Author's Note: I LOVE YOU GUYS!! Thanks so much to my loyal reviewers, who
have given me such great reviews, that keep me wanting to write! I hope
this chapter (ch. 3) will please you guys as much as the first to did. I
loved writing this one! More action here, Padme prepares for the upcoming
'Last Stand' with the Jedi. Hehehe! Anyway, keep reviewing, flames will be
used to fight evil Orcs. no wait, evil Sith Lords. Right, Orcs are in Lord
of the Rings. Sorry, I've doing so much writing is all blends together!!
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Padme stood in the hallway panting. She fought to regain her breath, and control of her situation. Why, any minute the whole entire party could pour out into this hallway, and demand to know why the Senator of Naboo looked as if someone had robbed her child from her.
Well, technically, they had taken her child. Leia was gone. She was now Leia Organa, Princess of Alderaan. She was no longer Leia Amidala Skywalker. There was no record to prove the latter had ever existed.
"Padme. Will you be alright?" Obi-Wan's concerned face clouded her vision.
"Eventually."
Obi-Wan accepted this as good news. He took her delicate hand in his own, and squeezed tightly. "Good. Look, I have to run. Master Windu needs to speak to me before I go to Tatooine."
Padme fought off a renewed surge of tears at the mention of Tatooine. "Will you be coming back for the battle?"
"Yes. I am a warrior. I belong with the Jedi, defending justice and peace."
Guilt washed over Padme like a stream of coursing water. "I'm sorry that you have to go to Tatooine with Luke, Obi-Wan. I'm sorry that I was foolish enough to marry your apprentice, and bear his children. I'm sorry. I have caused all of this trouble. It is my entire fault. I trusted Palpatine. I got him nominated for Supreme Chancellor. This might never have happened. All along, I thought I was doing good. When really, I was creating evil." (A/N: I am fully aware that the correct form is 'doing well' but I meant it in a diff. context.)
Obi-Wan kissed her lightly. "You have changed everyone's life, Padme. All I know is this. You have changed mine for the better."
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Padme stood on the docking bay, watching Obi-Wan's ship fade out into the distance. With him, he took Luke, Padme's child, and her only memory of Anakin.
Anakin. How she missed him. How she wished he were here, to hold her in his arms and tell her everything was all right.
It was settled. She couldn't keep this romance up with Obi-Wan. She was sure she didn't love him as anything more than a friend. That first kiss had been electrifying, but Padme owed it to her out of wack senses, and need for a man in her life. Anakin was her one love; no one could ever replace him.
She would never be called Padme Amidala Skywalker again, nor would she be called anything but Padme Naberrie Amidala. That had been her name for as long as she could remember. That's the way it would be staying.
The parting with Luke had been short and bittersweet. Padme knew that her children would both be safe, and this thought comforted her. But it didn't comfort her more than the warmth the children had left on the bed next to her.
She was now completely alone in the world.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ //Two Weeks Later\\
Her personal trainer was Captain Typho. He was an expert in blasters and hand-to-hand comfort. He was also her great friend from Naboo, and a loyal supporter.
After four sweaty hours in the gymnasium, Typho declared Padme a great fighter. "Your height and weight, milady, give you the ideal body for dodging attacks."
Padme accepted the praise silently, and headed back to her apartment.
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A firm hand gripped her by the wrist as Padme moved to enter the code in her lock. She spun around to see Obi-Wan face to face with her.
"Hi" He smiled down at her.
Padme smiled back, but turned her head as he bent to kiss her, so he only got her cheek. "I need to talk."
Obi-Wan nodded solemnly, looking slightly worried. He followed her silently, and sat down next to her on the tiny couch.
"What is it, Padme?"
She took a deep breath, and turned towards him. "Obi-Wan, we can't continue this. It's not right. I love Anakin, no matter where or who he is. I love my children. Although we are not together, myself, Anakin, Luke, and Leia are a family. We will be reunited, whether in this life or the next. I cannot be with you."
Obi-Wan looked at the tiny, sweat-soaked woman. A part of him screamed in rage, how dare she refuse him? Another part accepted this- it was just a dream anyway, and a tiny part thought this- face it, you didn't really love her. You appreciated breaking the rules, and liked being in the face of danger. You should be glad she broke it off first.
He remained silent, however, mulling this over.
Padme glanced into his eyes. "I think you should leave before this gets any more uncomfortable. We have to fight Palpatine tomorrow."
And so, General Obi-Wan Kenobi allowed himself to be best by a broken- hearted, sweaty, 5'3 woman. He got up and left, not saying a word to Padme.
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Author's Note: I know, I know, this is incredibly short. Writer's block. The next chapter will be entirely devoted to the battle between Palpatine, Vader, and the Jedi.
After that, who knows? I'll have to see where my imagination leads me. I don't have anything planned. I'm pretty sure the last scene will take place in the eyes of Obi-Wan, but besides that, I'm really not sure.
Thanks to all who reviewed my last chapters! I much appreciate your kind words, and hope you also like this chapter.
Remember, please, please, please, please, please REVIEW! If you do, I will luv you forever and ever and ever!
Luv you all, Coco
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Padme stood in the hallway panting. She fought to regain her breath, and control of her situation. Why, any minute the whole entire party could pour out into this hallway, and demand to know why the Senator of Naboo looked as if someone had robbed her child from her.
Well, technically, they had taken her child. Leia was gone. She was now Leia Organa, Princess of Alderaan. She was no longer Leia Amidala Skywalker. There was no record to prove the latter had ever existed.
"Padme. Will you be alright?" Obi-Wan's concerned face clouded her vision.
"Eventually."
Obi-Wan accepted this as good news. He took her delicate hand in his own, and squeezed tightly. "Good. Look, I have to run. Master Windu needs to speak to me before I go to Tatooine."
Padme fought off a renewed surge of tears at the mention of Tatooine. "Will you be coming back for the battle?"
"Yes. I am a warrior. I belong with the Jedi, defending justice and peace."
Guilt washed over Padme like a stream of coursing water. "I'm sorry that you have to go to Tatooine with Luke, Obi-Wan. I'm sorry that I was foolish enough to marry your apprentice, and bear his children. I'm sorry. I have caused all of this trouble. It is my entire fault. I trusted Palpatine. I got him nominated for Supreme Chancellor. This might never have happened. All along, I thought I was doing good. When really, I was creating evil." (A/N: I am fully aware that the correct form is 'doing well' but I meant it in a diff. context.)
Obi-Wan kissed her lightly. "You have changed everyone's life, Padme. All I know is this. You have changed mine for the better."
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Padme stood on the docking bay, watching Obi-Wan's ship fade out into the distance. With him, he took Luke, Padme's child, and her only memory of Anakin.
Anakin. How she missed him. How she wished he were here, to hold her in his arms and tell her everything was all right.
It was settled. She couldn't keep this romance up with Obi-Wan. She was sure she didn't love him as anything more than a friend. That first kiss had been electrifying, but Padme owed it to her out of wack senses, and need for a man in her life. Anakin was her one love; no one could ever replace him.
She would never be called Padme Amidala Skywalker again, nor would she be called anything but Padme Naberrie Amidala. That had been her name for as long as she could remember. That's the way it would be staying.
The parting with Luke had been short and bittersweet. Padme knew that her children would both be safe, and this thought comforted her. But it didn't comfort her more than the warmth the children had left on the bed next to her.
She was now completely alone in the world.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ //Two Weeks Later\\
Her personal trainer was Captain Typho. He was an expert in blasters and hand-to-hand comfort. He was also her great friend from Naboo, and a loyal supporter.
After four sweaty hours in the gymnasium, Typho declared Padme a great fighter. "Your height and weight, milady, give you the ideal body for dodging attacks."
Padme accepted the praise silently, and headed back to her apartment.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A firm hand gripped her by the wrist as Padme moved to enter the code in her lock. She spun around to see Obi-Wan face to face with her.
"Hi" He smiled down at her.
Padme smiled back, but turned her head as he bent to kiss her, so he only got her cheek. "I need to talk."
Obi-Wan nodded solemnly, looking slightly worried. He followed her silently, and sat down next to her on the tiny couch.
"What is it, Padme?"
She took a deep breath, and turned towards him. "Obi-Wan, we can't continue this. It's not right. I love Anakin, no matter where or who he is. I love my children. Although we are not together, myself, Anakin, Luke, and Leia are a family. We will be reunited, whether in this life or the next. I cannot be with you."
Obi-Wan looked at the tiny, sweat-soaked woman. A part of him screamed in rage, how dare she refuse him? Another part accepted this- it was just a dream anyway, and a tiny part thought this- face it, you didn't really love her. You appreciated breaking the rules, and liked being in the face of danger. You should be glad she broke it off first.
He remained silent, however, mulling this over.
Padme glanced into his eyes. "I think you should leave before this gets any more uncomfortable. We have to fight Palpatine tomorrow."
And so, General Obi-Wan Kenobi allowed himself to be best by a broken- hearted, sweaty, 5'3 woman. He got up and left, not saying a word to Padme.
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Author's Note: I know, I know, this is incredibly short. Writer's block. The next chapter will be entirely devoted to the battle between Palpatine, Vader, and the Jedi.
After that, who knows? I'll have to see where my imagination leads me. I don't have anything planned. I'm pretty sure the last scene will take place in the eyes of Obi-Wan, but besides that, I'm really not sure.
Thanks to all who reviewed my last chapters! I much appreciate your kind words, and hope you also like this chapter.
Remember, please, please, please, please, please REVIEW! If you do, I will luv you forever and ever and ever!
Luv you all, Coco