Chapter 2- Reunited
Padme Amidala Naberrie walked into the dining room, curious and nervous at the same time. She was about to see her best friend , Anakin Skywalker, for the first time in five years. Sitting at the table was a handsome, mysterious young man. Could it be him?
"Ani?" She called cautiously.
The young man rose, and pushed his Jedi robes aside. "Padme?" Padme took a step closer. "Wow, it really is you!" Anakin said with a huge smile on his face. Padme rushed forward and embraced him tightly.
"It's been years! You look like you've actually grown up!" Padme chuckled after releasing their embrace.
"Well, you grew up a long time ago, Padme." Anakin replied with a smile.
"So how long have you been a Jedi?" Padme asked curiously.
"Actually, I'm still a padawan. Obi-Wan is my master. This is my first assignment without him."
"Well don't I feel safe."
They both laughed at her comment, before Anakin became somber with his next thought.
"Padme, the Council informed me of your situation, and you know that I am willing to do everything in my power to keep you safe." He lightly placed his hand on top of hers to comfort and protect her, as he always had.
They smiled tenderly at each other, before going to dinner.
After Padme had retired for the night, Anakin took his vigil outside her door, his senses alive and alert. He couldn't help thinking how beautiful she was. She was still Padme, former queen of Naboo, current Senator, and his best friend. His Padme. His Padme? Wait, she's not his, he thought. She's practically his sister, right? All he could think of is how his heart races faster and faster everytime he thought of her, and how his skin still tingled from her gentle touch.
Padme laid in bed, thinking of Anakin. He really had grown up, she thought. He took her breath away, and made her feel weak in the knees. He wasn't Ani, her best friend, he was Anakin, the man who had held her heart in his hand since they were children. She sighed, knowing that nothing could come of these ever present feelings. Their lives were just too different. They had been for some time.
Anakin jerked out of his chair as his senses picked up on something. Padme. Another attack was coming, he could feel it. He burst into her room just in time to see poisonous worms creep up her sheets and onto come dangerously close to his sleeping angel. He quickly activated his lightsaber, and skillfully killed them before they could get to Padme. Before he knew it, Padme was in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Oh my God, Ani, why is this happening. Ani??"
"It's going to be ok. I'm here, I'm here. You're ok."
Anakin continued to hold her as she sobbed out of fear and anguish.
Padme Amidala Naberrie walked into the dining room, curious and nervous at the same time. She was about to see her best friend , Anakin Skywalker, for the first time in five years. Sitting at the table was a handsome, mysterious young man. Could it be him?
"Ani?" She called cautiously.
The young man rose, and pushed his Jedi robes aside. "Padme?" Padme took a step closer. "Wow, it really is you!" Anakin said with a huge smile on his face. Padme rushed forward and embraced him tightly.
"It's been years! You look like you've actually grown up!" Padme chuckled after releasing their embrace.
"Well, you grew up a long time ago, Padme." Anakin replied with a smile.
"So how long have you been a Jedi?" Padme asked curiously.
"Actually, I'm still a padawan. Obi-Wan is my master. This is my first assignment without him."
"Well don't I feel safe."
They both laughed at her comment, before Anakin became somber with his next thought.
"Padme, the Council informed me of your situation, and you know that I am willing to do everything in my power to keep you safe." He lightly placed his hand on top of hers to comfort and protect her, as he always had.
They smiled tenderly at each other, before going to dinner.
After Padme had retired for the night, Anakin took his vigil outside her door, his senses alive and alert. He couldn't help thinking how beautiful she was. She was still Padme, former queen of Naboo, current Senator, and his best friend. His Padme. His Padme? Wait, she's not his, he thought. She's practically his sister, right? All he could think of is how his heart races faster and faster everytime he thought of her, and how his skin still tingled from her gentle touch.
Padme laid in bed, thinking of Anakin. He really had grown up, she thought. He took her breath away, and made her feel weak in the knees. He wasn't Ani, her best friend, he was Anakin, the man who had held her heart in his hand since they were children. She sighed, knowing that nothing could come of these ever present feelings. Their lives were just too different. They had been for some time.
Anakin jerked out of his chair as his senses picked up on something. Padme. Another attack was coming, he could feel it. He burst into her room just in time to see poisonous worms creep up her sheets and onto come dangerously close to his sleeping angel. He quickly activated his lightsaber, and skillfully killed them before they could get to Padme. Before he knew it, Padme was in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Oh my God, Ani, why is this happening. Ani??"
"It's going to be ok. I'm here, I'm here. You're ok."
Anakin continued to hold her as she sobbed out of fear and anguish.