Only In My Heart: Chapter Five
Flashback
Knock. Knock.
Padmé's door sung out strong and proud. Padmé walked to the door through the sunlight streaming through the windows wondering who it could be. She wasn't expecting anyone, so she was not even dressed in anything impressive to receive guest, wearing only a simple navy blue dress. Her hair was loosely down on her shoulders; she did not want to put effort into her hair when she was not going anywhere. She strode over to her door and pressed the glowing white button that controlled the door.
"Anakin! What a lovely surprise!" She sung out happily, she hadn't been expecting anyone, but her husband was always welcome. She raised her arms to surround his torso in an embrace but stopped suddenly when her eyes caught a serious look in his own.
"Padmé…" She looked into his eyes and seemed to understand. His deep blue eyes told her everything.
"Oh Anakin…" She held him in a close embrace as he held her. The seconds they held soon turned to minutes and in turn to hours. The strong daylight soon turned to the blackness of night. Not a word was spoken, but they both knew how the other felt.
"I had no other choice." A tear started to roll down Anakin's cheek as his rough voice broke the silence.
Padmé looked up at Anakin, her brown eyes almost full of tears for her husband. "It's alright Anakin, I'm sure this will be fixed soon enough." She gave him a meek smile and he smiled back through the tears. He moved his head downwards and they kissed.
*****
The daylight woke Padmé up from her exhausted slumber. Her hair was standing up and sticking out in a random, messy order as she yawned quietly as to not wake up the sleeping form by her side.
She looked over Anakin's sleeping body rising and falling so peacefully, even though deep down inside of his soul there was a current of love, hate and anger surging violently. He was almost shattered from the Council's decision, well… his decision. But all of his dreams had been shattered for her. Padmé frowned upon this thought as she stare down at his body. She was not worth that.
But it was his decision, and it had already been made. She sighed softly to herself as she rose from the bed and walked to the 'fresher. Perhaps he could still be a hero in this war; there were more battles to be fought and with the attack on Tragurd… Perhaps he could come along and save the day. Perhaps that would convince the Jedi Council to take Anakin back. Padmé smiled to herself as she cleaned herself up, getting ready for the day's activities.
Padmé exited the 'fresher feeling clean, her body enveloped by a white silken robe that wrapped lightly about her figure. She walked into the bedroom once more but this time saw Anakin awake.
He was looking towards the window, out into the vast skyline of Coruscant with a contemplating look upon his face. Padmé was pleased to see him awake once more, but that look upon his face did not make her feel well. The guilt of being his reason for letting is dreams go came back to her. Perhaps if she let him sit quietly for a while he would become better and not contemplative about his choice. Perhaps if she let him remain thinking he would choose to go back to the temple and not give up his dreams… Padmé slowly walked across the floor of the room, trying to not make a single sound as she paced.
"Don't go." His voice startled her slightly as his gaze drifted from the skyline towards Padmé. He sounded calm and composed, as if he knew for sure his decision was correct and no one could change his mind.
"Al–alright." Padmé stood where she had stopped moments before with an almost curious look upon her face. Her voice has stuttered slightly, still being startled by his sudden and coarse voice. She looked at him with love in her eyes, but as if she were expecting an explanation.
"I want to tell you something." He looked at her with slight yearning in his eyes, as if the words that would soon come had been bottled up inside of him for years on end. Padmé took a step forward and then another until she found herself by his side, her deep brown eyes looking into his deep blue ones.
He took her hand and caressed it slightly; he looked at it seeming to memorize the lines that crossed her hand as he sat in the bed. Silence hung in the air as Padmé looked down at Anakin, only helping the silence to continue. It seemed like hours had passed looking at Padmé's hand before he spoke again.
"I just want you to know that, I'll always love you." His eyes moved up to look at her own before continuing. "Nothing can break the love that we have. Not the Jedi, not this war, not even death." He seemed to swallow suddenly at this word as if death was not what he wanted to think about. "I love you with all my heart, and will never leave your side again."
Padmé went to protest, but was stopped by a hand covering her mouth. "I don't want to hear your protests. The Jedi are no longer my life," he looked into her eyes with love, "you are. I've made up my mind. Nothing is more important then you. My dreams are useless; you are all I have now. And I intend on putting everything I have into loving you." The seriousness of his face was broken by a tender smile looking up at Padmé.
But she couldn't allow this to happen. She was… nothing in the scheme of the universe. Anakin had to go back to the Jedi Order, or else… or else… Well she was not quite sure what would happen. But this was illogical! Had he not promised his mother that he would become a Jedi… just for her? Her thoughts were spoken aloud, "But what about your dream of being a Jedi? Your mother would have wanted you to continue with your dreams!" Her voice was full of protest as he looked up at her, his blue pools of love turning angry.
"My mother is dead now. Her opinion has been silenced and it no longer matters." His voice was cold and desolate, almost seeming to change as quickly as the wind, but it soon returned once more to it's loving proportions. "All that matters now is that we are together."
His blue eyes looked up at her with love and a silent suffering. She knew that there was no more arguing with him, for she wanted this as much as he did. She wanted to love him without the Jedi getting in the way. But that was being selfish wasn't it? But looking into his deep blue eyes made her forget all of that and drift down into his arms in a loving embrace.
To Be Continued...
Author's Notes: Yay! I finally got a new chapter up! Hopefully I'll finally get around to adding more to this story, and I promise an interesting action sequence next! And quick question, what do you think of the new formatting? I've discovered that ff.n is being bitchy about the old code I was using, so I tend to go with this format now. What do you think of it? Tell me soon so that I can decide whether to go about changing all of the other chapters into this. ^_^ Please R&R and thanks to all of you that reviewed before!
Flashback
Knock. Knock.
Padmé's door sung out strong and proud. Padmé walked to the door through the sunlight streaming through the windows wondering who it could be. She wasn't expecting anyone, so she was not even dressed in anything impressive to receive guest, wearing only a simple navy blue dress. Her hair was loosely down on her shoulders; she did not want to put effort into her hair when she was not going anywhere. She strode over to her door and pressed the glowing white button that controlled the door.
"Anakin! What a lovely surprise!" She sung out happily, she hadn't been expecting anyone, but her husband was always welcome. She raised her arms to surround his torso in an embrace but stopped suddenly when her eyes caught a serious look in his own.
"Padmé…" She looked into his eyes and seemed to understand. His deep blue eyes told her everything.
"Oh Anakin…" She held him in a close embrace as he held her. The seconds they held soon turned to minutes and in turn to hours. The strong daylight soon turned to the blackness of night. Not a word was spoken, but they both knew how the other felt.
"I had no other choice." A tear started to roll down Anakin's cheek as his rough voice broke the silence.
Padmé looked up at Anakin, her brown eyes almost full of tears for her husband. "It's alright Anakin, I'm sure this will be fixed soon enough." She gave him a meek smile and he smiled back through the tears. He moved his head downwards and they kissed.
The daylight woke Padmé up from her exhausted slumber. Her hair was standing up and sticking out in a random, messy order as she yawned quietly as to not wake up the sleeping form by her side.
She looked over Anakin's sleeping body rising and falling so peacefully, even though deep down inside of his soul there was a current of love, hate and anger surging violently. He was almost shattered from the Council's decision, well… his decision. But all of his dreams had been shattered for her. Padmé frowned upon this thought as she stare down at his body. She was not worth that.
But it was his decision, and it had already been made. She sighed softly to herself as she rose from the bed and walked to the 'fresher. Perhaps he could still be a hero in this war; there were more battles to be fought and with the attack on Tragurd… Perhaps he could come along and save the day. Perhaps that would convince the Jedi Council to take Anakin back. Padmé smiled to herself as she cleaned herself up, getting ready for the day's activities.
Padmé exited the 'fresher feeling clean, her body enveloped by a white silken robe that wrapped lightly about her figure. She walked into the bedroom once more but this time saw Anakin awake.
He was looking towards the window, out into the vast skyline of Coruscant with a contemplating look upon his face. Padmé was pleased to see him awake once more, but that look upon his face did not make her feel well. The guilt of being his reason for letting is dreams go came back to her. Perhaps if she let him sit quietly for a while he would become better and not contemplative about his choice. Perhaps if she let him remain thinking he would choose to go back to the temple and not give up his dreams… Padmé slowly walked across the floor of the room, trying to not make a single sound as she paced.
"Don't go." His voice startled her slightly as his gaze drifted from the skyline towards Padmé. He sounded calm and composed, as if he knew for sure his decision was correct and no one could change his mind.
"Al–alright." Padmé stood where she had stopped moments before with an almost curious look upon her face. Her voice has stuttered slightly, still being startled by his sudden and coarse voice. She looked at him with love in her eyes, but as if she were expecting an explanation.
"I want to tell you something." He looked at her with slight yearning in his eyes, as if the words that would soon come had been bottled up inside of him for years on end. Padmé took a step forward and then another until she found herself by his side, her deep brown eyes looking into his deep blue ones.
He took her hand and caressed it slightly; he looked at it seeming to memorize the lines that crossed her hand as he sat in the bed. Silence hung in the air as Padmé looked down at Anakin, only helping the silence to continue. It seemed like hours had passed looking at Padmé's hand before he spoke again.
"I just want you to know that, I'll always love you." His eyes moved up to look at her own before continuing. "Nothing can break the love that we have. Not the Jedi, not this war, not even death." He seemed to swallow suddenly at this word as if death was not what he wanted to think about. "I love you with all my heart, and will never leave your side again."
Padmé went to protest, but was stopped by a hand covering her mouth. "I don't want to hear your protests. The Jedi are no longer my life," he looked into her eyes with love, "you are. I've made up my mind. Nothing is more important then you. My dreams are useless; you are all I have now. And I intend on putting everything I have into loving you." The seriousness of his face was broken by a tender smile looking up at Padmé.
But she couldn't allow this to happen. She was… nothing in the scheme of the universe. Anakin had to go back to the Jedi Order, or else… or else… Well she was not quite sure what would happen. But this was illogical! Had he not promised his mother that he would become a Jedi… just for her? Her thoughts were spoken aloud, "But what about your dream of being a Jedi? Your mother would have wanted you to continue with your dreams!" Her voice was full of protest as he looked up at her, his blue pools of love turning angry.
"My mother is dead now. Her opinion has been silenced and it no longer matters." His voice was cold and desolate, almost seeming to change as quickly as the wind, but it soon returned once more to it's loving proportions. "All that matters now is that we are together."
His blue eyes looked up at her with love and a silent suffering. She knew that there was no more arguing with him, for she wanted this as much as he did. She wanted to love him without the Jedi getting in the way. But that was being selfish wasn't it? But looking into his deep blue eyes made her forget all of that and drift down into his arms in a loving embrace.
Author's Notes: Yay! I finally got a new chapter up! Hopefully I'll finally get around to adding more to this story, and I promise an interesting action sequence next! And quick question, what do you think of the new formatting? I've discovered that ff.n is being bitchy about the old code I was using, so I tend to go with this format now. What do you think of it? Tell me soon so that I can decide whether to go about changing all of the other chapters into this. ^_^ Please R&R and thanks to all of you that reviewed before!