DISCLAIMER: see chapter one

A/N: Hi all, well I just felt so guilty about not getting the last update up so late I thought I would post a little early. I have been replaying the Obi/Padme scenes from ROTS over and over in my head; they make me sigh…man alive Ewan was so unbelievably sexy in that movie! …ANYWAY back on track (before my mind rests permanently in that proverbial gutter… here is the next chapter, I hope you all enjoy! Thank you so much! RaeAnne

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Obi-Wan we are pleased that you have kept the Queen safe thus far. With the apprehension of the assassins Jedi presence is no longer required…"

I knew that was coming, but I feel my heart drop anyway.

"But the Queen's term ends in less than a week so we've spoken with the Senate and they have agreed to let Amidala come and stand in till her official term starts, so we would like you to stay and escort Amidala to Coruscant," the holograph image of Master Windu speaks coolly.

"I under stand, Master Windu, and I will do that," I answer feeling almost giddy, a few more days are better then none.

"Very good…"

"I am staying!" I announce returning from the large entertaining hall where I had transmitted.

"What really, how long?" Padme laughs sitting on the bench at the foot of her bed, changed from her nightgown to her everyday dress.

"Till the end of the week…" I relate my conversation with council.

"It isn't long, but it's certainly better the alternative," she smiles putting her arms around my neck, laying her head against my chest.

"Agreed, do you still want to marry me?" I ask softly, circling her tiny waist with my hands.

"I do very much."

"Good, then let's do it before we leave," I pull straight my shoulders, setting my resolve. She just laughs kissing my cheek.

Two days have passed and preparations for a small ceremony have been planned.

Can we do this? This won't be an easy path to walk, so many people to defy, to deceive.

The one I fear hurting the most is my padawan. I know he thinks he is in love with Padme; I know that he cares deeply. If he were to find out, how would I ever explain how it was okay for me to love, love the woman he supposedly loves none the less, but not for him? How could I ever explain that?

The trials Qui-Gon spoke of, surely this can't be one of them? Can it? One step at a time, I am making my own path, a path with the love of my life. This is my path; this is Padme's and my path.

In a few hours we will be married, the thought still gives me a chill. I have spent most the morning in mediation, seeking the guidance of the Force. Paddy spent some time with me too. I have found a great friend and ally in Paddy Accu. He is wise, and he has helped me find equal ground between my love Padme and loyalty to the Order.

There is one task left for me to do before the ceremony. I hope Jannsen has it done, two days is not a long time.

I have commissioned Jannsen, an elderly jeweler Padme told me about a while back to create something special for today.

He lives on the island Padme and her friends used to swim to when they staid here during the summer, he would craft little bobbles for them from colored glass. I thought she would appreciate that I sought him out to do this special thing for her.

"There you are Obi-Wan, I've just finished it," Jannsen greats me at the door to his home.

"Thank you so much, I know it will mean so much to Padme that you have done this," I follow him into his crudely constructed, but homey…home.

"Well your idea was wonderful, very creative… I used to make matching ring sets for couples…but I know that is out of the question in this case," he pauses pulling a small cloth from his pocket.

I would have loved to have the rings, though overly traditions and rarely used now by couples I have always like the outward sign of one's commitment to their spouse, but as Jannsen stated, it is completely out of the question.

"There, what do you think? Nice, ey?"

I can only nod, it is perfect. Just as I had envisioned, a large flawless tear drop shaped diamond hung gracefully from a silver chain, around the diamond two semi-heavy strands weave and cross about in an ornate pattern. One strand is platinum and the other a black gold, both from right here on Naboo. If one looks closely, you can see that the strands wove together on the side that is to hang against the wearers' skin the letters OWPK carefully twisted into the pattern. This being Jannsen's idea.

"I can't thank you enough, this is just wonderful," I choke on my words, feeling slightly stupid for being that way about a necklace, but the though of my wife wearing this, well I can hardly believe it.

"You're welcome, I know that you and Padme will have a long and happy life together, the Queen deserves to have all the happiness she can get."

I couldn't agree more.

I stand on her balcony waiting. Our wedding will take place in these moments Padme once described as 'stolen', between the suns set and the moons rise. She also once issued a Queenly proclamation securing this time as ours; tonight we will seal the deal with eternity lasting vows.

Paddy Accu will officiate and Jannsen will stand witness.

Here she comes. I can't breathe, can't move. She is heaven walking on earth I swear; there aren't words enough in the galaxy to describe her. I can't believe that this woman is marrying…me.

Her wedding dress looks to be the dress she wore seven years ago when she truly penetrated my heart, only modified. Gone is the collar of white and the feathery train, now replaced with a cape of long white materiel attached at her shoulders, the soft wind making it billow behind her. Her hair flows freely, the way I like it best, pulled away from her face and intertwined with the fragrant roses from her garden.

Seven years ago she wore this dress to unite her world, today she wears it our union.

The setting suns pink and purple light wrap around her lighting her up as she comes through the double doors, the lace curtains rippling around her, as if, she had descended from the clouds. Her smile is big and perfect, her love flows.

She blushes slightly offering her hand to me as she nears. Her grip is warm and firm.

We face Paddy, we face our future, our joys, our hardships, and we face it all together. We were brought together those few years ago, that encounter echoing on, our every action leading us to this moment. Our fates intertwined, the Order may not approve, but the Force help us, this is meant to be!

"I do."

"I do."

It's done; I am bursting with joy with love. She is mine, no man, no mountain, no ocean, or space shall separate us.

I lean in, she leans up, and our lips meet in an explosion of love, of desire, of passion. She is my wife!

"I have something for you," I grin once we are alone in the bedroom. I take the small velvet pouch from the pocket of my robe.

"Jannsen made it…I came up with the design though," I grin anxiously taking the necklace out.

She gasps, hand over her mouth, "Oh Obi-Wan…"

I hold it up letting the diamond catch the light, rainbow reflections dance on the wall.

"The platinum strand represents you…the black one me, they intertwine, no end to be found, just as our love, just as our lives have now been forever woven together. The tear drop diamond is just for that, our tears, whether for joy or sadness because we will be together for it all. I wanted to give you a ring, but that was impossible. This necklace will be a reminder of today, of our love forever. Wear it close to your heart and no matter what, no matter where we are you can see this and know that I love you…"

She is crying, and though she seems to be trying to saying something every time she tries, she just cries harder…I hope that is a good thing.

My hands shake as I put the necklace on her; I watch it fall perfectly in valley just between her breasts.

"Oh Obi-Wan, I…I—love you," she whispers tears still coming in a steady stream.

I kiss away the salty tears and smile, "There is one other thing, Jannsen thought of it," I reach to turn the diamond so she can see the side that falls against her skin.

"Obi-Wan and Padme Kenobi…" I breathe in her ear, "Husband and wife." I feel her tremble.

"I love you," she declares putting her hands of my face pulling it to meet hers, "Say it again…" she grins before our lips meet.

"Mr. and Mrs. Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padme Kenobi…my wife." I say between kisses.

We revel in each other, there is no shyness in her like I had expected, only hunger.

"I want…to…be closer…to you, I want to…" I murmur, my mouth getting lost in all the delicate places along her neck, her shoulders.

"I know, I want…I want you too…" I feel her quake, she is trembling all over.

"Honey, are you okay?" I breathe shallowly, my pulse out of control.

"Yes…it's just I've never…" she blushes weight shifting from foot to foot, and her face a shade of scarlet I have never seen.

"Oh baby neither have I…Jedi remember?" I pull into a hug.

She laughs the tension falling away.

"We'll take it slow, I want to discover all of you," my voice is low and gravelly with desire.

She nods into my shoulder then silently turns her back to me, pulling her hair over her shoulder, "Help me?" she casts a glance up at me, her eyes burning with desire.

My hands are remarkably steady as I undo her dress. She leans back into my hands body curving into mine, "Obi-Wan," she moans breathlessly.

Her dress falls; she turns to face me, just in her under garments and shinning necklace.

"You are so beautiful…" I let my gaze caress her as it moves from her toes up.

I reach out scooping her up, she giggles as I carry her to the bed of cool blue, reminding me of both water…and sky.

Laying her down, I take a moment just savoring, kneeling at the foot of bed, my knees on either side of her.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her body nearly vibrating. I put my palms on either side of her, feeling the satin sheets, I grin leaning over her, my eyes meet hers, "I love you more then life," I kiss her lips. She moans deeply, lips parting…Yes, this is love…how did I ever survive without it?

A/N:

History2: Thank you :-) I agree there should be tons of Obidala stories out there, there is so much potential…and Obi-Wan is hot so you would think that would entice a few more… :-) Thank you for the great review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

SuP3R G1R: I too hate Anakin, I have since episode two as I have stressed before…Episode three just cemented my feelings even more. I hated him so much I was nearly screaming at the movie screen while watching it! If it wasn't I was holding out for Obi-Wan to kick his butt he would have ended up with XL cup of diet Pepsi and a tub on popcorn drooling down his sexy abs and wicked grin…I had felt sorry for the guy (a little bit, but not much) but then when he did the request thingy for the Emperor I lost it…just proved he was pure evil.

I love your theory, and would so love for your dad to be right about Obi-Wan being the father…that would be so great. I am glad that you liked the chapter and I hope you did this one as well!

ScrwetheJediCode786: There is a word for Anakin…evil, but that is my word :-) LoL doesn't mean he isn't ever so sexy in the beginning of III…I just happen to hate the guy with a passion and love Obi-Wan dearly, lol,

I hope you got your stories updated, death threats can be a very nasty thing…terrible to get out of the carpets LoL thanks for the review!

TheAmazingTecnocolorRingWraith: I am glad that you are happy! I too love it when people write Obi-Wan and Padme marriages, makes my heart happy.

Yes, I write in advance…now anyways. My first chaptered story I wrote for was called Butterfly, and was an L&O: SVU/ Profiler crossover, and I wrote it as I went along…it was possibly the most stressful thing I have ever done! I had so many plot lines going every which way, I had just a mess, so I now make a point to have at least a good amount either on paper on the computer and a set image in my mind of what I want…before I start to post.

I also have a paper copy of most every story I have ever written, I love typing but there is just something about pen and paper that just gets my mind going…I also lost several chapters (which would have finished the story…the second chaptered story I had written for when my computer crashed, so I like to write in advanced and I like to have back ups. This story has just been pouring out, I haven't been able to stop writing it, and I have never had a story come as easily as this one has…the ideas anyway :-)

Thanks for reading!

sir-writes-alot: I watched the movie with bated breath, and the scene towards the end with them in the ship…it made my heart break, I had so much dialogue running in my mind, I was thinking about the unvoiced emotions I was just sure I could read in their expressions…I about cried. Their scenes were too few for me, but the ones there were really packed a punch. Thanks for reading (and thinking of my story lol) :-)

abcabc (anon): LoL I question my sanity when ever I read, or write a fanfic for that matter, I will be writing or reading and crying so hard I can barely see the screen…the talented writers here on are amazing, I enjoy reading the stories here so much! I am just so glad that I am not the only out there and sees beyond what they put on the TV, movie, or book, and that I am not the only one that gets emotionally involved :-)

Yeah, III made my heart ache, thru whole thing I was either on the verge of tears or ready to jump into the movie and kill Anakin! Him in the Jedi temple just made me irate! When he went into the Council chambers…I could have force choked him myself…oh he made me livid! Obi-Wan, I felt so bad for him! And yes "You were my brother…I loved you" made me want slap Anakin for hurting Obi and it also made me want to hug Obi-Wan and say 'I LOVE YOU!'… (and not like a brother, or a sister… lol).

I am looking forward to the DVD and there better be some good extended and/or deleted Obi-Wan Padme scenes in there…mmm. And Hayden, don't get me started! Yes, I gave a little gasp when he was tossing and turning in those sheets…But then again I gave that same reaction when Obi-Wan stood leaning in the door way of the bus looking transport thing with his arms folded and that so sexy, make your heart flutter, send you to your knees voice! I about swooned right there in the movie theater…hmm he is fine!

Ya know, I think I am a damsel in distress right now…do you think they have a Obi-Wan/Anakin (good Anakin) signal, like Batman and Robin do? Hmm, I will have to look into that… lol ;-)

sassy-satine: Always first with a review and I appreciate it so much! I am glad that I wasn't the only one that saw it, I tend to look for what isn't always there, just to appease my never ending appetite for Obi-Wan Padme romance. I think they could have really played it up, it would have made Anakin's anger towards Obi-Wan a little more…I don't know, I guess understandable? I'm not sure of the word I am looking for, but for Anakin to turn on his master, the one he had apologized to not so long before for being prideful and all that, I would have thought they could have played his fear of Padme and Obi a little more.

There wasn't an image I held my breath longer for then the one of Obi-Wan standing at the top of the exit ramp of Padme's ship hands on his hips, then coming down and telling Anakin "You did that yourself" about turning Padme. That whole scene was so pulse jumping… "Let her go Anakin…" that firm statement, the obvious conflict, it was an emotional scene.

They kiss; they get married…now comes the messy part…I have to bring Anakin back into play :-( grr, but oh well…there is plenty of kissing to come! Thanks for reading!