Hi everyone! Sorry I've taken a little while but I've finally written the
third and final piece. I have to say that this was the hardest chapter
I've ever had to write. It took me ages to get it to a point where it was
postable. I'm not completely happy with it but it's the best that I could
get it. Let me know how you think it goes.
Thanks to Brown eyes, Heather Wan and Aiska for your reviews, I know I say it a lot but I really do love reading all your comments.
Ok well here goes. Hope you enjoy.
Part Three: You Were Wonderful Tonight
It was finally time for them to leave and it couldn't have come a moment too soon.
He thought that it was quite possible that he could have died of boredom if he'd had to have just one more conversation with yet another sleazy senator.
He couldn't take anymore of their empty flattery.
Why they felt they had to do so was beyond him, being a Jedi he didn't respond to such tactics.
Even now, three years after that fateful day on Naboo, his reputation preceded him and still people sort out the attention of the 'mighty' Jedi warrior that killed the Sith creature.
He'd thought that by now it would be old news and long forgotten but obviously not.
It would seem that one of his biggest fans was actually one of his least favourite people, Chancellor Palpaptine.
The Chancellor had occupied his time for over an hour and would talk about little else than his battle victory.
Asking him many questions about the event that he would have rather not answered.
His grief over Qui-Gon's death was still quite fresh and he didn't find it easy to talk about with near total strangers, not that they would have noticed as his Jedi resolve allowed him to show nothing but a calm exterior.
He was particularly sensitive on the subject at the moment as it was only last week that had marked the third anniversary, of which Palpaptine was fully aware and he was certain that the man was in some way trying to upset him.
But eventually he'd managed to escape from the pushy Chancellor and the rest of the curious senators and was now in the process of securing a transport for Padme and himself, to take them back to her apartment.
With one waiting he turned his attention back to Padme, who was quickly saying goodbye to some of her fellow senators, and he sent a message telling her that the transport was ready through their bond.
Just a few moments later she was walking towards him and they were in the transport and on their way.
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The journey back to her apartment was a quiet affair.
She snuck a glance over at Obi-Wan as he watched the traffic go by out his window.
He'd been very quiet ever since they'd left the banquette, not even communicating through their bond.
That could only mean one thing, he was upset about something.
She wished he wouldn't keep it to himself, why did he think that he had to deal with these things on his own?
She was his wife, she was supposed to help and comfort him.
She had a feeling that it had something to do with the Chancellor and his extremely personal questions about Qui-Gon's death, she had to admit, sometimes that man could be so insensitive.
She hadn't had a real chance to talk to Obi-Wan about the recent anniversary of his master's death.
She'd been so excited about being with him again that she'd only wanted to concentrate on happy things, and then they'd to get ready for the party.
She stole another look at him.
His body was relaxed but his whole demeanour had a slightly depressed tone about it.
She quickly took a look at their driver and satisfied that he was concentrating solely on the traffic ahead of him, she slipped her hand into Obi-Wan's and intertwined her fingers with his.
He was immediately brought out of his reverie and she watched closely as he firstly looked at their hands and then into her eyes.
She held his gaze and made sure that her concern for him was present in her eyes.
He smiled warmly at her and gently squeezed her hand in an attempt to reassure her that he was ok.
For now she'd leave it be but they would talk about it, there was no way that she was going to allow him to keep it all bottled up.
As they pulled up to their destination she lightly squeezed his hand and let go her grip of it as he opened his door and stepped out.
She watched him talk to the driver and give him some credits and then he made his way to her door and helped her out of the transport.
While in view of the public they remained in the roles of Senator and security escort.
It wasn't until they were in the lift and on their way up to her apartment that she was able to wrap her arms around his waist, rest her head against his chest and give him the hug that she'd wanted to all evening.
She felt his arms slide round her waist as she breathed in the sent that was uniquely him and sighed contentedly.
"I'm glad that's over with."
She felt his fingertips run up and down her back, both teasing and soothing her skin, as she waited for his reply.
"You and me both, my dear."
The sound of the doors opening forced them to separate and walk the small distance down the corridor that took them to her room.
She greeted Rabe and spent some time filling her in on the events of the banquette and then both she and Obi-Wan made their way into her bedroom.
The room was in total darkness except for the dim light provided by the Coruscant traffic that sailed by outside the window.
As Obi-Wan made his way over to the window and closed the blinds, she commanded the lights to come on and cast the room in a soft and calming light.
Right now all she wanted to do was collapse on her bed and sleep for a week but unfortunately before she could even think about doing just that she'd have to get out of this dress.
A sly smile crept onto her face as she looked over at her husband, she wasn't so tired that she couldn't have a little fun getting out of it.
"Oh sweetheart......"
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Eventually having been able to bring his breathing under control he settled down next to the exhausted body of his wife.
Her sweaty skin tasted of salt as he lovingly kissed her forehead, his headache from earlier having completely disappeared.
This woman certainly could work wonders.
He closed his eyes and allowed himself to bask in the joyous feeling of having her smooth and luscious body entangled with his.
Times like this were too far between for his liking, he was definitely going to savour every moment.
Her hand on his cheek made him open his eyes and upon making eye contact with her he instantly smiled.
For endless moments all they did was stare at each other until Padme broke the silence.
"Feeling better now?"
He laughed from deep in his chest.
"Yes thank you, I feel much better."
"Good."
Using the force he turned off the lights and left them in complete darkness.
He easily wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, if that was at all possible, and gave her a long and gentle goodnight kiss.
"Darling you were wonderful tonight."
The End.
Ok well that's it. This mini sequel is over. I do have plans to write lots more sequels, but it may not be for a while. At the moment I have a few other obidala projects to get started on, but they won't follow this particular story universe, unless I change my mind.
Let me know how you think I did with the ending of this story. I'm sorry if it's a little plain and disappointing, I tried my best. Ok well I'll be back soon so keep an eye out for me. Take Care, Sassy.
Thanks to Brown eyes, Heather Wan and Aiska for your reviews, I know I say it a lot but I really do love reading all your comments.
Ok well here goes. Hope you enjoy.
Part Three: You Were Wonderful Tonight
It was finally time for them to leave and it couldn't have come a moment too soon.
He thought that it was quite possible that he could have died of boredom if he'd had to have just one more conversation with yet another sleazy senator.
He couldn't take anymore of their empty flattery.
Why they felt they had to do so was beyond him, being a Jedi he didn't respond to such tactics.
Even now, three years after that fateful day on Naboo, his reputation preceded him and still people sort out the attention of the 'mighty' Jedi warrior that killed the Sith creature.
He'd thought that by now it would be old news and long forgotten but obviously not.
It would seem that one of his biggest fans was actually one of his least favourite people, Chancellor Palpaptine.
The Chancellor had occupied his time for over an hour and would talk about little else than his battle victory.
Asking him many questions about the event that he would have rather not answered.
His grief over Qui-Gon's death was still quite fresh and he didn't find it easy to talk about with near total strangers, not that they would have noticed as his Jedi resolve allowed him to show nothing but a calm exterior.
He was particularly sensitive on the subject at the moment as it was only last week that had marked the third anniversary, of which Palpaptine was fully aware and he was certain that the man was in some way trying to upset him.
But eventually he'd managed to escape from the pushy Chancellor and the rest of the curious senators and was now in the process of securing a transport for Padme and himself, to take them back to her apartment.
With one waiting he turned his attention back to Padme, who was quickly saying goodbye to some of her fellow senators, and he sent a message telling her that the transport was ready through their bond.
Just a few moments later she was walking towards him and they were in the transport and on their way.
.........................................
.........................................
The journey back to her apartment was a quiet affair.
She snuck a glance over at Obi-Wan as he watched the traffic go by out his window.
He'd been very quiet ever since they'd left the banquette, not even communicating through their bond.
That could only mean one thing, he was upset about something.
She wished he wouldn't keep it to himself, why did he think that he had to deal with these things on his own?
She was his wife, she was supposed to help and comfort him.
She had a feeling that it had something to do with the Chancellor and his extremely personal questions about Qui-Gon's death, she had to admit, sometimes that man could be so insensitive.
She hadn't had a real chance to talk to Obi-Wan about the recent anniversary of his master's death.
She'd been so excited about being with him again that she'd only wanted to concentrate on happy things, and then they'd to get ready for the party.
She stole another look at him.
His body was relaxed but his whole demeanour had a slightly depressed tone about it.
She quickly took a look at their driver and satisfied that he was concentrating solely on the traffic ahead of him, she slipped her hand into Obi-Wan's and intertwined her fingers with his.
He was immediately brought out of his reverie and she watched closely as he firstly looked at their hands and then into her eyes.
She held his gaze and made sure that her concern for him was present in her eyes.
He smiled warmly at her and gently squeezed her hand in an attempt to reassure her that he was ok.
For now she'd leave it be but they would talk about it, there was no way that she was going to allow him to keep it all bottled up.
As they pulled up to their destination she lightly squeezed his hand and let go her grip of it as he opened his door and stepped out.
She watched him talk to the driver and give him some credits and then he made his way to her door and helped her out of the transport.
While in view of the public they remained in the roles of Senator and security escort.
It wasn't until they were in the lift and on their way up to her apartment that she was able to wrap her arms around his waist, rest her head against his chest and give him the hug that she'd wanted to all evening.
She felt his arms slide round her waist as she breathed in the sent that was uniquely him and sighed contentedly.
"I'm glad that's over with."
She felt his fingertips run up and down her back, both teasing and soothing her skin, as she waited for his reply.
"You and me both, my dear."
The sound of the doors opening forced them to separate and walk the small distance down the corridor that took them to her room.
She greeted Rabe and spent some time filling her in on the events of the banquette and then both she and Obi-Wan made their way into her bedroom.
The room was in total darkness except for the dim light provided by the Coruscant traffic that sailed by outside the window.
As Obi-Wan made his way over to the window and closed the blinds, she commanded the lights to come on and cast the room in a soft and calming light.
Right now all she wanted to do was collapse on her bed and sleep for a week but unfortunately before she could even think about doing just that she'd have to get out of this dress.
A sly smile crept onto her face as she looked over at her husband, she wasn't so tired that she couldn't have a little fun getting out of it.
"Oh sweetheart......"
........................................
........................................
Eventually having been able to bring his breathing under control he settled down next to the exhausted body of his wife.
Her sweaty skin tasted of salt as he lovingly kissed her forehead, his headache from earlier having completely disappeared.
This woman certainly could work wonders.
He closed his eyes and allowed himself to bask in the joyous feeling of having her smooth and luscious body entangled with his.
Times like this were too far between for his liking, he was definitely going to savour every moment.
Her hand on his cheek made him open his eyes and upon making eye contact with her he instantly smiled.
For endless moments all they did was stare at each other until Padme broke the silence.
"Feeling better now?"
He laughed from deep in his chest.
"Yes thank you, I feel much better."
"Good."
Using the force he turned off the lights and left them in complete darkness.
He easily wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, if that was at all possible, and gave her a long and gentle goodnight kiss.
"Darling you were wonderful tonight."
The End.
Ok well that's it. This mini sequel is over. I do have plans to write lots more sequels, but it may not be for a while. At the moment I have a few other obidala projects to get started on, but they won't follow this particular story universe, unless I change my mind.
Let me know how you think I did with the ending of this story. I'm sorry if it's a little plain and disappointing, I tried my best. Ok well I'll be back soon so keep an eye out for me. Take Care, Sassy.