In Palpatine's office.

"I asume that you've heard about Master Kenobi's latest... actions", the supreme chancellor began. Padmé sat uncomfortably in fornt of him.

"Yes, I've heard those RUMORS", she spat out.

"Rumors?", a voice that came from behind her asked. Padmé slowly turned around, not wanting to see the owner of that familiar voice. But there he was: Obi Wan Kenobi, wearing dark robes. "Are you surprised to see me, Padawan?", he asked with an evil grin.

"Master?", Padmé questioned disbelieving the situation. Obi Wan shook his head.

"I stopped being your master when you betrayed me, Padmé", Obi Wan spat out bitterly. "Now, I've discovered that my abilities can do more than just train spoiled love-sick girls". Padmé was very hurt. Was this what her master... Obi Wan thougth about her? He was like a father or older brother to her. Sure, they had had their share of differences in the past, but there was a line between disagreements and... turning to the dark side.

"Master, why are you doing this? And why is the chancellor involved?", she asked turning to the politician sitting in front of her. Now she had another reason to hate politicians...

"The...'chancellor' here, was the one that opened my eyes and showed me the truth. He showed me that I could acomplish my goals and that I could earn respect after the shame you put me through", he explained. Padmé blinked a couple of times while she tried to process the information.

//I should've listened to Ani and stay with him tonight...//, she regreted.

"But master, what shame? The council hasn't talk to me yet about my marriage, it's as if they newer knew about it in the first place", Padmé said, looking for an explanation to Obi Wan's behavior. She was even more confused when she saw the two men inside the office laughing.

"Oh, my dear Padmé... The council never knew about your marriage. I made that up. And also, according to your conclutions, I also made up that thing about your marriage being invalid", Obi Wan said still smiling. Padmé was having a hard time deciding wether to cry or to yell at him. She went with both.

"You almost destroyed my marriage!", Padmé cried out.

"And I was these close", Obi Wan said putting his index finger above his thumb. Padmé's breathing increased, and Palpatine smiled pleased.

"Why?", she asked.

"To bring you to the dark side, of course. You should join us, Padmé. Great potential, you have", Palpatine said. Padmé looked at him again, this time throwing flames at the politician. She genuinly dispised the man.

"What have you done to Obi Wan? He was a great Jedi Knight"

"Please, Padmé. Don't take my side now... you should've done that long ago", Obi Wan broke in.

"But I always took your side, master", she argued confused.

"Oh, come on. You always argued back, like the way you are now. You aways tried to make me aware of your superiority. You loved to make me look as the next best thing, as your replacement, while I was the master and you the Padawan". He paused and looked at her. For a moment, his look seemed to soften. "I really cared about you, Padmé..."

"But you don't anymore!", Palpatine interrupted, standing up and walking towards them, just to stop in between the master and Padawan. "Remember what I've taught you, Obi Wan: Sith, along with Jedi, don't have emotions".

Padmé noticed Obi Wan's weakness: emotions. Who would've thought it? The one thing that could save the most uptight Jedi from following the dark side were emotions. Padmé's mind started to race thinking of a plan. While Palpatine lectured Obi Wan about the dark side, Padmé thought of a plan to keep him away from there. Suddenly, she got it.

She stood up and both men's heads turned to look at her. Padmé wiped the tears away and took a deep breath, ready to make her move.

"What would've Qui Gonn thought of this, Obi Wan?", she asked looking at him straight into the eye. For a minute, Obi Wan froze. He had no answer to that question, or most likely he didn't want to answer it.

Palpatine noticed that he was losing his control over Kenobi, but he was sure that it would pass by. He turned to Obi Wan and smiled.

"Kenobi, don't listen to this girl. She's a fool, she doesn't know what she's taling about. Now concentrate in me and your training. We've come a long way, let's not throw it away for some girl, alright?", he said still smiling.

But Obi Wan kept looking at Padmé, peircing her brown eyes with his icy gray-blue ones. His jaw started to shake, and he felt how his knees got weaker. Padmé realised that her plan was working.

"Think of Qui Gonn, master, think of what he...", she wasn't able to continue. She felt a dark force embrace her and throw her against the wall. It was Palpatine, who had his hand raised in Padmé's direction.

"You will learn to keep your nose out of my business, girl!!", he yelled. He raised his other hand and began to throw light bolts at her.

"Don't touch her!!"

Palpatine stopped throwing light bolts at Padmé and turned around to see Anakin standing in the doorway of his office. The chancellor raised a brow, amused by the situation.

"Why, isn't this romantic? The brave and head-strong senator Skywalker comes to rescue his lover...", Palpatine said sarcastically.

"She's my wife!", Anakin corrected angrily.

"Well, not for long, because when I finish with this little whore she will be dead and in the most painful way!", Palpatine shot back yelling. That was it for Anakin. He rushed towards the chancellor to push him, but he was no match for the Sith lord. With just a wave of his hand he threw Anakin aside, next to Obi Wan.

It was when he got up that Anakin realised that Kenobi was there too. He grabbed him by his robes and shook him, but he was still in some kind of trance, looking at Padmé. At seeing that Obi Wan was harmless, Palpatine turned to his torture towards Padmé. Just watching her shake and squirm made Anakin go crazy. He tried to move, but there was an invisible wall between himself and Palpatine.

Once again, he turned to Obi Wan and decided that it was time to use drastic measures. He clenched his hand in a fist and hit Obi Wan's face so hard he fell to the floor. Automatically he brought his hand to his jaw and held it carefully while he tried to realise what had happened. He saw a hand before him, and when he looked up he saw senator Skywalker trying to help him up.

Obi Wan hesitated before finally taking his hand and pulling himself up. He was going to say something when he caught Palpatine torturing Padmé. His first reflect was to brake the invisible dark wall with the light side of the force, and he succeeded. You could tell that Palpatine had been caught by surprise only by taking a look at his face as Obi Wan slashed him with his lightsaber.

While Obi Wan took care of Palpatine, Anakin rushed towards Padmé and pressed his finger against her neck. She still had a pulse. Anakin thanked all the gods he could think of and carried her in his arms. When he turned around, he saw Obi Wan in front of him, bearly standing upon his feet.

"It's alright, Obi Wan. You saved her", Anakin said smiling kindly. "Thank you, I'll owe you this one forever". Obi Wan walked towards him and cupped Padmé's face in his hands.

"And once again, you saved me, Padawan", he said smiling. He touched her forehead and checked her pulse. "She's going to be alright, senator". Anakin gave him a look. "I meant Anakin", he said smiling widely.

*

Padmé woke up with a terrible headache. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light, and when they did, she saw that her room was full of people. Obi Wan, Mace Windu, Sabé, a couple of her Padawan friends and even Yoda was there. She tried to sit up, but she felt a sharp pain in her back. A nurse rushed to her bedside and placed another pillow on the back of Padmé's head.

"Thank you", she said. Sabé sat on the seat next to her bed and grabbed her hand.

"Oh, I'm so glad that you are alright. I was worried sick about you!", she said smiling. Padmé laughed softly and shook her head.

"Oh, Sabé, you are so dramatic...", Padmé added shaking her head.

"Speaking of dramatic...", a familiar voice said. Padmé shot her head back to the door and she saw Anakin walking in with a giant bouquet of white tulips (A/N: I know that there're probably no tulips in SW, but I love them!) and wearing a radiant smile on his face.

Padmé smiled at him and recieved the flowers with one hand while with the other she embraced her husband. Suddenly she remembered that the council never knew about their secret marriage. Yoda smiled knowingly.

"Read your thoughts, I still can, young one. Worry, you should not. Explained everything to us, the senator has. And I must say, congratulations!", Yoda said cheerfully. Padmé laughed nervously and squeezed Anakin's hand. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, Master Yoda...", she said awkwardly. Was she thanking the great Jedi Master Yoda for congratulationg her for her marriage to a senator? This seemed unreal. Obi Wan stepped to the front and entwined his fingers in front of him.

"You were very brave, Padmé. Thanks to you, I'm back in the right path. I'd never be able to thank you enough for what you did". Padmé smiled and shook her head.

"You already have, master. Thank YOU". Everyone in the room was about to let out some 'awwwwwws' and Padmé noticed. "Erm... I would like to speak with Anakin alone... please", she asked awkwardly. They all left the room saying their goodbyes. Sabé poked her head into the room and winked at Anakin.

"Go, boss", she said merrily. Padmé laughed while Anakin closed the the door to get some privacy. Then he shut the curtains and turned back to Padmé. He sat on the edge of her bed and cupped the side of her face. Anakin stared at her for a while and sighed. Padmé could read in his eyes that he was still concerned.

"I was afraid I might've been too late", he whispered. Padmé grabbed the hand Anakin had pressed against her cheek and squeezed it softly.

"But you weren't late. You came just in time, so don't get all dramatic with me, alright?", she said trying to lighten the mood. Anakin smiled and shook his head. That was so like her... "What were you doing there, anyways?", she asked curious.

"I needed to see Palpatine at once for some new vote the senate had to make, about a new army for the republic", he explained, but paused when he saw he frowning.

"A new army? I thought that there was an army already, and a brand new one". Anakin nodded.

"Yes, but apparently, that wasn't enough for him. Now I understand his thirst for war... That damn-old-two-face liar was a Sith", he spat out bitterly. Padmé place her hand on his knee.

"Ani, calm down", she pressed, but Anakin was far from calming down.

"Don't ask me to do that, after what he called you..."

"Ani, I don't care what names he called me, he's dead now. Let's forget the past and talk about the future, shall we?", she said eager to change the subject. Anakin sighed and layed next to her, covering her with his arm while with his other hand he played with her fingers. He loved to do that... Her fingers were so slim and delicate, not to mention the softness of her skin.

"Master Yoda was really happy with our marriage, but he wasn't crazy about Obi Wan's actions...", he said in a sad tone. Padmé grew concerned for her master and mentor.

"Will they do something about it?", she asked. Anakin nodded.

"The title of Jedi Knight will be taken from him until new order. They want to make sure that he is fully recovered", Anakin explained. Padmé raised her brows.

"I think that's fair...". There was a silence, interrupted by Anakin's sigh.

"Well, enough about Kenobi: let's talk about us", he said smiling. Padmé smiled back at him and cuddled to his side.

"Tell me all about 'us', Ani", she said closing her eyes.

"The Jedi agreed to let you live with me outside the temple. Well, that's only if you want to, of course..."

"What do you mean 'if I want to'? Of course I want to live outside the temple! It would be too awkward to be the only married Padawan there. Not even the Knights and council members are married. I don't think it would be fair...", she finished. Anakin smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Whatever you want, honey"

"Don't call me honey, you know I hate those pet names...", she complained.

"They are not pet names, they are ways of reffering to you in a much sweeter way...", Anakin argued.

"I don't like to be called like food", Padmé shot back with a smile.

"And I don't like to be called girly names. You know, 'Ani' isn't very virile...". Padmé smiled and kissed the tip of Anakin's nose.

"There I cannot help you, Ani. I'll always call you Ani, wether you like it or not... Besides, it's shorter and less rough than Anakin". Anakin looked at her and raised a brow.

"And I'm not rough?", he asked offended. Padmé laughed.

"I hate to brake it to you, Ani, but you are as rough as one of those tulips you brought me", she paused when she felt Anakin stiffened, clearly offended, "but it's alright. I rather have a sweet husband than this tough insensitive guy. I love you the way you are", she said with a reassuring smile. Anakin sighed and kissed her.

"I love you too, hon... Padmé". Padmé softly punched him on the arm and laughed. "That one was close"

"A little too close, in fact..."

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