Back in the house

Padmé was sleeping while Anakin was awake, as he had never been. His eyes just wouldn't shut, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get his eyes off of Padmé. Her sleeping figure showed some kind of inocence but at the same time confidence that Anakin just couldn't explain. She didn't know that he was leaning on the door frame in her bedroom, so he didn't mind looking at her. There was a moonlight caressing her face, remarking her features and peaceful status.

Anakin was getting a little worried about his feelings towards her. 'This is like any other of my relationships, so why am I so worried?', he thought. 'I didn't think it through with the other women I've dated, I don't get it. She's like any other girl, but at the same time, she's...different. She's Padmé'. All this thougths were going through his head when Padmé started to move her head, then her arms and legs. Her face frowned, too. She was having a nightmare...again.

"Mom...no, mom...", she mutterd. She looked very worried, afraid. Anakin sat next to her and caressed her face.

"Shh...it's alright", he whispered. But Padmé kept moving and muttering things. Her words were getting more agressive every time.

"Leave her alone! I'll kill you... I hate you...!", she said in a hard tone. She was breathing hard, and Anakin decided it was time to wake her up, so he grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"Padmé!", he said. Padmé's eyes wide opened and she almost yelled when she saw Anakin by her side. She frowned, really confused.

"What are you doing here?", she asked, still breathing hard.

"You were having a nightmare", he explained. "I woke you up". Padmé rolled her eyes.

"Oh, really? I didn't notice". She was being hard on him. Why? Anakin had no answer.

"Padmé, what's wrong?". The look she gave him caused him to shiver. Her eyes were dark and deep, there was so much more than confusion in those eyes. There was also anger, hate, agression. "Would you like to talk?", he asked rubbing her arms.

"No. Get out, there's no reason for me to tell you my personal thoughts", she said. Now Anakin was confused.

"I thought that after today we were going to be more intimate, that we would tell each other everything", he said.

"Everything is the same as it was before today, so don't act as if anything has changed, because it hasn't", she pointed in a hard tone.

"Yes it has, things have changed", Anakin corrected. Padmé laughed sarcastically.

"Oh, have they?", she asked in an amused tone. Anakin looked deeply into her eyes and breathed.

"I... I...", he tried to say it, but it was hard. Something inside of him didn't let him say the words she needed to hear. After a couple of minutes, Padmé lied down and turned his back on him.

"Get out". Anakin stood up and walked towards the door. He was about to walk out of the room, when Padmé called him. He turned and looked as she sat up. Her expression had changed from anger to fear. "Please, stay with me".

Anakin nodded and comforted her. She was crying, and no mattered what he said to calm her down, she just kept sobbing.

"Do you want to go outside, get some air?", he whispered. Padmé looked at him and nodded. Anakin picked up Padmé's cloak and placed it on her shoulders before they walked outside.

The stars where shining as if each one of them were on fire, and there was a spectacular full moon. It was breath taking, but not Anakin nor Padmé noticed them. They talked about everything, focusing on Padmé and her strange dreams. Anakin listened to everything she said, but he was eager to ask her something. He finaly got the courage he needed.

"Padmé, why do you get so angry sometimes?". When Padmé heard his question, she lowered her head. "It's like there's two of you, one is funny, brave, kind and bright, while the other is...", he tried to find the word to describe her other side, but didn't seem to find it. Padmé knew exactly what word suited her other side.

"Dark", she added. Anakin looked at her and nodded.

"Exactly. Why is that? I thought you Jedi couldn't have those feelings. Why is it so hard for you to accept things?", he asked softly. Padmé sighed and walked away from him to lean on the rail.

"I can't bear anything bad happen to my love ones. Whenever I sense something wrong, I loose control of my emotions, there's this other side that takes over me and doesn't let me think clearly. Like a while ago, you were being nice to me and I responded in a way you didn't deserve at all. That's because I'm blinded by my anger. All I want is to save my mother and have revenge over the ones that are hurting her", she finished. Anakin grew curious.

"What kind of revenge are you talking about, Padmé?", he asked. Anakin's idea of revenge was a trial and a couple of years in the galactic prision. Padmé's idea of revenge wasn't even close to that.

Padmé stood up straight and placed her hands behind her back. Her eyes were turning darker and darker, her breathing accelerated and her heart was about to pop out of her chest.

"Pain, suffering. I want the ones who are hurting me and my mother to live in agony, to make them feel afraid. I want to torture them, getting to a point where they don't know if they are dead or alive. I want them to have control over nothing". She said this in a hard tone, with a dark look in her eyes.

By the time she was finished, Anakin was standing behind her. He was shocked with her answer... How could someone like Padmé develop such level of hatred in her heart? Padmé noticed that Anakin was amazed, even a little afraid with her words. She loosen up a little and sighed.

"I know what you are thinking", she said spying on him by the corner of her eye. "I'm one hell of a Jedi...", she said sarcastically. Anakin shook his head and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"No, don't say that. You are a great Jedi, but this feelings take over you and there's little you can do to fight them. Everybody has split personalities", he said comforting her. Padmé smiled and shook his head in disagreement. "Take me, for example: in the senate, I'm a serious man, cold and with no feelings; and when I'm by myself or with people that really know me, I'm just Anakin". Padmé smiled.

"And which one did you choose when you had all those girlfriends and affairs?", she said smiling. Anakin smiled too and sighed.

"Well, I guess that the first one. Like I said, I'm cold sometimes. That's why my relationships didn't last more than two months...", he said. Padmé laughed at him and turned to look into his eyes.

"And how are you with me?", she asked. Anakin smiled and cupped her face.

"I'm the third Anakin: the one for Padmé".

"Wow, I'm lucky. I guess...", she said raising a brow. Anakin smiled and leaned over to kiss her. When they broke appart, they held each other for what seemed an eternity.

"Thank you, Anakin"