SkywalkerStory

A/N- in the beginning I forgot to add the disclaimer- it all belongs to the man in flannel- Lucas. Also- thank you for the wonderful reviews. Here is the chapter everyone's been waiting for!

Anakin returned to his room tired and bruised. His dueling partice had gone well, except when he tried to do a back flip and landed flat on his face. Anakin was usually good at flips but today he found it hard to concentrate. A thought came to him during his lesson and he had been contemplating it. Could the mysterious woman from the night before be…no. She wouldn't be in a bar, even if it was the last place in the galaxy. But then again, there was something familiar about her. Something he hadn't felt since he was a kid. Shake it off Skywalker, he told himself. Maybe he should tell Obi-wan about it. What would he say? Anakin knew exactly what he would say, he would tell him that his thoughts were clouded and that it wasn't her. No, telling Obi-wan might not be the best idea.

Anakin looked out his window. The sun was still up, but it would be dark soon. Bars and clubs would open in a few hours, ready for costumers. His head kept saying it probably wasn't her, but in his heart he wished it was.

Amidala needed to get out. No news from the Chancellor had come. Everything was the same, troubled and confused. She took a walk around the Senate building, so Sabe would stop nagging her. The walk was short but at least it got her out of her quarters. Now she was alone, and it was driving her crazy. Silence was always good for Amidala because it helped her think, now she wanted to get away from it all. She didn't want to think of the Senate and all it's problems, and she certainly didn't want to think of home. There was only one other solution.

Sabe, Eirate, and Rabe were all sitting and talking in the next room. Sabe had told them of her adventures in the city.

"Obi-wan Kenobi was so handsome," Rabe said dreamily. Sabe and Eirate both shook their heads.

"He was too serious," Sabe disagreed.

"So, all Jedi are like that. It's part of their training," Rabe said.

"And how do you know about Jedi training?" Sabe asked.

"I read a book about it, it was very interesting."

"Now was that before or after you saw Obi-wan?" Sabe teased.

Rabe just gave her a dirty look and continued daydreaming.

"What was Anakin like?" Eirate said changing the subject.

Before Sabe could speak a buzz came from under her robes. It was her comlink.

"Sabe, come into my room please," the queen's voice said.

"Yes your highness."

Sabe left the other two handmaidens and entered Amidala's room. She was standing by the window. She looked very sad, but that could be the make-up. Amidala always looked sad.

"What's up?" Sabe asked.

"I need to get out of here," was her reply.

"Okay, I'll tell Rabe and Eirate we're…"

"No," Amidala cut in. "I need to go out of this building, but not as queen. I need you to take my place."

"But it will be dangerous. Obi-wan warned me not to travel alone at night, and the sun will set in an hour or so," Sabe explained.

"I need this Sabe. Please? I don't want to make this an order," Amidala said turning towards her friend.

"What if there is news from the Chancellor, what if he wants to see you?"

"Tell him you are not feeling well and are resting. Besides nothing new has happened all day. Come on please?"

Sabe stood there thinking. After a few minutes she agreed. Sabe put on Amidala's purple dress as 'Padme' slipped into Sabe's green robes. Padme then helped Sabe with her hair and make-up until it was absolutely perfect. The sun was about to set when they were saying their good-bye's.

"How do I look?" Padme asked pulling the hood over her eyes and standing humbly to herself.

"Like a handmaiden. How do I look?" Sabe said trying to imitate Amidala.

"Like a queen. Thanks Sabe," Padme said as she gave her one last hug.

"Just be careful," Sabe said.

"I will, mother," Padme laughed.

"I'm serious!"

"So am I." Padme waved and left her quarters leaving Sabe a nervous wreck.

Anakin was still in his room. He had taken a shower, put on a fresh tunic and was meditating. He was perfectly calm until he had a vision. He was back on Tattooine, back in his home. It was a mess. Everthing was thrown of the shelves and onto the floor, a broken droid leaned against a wall, and then he heard it. "Anakin?" His mother was calling out to him, her voice was weak. He walked towards the back of their little house. His room was still filled with junk, just as he left it. More junk was on the floor in the hallway. "Ani," she called again. This time in pain. He stopped in front of his mother's room. His heartbeating faster with every second, it was hard to breathe. The door was half closed…and there was…blood…blood everywhere.

Obi-Wan knocked on his Padawan's door but no one answered. He quietly let himself in and saw Anakin on the floor. His face was horrified…and pale. "Padawan?" he said putting a hand on his shoulder. There was no reply. He was breathing fast, his face grew even paler. "Anakin!" Obi-wan said again, this time louder but still there was no reply.

::Padawan? Are you alright:: he called throught the force.

::Master she's hurt:: Anakin sent back.

::Who's hurt?::

::There's b-blood…blood all over the door::

::Anakin what's happening, tell me what you're seeing:: Obi-wan said calmly. Anakin was having a vision, he sensed it.

::I'm afraid, help me Master! She's calling for me, she's in pain::

::Padawan, you have to open you're eyes::

::No!!! I have to help her::

::Anakin listen to me, it's not real, it's a vision. Open you're eyes::

::No…No!!::

::Anakin do as I say. If you open you're eyes it'll be over::

The vision had ended but Anakin was still reacting from it. Obi-wan sat next to Anakin, he was shaking violently and gasping for breath. Obi-wan sent calming waves through the force. After ten minutes Anakin's breathing was almost normal and the shakes had stopped, but his face was still pale. He just sat there, next his master. Finally he opened his eyes. They were full of fear. He opened his mouth to speak but there were no words.

"It's all right Padawan, relax. You're back in your room. It's over," Obi-wan whispered. "You need rest. Can you get up?"

Anakin nodded. He slowly got up from the floor. He started to walk to his bed but he was still shaky from the vision. Obi-wan took Anakin's arm and helped him lay down. "I have a meeting in a few minutes will you be fine alone?" Obi-wan asked. Anakin nodded again. Obi-wan slowly left the room still unsure about leaving his padawan.

::Go ahead:: Anakin sent.

::I'll be back in half an hour:: Obi-Wan sent back.

Anakin was alone in his bed. He would try not to go to sleep. He was too afraid.

Sabe paced around Amidala's room, glancing at the door every few minutes hoping Padme would come rushing through it. The sun was setting; Sabe looked at the door, she wasn't coming. She had only been gone for about forty-five minutes, but Sabe wished she would come back. Remembering her experience of roaming Coruscant she paced even faster. I hope she's okay. I don't know if this was such a good idea, what if she gets hurt and is never found and they blame me for it?! Sabe, get a hold of yourself! Don't lose your head! Padme'll be fine, she's always fine. She has her pistol with her. Sabe looked out the window; it was dark outside. The remains of the sun were now at the horizon and slowly fading away. Stars were slowly appearing and there was a soft glow coming from the surroundin buildings. Sabe stopped her pacing before she wore a circle into the carpet and sat down on a chair faraway from the window. She didn't want to watch the night get darker knowing her friend was out there alone.

Jedi Kenobi was walking through the Jedi Temple hallways. The meeting had ended, but as the council members left Obi-wan requested an audience with Yoda, the Jedi Master. Obi-wan had to kneel to be eye-to-eye with the extremely short Jedi.

"Master Obi-wan, troubled you are?" asked Yoda.

"Master Yoda, Anakin had another vision this afternoon. This was the third one and it was much worse than the others," Obi-wan explained.

"Hmm. Playing with his emotions they are. Afraid is he."

"He seems afraid only during the vision, when it's over he's shaking, gasping for breath. I'm afraid one of these times it may seriously hurt him."

"Talk about them he does not?"

"No. He acts like they were just a bad dream, like nothing happened."

"He refuses to face them? Hmm. Not wise," Yoda replied, shaking his head.

"Can we do anything to stop them? To reach him I had to use the force. He wouldn't calm down either, it took a good few minutes until he was almost normal again. I'm afraid next time it will be more difficult."

"Visions must run their course. Help young Skywalker, we cannot."

"Thank you Master," Obi-wan bowed.

Obi-wan stopped in front of the door to their living quarters. Should he make Anakin talk? Maybe Yoda had a point, letting the visions run their course. There was the possibility that they would stop in a few days…or maybe not. All he could do was watch Anakin very closely and wait.

Anakin walked into the common room and saw his master walking through the door. "Hi Master."

"Hello Padawan. How are you feeling?" Obi-wan replied while taking off his cloak and haging it on the wall.

"Oh, I'm feeling much better. I was waiting for you to come back before I left."

"Left?"

"I was thinking of going out to get some fresh air. I think some of the other Padawans were going out too," Anakin explained. His master gave him a skeptical look. "After all weren't you saying that I needed to go out a few times instead of hanging around the temple all day?"

"Yes, but that was before. I don't think it's such a great idea after…this afternoon," Obi-wan said quietly.

"I know you're worried, but I'm fine now. I just need to get out, to think."

"All right," Obi-wan agreed hesitantly.

Anakin pulled on his cloak and said good-bye to his master. "I'll be home later."

"Be careful Padawan, be mindful," Obi-wan warned. Anakin gave him a funny look.

"What?" Obi-wan asked.

"Nothing, it's just you sounded exactly like Qui-gon. Well see you later Master," Anakin smiled and left.

Padme had been wandering around the Coruscant's streets with awe. Out of all the time's she had been to Coruscant she had never seen anything except the Senate. Here with the regulars she was looking at shops, the exceedingly tall buildings, and most of all, the strange people passing by her. Naboo seemed dull and peaceful compared to the busy, exciting city streets. When the sun had set she was very close to the Senate Building and was thinking of whether to go back. She was sure Sabe was looking out the window, waiting impatiently for her return. But Padme wanted to see city life to it's fullest, because she was probably never going to have this chance again. After looking at some shops she saw a bar similar to the one Sabe had described. Padme walked to it. She looked up at the neon pink sign above the door. It was written in a strange alien language. Thinking she had nothing better to do she went in. It was exactly like Sabe had said, dimly lit, band in the far side corner, and every creature known and unknown. She sat down at the smallest and closest table she found and watched her surroundings. The band was taking a break, waiters walked back and forth to different tables and people just seemed to have a good time.

Anakin stood in front of the bar he had been to the night before. He paced back and forth, thinking to himself. Well, I have two choices. Go in and try my luck or stand here like an idiot, he thought as he saw two women staring at him. Go in. It took about three seconds for his eyes to adjust to the darkened room. He looked over a few tables, but no one he knew was there. He scanned the left side of the room and still had no luck. Anakin, you're an idiot. She won't… his thoughts trailed off. He looked at the table next to him and saw her. She was wearing emerald green robes. He didn't know what to say. How do you say to a complete stranger…are you a queen? She was starting to look towards him. Look the other way! his head screamed, but it was too late she had spotted him.

"What are you looking at?" she asked. Her voice, it was different from last night. "Hello?"

"Um…hi. I…uh…" Anakin stammered.

Padme looked at him curiously. She wondered who he was.

"Do y-you mind if I sit with you?"

"No, go ahead." Padme looked back at the band but was watching him from the corner of her eye. He must have come from the Jedi Temple because he was wearing the tunic and brown cloak. "So what's your name?" she asked.

"Anakin," he replied.

Padme stared at him. "Excuse me? Did you say Anakin?"

"Yes, Anakin Skywalker."

Padme stared at him with disbelief. "Anakin Skywalker, from Tattooine?"

"Yes, how did you know I was from Tattooine? Who are you?"

Padme reached under her robes and pulled out a necklace for him to see. "I'm…Padme." Anakin's mouth dropped open as he looked at the japor snippet in her hand. It was her. It was his angel!