A/N-This chapter starts up right were chapter 6 stopped. I changed the
rating to PG13 because of some stuff in the next chapter, its not much, but
I figured better safe then sorry. Oh and I happened to come across the
Episode 2 script while searching the Internet. If you're as obsessed with
SW as me, e-mail me & I'll send you the link to the site!!! (My email is
JediJessika@fanforce.net)
CHAPTER 7
Padmé and Anakin walked into the house. They checked the front door to see if there was any evidence of a break-in, but the door was still locked as no one had used it that morning.
"I guess no one came in that way," Padmé said. They walked through the living room, checking every window as they went. They headed to the hallway were the bedrooms were located. They checked all these windows also, but there was no apparent sign of forced entry. There were now only two windows they hadn't checked yet, and one of them had to be the way the intruder came in. The couple came out of their bedroom and went into the bathroom, the last room before the end of the hallway. This window was too small for anyone to fit through. Anakin led the way out of the bathroom and towards the end of the hall. Padmé examined the window and reported that this window looked as if it hadn't been touched last night.
As they were about to turn around, Anakin noticed a certain spot on the window that when the sun hit it at a certain angle, it gleamed and shimmered more than the rest of the window. "Wait," he commanded. Padmé stopped walking and turned around to see what he was doing. "Look," Anakin said, as he pointed out a tiny one-inch long slit in the glass. Padmé looked hard and, after a few moments, saw the cut, too.
"Annie, no one could have gotten through that," she teased.
"You're right," he told her. "But, they could have gotten through this."
"What are you talking about?" she said. Anakin placed his finger about an inch above the frame and moved it from the bottom right corner, to the top, then to the top left, then down to the bottom left, and back to the bottom right. "What are you doing?" Padmé asked, curiosity in her voice.
"Look closer." Padmé took a few steps closer. Her nose was practically touching the glass. "Do you see it?" Anakin asked.
"No, what am I looking for?"
"There is a slit tinier than the other one. It's barely visible to the naked eye, and its created by a small flying droid, called an Analex droid." He traced the slit again so his wife could see it.
"Ohhh, I think I see it now," she told him.
"An Analex droid is used to cut glass and some metal objects. It put the glass piece it cut out back against the rest of the window and seals it back together once the job is done. In this case, once Tip Willis was in the house. It looks like it didn't have the chance to finish the sealing. The droids are practically silent while working, because they have a sort of.vacuum, which sucks the normally loud sounds it makes right out of the air."
Padmé continued to gaze at the tiny line in the glass. "That's how he got in!" she said excitedly.
"Yeah," Anakin replied. "That's one mystery solved. Now to find who he was working for and what their motive was.
Anakin stood there for a moment, his thoughts dwelling on the previous nights happenings. Padmé walked over and hugged him, trying to reassure him that she was not in much danger at all. At least not with Anakin around, she thought. He'll protect me. They walked back to the yard where Jobal and Ruwee still sat to tell them of their most recent discoveries.
They were shocked and amazed.
"Why would anyone create such a droid?" Jobal asked, referring to the Analex droid.
"They are usually created by bounty hunters with some kind of skills in technology. They are used by these bounty hunters to break into banks and even homes in our case, or they are sold to other bounty hunters and criminals, who use them in the same way," Anakin replied.
Ruwee was impressed by his son-in-law's knowledge of the droid. "How do you know so much?"
"Excuse me?" Anakin replied somewhat confused.
"About the droids and machines and bounty hunters?" Ruwee asked, restating his question more clearly.
He said he picked up bits of his knowledge here and there, especially when he was younger and worked in Watto's shop on Tatooine. He told them how some of it he just learned from various missions and such.
"Tell us more about your past, before you became a Jedi," Jobal requested.
He told them everything, from when he worked for Watto as a slave, leaving his mother when he was just nine years old with Qui-Gon Jinn, to pursue his dreams of becoming a Jedi. He remembered how their daughter had helped him get through the pains of leaving his beloved mother. Ruwee and Jobal sat in awe, not sure what to make of Anakin's past.
"Actually, that was one of the first things Padmé said to me," Anakin told them.
"What was?" Jobal asked, for she had never heard how her daughter and son- in-law met. "Padmé has never really told us in detail how you met her. Just that you met on Tatooine."
"Well, I was nine and a slave of Watto's. I was out working in the junkyard, cleaning I believe, when Watto called me in to watch the store while he tried to sell some items. When I walked in I saw the most beautiful girl in whole galaxy." Padmé blushed. "I asked her if she was an Angel, and she said I was a funny little boy and asked how I knew so much. From that day on I knew I wanted to marry her." Padmé blushed again, not realizing that Anakin's love for her had started on that fateful day they had met.
"That's so sweet!" Jobal exclaimed.
Anakin leaned over and kissed his wife's forehead as Jobal and Ruwee stood up and walked away. "I love you," Anakin whispered in her ear softly.
"I love you, too," Padmé whispered back and then kissed his soft lips for a moment.
Ruwee and Jobal had gone into the kitchen. Ruwee was reading the paper while Jobal made lunch. Jobal stopped to look out the window. She watched Anakin and Padmé kiss each other playfully back and forth, and made a few comments about how the two looked like sweet little lovebirds and how they were perfect for each other. Jobal finally drew herself away from the window and went back to preparing lunch.
A/N- I have to say that this is probably one of my least favorite chapters. The next chapter is my favorite, because so much happens in it! For example-oh wait! I don't want to give it away! I guess you'll have to check back later and read it for yourself. Don't forget to review!
CHAPTER 7
Padmé and Anakin walked into the house. They checked the front door to see if there was any evidence of a break-in, but the door was still locked as no one had used it that morning.
"I guess no one came in that way," Padmé said. They walked through the living room, checking every window as they went. They headed to the hallway were the bedrooms were located. They checked all these windows also, but there was no apparent sign of forced entry. There were now only two windows they hadn't checked yet, and one of them had to be the way the intruder came in. The couple came out of their bedroom and went into the bathroom, the last room before the end of the hallway. This window was too small for anyone to fit through. Anakin led the way out of the bathroom and towards the end of the hall. Padmé examined the window and reported that this window looked as if it hadn't been touched last night.
As they were about to turn around, Anakin noticed a certain spot on the window that when the sun hit it at a certain angle, it gleamed and shimmered more than the rest of the window. "Wait," he commanded. Padmé stopped walking and turned around to see what he was doing. "Look," Anakin said, as he pointed out a tiny one-inch long slit in the glass. Padmé looked hard and, after a few moments, saw the cut, too.
"Annie, no one could have gotten through that," she teased.
"You're right," he told her. "But, they could have gotten through this."
"What are you talking about?" she said. Anakin placed his finger about an inch above the frame and moved it from the bottom right corner, to the top, then to the top left, then down to the bottom left, and back to the bottom right. "What are you doing?" Padmé asked, curiosity in her voice.
"Look closer." Padmé took a few steps closer. Her nose was practically touching the glass. "Do you see it?" Anakin asked.
"No, what am I looking for?"
"There is a slit tinier than the other one. It's barely visible to the naked eye, and its created by a small flying droid, called an Analex droid." He traced the slit again so his wife could see it.
"Ohhh, I think I see it now," she told him.
"An Analex droid is used to cut glass and some metal objects. It put the glass piece it cut out back against the rest of the window and seals it back together once the job is done. In this case, once Tip Willis was in the house. It looks like it didn't have the chance to finish the sealing. The droids are practically silent while working, because they have a sort of.vacuum, which sucks the normally loud sounds it makes right out of the air."
Padmé continued to gaze at the tiny line in the glass. "That's how he got in!" she said excitedly.
"Yeah," Anakin replied. "That's one mystery solved. Now to find who he was working for and what their motive was.
Anakin stood there for a moment, his thoughts dwelling on the previous nights happenings. Padmé walked over and hugged him, trying to reassure him that she was not in much danger at all. At least not with Anakin around, she thought. He'll protect me. They walked back to the yard where Jobal and Ruwee still sat to tell them of their most recent discoveries.
They were shocked and amazed.
"Why would anyone create such a droid?" Jobal asked, referring to the Analex droid.
"They are usually created by bounty hunters with some kind of skills in technology. They are used by these bounty hunters to break into banks and even homes in our case, or they are sold to other bounty hunters and criminals, who use them in the same way," Anakin replied.
Ruwee was impressed by his son-in-law's knowledge of the droid. "How do you know so much?"
"Excuse me?" Anakin replied somewhat confused.
"About the droids and machines and bounty hunters?" Ruwee asked, restating his question more clearly.
He said he picked up bits of his knowledge here and there, especially when he was younger and worked in Watto's shop on Tatooine. He told them how some of it he just learned from various missions and such.
"Tell us more about your past, before you became a Jedi," Jobal requested.
He told them everything, from when he worked for Watto as a slave, leaving his mother when he was just nine years old with Qui-Gon Jinn, to pursue his dreams of becoming a Jedi. He remembered how their daughter had helped him get through the pains of leaving his beloved mother. Ruwee and Jobal sat in awe, not sure what to make of Anakin's past.
"Actually, that was one of the first things Padmé said to me," Anakin told them.
"What was?" Jobal asked, for she had never heard how her daughter and son- in-law met. "Padmé has never really told us in detail how you met her. Just that you met on Tatooine."
"Well, I was nine and a slave of Watto's. I was out working in the junkyard, cleaning I believe, when Watto called me in to watch the store while he tried to sell some items. When I walked in I saw the most beautiful girl in whole galaxy." Padmé blushed. "I asked her if she was an Angel, and she said I was a funny little boy and asked how I knew so much. From that day on I knew I wanted to marry her." Padmé blushed again, not realizing that Anakin's love for her had started on that fateful day they had met.
"That's so sweet!" Jobal exclaimed.
Anakin leaned over and kissed his wife's forehead as Jobal and Ruwee stood up and walked away. "I love you," Anakin whispered in her ear softly.
"I love you, too," Padmé whispered back and then kissed his soft lips for a moment.
Ruwee and Jobal had gone into the kitchen. Ruwee was reading the paper while Jobal made lunch. Jobal stopped to look out the window. She watched Anakin and Padmé kiss each other playfully back and forth, and made a few comments about how the two looked like sweet little lovebirds and how they were perfect for each other. Jobal finally drew herself away from the window and went back to preparing lunch.
A/N- I have to say that this is probably one of my least favorite chapters. The next chapter is my favorite, because so much happens in it! For example-oh wait! I don't want to give it away! I guess you'll have to check back later and read it for yourself. Don't forget to review!