CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

ANAKIN'S/PADMÉ'S POINT OF VIEW

Anakin's POV

I can't believe all the things that have happen to us this year. I became a father, the biggest joy in my life after marrying Padmé. Luke And Leia are my reason for living, I love them more than anything. They are so important for me, they are the evidence that confirms a Jedi can be a husband and a father. I love to look at Leia's eyes and see Padmé looking at me back. She's her living image. And Luke, who's only father could be me, because we are so much alike. I love them. Thanks to the twins, I was given a year of vacation to help Padmé take care of them. Besides a couple of incidents, everything was fine until Palpatine came into the picture.

I can't have anyone to hurt my family, I just can't. I put my own life at risk trying to save my children's future, and I was lucky to survive. Palpatine, or Sidious, is dead and now the galaxy is safe.

Some time later, I was sent on a very important mission. I should've never left Padmé's side. I regret it so bad. . . She was pregnant again, and because of me killing Palpatine, Padmé lost our three month old baby while she was still carrying it. Padmé almost died herself, and that would've been unbearable. It took her a couple of months to overcome her lost, but now she's better. But that glow I always saw in her eyes died with our baby. It's not that easy for me to make her smile like I used to do all the time. I miss that spontaneous smirk she always wear when we were together. It's going to be the twins birthday soon, so I try to bring up the subject every time I can, that way she distracts herself a little bit. I only hope that she will return to be that joyful Padmé I once met. Now I feel that she's leaving me at a side.

***

Padmé's POV

My lost child is haunting me. I can't get the baby out of my head, though Ani thinks I'm doing much better. What would I do without my husband. . . He's always worrying about me, always aware of my feelings and thoughts. He knows that every time I look down I'm thinking about the baby I never got to carry in my arms. When he sees me like that, he wraps his arms around me and tells me that everything will be alright.

Every time he says that, I try to believe it. It's hard to be with Anakin alone. When we are left alone in the same room, I start thinking that I'll get pregnant again and that I'll have another miscarriage. I feel so bad for Ani, because I know that he wants to love me, to kiss and caress me, but I always turn him down. He's been incredibly understanding about that. The twins seem to be my only escape.

When I see them smile at me, my heart glows. Anakin has been a great father. He's always playing with them, and kissing them, and changing daipers. . . I can't believe how bad I've been to him. If I don't change my attitude fast, I'm afraid I'm going to loose him. And right now I can't loose anyone. Not again. . .