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:Chapter Three – The Picnic:

Naboo – 6.58pm. Lake Countryside.

Obi-Wan stood watching as Padme and Anakin walked barefoot along the beach. Padme seemed to be busy talking about their children whilst Anakin listening quietly. He did not interrupt like he always seemed to do before the incident. The Jedi master looked towards the border, the sun was near setting and he could smell the food being prepared in the kitchens behind him. "Uncle Obi-Wan?"

He looked down; young Luke was tugging at his cloak. "Yes?" he asked kneeling on one knee so he was about the child's height. "What happened to my Daddy?"

"He was hurt"

"Who would want to hurt my Daddy?"

"Luke, some people only hurt other people because they have to defend themselves"

"Defend?" Luke gave him a puzzled look.

"Stop others form hurting them"

"Daddy tried to hurt someone?"

"Yes, he tried to hurt someone who loved him very much…"

"Oh…"

"Why don't you go see what your sister is up to?" suggested Obi-Wan, Luke seemed to ponder on the idea before giving him a quick 'ok' and running back indoors. Standing up straight, Obi-Wan quickly spotted the couple not far off, they had turned around and were walking back towards where the Jedi stood, waiting ever patiently.

Everyone gathered in the dining room and Luke swayed away from his father and sat opposite Obi-Wan. "Sit next to me Daddy!" Leia begged, tugging at Anakin's hand. "Okay" Anakin said smiled warmly at her. Once they had all been seated the food arrived. "Have you tried Gurna Fish Stew Master Kenobi?" Padme asked as the steaming pot was placed in the middle of the table. "No, I can't say I have" Obi-Wan replied.

"It's a delicacy of the Royal Hall of Naboo" she fixed her gaze on her husband, "Ani used to love it…"

"Can we go to the fields by the Aeda Falls? Can we have a picnic? Please?" Leia looked expectantly at her mother.

Padme sighed, "Leia honey you're tutor is coming back to teach you tomorrow"

"Oh but it's been so long since we went there, please? Daddy you'll want to go right?"

There was a silence. Everyone was looking at Anakin who looked down quietly; "I…I don't know…"

"Oh Daddy please! It's really pretty up there!"

"You're making fun of me…"

More memories, Anakin closed his eyes and listened to the voices. There were birds also, and the sound of a roaring waterfall in the distance.

"Nah; I'd be much to scared to tease a senator…"

"Anakin? Are you alright?" Obi-Wan.

He snapped back into reality. Everyone was still looking at him, his daughter with pleading eyes. "I think it'll be a good idea" he said, "And I'm fine master, trust me." There was another silence as Obi-Wan and Padme exchanged glances, hopeful glances. "Did I say something wrong?" Anakin asked. No, his memory wasn't back. Padme looked down, her hopes leaving her instantly. He hadn't even realized what he said, he only looked at his un-touched food and began to eat.

Naboo – 11:32am. Aeda Falls.

Three adults sitting in the grass. Two talking busily, the other watching two young children chase a white butterfly over to a gathering of small trees.

"That was where I fist met you; a little slave boy with big dreams. I liked you the instant I met you, I could see you were kind…un-selfish…"

"And I must of seen what a beautiful and intelligent young woman you where" Anakin said smiling at her, "What about my parents?" Obi-Wan turned back to face the two, the subject of Anakin's mother and the sand people was one they had hoped to avoid. A rather foolish hope it was, it was no doubt he'd ask about his parentage.

"You were conceived by the force, your mother became pregnant with you without a father" Obi-Wan said.

"How is that possible?"

"The will of the force Anakin, you were, you are the Chosen One"

"Chosen One?"

"The Jedi prophecy foretold about a child conceived by the Force itself, you Anakin are that child. My master saw it and was able to free you. But sadly not your mother…You are the only human capable of competing in the dangerous sport called Pod racing…"

"Feel, don't think – Use your instincts"

"What became of my mother?"

Padme took Anakin's hand, "She died…in your arms. She was tortured by Tusken Raiders…she didn't survive…"

Anakin looked down at his lap, emotions running high, it showed in his face. The two exchanged worried glances as he bit his bottom lip, suddenly becoming haunted by a familiar angry voice.

"They're like animals! And I slaughtered them like animals! And not just the men! The women! And the children too! I HATE THEM!"

Anakin closed his eyes, trying to push the angry voice out of his mind. Should he be angry? He couldn't grieve; he couldn't remember her. He was on the verge of tears. Padme and Obi-Wan could see it, Padme moved close to her husband and put a hand on his shoulder. Obi-Wan looked at him sympathetically, he knew telling him a Jedi should control his emotions was not going to help. "Anakin you don't need to be so brave…"

"How can I feel for someone I don't remember!"

Padme cuddled up against him and held him close. "Shhh, Ani don't; we're here to enjoy ourselves. Please don't yell, the children--"

"Mom? Dad?"

The twins were standing there staring, "It's okay kids, Daddy's just having a bit of a rough time"

Leia put down her doll and went over her father, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, "Don't cry Daddy"

Anakin pulled Leia into a hug. His little girl, he must of been happy when he found out Padme was pregnant.

Naboo – 9:15pm. Lake Countryside.

In the presence of his children, Anakin seemed to forget his worries and concentrated on amusing them; eventually wearing himself out. Tired, they all returned for a light dinner before Anakin and the twins all crashed out. The sun had nearly disappeared and Obi-Wan and Padme were standing no the beach.

"When I see him sleeping, I'm always afraid he might go back to the way he was" Padme said smudging her toes in the sand.

"He was only like that because he received…wounds"

"Obi-Wan have you talked to anyone about it?"

"I see no reason to Senator…"

"You have been traumatized by the incident as much and Anakin and I have"

"You must trust me when I say that I am quiet alright with it"

Padme looked down, "I'm glad he survived it; not many people can survive something like that…"

"Yes, Anakin is unique"

"The drop was seven stories" Padme said, "Good night Master Jedi"

Well? Personally I'm a bit worried about this chapter, I must admit. So please R&R!