Two in The Garden
By: Anakin's Angel
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No Ordinary
Love
Rated: G
Disclaimer: The characters are not
mine, the story is. The 'lullaby' Padme sings to Leia is "Tender Shepherd" from
the musical version of "Peter Pan".
Summary: Mother and Daughter's
last moments on Naboo.
I would say that the breezes blowing across the garden carry with them
the scent of wildflowers.
I would say that the sun burned bright inside
a clear blue sky.
I might even say that there was a part of me still
alive.
I've never been know to lie, why begin now?
Cradling the
tiny bundle in my arms, I stared out across the once-beautiful city of Theed.
Leia, my baby girl, took in her surroundings for what they were.
She
had no illusions about Naboo.
She hadn't seen the splendor and beauty
as I had.
Honestly, I don't know that I'd be able to look upon all that
beauty again. I think a part of me would like to cry, but I just can't summon
up enough tears. We are alone now, Leia and I. Alone in a world that will
forget we exist.
It's just as well.
General Kenobi took
my Luke from me.
Came in, like a thief in the night, carrying the tiny
baby away from me. From us. Leia and I didn't even get to say good-bye.
...
...
Scorched grass, razed villages, polluted rivers.
This is the legacy that my...husband left to Naboo.
Illusions...yes, I certainly have no more illusions about Lord Vader.
Had he been inside there the whole time? Was Anakin born that way?
He
must have been.
Sure, that's the easy way out, emotionally. Blame it on
something you can't control, so that the blame can't possibly fall on
your shoulders.
I have every right to not want this blame. I loved
Anakin for more than a decade of my life. Gave him the love, friendship and
happiness that he needed.
Ours was a passionate love. A blinding,
all-consuming tsunami of emotion.
They say that stars still burn
bright, millions of years after they die.
...
...
Imagine
waking one morning, and not recognizing the person staring back at you in the
mirror. I look the same, I talk the same.
I am changed down to my very
core.
How I wish to grab Vader by the shoulders, shake him until he can
see what he's done to me. But I have Leia to consider, and I cannot do that to
her. I cannot let him, and consequently, Palpatine, find her.
I stare
down at her sleeping face, so perfect and chubby, as tears prick the corners of
my eyes.
Maybe I still have something left to cry for.
"Tender
shepherd, tender shepherd, let me help you count your sheep. One in the meadow,
two in the garden...three....in the nursery fast asleep." I sing to her, the
words slightly slurred with sobs. The song, something Sabe taught to me when
the twins were born, has always been their favorite. Little Leia sighs
contentedly; for her, all is right in the world.
Looking up, I see a
silver shimmer in the sky. Leia and I are going away now, somewhere where I
know he will never find us.
Placing a kiss on Leia's cheek, I finish
the song as I see Sabe approach. "One say your prayers, and two close your
eyes, and three safe and happily fall asleep."
The End!
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