(Would you dance
if asked you to dance
Would you run
and never look back
Would you cry
if you saw me crying
would you save my soul tonight)
Anakin woke in an unsteady haze recalling what had happened to him what felt like only a moment ago. "Master..?" His voice was weak as he pulled himself from the rubble of the building. Anakin groaned in pain as a sharp piece of wood collapsed onto his side. Suddenly a little boys face could be seen through the rubble.
"Mister!" The little child squeaked and began digging his way down into the wood and bricks to retrieve the young man from the wreckage. Anakin knew he would have died if the force didn't help him ease the fall. As the child reached him he began to pull him from the rubble. Ani must have been pulled five feet up before he could breathe real air. He began to climb down with the kid.
"Was he here? Was Master Kenobi here?" Anakin asked uncomfortably.
"You mean big tall Jedi man?" The kid asked with a rather disturbing look on his face. "Was crying, that one was. The city said you were dead two weeks ago." The child began to explain, helping the strong young padawan down onto the ground.
Suddenly it hit Anakin like a ton of bricks. They couldn't find him. "He left thinking I was dead."
(Would you tremble
if I touched your lips
Would you laugh
oh please tell me this
Now would you die
for the one you love
Hold me in your arms tonight)
Padmé sighed. Here she was. The lake resort. Out in the middle of nowhere. This was what she had wanted, so why did she feel like a piece of her was missing? Padmé knew Anakin was gone. Her heart ached to see him just one last time.. To touch his gentle face and see him smile at her once more. Not past her. But bat/b her. To watch Anakin from the corner of her eye, watching her. To feel his soft hands touch her… Padmé blinked in sudden puzzlement, "You stop that thinking right now! He was your best friend, not a lover." She scolded herself quietly in her head.
"Padmé, is there anything I can get you?" A gentle hand was placed on her shoulder. Padmé turned to find the concerned eyes of none other than Sabé. Sabé was her wings, her friend; she needed someone to confide in.
"I feel empty Sabé. As if.. I lost more than a friend… I lost. A piece of myself I will never be able to regain unless my Ani comes home. I never told him Sabé, but I used to have these dreams… it was blurry but I knew it was he. He would reach his hand out to me and as our hands came together, he would.." Padmé was right in the middle of her dream as Sabé's brother came through the door with a tall man with blondish brown hair and light blue eyes.
It was obvious he was in much pain but wouldn't show it. "Sissy! Please, he saved my life. He needs help! I.. I didn't know what to do! I know I promised not to go back but I found him in the rubble, alive!" The boy whimpered out before Sabé could scold him on bringing people home. She was so protective of her little brother, which was the only family she really had left. Padmé stood staring out the window in deep thought.
Instantly the maid came in with a bowl of warm water and a cloth for his wounds. Quickly she began to tend to the wounds of the young man. "You saved our little boys life.. Please stay and allow us to help you. We are in great debt to you. What is your name?" The maid asked gently as she began to dab the blood off his forehead with a damp warm cloth.
(I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away)
"A..Ana..kin." he spoke through broken words as his voice began to slowly come back to him. Lightly he lifted his arm out of her way, blood spotting his clothes with open wounds. His heart ached for Padmé, until he seen her looking in shock at him. Their eyes met, and he tried to give a smile.
Padmé instantly rushed to him and threw her arms around him, tears began slowly sliding down her already tear stained cheeks, "Ani! My Ani.. I thought you were gone!" She embraced him closely and felt his gently hands climb around her waist in return.
(Would you swear
that you'll always be mine
Would you lie
would you remember
My angel be have I lost my mind
I don't care you're here tonight)
"How could I leave you, Padmé?" He teased gently and held her to him. In that moment he breathed in her sweet scent and the world for once just seemed so right to him. He had his angel in his arms, would she ever know?
The little boy smiled to himself and with a soft blush rushed over to "huggle" the man that saved him. "I so thankful to you, mister Anakin, I glad you are okay. Hum, do you need anything mister Anakin?" Which sounded more like "Anekeen" every time the boy said it, but this brought a warmth to Anakin's heart he hadn't felt since.. His mother. Padmé and the boy let go and the maid began to wrap the last wound.
Sabé smiled at seeing her friend so happy. Padmé's eyes had never lit up so brightly and happily as they did when Anakin was around. "Come Damien, I should get you ready for dinner." She picked up Damien and hugged him, "We're having your favorite, chicken."
Sabé tickled the little boy and his eyes lit up, "Oh boy! Oh Boy! Can Anakin eat wif us?" Damien asked with high hopes. Sabé smiled, "Well, if he'll eat with us, of course." Sabé walked from the room with the child in her arms, cuddled to her in a very childish yet comforting way.
Padmé took Anakin's hand into her own, "May I?" She asked the maid in her sweet angelic voice Anakin needed to hear so much.
The maid smiled and handed her the rag. "Of course. I need to focus on dinner now, didn't expect so many!" The maid said with a laugh of happiness. As she stood up Padmé began to dab gently at Anakin's cheek. Then they were alone, and this was the moment Padmé had wanted. To just look into his eyes and feel the safe comfort he gave her.
Slowly Anakin began to look like his old self. The only noticeable wound on his was an inch long scar on his cheek, but Padmé found it cute. "I died inside when they said you had died, Anakin… You took a piece of me with you. Now that you are here, I feel whole again." Padmé announced running the rag lightly over his cheek then putting it down.
"Your words sooth my very soul. Is my master well?" Anakin asked with concern as tears began to fill her eyes. Padmé had never looked so beautiful as she did in that moment. To him, she was everything life started and ended with.
"Master Kenobi is greatly distressed over the loss of you, Anakin. He loves you as his son. It will do his heart great to hear you are alive." She looked up and met the gaze of sea-blue eyes. Something was different in them. "Don't look at me like that Ani.."
(I can be your hero
I can kiss away the pain
And I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero)
"Why, Padmé? You said yourself you lost a part of you to me. Can't you feel it? I need you Padmé..." Anakin whispered softly to her, his face slowly moving closer to hers as his hand rested gently on her cheek, his blue piercing eyes searching in her very soul.
Padmé couldn't deny him this time. She wanted to get lost in this moment. Slowly their faces came closer till she could feel his warm ragged breath on her ridge of her top lip. Closer they came until their lips were so close they could feel each other. They needed this. If not just one moment to whisper the hidden secret for the other…
Anakin torn back and groaned again as a thunderbolt of pain came rushing through his body. "AUGH!" Anakin cried out, grabbing hold of his body to steady himself.
if asked you to dance
Would you run
and never look back
Would you cry
if you saw me crying
would you save my soul tonight)
Anakin woke in an unsteady haze recalling what had happened to him what felt like only a moment ago. "Master..?" His voice was weak as he pulled himself from the rubble of the building. Anakin groaned in pain as a sharp piece of wood collapsed onto his side. Suddenly a little boys face could be seen through the rubble.
"Mister!" The little child squeaked and began digging his way down into the wood and bricks to retrieve the young man from the wreckage. Anakin knew he would have died if the force didn't help him ease the fall. As the child reached him he began to pull him from the rubble. Ani must have been pulled five feet up before he could breathe real air. He began to climb down with the kid.
"Was he here? Was Master Kenobi here?" Anakin asked uncomfortably.
"You mean big tall Jedi man?" The kid asked with a rather disturbing look on his face. "Was crying, that one was. The city said you were dead two weeks ago." The child began to explain, helping the strong young padawan down onto the ground.
Suddenly it hit Anakin like a ton of bricks. They couldn't find him. "He left thinking I was dead."
(Would you tremble
if I touched your lips
Would you laugh
oh please tell me this
Now would you die
for the one you love
Hold me in your arms tonight)
Padmé sighed. Here she was. The lake resort. Out in the middle of nowhere. This was what she had wanted, so why did she feel like a piece of her was missing? Padmé knew Anakin was gone. Her heart ached to see him just one last time.. To touch his gentle face and see him smile at her once more. Not past her. But bat/b her. To watch Anakin from the corner of her eye, watching her. To feel his soft hands touch her… Padmé blinked in sudden puzzlement, "You stop that thinking right now! He was your best friend, not a lover." She scolded herself quietly in her head.
"Padmé, is there anything I can get you?" A gentle hand was placed on her shoulder. Padmé turned to find the concerned eyes of none other than Sabé. Sabé was her wings, her friend; she needed someone to confide in.
"I feel empty Sabé. As if.. I lost more than a friend… I lost. A piece of myself I will never be able to regain unless my Ani comes home. I never told him Sabé, but I used to have these dreams… it was blurry but I knew it was he. He would reach his hand out to me and as our hands came together, he would.." Padmé was right in the middle of her dream as Sabé's brother came through the door with a tall man with blondish brown hair and light blue eyes.
It was obvious he was in much pain but wouldn't show it. "Sissy! Please, he saved my life. He needs help! I.. I didn't know what to do! I know I promised not to go back but I found him in the rubble, alive!" The boy whimpered out before Sabé could scold him on bringing people home. She was so protective of her little brother, which was the only family she really had left. Padmé stood staring out the window in deep thought.
Instantly the maid came in with a bowl of warm water and a cloth for his wounds. Quickly she began to tend to the wounds of the young man. "You saved our little boys life.. Please stay and allow us to help you. We are in great debt to you. What is your name?" The maid asked gently as she began to dab the blood off his forehead with a damp warm cloth.
(I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away)
"A..Ana..kin." he spoke through broken words as his voice began to slowly come back to him. Lightly he lifted his arm out of her way, blood spotting his clothes with open wounds. His heart ached for Padmé, until he seen her looking in shock at him. Their eyes met, and he tried to give a smile.
Padmé instantly rushed to him and threw her arms around him, tears began slowly sliding down her already tear stained cheeks, "Ani! My Ani.. I thought you were gone!" She embraced him closely and felt his gently hands climb around her waist in return.
(Would you swear
that you'll always be mine
Would you lie
would you remember
My angel be have I lost my mind
I don't care you're here tonight)
"How could I leave you, Padmé?" He teased gently and held her to him. In that moment he breathed in her sweet scent and the world for once just seemed so right to him. He had his angel in his arms, would she ever know?
The little boy smiled to himself and with a soft blush rushed over to "huggle" the man that saved him. "I so thankful to you, mister Anakin, I glad you are okay. Hum, do you need anything mister Anakin?" Which sounded more like "Anekeen" every time the boy said it, but this brought a warmth to Anakin's heart he hadn't felt since.. His mother. Padmé and the boy let go and the maid began to wrap the last wound.
Sabé smiled at seeing her friend so happy. Padmé's eyes had never lit up so brightly and happily as they did when Anakin was around. "Come Damien, I should get you ready for dinner." She picked up Damien and hugged him, "We're having your favorite, chicken."
Sabé tickled the little boy and his eyes lit up, "Oh boy! Oh Boy! Can Anakin eat wif us?" Damien asked with high hopes. Sabé smiled, "Well, if he'll eat with us, of course." Sabé walked from the room with the child in her arms, cuddled to her in a very childish yet comforting way.
Padmé took Anakin's hand into her own, "May I?" She asked the maid in her sweet angelic voice Anakin needed to hear so much.
The maid smiled and handed her the rag. "Of course. I need to focus on dinner now, didn't expect so many!" The maid said with a laugh of happiness. As she stood up Padmé began to dab gently at Anakin's cheek. Then they were alone, and this was the moment Padmé had wanted. To just look into his eyes and feel the safe comfort he gave her.
Slowly Anakin began to look like his old self. The only noticeable wound on his was an inch long scar on his cheek, but Padmé found it cute. "I died inside when they said you had died, Anakin… You took a piece of me with you. Now that you are here, I feel whole again." Padmé announced running the rag lightly over his cheek then putting it down.
"Your words sooth my very soul. Is my master well?" Anakin asked with concern as tears began to fill her eyes. Padmé had never looked so beautiful as she did in that moment. To him, she was everything life started and ended with.
"Master Kenobi is greatly distressed over the loss of you, Anakin. He loves you as his son. It will do his heart great to hear you are alive." She looked up and met the gaze of sea-blue eyes. Something was different in them. "Don't look at me like that Ani.."
(I can be your hero
I can kiss away the pain
And I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero)
"Why, Padmé? You said yourself you lost a part of you to me. Can't you feel it? I need you Padmé..." Anakin whispered softly to her, his face slowly moving closer to hers as his hand rested gently on her cheek, his blue piercing eyes searching in her very soul.
Padmé couldn't deny him this time. She wanted to get lost in this moment. Slowly their faces came closer till she could feel his warm ragged breath on her ridge of her top lip. Closer they came until their lips were so close they could feel each other. They needed this. If not just one moment to whisper the hidden secret for the other…
Anakin torn back and groaned again as a thunderbolt of pain came rushing through his body. "AUGH!" Anakin cried out, grabbing hold of his body to steady himself.