Summary: When Palpatine sends Darth Vader to deliver him the Skywalker twins, Padmé finds herself on the run from the man she once loved. Ani/Ami
Genre: Romance, Action/Adventure
Pairing: Anakin/Amidala
Disclaimer: SW belongs to George Lucas, all those Extended Universe authors and whoever else I don't know, although I wouldn't mind owning one of those Super Star Destroyers.
Prologue
"Mommy, look at all those colors!" Padmé Amidala Skywalker smiled fondly at her three-year-old son, Luke. "It's pretty," added his twin, Leia.
However, Padmé only smiled wistfully at the setting sun from a balcony of the Naberrie family home in Naboo's Lake Country. She remembered all the times she and Anakin would just stand here and watch silently, even though she spent most of the time trying to pry her lips from his to truly appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of them.
Leia suddenly giggled. Padmé was just looking at her daughter curiously when a strong pair of arms suddenly encircled her waist and jerked her around. She barely had time to identify her visitor before his lips closed onto hers passionately.
"How's my angel?" she heard a familiar voice inside her head whisper.
"Daddy!" yelled the twins as they rushed forward to meet their father.
Breaking off the kiss before she passed out from lack of oxygen, he knelt down and hugged the twins, "Luke! Leia! I hope you haven't caused your mother too much trouble."
"Beside that little episode where some of the books in the library started hurling themselves around the room, not to mention scaring one of the droids so much that he almost burned a few circuits." said Padmé, rolling her eyes, "Nothing much at all."
Anakin looked down at the twins and smiled, "I'm impressed. I've been wanting to shut that annoying droid down for-"
"Anakin!"
He gave her an innocent look.
Padmé just gave a small sigh as she looked at her husband, "I
thought you weren't going to be back for another two weeks."
"I wasn't," Here he grinned, "but the Force wills it."
"Ani, the Jedi Council won't be pleased that you're using the Force
as an excuse to get off work."
"Who cares?" he whispered, nuzzling her neck. His warm breath tickled her ear. "Besides, Angel," he said huskily, "We have a lot to catch up on."
Padmé barely had time to object before he scooped her up into his arms and carried her back in. Giving a small sigh, she just closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into his arms.
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A few months later, Padmé stood at that same spot, only this time there was a difference. This time she knew that Anakin wouldn't be coming back.
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In case you're wondering, no, this isn't a single chapter story.
I just ran out of ideas very, very fast, but I'm working on it! Please
review and tell me what you think so far.