Anakin's p.o.v. ".............. life is the best when you are with another ................." I walk down the hall with my Master still the honorable step behind him. We don't say anything the first few minutes until we turn down a more private passage. "You made a wise choice choosing the ring you did. You captured her heart and now that is something you will hold for forever." "And she will forever hold mine." I run a hand through my golden locks,"I'm getting married Obi Wan! Married! Me married!" "And I am happy that you are my friend." "Obi Wan..." I trail off. "Yes." "Thank you." "For what?" He asks, scratching at his beard, a habit he picked up from long meeting with the Jedi Council. "Just being here for me. You were, and still are, the best Master a Padawan could've hoped for." I look at the floor, saying above a whisper,"And you are like a Father to me. And I thank you for that." Obi Wan puts a hand on my shoulder,"And you are like a son." "There is one more thing. Would you be my best man?" "I would be honored." "I think you will get to walk down the isle with the Lady Sabe," I nudge him in the stomach and I see a hint of pink sneak upon his face, "I think she has taken quiet an liking to you over the years Obi Wan." Obi Wan keeps his eyes glued to the floor, there must be something fascinating about the marble it is made of. "Yes, that may be true." "You like, her don't you?" It's a rhetorical question, but I know it will get me answers. "Obi Wannnn." "I- well- what I mean is, yes I do like her. She is a very attractive young lady." He replies, the pink turning into deep red. Changing the subject he asks, "So when is the wedding going to be?" "We have decided that the wedding will be tomorrow night. I know it's really soon, but we couldn't wait any longer." I say, clasping my hands together in front of me. "You are a fine Jedi Knight. And a wise man Anakin. I foresee you will have a great life, and children." My eyes darted up to my Master, my voice caught slightly in my throat, but I manage,"Well, that's obvious." He laughs. "Perhaps you could name one after me. Little Obi. I can see it now!" I roll my eyes. My Master and his delusions of grandeur. "Ahh, I love you Master. I don't know what I would do without you." "Let's hope we won't have to find out for a long time." He sighs, tucking his arms into the fold of his tunic. "Indeed Master." Little Obi.... it can grow on you.... a child.... Padme's p.o.v. ".............. hey I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of, I'm afraid that I have found my love ................." I twirled my loose strands of hair with my index finger and thumb while listening to Sabe rant on about fantasies, love, and romance. She talked about what a big deal this is and her precious Obi. How much she loves him, but is too afraid to tell him. Maybe I could tell Anakin, and Anakin could tell Obi Wan... I let my mind wander. And wander. And wander. Anakin and I walk close to eachother, a small boy child, curly blonde hair, eyes as blue as the morning sky, joining us with our hands in the center. We smile and laugh. The suns bounces between the afternoon clouds in the sky and the wind blows through my hair, letting it flow in the breeze. I kiss Anakin and the child giggles at my gesture. Anakin lifts the boy up, letting him rest on his hip. A perfect daydream. Anakin, Myself, and our future child. I hear a voice, not completely interrupting my from my thoughts. "Padme when will the wedding be?" I heard the females voice again, and absentmindedly replied with a,"Hmmm?" "Padme?" "Hmmm..." Two hands aggressively push at my shoulders,"PADME!" Sabe hollers, completely interrupting my fantasy of a time to come. I shake my head, scrambling the ideas and such from my head and re-entering the real word. Sabe gives me a pointless look, as if to say, get back to the real world you he ha. "I'm sorry Sabe, I must have been daydreaming," She rolls her eyes and lets out a big sigh, making sure I witness it. I continue,"What was it that you were saying?" She crosses her hands over her chest,"I was asking when will the wedding be?" She says annoyingly. "Tomorrow night." I reply frankly. "Tomorrow!" "And I need you to be my Maid of Honor." Sabe's jaw drops at my last comment, eyes nearly pooping from their sockets."Maid of honor! Tomorrow!" She mumbles something under her breath, and proceeds,"I'd love to. But we have to find a dress and do your hair and get a priest, and a lot more stuff! The invitations! How ever will they reach 500 guests?" She begins to hyperventilate. This is so much unlike the strong and naive decoy I've known all these years. I smile, holding back the laughter at my unsecure friend. "It will be a small wedding. Only You, Obi Wan, Anakin, and myself. We can call a private priest. And I have the perfect dress. My hair will be down." I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "Oh thank goodness!" Two knocks came from the other side of the large wooden doors. "Who is it?" I holler. "Jedi Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker here to see you Senator." Obi Wan answered back. I looked at Sabe, she was grinning like the man she loved was in the same room, alone, with her there was no tomorrow. But I do suppose that is how I must look too. I took in a few deep breaths to compose myself, as did Sabe, before leaving to open to door to our Jedi. Getting off the bed, I smoothed out the creases in my clothes with my hand in one swift motion, something I had grown acustom to for all the times Anakin had came to visit me. A light breeze entered the room as I twisted the handle down on the door, revealing the two Jedi I hold so close to my heart. Sabe giggled. "Welcome."