Rating: PG, I think.. There isn't really anything beyond that...
Disclaimer: Well nothing has changed since last time. I don't own Star Wars. Isabella is MY creation, though! If you want to use her please e-mail me at sugarhun@chickmail.com
*Angel Eyes* - *Deep Sighs*
(Part Two)
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~ Anakin ~
I walk out onto our balcony overlooking the Royal Gardens. I have my robe wrapped tightly around me, the soft night breezes cooling my skin. I finally sit down on the swinging bench and rock silently for a few minutes, closing my eyes and trying to clear my mind. Suddenly I let out a huge breath, I didn't even know I was holding. I open my eyes again and stare at the moon.
About 7 years ago, I had proposed to Padmé in this very spot. We were married the following year. I smile at the thought of her walking down the long aisle, all in white. She even had white Baby's Breath in her hair. She was breathtaking. My angel. I think back to the day I had come back from a mission with Obi-Wan, and she said she had a wonderful surprise for me. A small smile crosses my lips as I think of how she led me to the fountains and we sat staring at each other until she finally blurted out her sweet secret. Her face glowed with pure happiness as she laughed and said, "Anakin, I'm pregnant!" I had been totally overjoyed and I hugged and kissed her tenderly. That was 5 years ago. Now we have a simply radiant little girl, Isabella. She turned five a month ago.
I still remember standing next to Padmé in the healers as she gave birth to this bundle of joy. I held Pad's hand tightly and watched her beautiful face masked with excruciating pain. I did my best to use some Jedi calming techniques on her mind, but that only eased her pain slightly. Her shrill screaming still echo's in my head. I close my eyes again. I pull my legs under me and concentrate hard on meditating.
I think about Bella's dream. It confuses me to no end. It pains me to think that her sub conscience would come up with such a cruel dream. I clench my fist in anger, but relax again as I remember that isn't her fault and I know she loves me. But her dream still gnaws at my mind. It is like a dark cloud that hovers in my thoughts. Shaking my head, I stand again and walk to the balcony railing. I run a hand through my messy hair and sigh again.
I stop suddenly as I feel a presence behind me. It is Padmé. I pretend that I don't sense her and act surprised when she wraps her her small arms around my waist.
"Why are you still awake?" she asks in a quiet, yet sexy voice. I smile slightly and put my hands over hers. Her cheek is resting on my back.
"I just needed some fresh air," I lie, closing my eyes again.
But she knows me better than that. "Is it about Bella's dream?" she asks, her cheek still pressing against my back.
"No, I was just watching the moon.
The fresh air is relaxing," I lie again. I know lying will get me no where,
but I'm not ready to talk about it- just yet.
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~ Padmé ~
He lies to me again. I can feel his back tense more but try to ignore it.
"Anakin, I know that her dream is bothering you. It's bothering me as well," I begin to talk, my voice barely above a whisper. He sighs. Then I sigh. Why is this so complicated, I think to myself.
"Because her powers are growing stronger everyday. The fact that she has these premonitions in her sleep only makes this one more scary." he read my mind.
I can feel the vibrations of his voice on my cheek. The tears in my eyes threaten to fall at any moment but I hold them back.
"Not all her premonitions are correct anyway. Anakin, it was simply a bad dream. Nothing more,"I say trying to bring hope into my words. He seems to breath easier, but his back is still tense. He turns in my arms and looks down at me with those perfect blue eyes. Those eyes have always been my weak spot. I think back to the the day we first met in that awful junkyard in Tatooine. I was so ignorant and stuck up. I was mad at Qui-Gon for some reason, I can't even remember it now. But when that little boy looked at me with those bright blue eyes and asked me if I was an angel, my heart melted and I was lost in his enchanting gaze.
Snapping back to reality, I look up at Anakin, he towers over me. He leans down and captures my lips in a soft, passionate kiss. Boy, this man can kiss. I sigh and he takes full advantage of my open mouth. His arms now wonder shamelessly over my body and I giggle slightly into his mouth. Finally I break the kiss because of my sudden need for oxygen. I take his hand and lace my fingers though his.
I lead him back to our bedroom but stop in the doorway to watch our daughter sleeping in our bed. Anakin wraps one arm around my waist and pulls me in the direction of the bed. I lay on one side of Bella while Anakin lays on the other. She is breathing deeply and it's obvious that she is dreaming.
"Goodnight, Anakin," I whisper to him as I feel my eyes getting droopy.
"Goodnight, Pad. Sleep well," he replies.
Before my eyes fully close, I see
him kiss Bella's forehead and brush her bangs away from her eyes. I smile
and finally a deep sleep captures me.
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End of Part 2 (Please R&R, I *need* feedback)