Padme wakes up, sweat drenching her body. Her heart is beating so much she has trouble sitting up. One of her servants comes in.
"Milady are you alright? You were screaming. One might have thought Darth Vader was in this room right this instant trying to attack you. You know how dangerous it is nowadays with him trying to find you."
"Yes, I understand Bruu. Of all the people, I should know that the best. It was just a dream Bruu. The same one I get every night. But it was only a dream, nothing more."
Padme instantly thought of the dreams that Anakin used to get when his mother was captured by the Tuscan raiders. But his were true because he had the Force and could prophesize. She didn't. So that meant that these dreams meant nothing. But she couldn't help herself. She kept having these nagging feelings in the back of her head, these feelings that kept telling her that she should just face her husband instead of being locked up and hiding from him. She knew with all her heart that she would rather be dead then not being with him. But she decided not to think about it, she needed some rest…
"Well thank you Bruu for checking in on me. And thank you for the water and pills."
Bruu handed her a tray holding a glass of water and two tiny white pills sitting next to it.
"You're a great help," and smiled encouragingly.
"Why you're welcome Milady. Sleep well." And with that Bruu left the room.
Padme knew the pills did not matter. She wouldn't be able to go to sleep for a while…
She decided that she would have to face the facts sooner or later. She couldn't keep hiding from what fate had in store for her and Anakin. Padme decided that since she wouldn't be sleeping soon, she'd reminisce on what had occurred during the last two years…
After Padme gave birth to her two baby twins Luke and Leia, the council had decided to fake Padme's death because they believed her to be in danger. They knew that if Vader had thought her to be alive he would try to reclaim her, and now being on the dark side of the force, try to kill her. They also knew that he wouldn't believe them if the council had just told him that she was dead, so they recreated her body and placed "her" in a coffin. This lie worked for a little while, and Padme was believed to be safe. What the council didn't know, was that Padme still kept the bond between herself and her husband, so that he knew where she was. He knew that she was still alive, but luckily he didn't know where. Until now. The council had informed her not long ago that Darth Vader was after her. It was only a matter of time before she was his…
At times she would just think of giving herself up to him, and she was very close to doing so, but thankfully, one of her servants stopped her and brought her back on track. But the idea was still very persistent in her mind. In her heart she still felt that her Ani would never hurt her. He promised her that he would always protect her, that he would never hurt her. She still loved him no matter what, and she knew that he still had to love her. He had to…She still had a reason for living if she knew that Anakin still loved her.
"Well," feeling more hopeful then ever, "I need my beauty sleep." Padme laughed to herself because she knew that the only person she would ever try to look beautiful for was Ani. No one else mattered to her.
Author: Sorry that the chapters are so short... Like it so far? Hope so. It'll get better. I promise. If the story's a bit cliche, eh, i couldn't help it. I love all that mushy stuff. It makes my heart beat. smiles.