I know I haven't updated in awhile, but I didn't know which direction I was going to go with the story. Finished. Tell me what you think of the last chapter.

Those same dreams haunted him every night, but they became ever more vivid. The night after his original dream, it changed from his mother to Adana. She was going to die, and she knew it, so she was contacting him. The whole week, her health deteriorated and then got better, only to deteriorate again.

She had not come out of her coma for the entire week, and hope was fading fast. He had gone to get some dinner from the Hospital cafeteria, and was now on his way back up, the tray of food in his hands. He got sympathetic looks from most of the healers that worked in ICU. He opened the door and pushed it open with his back, and then when he turned around he dropped the tray on the floor. Adana was awake.

"Oh my gods!" He said, barely audible. He rushed over to her side, ignoring the spilt food. He caressed her face as he knelt down beside the bed.

"Ani." She smiled. She was whispering.

"I'm so glad you're awake, the healers were beginning to think you wouldn't wake up and I was having the most terrible."

She put her finger on his lips. "I know."

"What?"

"I came to you in your dreams. Originally, I posed as your mother, but then I felt like you should at least see me. I…I didn't think I was going to wake up, so I didn't want you to be surprised."

"Well, you're going to be fine now."

"Ani, I'm dying."

"No. No." He shook his head, denying the truth.

"Yes. Ani, I'm dying, there's nothing you can do to stop it."

"Don't say that."

"Ani, promise me something?" Tears were welling up in both of their eyes. All Anakin managed to do was nod, his chin quivering.

"Promise me you'll tell her you love her. Promise me that you will not let me hold you back from having a happy life."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Promise me you will tell Padme that you love her. Just tell her. Don't let memories of me hold you back."

"I only love you."

"Promise me. Please."

He nodded, tears falling freely.

"Anakin…"She made a strange noise, and then a last breath left her lips.

"No. Adana, no." A machine that was connected to her made a loud beeping noise. In rushed healers, who did everything they could to keep her alive, but then one of the healers muttered a time and they slid the blanket over her head. When they went to take her away, Anakin stopped them.

"Master Jedi, we must transfer her to Coruscant."

"Not yet. Just give me five minutes." The healer nodded and signaled for the rest of the healers to leave the room.

When the door shut, Anakin slid the blanket off her face to gaze upon it one more time, before the traditional Jedi funeral. It was lifeless and pale, almost unreal. Her blue eyes were open, but lacked the usual fire that they once held. As he stared into her eyes, he wanted to believe that she was just asleep, but knew that it was not true. He remembered the promise he had made to her. He had promised that he would confess his love for Padme and not let memories of her keep him from living happily.

"I miss you." He muttered softly before planting a soft farewell kiss in her forehead.

The End

Sorry it wasn't a happy ending, but who said life was full of them. Although, there may just be a sequel...;p