Chapter two

She told me to meet her here. But she has not come yet. Suppose...suppose Anakin found out? Would he hurt her? If Padme got hurt I'd never forgive myself. If he hurt her, I'd, I'd kill him.

"Master Obi-Wan. So glad you could make it. I apologize for being late." Padme said just as she walked over to him. "I was...detained." Obi notice her pull down her sleeve as far is it would go. But he could also see a gash was running farther down her arm so she could not hide it.

"Padme! Are you hurt what happened?" Obi-Wan grabbed her arm. She pulled away from him.

"Oh nothing." Tears pricked her eyes. Obi could tell that that was nothing was the incorrect answer.

"I...I made him angry," she moaned.

"Jedi do not get angry."

"Jedi do not fall in love."

"Do you love him? Anakin that is?"

"Of course! He is my heart's desire. Why do you ask, Obi-Wan?"

"No reason. But why did you ask me here? And in the middle of the night?"

"Do you not know? And I thought you were a Jedi." And with that she kissed passionately. Obi's mind filled with thoughts of her brilliance. When, finally, Padme pulled away, Obi-Wan's mind turned from love to confusion.

"Padme...? What about Anakin...? Why, why, are you doing this?"

"Obi-Wan I've have watched you. And now my life has been fulfilled." Her hands dropped. "Anakin isn't here, is he? He doesn't need to know."

"OH YES HE DOES!" A shattering squeal shook the night. Padme and Obi looked up together.

"Anakin?"