Sorry it took me sooo long to update! I'm not like KD Skywalker unfortunately lol! I spend all my days reading and reviewing instead of writing.
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Padme sat cross-legged on the porch leading to a small garden that lay behind the resort. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, taking in the sweet scent of the various flowers that filled the garden. It was so relaxing…there was a rustling of curtains behind her and she quickly turned to see Anakin Skywalker standing behind her, a rather embarrassed look on his face. "I'm sorry, milady. I didn't know anyone was out here."
Padme smiled in return. "That's alright, Anakin. And you don't need to use formalities with me; after all, I am just a handmaiden right now." She gestured for him to sit beside her.
"I wouldn't mind a little company. Besides, I haven't seen you in awhile and I'd like to 'catch up'." Anakin grinned and sat beside her. "That sounds nice. You go first…do you have a boyfriend yet?" He asked somewhat anxiously.
Padme laughed. "No, I'm too busy for that and besides, I have…." Her voice trailed off, leaving Anakin wondering what she was going to say. She went on, "Well, I don't really have anything interesting to tell you. The only exciting things that have happened are the assassination attempts, of which you know all about."
She sighed. "I'm so sick and tired of running, running, running. Sometimes I just wish I could live a normal life, and then maybe things would be different."
Anakin's chest tightened. He knew exactly how she felt. He loved being a Jedi – it had been his lifetime dream. But as a Jedi, he could never have what he knew in his heart he wanted.
If only there weren't restrictions.
If only love was permitted.
If only Padme could be his.
He shook his head inwardly. They'd already decided that it wouldn't work. And he was NOT going to go through that heartbreaking process again, especially since he knew that Padme wouldn't change her mind. Still, the what if's, what if's, what if's echoed through his mind.
Padme was still speaking. "…my mother and father and…that's about all. Your turn now."
As Anakin began to tell Padme about his promotion to Jedi Knight, she found herself not listening to him, but instead doing the same thing that he had been doing. Wishing about what could have been. A lump rose in her throat as Padme realized it was her fault that they would never take their relationship farther than a mere friendship. If she hadn't given Anakin that whole speech about how it would never work and such, they could be together now. If only…if only…if only...
"My Lord?" The cloaked figure sat on the pilot's seat of his sleek, small spaceship, waiting for the figure of his master, Darth Sidious, to appear over the holo projector. After a brief moment, the flickering image appeared.
"Yes, apprentice?" His voice crackled with age.
"I have just landed my ship on the planet of Alderaan and have located the retreat. When shall I make my move, my lord?"
"Do not be too hasty. Wait until midnight, when their guards are down. That will be the best time to attack. The Jedi will be difficult to take down, so I want you to take the queen for leverage. Threaten that you will kill her if they do not surrender. She will also be useful in bringing young Skywalker over to our cause; he is emotionally connected to her. Remember, at all costs, do not kill him!"
"I will try, but I will do what I must."
Sidious' eyes glowed with anger. He would not tolerate this insolence much longer. Skywalker would be a much better apprentice – would be much more obedient. And in a few short days he would be rid of his current apprentice and be on his way to conquering the galaxy with Skywalker. Time…only a short amount of time.
Darth Tyrannus looked out the window as he ended the transmission. He had fought these Jedi before and had merely injured them. This time he would fight them and kill them.
It was late evening and it was raining outside. Obi-Wan was feeling quite restless. He had spent much of the last two days trying to avoid Sabe. He felt so incredibly stupid for what he had done (or rather, tried to do) and he felt that the best way not to think about it was to avoid Sabe. He hadn't had much of a hard time avoiding her either, seeing how she was doing the exact same thing.
Anakin had been busy with security issues (and with talking to a certain "handmaiden", Obi-Wan had noticed), so Obi-Wan was left with basically nothing to do…which is a very bad thing for one who is trying not to think about certain things. Obi-Wan sighed, staring into his empty glass. Suddenly, he stood; he was sick of this. He was going to talk to Sabe.
He found her in one of the small sitting rooms. She was sitting on a couch, curled up in a ball and was staring intently at a datapad. The glow from the fireplace softened her features, if that was possible. It was such a beautiful picture, Obi-Wan hardly dared to disturb it. He took a small step towards her and cleared his throat. She looked up, startled. "I didn't see you there!" she exclaimed, quickly moving to sit up straight.
Obi-Wan smiled nervously. "I'm sorry, your highness. I didn't mean to startle you. I just – I came here to…." He stopped. What had he come here for? "To talk to you." He finished lamely. She gestured for him to take a seat. "Is something wrong, Master Kenobi?"
"N-no. Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to talk about…well, about…" His voice trailed off.
A small smile crossed Sabe's face. "About the other night?" Obi-Wan nodded, his cheeks flushing red once again. 'He looks gorgeous when he blushes.' She blushed herself when the thought crossed her mind. 'And hopefully he can't read my mind.'
"Don't worry about it, Obi-Wan. You already apologized once and I wasn't offended at all anyway. Besides it's not every day that a Jedi tries to kiss me." They both laughed at her last statement. "If I hadn't been so shocked by it, I probably would have enjoyed it." She nearly laughed again at the shocked look that crossed Obi-Wan's face.
He cleared his throat. "Well then…I'm not so sorry for what happened but I am sorry that you weren't able to enjoy it." 'And that it never completely happened.' He finished in his mind.
She smiled and her eyes suddenly held a faraway look. "You remind me very much of my father." She was silent for a moment and Obi-Wan didn't know what to say. "He…died eleven years ago." She continued. "I suppose you remind me of him because he also was a Jedi."
Obi-Wan's eyes widened as the words registered. "A Jedi! But Jedi aren't allowed to marry!"
"Yes, I know. He and my mother weren't married, but my father was a rule breaker anyway. If my mother hadn't died when I was a small child, I'm sure he would have eventually married her." Sabe smiled wistfully. "I only saw my father a few times in my entire life and the last time I saw him was during the Trade Federation's attack on Naboo. He was killed defending us."
Obi-Wan dared to wonder…'No, it couldn't be.' But he had to make sure. For his sanity's sake. "Did-did your father have a Padawan?"
"Yes, but I don't really remember him. I was too excited about seeing my father to care about him." She laughed. "I don't even remember his name. How sad is that?"
Obi-Wan felt his breaths coming faster and his heart began to speed up as he asked his next question. "What was your father's name?"
"I wasn't supposed to ever tell anybody that my father was a Jedi. Not only for my protection's sake, but also because his reputation as a Jedi could be harmed or even worse…that he'd be expelled from the Order. I suppose, though, that since he's dead, it wouldn't do any harm to tell you." She paused for a moment, as if she was still contemplating on whether to tell Obi-Wan or not. "My father's name – it was Qui-Gon Jinn."
To be continued...
AN: I know nothing amazing (as in an action sequence) happened in this chapter, but I had to set up for what happens next. wink, wink Does that peak your interest? I hope so! Well, tell me what you think!
LESS THAN A MONTH TIL ROTS! I cannot wait...I'm dying. Every time I see a preview, I jump up and down and scream...and the rest of my family looks at me like I'm a freak. Haha!