Category: Star Wars / Stargate SG-1 crossover, Humor, Action / Adventure, Drama

Spoilers: Star Wars: Episode 2

Season/Sequel info: Takes place during season 3, after FIAD.

Rating: PG-13

Content Warnings: Anakin angst

Summary: SG-1 make progress on their missions with Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Padme. [Slight Daniel/Padme. Anakin angst.]

Feedback: Feedback is welcome and very much appreciated

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The group on Kamino traveled through the corridors, examining cloning equipment and listening to Prime Minister Thor explain the Kaminoan cloning process, which involved artificial aging. Sam seemed to be interested by the discussion, which consisted of what Colonel O'Neill would consider 'science talk.'

They continued on their tour until they reached the point where they could observe the majority of the clone army. The number of clones milling about surprised Sam and shocked Obi-Wan. Thor informed them that a bounty hunter named Jengo Fett had supplied the DNA for the clones. He had also requested an unaltered clone to raise for himself.

"I should very much like to meet this Jengo Fett," Obi-Wan commented.

"Of course you may speak with him," Thor agreed. "It would be best, however, if your entire party did not accompany you."

"Why not?" O'Neill quickly chimed in.

"You will be visiting him in what is essentially his home. I don't want to alarm him or the boy. I must request that only one or two of you speak with him."

O'Neill started to protest, but before he could speak, Obi-Wan interrupted, "Very well."

Thor took his leave and the tall alien woman escorted them through the corridors to Jengo Fett's quarters.

"Sir, I want to go in," Sam said, walking beside O'Neill.

Surprised, the Colonel asked, "What?"

"I'd like to see the DNA donor and the unaltered clone."

"What on earth for, Carter?"

"Scientific curiosity, Sir."

O'Neill shrugged, "Whatever floats your boat. Go ahead."

Sam nodded as their guide stopped outside one of the many doors in the corridor. "This is where Jengo and Bobba live. Two of you may accompany me inside," she told them once again.

Obi-Wan looked toward the others, "O'Neill?"

The Colonel responded, "Carter's going."

Obi-Wan nodded and the alien woman rang the buzzer. A young boy answered the door and the three followed him as he called out to his father. Sam expected the boy to be older. She knew the Kaminoans aged the other clones, but she hadn't thought they had aged them this much. Movie technology or not, she was still impressed by it and curious to see whether it would work in reality.

As they reached the center of the room, a dark skinned, dark haired man entered through an adjacent door. As he came into view, Sam's breath caught in her throat. She didn't believe what she was seeing.

Introductions were made, then Obi-Wan and Jengo Fett began a tense discussion. Each of them seemed to be sizing up the other, knowing that they were hiding something. Sam stood back silently, not wanting to interfere in the 'showdown'.

They then exited the room having accomplished virtually nothing with Sam still startled about Jengo Fett's appearance.

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Padme entered the dining room to see a dinner table prepared with fruit and drinks for three. A moment later, the young Jedi entered the room. "Are you feeling better?" she asked him.

"Much, M'Lady," he answered, trying to be charming.

She smiled. "I'm relieved. No hard feelings then?"

"None at all." He pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit in it.

"We should wait for Daniel before we begin," she said, taking her seat.

Hearing this, Anakin pushed her chair in harder than he had intended. Startled, Padme looked back at him. Stifling his anger, he smiled at her and stated, "He's out sight seeing. I expect that he won't be back for some time." Anakin walked around the table and took his seat.

"Well, I suppose he won't mind if we begin then."

"Allow me," he said as he used his Jedi powers to lift the fruit from her plate. "If Master Obi-Wan caught me doing this, he'd be very grumpy," he said as he cut the fruit and returned a piece to Padme, which she then caught on her fork.

"Nice trick," Daniel said pleasantly as he entered the room.

"Thanks," Anakin grumbled.

"Daniel, I'm sorry we started eating without you," Padme apologized as she cast an accusing glanced at the young Jedi. "Anakin told me you wouldn't be back for some time."

Not wanting to cause any more hostility between himself and the younger man, Daniel fibbed, "Oh it's all right. I really wasn't sure when I'd be back." He quickly changed the topic. "It's really beautiful out there. It seems so peaceful. You're lucky to have grown up here."

"Thank you. After we eat, I'd love to show you around some more."

"That would be nice. Anakin and I haven't gotten to see much of the area."

"Oh," Padme exclaimed as she remembered the boy was still sitting there, "Yes, Anakin, would you like to join us?"

Anakin did his best to sound pleasant, but the bitterness in his voice began to seep out, "No, thank you, Senator. I think I need some rest for now."

With that, Anakin stood and left the table. He walked quickly to his room and sat down angrily at the desk. He pounded his fists against the top and watched the quill-like pen jump. He picked it up and began to throw it across the room until he saw a stack of paper and decided to begin writing.

"From the moment I met you all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again, I'm in agony. The thought of not being with you is killing me. I can't breathe. You are in my very soul tormenting me. What can I do? I will do anything that you ask."

He neatly folded the letter and wrote the name "Padme" on the outside. He stood up confidently, planning to leave the note on the pillow in his love's room. As he reached his bedroom door, he heard her laughter and for a moment , he pretended that she was laughing at some witty joke he had just told. However, his delusion was quickly broken as he heard Daniel's voice then the door to the cottage close as the two of them exited together.

His hands clenched into fists, crumpling his letter. He threw the crumpled sheet at the wall as he paced near the foot of his bed. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the desk to fling it in the same manner as he had the paper. He grabbed it while screaming and lifted with all his might. He expected it to go flying across the room and smash into the wall. Instead, he nearly ripped his arms out of their sockets as he found that the piece of furniture was securely bolted down. At this, he simply sank to the floor, bawling over both his physical and emotional pains.