts gave him a headache, but they weren't going anywhere. It seemed that when he erased one, another one popped up in its place.


This time, Padme was still lying on the grass, but she was crying. Anakin remained on top of her. He began to feel her squirming underneath him. He looked down and noticed a baby bump growing.


"The baby" Vader remembered. Another painful memory he had blocked out. His child dying inside its mother. Vader groaned in pain as he tried to shut off his mind, but the hits kept coming.


Anakin looked down at the now large baby bump. He then looked back up at Padme. Leaning forward, he tried to soothe her as she screamed. His hand then reached up and stroked her cheek. Ever so gently, his fingers trailed along her jaw and down to her neck. He gazed at her neck before his fingers wrapped around it. With his hand firmly on her neck, she began to choke, trying to call out for him to let go of her.


"Enough!" Vader growled - not wanting to remember any of it, as Padme's cries continued to echo in his ear. These weird twisted daydreams combined with his old memories were torture - and they belonged in the past.


Unfortunately, the past is not where they planned to stay...


It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear

You almost feel ashamed, that someone can be that important - that without them, you feel like nothing

No one will ever understand how much it hurts

You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you

And when it's over, and it's gone

You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back

So that you could have the good


"It's been far too long, master Kenobi." Padme greeted him - not knowing who his Jedi padawan was, she shot him a polite nod. Anakin stood there, gazing at the senator. She was even more beautiful than he remembered.

"You don't remember me?" He smirked

Padme turned to face him, crinkling her forehead. Her eyes then widened as she realized that little boy from Tatooine was all grown up.

"Anakin?!" She gasped, and he smiled in response. "Wow..." She hesitated as she looked up at him - he was so tall, so handsome - it actually took her a moment to find her words. "-It's so good to see you!"

"It's good to see you too..." Anakin, not so subtly, looked her up and down.

And... he's off. Obi-Wan groaned in his head before nudging Anakin back into the present.

"Shall we get on with it?" Obi-Wan turned to Padme and she nodded as they headed over to the couch.


Anakin headed over to pick up Padme from her apartment. As protective as he was over her, and as serious as he was about this mission, he couldn't help but feel a little giddy at the thought of spending time alone with her.

He called out her name once he arrived, but there was no response. He glanced around, slightly worried, trying to sense any danger.

He then headed towards her bedroom slowly, his hand remained hovered over his lightsaber - just in case.

As he entered, he quickly stopped in his tracks as he noticed her shadow outlined behind a changing room divider.

With a breathy sigh, he swallowed a gulp as he gawked at her shadow for a moment while she got dressed.

He quickly walked out the room before he was seen. Sitting on her couch, he attempted to steady his breathing.

"Anakin?" She jumped as she came out of the room. "You're early."

"Thought we'd get a head start." He cleared his throat, trying hard not to stare at her body, after the situation with the tease divider.

"Oh." She nodded. "Well, I just have a couple more things to pack."


"I don't the idea of hiding." She said as she packed her clothes.

"I know." Anakin assured, as he stood by her window. "But it'll be over before you know it. Just gotta... do as you're told."

"Not my strong suit!" She boldly stated.

He couldn't help but laugh at her defiance. "That's... not my strong suit either." He grinned.

She stopped to look at him and seeing that grin on his face softened hers.

"...I can't get over it. You're all grown up... and training to become a Jedi."

"Yep." He sighed

"You liking it?" She asked as she packed another layer of clothing.

"What? You not being able to get over me?" He teased

"No." She rolled her eyes. "Becoming a Jedi." She corrected.

He chuckled at her obvious annoyance before answering, "...I am. It feels right. I've got this - I've got the talent, the skills... I'm ready for the trials."

"You've got a Jedi's arrogance too." She teased him back, as she zipped up her suitcase.

"It's not arrogance if you're right." He smirked.

She gazed up at him and couldn't help but smile.

It felt a little awkward - a little uncomfortable - as she tried to keep her cool. She couldn't help but admire how he'd become a man. She didn't exactly know how to talk to him. He wasn't that little boy on Tatooine anymore - and after this conversation, she didn't see him as one either.

He began to head towards her, closing the gap between them. She felt nervous, unsure how to act around him. She rarely felt that way around anyone.

As he towered over her, he leaned forward, she could feel his breath on the side of her neck, making her feel a little weak in the knees.

He then reached over, and grabbed her suitcase from the bed. "I'll take that for you, milady."

He lifted up the case and smiled at her before turning on his heel.

She let out a deep breath - one that she had seemingly held in.


"Can't be easy having sworn your life to the Jedi..." Padme began as they ate lunch at a diner. "You don't get much say in your own life."

"Well..." Anakin sighed, "You're usually trained young. Don't know what you're missing." He joked and she chuckled.

"...I guess you just realize that's your purpose in life." She assumed.

"We all have a code to follow. It doesn't matter what your job is, you'll always have to answer to someone." Anakin shrugged, "At least as a Jedi, it's a noble cause. And well, we're born with a gift."

"I think I understand... It's fulfilling enough." Padme agreed. "That's how I felt about politics. I felt like I was born for it... until recently."

She was surprised how easy it was to talk to him. And he listened so intently to her. His eye contact never wavering. "It was all I knew. And it was enough for me." She continued. "But I remember... this one day, I was with my sister. We get home and her kids run up to her and squeeze her tightly. Their little faces looking up at her with pure joy - so happy their mother was home. And I realized... I no longer wanted to come home to no one." She lowered her head

"-I'm sorry." She quickly added, "Last thing you want to talk about is having a family.. you guys aren't allowed to love."

"Not necessarily. Love is... actually a big part of our job. Compassion is... love in its purest form." He paused, "Only attachments are forbidden. We just can't try to possess those we love." Anakin exhaled.

"Must be hard... not to get attached to those you love." She sounded apologetic.

"Yeah... it is." Anakin's eyes darted from her to the table. His expression changed as he thought of his mother. Padme noticed but maintained decorum - People from Naboo never pried into others' personal lives.


"If Obi-Wan caught me doing that, I'd never hear the end of it." Anakin groaned after showing off one of his Jedi tricks to Padme during breakfast.

She giggled, impressed by his use of the force. "Aren't you a rebel." She joked.

She then looked out the window. "It's such a beautiful day... and we're cooped up inside."

"So let's go out!" He insisted as he jumped up from his seat.

Padme looked up at him, surprised, but admiring his enthusiasm. "I thought I was under strict orders to stay safe?"

"Well, good thing you have your Jedi protector with you, right?" He said as he walked over to her.

She hesitated for a moment, and he observed her.

"Hey, you said yourself. You know this place better than anyone." He reminded

Padme shot him a sassy glance.

"As I said, you're quite the rebel, Anakin Skywalker." She said, shaking her head in a reprimanding manner.

He smiled and held out his hand for her to take it.

"Since when do you follow the rules anyway?" He winked at her.


"I've never seen anything like this." Anakin said as they enjoyed a day in the gardens.

"Really?" She asked

"I didn't grow up in a place like this, Padme." Anakin shrugged. "Wherever I looked there was just sand... and then more sand."

"I'm sorry," She sighed, remembering his life back on Tatooine where she first met him.

"Don't be." He insisted. "I'm here now."

He shot her that cheeky grin of his. She studied him and his carefree demeanor that was so attractive.

"...You have such a good attitude about life. Don't ever lose it." She almost pleaded

"Okay," He sighed with an air of nonchalance. "Guess I gotta do what you tell me, senator Amidala."

"Are you making fun of me?" Her eyes narrowed in on him.

"No I wouldn't dare." He playfully put on an obedient tone of voice.

"Good." She mimicked his stern tone. "Because I'm tough." She playfully warned.

"Oh, I believe it." He nodded with a grin.

"I once punched a boy right here." She pointed down to the grass. "He was teasing me... said my eyes were too big."

"Your eyes are beautiful." He affirmed.

She brushed off his compliment and turned to the side.

"And over there... is where I had my first kiss with my first crush."

Her eyes looked on, as his eyes remained on her.

"You still talk to him?" He asked

"No. I have no idea where he is actually." She shrugged with a light chuckle.

"Good." He quipped

She turned to face him, once again, surprised by his ballsy attitude.

"Oh, Anakin." She shook her head, unable to hide her amusement "Are you flirting with me?" She questioned

"Nope." He grinned, pretending to act surprised by the accusation.

She attempted to playfully hit him after his smug comments but he grabbed her hand. She tried to nudge him with her other hand, but he grabbed that one too.

Unable to wriggle her way out of his grasp, they both fell into a fit of giggles.

She was captivated by his effortless charm.

Suddenly, they stopped laughing as his hands loosened their grip on her wrists. His fingers entwined with hers. And that one touch sent a rush through their bodies.

She quickly retracted, brushing off the whole encounter.

"Good." She mimicked his tone earlier.

After a moment, and a mutual gaze that lasted a beat too long, she broke the silence.

"...So what about you?" She folded her arms. "Who was your first crush?"

"I... don't think I've ever felt that way about anyone." He leaned back, propping himself up on his elbows in the grass.

"Come on... everybody has a first crush." She grilled

"Can't remember." He pretended to ponder.

"Come on!" She accused

"Okay... " He sat up and leaned forward, and shot her a sharp, long, determined gaze. One that started to make her a little restless. "Honestly? You."

"Be serious." She groaned

"I am being serious." He shrugged

She let out a nervous chuckle, breaking off eye contact. She bit her lip, trying to look anywhere but at him. She could feel his gaze remained strictly on her.

"What?" He asked with a half smirk.

"Nothing." She fidgeted, still averting his gaze

"You nervous around me now, Padme?"

"No!" She tried not to blush." It's just. I don't -..." She struggled to keep her composure and it bugged her. Since when does she act like a giggly school girl around anyone? No one has ever had the power to make this normally poised politician feel that way.

"Stop!" She urged in a playful manner as his head protruded forward, not taking his eyes off of her.

"Stop what?"

"Stop looking at me like that." She felt uncomfortable. But in a good way. He was the first guy to make her feel like a girl again. A girl who got to experience what other young girls got to: the electricity you feel when meeting someone who sweeps you off your feet - who makes you nervous with flirty banter, who keeps you on your toes as you anticipate the accidental brush of their hand on yours.

"I'm sorry." He couldn't contain his grin, lifting his hands up as he surrendered. "Self-control has never really been my forte."

"Clearly." She sneered before her lips curled into a smile.


Yellow diamonds in the light, and we're standing side by side, as your shadow crosses mine

Shine a light through an open door, love and life I will divide

Turn away 'cause I need you more

Feel the heartbeat in my mind

What it takes to come alive

It's the way I'm feeling, I just can't deny

But I've gotta let it go

We found love in a hopeless place


We Found Love - Rihanna