Padme's Diary (CH4)
By obi's girl
Despite Qui-Gon's warning not to bring Obi-Wan to talk to Luke, Padme went ahead and talked to Obi-Wan herself. It just didn't feel right to talk to Luke without conferring with Obi-Wan. He was after all, though she would never admit it, part of the problem. But he was also very special to her and she would never do anything to cause him pain or anguish against her.
Padme found the young Jedi meditating in the Hall of Fountains. That was a funny thing about the afterlife; life resumed as if it never ended. The Jedi Temple was as it had been years before the Clone Wars and before the Rise of Palpatine. It was a comfort to Padme that all really was not lost.
"Obi-Wan, may I speak with you?" she asked, interrupting his flow of thoughts.
He smiled, opening his eyes and facing her, "Of course, Padme. What is it?"
Padme sat down on one of the wells, under a tree, fidgeting. How was she going to tell him? Ever since that day, she never once regretted what happened between them. It was special, something Anakin could never touch but it would, ultimately, be her undoing. "Obi-Wan, remember - do you remember before the Wars and Anakin turned, our time together in my apartment?"
The Jedi was about to say something, probably about what happened, but Padme continued, "Not too long after, I wrote down everything in my diary, the diary I gave to you to keep. I thought it would be safe with you; safe because I was safe with you but I was wrong. Something's happened, far worse than anything I ever imagined." She paused, biting her lip, "Luke, my son, he's found it and he knows...about us."
Obi-Wan sat quiet for a moment, calling upon the Force to calm his nerves. Hew knew the diary belonged to Padme and she wrote everything down in it, but that one time...He hoped she would simply imprint what happened in her own memory instead of writing it down.
"Obi-Wan, are you angry?" she asked quietly, "I would understand if you are..."
He nodded, smiling partially, "I'm not angry. How did you find out Luke was in possession of your diary?"
"Qui-Gon. He was watching Luke; he was in your hut on Tatoonie, looking through your things. Your Master suggested I talk to Luke, try and soothe his concerns but I'm afraid. What if he doesn't want to listen to me; what if disowns me...Obi-Wan, I could never deal with that. He's my son."
"Maybe you won't have to. Was Leia with him?"
She nodded no, "but it looked like R2 was, and R2 has a clear memory of us. He can clarify some things."
Obi-Wan huffed, "You go on ahead and talk to Luke; I'll watch from a distance. If there's a need to step in, I will."
Padme sighed, laughing to herself, "Our feelings for each other are explosive, Obi-Wan but I don't regret what happened."
He smiled, leaning forward, "I don't either." It had been so long since they were this close, but no, now was not the time for any romantic interludes. "You better go and talk to Luke. I'll catch up with you shortly."
She nodded all right, standing up. Padme stood there for a moment before turning to him again. "You're going talk to Qui-Gon, aren't you?"
"If I don't, he'll eventually confront me and demand the truth."
"I wouldn't worry too much about your Master. He wasn't harsh with me." Padme stated, though that could have because she was a woman and Luke's mother. She bit her lip again, worry washing over her.
Before leaving, she hugged Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, himself had to restrain himself from picking up her petite body and kissing her passionately. "I love you, Padme...in case I haven't told you that."
She let go, staring back at him. If time were reversed and he sad that to her before what happened, she would gladly say those same words to him but once again, now wasn't the time. She kissed his hands, "I have to go now. Talk to Qui-Gon but don't be long."
TBC
By obi's girl
Despite Qui-Gon's warning not to bring Obi-Wan to talk to Luke, Padme went ahead and talked to Obi-Wan herself. It just didn't feel right to talk to Luke without conferring with Obi-Wan. He was after all, though she would never admit it, part of the problem. But he was also very special to her and she would never do anything to cause him pain or anguish against her.
Padme found the young Jedi meditating in the Hall of Fountains. That was a funny thing about the afterlife; life resumed as if it never ended. The Jedi Temple was as it had been years before the Clone Wars and before the Rise of Palpatine. It was a comfort to Padme that all really was not lost.
"Obi-Wan, may I speak with you?" she asked, interrupting his flow of thoughts.
He smiled, opening his eyes and facing her, "Of course, Padme. What is it?"
Padme sat down on one of the wells, under a tree, fidgeting. How was she going to tell him? Ever since that day, she never once regretted what happened between them. It was special, something Anakin could never touch but it would, ultimately, be her undoing. "Obi-Wan, remember - do you remember before the Wars and Anakin turned, our time together in my apartment?"
The Jedi was about to say something, probably about what happened, but Padme continued, "Not too long after, I wrote down everything in my diary, the diary I gave to you to keep. I thought it would be safe with you; safe because I was safe with you but I was wrong. Something's happened, far worse than anything I ever imagined." She paused, biting her lip, "Luke, my son, he's found it and he knows...about us."
Obi-Wan sat quiet for a moment, calling upon the Force to calm his nerves. Hew knew the diary belonged to Padme and she wrote everything down in it, but that one time...He hoped she would simply imprint what happened in her own memory instead of writing it down.
"Obi-Wan, are you angry?" she asked quietly, "I would understand if you are..."
He nodded, smiling partially, "I'm not angry. How did you find out Luke was in possession of your diary?"
"Qui-Gon. He was watching Luke; he was in your hut on Tatoonie, looking through your things. Your Master suggested I talk to Luke, try and soothe his concerns but I'm afraid. What if he doesn't want to listen to me; what if disowns me...Obi-Wan, I could never deal with that. He's my son."
"Maybe you won't have to. Was Leia with him?"
She nodded no, "but it looked like R2 was, and R2 has a clear memory of us. He can clarify some things."
Obi-Wan huffed, "You go on ahead and talk to Luke; I'll watch from a distance. If there's a need to step in, I will."
Padme sighed, laughing to herself, "Our feelings for each other are explosive, Obi-Wan but I don't regret what happened."
He smiled, leaning forward, "I don't either." It had been so long since they were this close, but no, now was not the time for any romantic interludes. "You better go and talk to Luke. I'll catch up with you shortly."
She nodded all right, standing up. Padme stood there for a moment before turning to him again. "You're going talk to Qui-Gon, aren't you?"
"If I don't, he'll eventually confront me and demand the truth."
"I wouldn't worry too much about your Master. He wasn't harsh with me." Padme stated, though that could have because she was a woman and Luke's mother. She bit her lip again, worry washing over her.
Before leaving, she hugged Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, himself had to restrain himself from picking up her petite body and kissing her passionately. "I love you, Padme...in case I haven't told you that."
She let go, staring back at him. If time were reversed and he sad that to her before what happened, she would gladly say those same words to him but once again, now wasn't the time. She kissed his hands, "I have to go now. Talk to Qui-Gon but don't be long."
TBC