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Eight hours left, Padme thought to herself. She had finally fallen asleep a few hours after calming Obi-Wan. He was still now; so still that it scared her. Only the gentle rise and fall of his chest let her know that he was alive. She sat by his side always, only leaving it to do things that needed done, like eating and using the 'fresher. He had begun to sweat badly, and she took a cool, moist cloth and placed it on his forehead.
Four hours left until I lose the only friend I have, she thought again. Obi-Wan was sinking deeper and deeper away from her. He hadn't awakened since two hours earlier, and even that was just a delirious few moments. Her eyes began to tear. *How could I let this happen to him?* she wondered. *He's not supposed to die, he just can't*. She stood up and walked out of the room, feeling the need to cry. She did so, then found herself staring up at his window. She then felt the sudden urge to climb up there, but resisted it. Instead, she went to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. She sighed as she sat and began to eat the food, which she did not even taste. She couldn't help but think that she would go back in that room and find Obi-Wan dead.
She finished her snack and reluctantly went back into her room. Obi-Wan was in the same state she had left him in, but it did not reassure her. She suddenly found herself very tired so she went to his cot on the floor. She groaned as she lowered herself onto it, but fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the thin pillow.
She was awakened by someone gently shaking her. She groaned and wrenched her eyes open. "Obi-Wan?" she asked groggily.
"No, Padme. We're here. It's Sabe!"
"Sabe!" Padme sat up as fast as she could, resulting in a dizzy spell. Eritae helped her to her feet, then supported her.
"We already gave the antidose to Obi-Wan, m'lady. All we can do now is wait." Eritae said.
"How long did it take you to get here?"
"Only about twenty hours. We found a pilot with a very fast ship, much faster than we thought possible. He did cost a lot though."
Padme smiled sadly. "I will repay you. But thank you for coming."
"You don't have to repay us, Padme. It was the least we could do after all the Jedi have done for us." Sabe said.
Padme nodded, then turned to Eritae, who was still supporting her. "I want to see him."
"There is no difference yet, m'lady. It may be a few hours before anything is evident." Eritae answered.
Padme sighed. "Very well then." She turned to her former handmaidens. "Thank you, with all my heart."
Sabe smiled. "No problem, m'lady." She turned and looked at Eritae for a moment. "Though I am also terribly sorry." She looked down at the floor.
Padme looked from her to Eritae. "What? What has happened?"
Eritae studied the floor before turning back to Padme. "They found your mother."
Padme held back a gasp. "My mother? What have they done to her?"
"She was caught in a group of people supporting the Republic. She was captured, but the others were...they were lined up and shot."
Padme looked at the ground as well, tears welling up in her eyes. "Is she alive?"
Eritae shook her head. "I don't know."
Padme nodded and walked into her room. Sabe started after her, but Eritae laid a hand on her arm. "No. Let her deal with it on her own. I fear we may do more harm than good."
"How could comfort not do good for her?"
"She'll find comfort. Now come, help me get the rest of the supplies from the ship."
Eight hours left, Padme thought to herself. She had finally fallen asleep a few hours after calming Obi-Wan. He was still now; so still that it scared her. Only the gentle rise and fall of his chest let her know that he was alive. She sat by his side always, only leaving it to do things that needed done, like eating and using the 'fresher. He had begun to sweat badly, and she took a cool, moist cloth and placed it on his forehead.
Four hours left until I lose the only friend I have, she thought again. Obi-Wan was sinking deeper and deeper away from her. He hadn't awakened since two hours earlier, and even that was just a delirious few moments. Her eyes began to tear. *How could I let this happen to him?* she wondered. *He's not supposed to die, he just can't*. She stood up and walked out of the room, feeling the need to cry. She did so, then found herself staring up at his window. She then felt the sudden urge to climb up there, but resisted it. Instead, she went to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. She sighed as she sat and began to eat the food, which she did not even taste. She couldn't help but think that she would go back in that room and find Obi-Wan dead.
She finished her snack and reluctantly went back into her room. Obi-Wan was in the same state she had left him in, but it did not reassure her. She suddenly found herself very tired so she went to his cot on the floor. She groaned as she lowered herself onto it, but fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the thin pillow.
She was awakened by someone gently shaking her. She groaned and wrenched her eyes open. "Obi-Wan?" she asked groggily.
"No, Padme. We're here. It's Sabe!"
"Sabe!" Padme sat up as fast as she could, resulting in a dizzy spell. Eritae helped her to her feet, then supported her.
"We already gave the antidose to Obi-Wan, m'lady. All we can do now is wait." Eritae said.
"How long did it take you to get here?"
"Only about twenty hours. We found a pilot with a very fast ship, much faster than we thought possible. He did cost a lot though."
Padme smiled sadly. "I will repay you. But thank you for coming."
"You don't have to repay us, Padme. It was the least we could do after all the Jedi have done for us." Sabe said.
Padme nodded, then turned to Eritae, who was still supporting her. "I want to see him."
"There is no difference yet, m'lady. It may be a few hours before anything is evident." Eritae answered.
Padme sighed. "Very well then." She turned to her former handmaidens. "Thank you, with all my heart."
Sabe smiled. "No problem, m'lady." She turned and looked at Eritae for a moment. "Though I am also terribly sorry." She looked down at the floor.
Padme looked from her to Eritae. "What? What has happened?"
Eritae studied the floor before turning back to Padme. "They found your mother."
Padme held back a gasp. "My mother? What have they done to her?"
"She was caught in a group of people supporting the Republic. She was captured, but the others were...they were lined up and shot."
Padme looked at the ground as well, tears welling up in her eyes. "Is she alive?"
Eritae shook her head. "I don't know."
Padme nodded and walked into her room. Sabe started after her, but Eritae laid a hand on her arm. "No. Let her deal with it on her own. I fear we may do more harm than good."
"How could comfort not do good for her?"
"She'll find comfort. Now come, help me get the rest of the supplies from the ship."