They were finally back at Padmé's beloved retreat in Varykino, Naboo. The air was crisp and the breeze blew softly on her face as she stood on the balcony. She was glad Anakin was with her. She would have never came back if he hadn't come. She leaned on the railing breathing the cool mist coming of the lake.
Anakin walked out onto the balcony, putting his arms around Padmé's waist, resting his head on her shoulder.
"How are you?"
Anakin asked, burying his face in her neck lovingly.
"Perfect,
now that you're here," Padmé replied, smiling beamingly.
She put her hand on the back of his head, letting him gently kiss her
neck.
"Good," Anakin said, smiling back at her. She was
still a little shaken up and nervous, but otherwise she was fine. She
just didn't want anything to happen to Anakin.
"Does Obi Wan know you're here?" Padmé asked, not knowing if that question would get Anakin mad or not. Anakin sighed.
"No, and to tell you the truth, I couldn't care less about him," he replied, no distinctive emotion in his voice. Padmé nodded lightly, directing her eyes to the lake again. "Are you sure you're okay?" Anakin asked again, sensing that she was a little shaken still. Padmé leaned her head on his.
"I just don't want anything to happen to you," she said, her loose robe flapping gently in the breeze. Anakin chuckled.
"Don't worry about me," he said, gently pulling her robe down over her shoulder, exposing her bare skin. He softly kissed her shoulder, carressing it with his lips. She closed her eyes, savouring his every touch. Padmé felt so safe in that instant. She knew in that moment that they would be together forever. (A/N: That's so sad, because we all know what happens in the end) Anakin's fingertips traced a line from her collarbone down to her navel, where his fingers did a little dance, tickling Padmé. She giggled softly. She brought her hand up to her neck, stroking the emblem that hung about it.
"You still have this?" Anakin said, touching the Japor Snippet with a tinge of pride. Their hands met.
"Of course," she said, their fingers interlacing gently. "It's a constant reminder. You loved me when you were young, and--"
"I still do," Anakin finished for her. He kissed her shoulder once more, then replaced her robe back on it. Padmé turned to face him. "I hate to do it, but the Jedi Council has insisted I come back to be debriefed from the mission," he said, sadness in his eyes. Padmé's face fell.
"I know," she said, her head lowering slightly. Anakin put a finger on her chin, lifting her head to face his.
"Hey, don't worry. I'll be back soon," he said, his eyes promising her. Padmé nodded. Anakin gave her a quick kiss and with that, he was gone.
