1 Title: He Came Back
Author: MoeyWoey
Characters: Padme and Anakin Skywalker; Obi-Won Kenobi
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the title, words, and actions of this story, the character names belong to George Lucas
Summary: This takes place after Episode II. Anakin had turned to the dark side, or so his lonely wife thought…
The crispy night air bit at Padme's soft skin, causing her to shiver and wrap her thin sheet around herself. She did not want to move from her bed to close the balcony doors, she enjoyed watching the wind propel through the lace curtains, moving them so she could see the twin moons and thousands of stars. But, there was one thing she didn't want to see. The large oak bed she slept in every night, just the site had the power to bring her down into tears, the empty space next to her, once filled, it was there every night no matter what. Anakin Skywalker, her husband, was the one who would be in the bed next to her, until three months ago. Padme watched the entire duel between her husband and best friend, who was the winner after Anakin's unfaithful turn to the Dark Side where they no longer saw each other. Yes, Obi-Wan felt bad for what he had done, not just to Anakin, but to Padme as well. It never felt right hurting someone who was going to be a father so soon, and leaving the mother out on her own without. Padme never blamed him for what he did, she couldn't, in a way Anakin had it coming and perhaps it was the best for everyone that he had changed to the other side instead of being a dangerous Jedi, but Obi-Wan couldn't let it go. She had seemed so strong to everyone after all this took place, but she was nowhere near. Countless nights, crying herself to whatever sleep she could get. No matter who or where he was, or what he did, Anakin was still her husband, and she still loved him more then words could express. With the child not yet born, would be her permanent reminder of the Jedi she will never see again. Or so she thought.
Lightening bolts and thunder crashes outside grew more violent by the minute as Padme struggled to write her senate report with the dim light over her desk. It was so quiet, so lonely. She thought she heard a tapping noise outside her window, stopping momentarily, there was nothing, and she continued her work. There it was again, only minutes later, she slowly made her way towards the sill, looking down into the rustled bushes and grass blades, tinted black by the night, once in awhile illuminated as the sky was. The buzzing noise from her intercom nearly tore her from her own skin.
" Yes?" she responded.
" There's someone wandering the front step miss, what do you order that we do?" the robotic voice rang through the speaker. Padme groaned, her new security droid was always checking in with her for the smallest tasks. She feared what would happen if there was a very serious situation. " I'm coming" she answered.
In her robe, Padme met the two security droids at the main entrance. She looked at the outdoor camera's screen that hung above the door. There was someone there, outside in the rain, trembling, but scarcely moving.
" I'm sure if it was an intruder, they would have gotten in by now" she assured, turning the lock latch. The moment she had the heavy door open, the entire world stopped. Like nobody breathed, everyone froze, and there was just that one moment, the only thing going on. " Anakin!" she gasped, having enough trouble getting his name from her lips. She knew it was him, it was Anakin, two feet in front of her, the closets he had ever been for what seemed like an eternity. He was drenched from head to toe, shaking so much, blood and scraps were surrounding various places on his clothes and skin. " Annie, Annie!" she screamed. Padme threw her arms around his neck, never wanting to let go, not caring who he had became, or what she was told.
" What's going…oh my god!" Padme recognized Obi-Won's voice from behind her. She felt Anakin's weight and balance lean into her body, Obi- Won must have seen so as well, he rushed to help the two of them. Padme stayed standing, but he had no choice in lowering Anakin to the ground.
" Is he okay?" Padme panted, her husband was no longer conscious, and she couldn't tell anything.
" He's still alive, if that's what you mean" Obi-Won took his pulse, " we should get him upstairs". Padme noticed something, Anakin was wearing his Jedi clothes. There were dirty beyond recognizing the original color. If he had moved to the Dark Side, why would he still be wearing the last clothing she saw him in? At first she didn't say anything.
Obi-Won was alone in the living room after Anakin was resting, alone, upstairs. For once, he was not doing any work, but sitting and thinking. Anakin Skywalker, back from the Dark Side half dead after three months. Not even the force was going to help him with this one. He sensed Padme's presence from behind him.
" Is he awake?".
" No" she whispered at first, then raising her tone, " not yet". He remained silent, she walked closer to his desk, standing at the edge. " He's different, I mean, something's not right, and he's still wearing his Jedi clothes".
" I know what you're saying" he responded, " but I cant figure it either, the Force isn't helping, but there is something".
" What if it's a trick?" she cried, " what if he's just a spy from the Dark Side to get us, to kill us or find out what we have planned for who knows what?".
" Padme, calm down" Obi-Won reassured, turning the chair to face her, " if there was something to be worried about, one of us would have noticed. He's hurt, that's for real, the question is who did it".
" Maybe he was attacked, in the middle of nowhere, you know how people can be in society today" she guessed.
Obi-Won was about to speak, when there was that robotic voice again from behind Padme, " Master Anakin has awoken". They exchanged glances Obi- Won was calm and determined, Padme scared and confused.
" Go ahead, he's your husband, and the way he is now I doubt he would want to see me". She smiled. The walk down the hallway was unbearable, confusing, but needed. What do you say to someone that you are married too, but haven't seen in three months? For once, there was something she didn't know.
He was obviously in pain when Padme walked into their bedroom, half asleep and half naked for all the bandages to work against his skin and firm muscles. The bed, the same side that had been empty for so many days, too many days, and now he was there. Kneeling onto the sheet-covered mattress, he looked over at her as she crawled closer and closer. Laying down, Padme rested her head atop her husband's chest.
Anakin encircled her arms around her, " I-..".
She was quick to stop him, " don't talk, you don't have to talk, not right now, just go to sleep, that's all you have to do". The couple fell asleep, in each others arms. Both secure and relieved.
Then again, Padme or Obi-Won never knew why Anakin came home.
Author: MoeyWoey
Characters: Padme and Anakin Skywalker; Obi-Won Kenobi
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the title, words, and actions of this story, the character names belong to George Lucas
Summary: This takes place after Episode II. Anakin had turned to the dark side, or so his lonely wife thought…
The crispy night air bit at Padme's soft skin, causing her to shiver and wrap her thin sheet around herself. She did not want to move from her bed to close the balcony doors, she enjoyed watching the wind propel through the lace curtains, moving them so she could see the twin moons and thousands of stars. But, there was one thing she didn't want to see. The large oak bed she slept in every night, just the site had the power to bring her down into tears, the empty space next to her, once filled, it was there every night no matter what. Anakin Skywalker, her husband, was the one who would be in the bed next to her, until three months ago. Padme watched the entire duel between her husband and best friend, who was the winner after Anakin's unfaithful turn to the Dark Side where they no longer saw each other. Yes, Obi-Wan felt bad for what he had done, not just to Anakin, but to Padme as well. It never felt right hurting someone who was going to be a father so soon, and leaving the mother out on her own without. Padme never blamed him for what he did, she couldn't, in a way Anakin had it coming and perhaps it was the best for everyone that he had changed to the other side instead of being a dangerous Jedi, but Obi-Wan couldn't let it go. She had seemed so strong to everyone after all this took place, but she was nowhere near. Countless nights, crying herself to whatever sleep she could get. No matter who or where he was, or what he did, Anakin was still her husband, and she still loved him more then words could express. With the child not yet born, would be her permanent reminder of the Jedi she will never see again. Or so she thought.
Lightening bolts and thunder crashes outside grew more violent by the minute as Padme struggled to write her senate report with the dim light over her desk. It was so quiet, so lonely. She thought she heard a tapping noise outside her window, stopping momentarily, there was nothing, and she continued her work. There it was again, only minutes later, she slowly made her way towards the sill, looking down into the rustled bushes and grass blades, tinted black by the night, once in awhile illuminated as the sky was. The buzzing noise from her intercom nearly tore her from her own skin.
" Yes?" she responded.
" There's someone wandering the front step miss, what do you order that we do?" the robotic voice rang through the speaker. Padme groaned, her new security droid was always checking in with her for the smallest tasks. She feared what would happen if there was a very serious situation. " I'm coming" she answered.
In her robe, Padme met the two security droids at the main entrance. She looked at the outdoor camera's screen that hung above the door. There was someone there, outside in the rain, trembling, but scarcely moving.
" I'm sure if it was an intruder, they would have gotten in by now" she assured, turning the lock latch. The moment she had the heavy door open, the entire world stopped. Like nobody breathed, everyone froze, and there was just that one moment, the only thing going on. " Anakin!" she gasped, having enough trouble getting his name from her lips. She knew it was him, it was Anakin, two feet in front of her, the closets he had ever been for what seemed like an eternity. He was drenched from head to toe, shaking so much, blood and scraps were surrounding various places on his clothes and skin. " Annie, Annie!" she screamed. Padme threw her arms around his neck, never wanting to let go, not caring who he had became, or what she was told.
" What's going…oh my god!" Padme recognized Obi-Won's voice from behind her. She felt Anakin's weight and balance lean into her body, Obi- Won must have seen so as well, he rushed to help the two of them. Padme stayed standing, but he had no choice in lowering Anakin to the ground.
" Is he okay?" Padme panted, her husband was no longer conscious, and she couldn't tell anything.
" He's still alive, if that's what you mean" Obi-Won took his pulse, " we should get him upstairs". Padme noticed something, Anakin was wearing his Jedi clothes. There were dirty beyond recognizing the original color. If he had moved to the Dark Side, why would he still be wearing the last clothing she saw him in? At first she didn't say anything.
Obi-Won was alone in the living room after Anakin was resting, alone, upstairs. For once, he was not doing any work, but sitting and thinking. Anakin Skywalker, back from the Dark Side half dead after three months. Not even the force was going to help him with this one. He sensed Padme's presence from behind him.
" Is he awake?".
" No" she whispered at first, then raising her tone, " not yet". He remained silent, she walked closer to his desk, standing at the edge. " He's different, I mean, something's not right, and he's still wearing his Jedi clothes".
" I know what you're saying" he responded, " but I cant figure it either, the Force isn't helping, but there is something".
" What if it's a trick?" she cried, " what if he's just a spy from the Dark Side to get us, to kill us or find out what we have planned for who knows what?".
" Padme, calm down" Obi-Won reassured, turning the chair to face her, " if there was something to be worried about, one of us would have noticed. He's hurt, that's for real, the question is who did it".
" Maybe he was attacked, in the middle of nowhere, you know how people can be in society today" she guessed.
Obi-Won was about to speak, when there was that robotic voice again from behind Padme, " Master Anakin has awoken". They exchanged glances Obi- Won was calm and determined, Padme scared and confused.
" Go ahead, he's your husband, and the way he is now I doubt he would want to see me". She smiled. The walk down the hallway was unbearable, confusing, but needed. What do you say to someone that you are married too, but haven't seen in three months? For once, there was something she didn't know.
He was obviously in pain when Padme walked into their bedroom, half asleep and half naked for all the bandages to work against his skin and firm muscles. The bed, the same side that had been empty for so many days, too many days, and now he was there. Kneeling onto the sheet-covered mattress, he looked over at her as she crawled closer and closer. Laying down, Padme rested her head atop her husband's chest.
Anakin encircled her arms around her, " I-..".
She was quick to stop him, " don't talk, you don't have to talk, not right now, just go to sleep, that's all you have to do". The couple fell asleep, in each others arms. Both secure and relieved.
Then again, Padme or Obi-Won never knew why Anakin came home.