Destined Thread
by JeD-eYe TaPaNgElA
note: I do not own these characters, some lines I don't even own. I wanted to tie my writings in with George's just to get the feel.
I wanted to write something about how Padme felt towards Anakin. With a few AOTC reviews, it states that Padme doesn't really love Anakin, she lusts for him, she's using him. I just wanted to put her feelings in my own view. Here's a short introduction. More to come. Please read and review.
"Fate is a tangle. We can only follow a thread."
After the extravagant dinner in the great Dining Hall of the Jedi Temple which was attended by several Jedi and Senate members, Anakin escorted Padme back to her apartment. Inside, Anakin waited as Amidala dressed inside her bedroom. Anakin was astounded as Padme appeared into the main living quarter. She was dressed in a beautifully woven, white sleeping gown. Anakin's gaze was attached to the beautiful creature in front of him. Padme noticed his silent pause, which was both flattering yet unnerving. "Why do you stare at me?" Padme asked to break Anakin's trance. Anakin awoke immediately, quickly recovering with a complimenting remark, "I'm sorry, milady, it's just that... I thought you of being an angel once before. Seeing you now, I begin to believe that you truly are one." Padme was amazed. The boy was only nineteen and already he had her weak in the knees. She had to give him credit for that. She glanced at Anakin, realizing that it wasn't a quick glance as planned, but one that focused more on how grown up Anakin really was. Her sudden smile turned into a frown as an impure thought flashed through her mind. She quickly wiped that thought away, ashamed of herself for thinking such things. "Thank you, Anakin, for the escort. It is late and you need your rest." Padme smiled at Anakin and walked towards him as he stood from the couch he was sitting on. "Twas my pleasure, milady," Anakin stated with a roguish grin, "though I will have no rest tonight till I see to it that you are in your bed and sound asleep." Padme laughed at the Padawan. "Have it your way," Padme replied with a deep sigh," She took hold of Anakin's right hand and led him to her bedchambers, "If you must see to it that I am in my bed, then that you'll do. Here we are, here's my room, and there's my bed," Padme let go of Anakin and laid on top of her bed, covering herself with a purple blanket, " I am in my bed. Now will you get some rest?" Anakin moved so that he was standing just aside the bed, towering the laying senator. He smiled down at her. "Not quite, milady. I did say that I will not rest till you are sound asleep." Padme rolled her eyes, frowning at the young man. "What is it exactly that you plan to do, Jedi? Stand there till I fall asleep?" Anakin winked and grinned down at her. "It is my duty to see to your safety, Senator. If I must stand here and watch over you for the night, then I shall do just that." Padme thought for a minute, knowing she wouldn't be able to get any rest at all with Anakin there, she tried to find another solution. "Anakin, you do know that I cannot have you standing there watching me. It truly is against all female rules." The tide turned as Padme grinned up at Anakin as he frowned down at her. Then he laughed with a smile. "Very well, I shall stand guard outside, Senator," he leaned down and kissed the top of Padme's head, "Goodnight, Padme. Rest well." Padme smiled at him. "Goodnight, Anakin." With that, Anakin walked outside her chamber and stood post outside her door.