"My love works upon the sea, all the ways that grow wild and free, think of the wife's, and the babies that yearn for manner to turn. Sleeping without a soul. Oh you ladies that love wild rose, thank you for the worlds of where a man goes, is mine for only the years, then I'm left on the phone with only my tears."

-1999

Half a month had past, and Obi-Wan was still on Corusant training Anakin at the temple. Things were going fine for him as his young padawan seemed to become more skilled with each passing day.

Also he would be returning to Naboo very soon, just the thought of Padme sent his heart to flutter. He hated being without her, and as each passing day slid by, it came closer to the time their baby would arrive.

He couldn't wait.

In fact, he was off on the side making two surprises for Padme.

He found himself one night after everyone had ate, laying on his bed with his hands behind his head and trying to think of the perfect name for his little girl.

Padme and himself had gone through so many...he wasn't sure what sounded good or not.

But before he left Padme told him to think up one, she wanted him in charge of what their daughter's name would be.

He couldn't wait to hold her, to play with her...to swing her around his arms until she laughed, telling her daddy she was dizzy, and then be held by him.

He was going to be a daddy.

He smiled to himself and counted down the days until he would see his love.

Meanwhile on Naboo, Padme was enjoying life. Her planet seemed safe at the time, and work was getting slow at this peaceful time without any harm.

She spent her time with her people, and the rest with her family...getting ready for her baby.

All ready her mother was starting to plan out the baby's room, and so many kind people of the city sent their best wishes for her child.

She couldn't believe it...she was going to be a mother.

She rubbed her stomach looking over the land in her chambers, night had all ready fallen and the sparking stars were starting to settle in the black velvet sky.

Obi-Wan would be with her soon, she could feel it.

She knew this baby was a blessing, and as long as she was alive she would never not loving it.

Just then there was a knock on the door, she turned.

"Come in."

It was one of her guards.

"My lady, I'm sorry to disturb you at this hour, but there seems to be a man that works on the senate with you that has some very important news."

Padme raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"Would you like to meet him downstairs."

"No, send him here."

"As you wish."

The guard left and seconds later he appeared again.

"My lady, this is Cnye."

The guard stepped aside and a man appeared.

Cnye? Padme tried to remember anyone by the name...but then again the senate was big, as the last time she went was six months ago, before she wad forced to rest here until her baby was born. Which did made her happy, since she met with Chancellor Palpatine, he made her uneasy as he eyed her stomach and asked how Obi-Wan and Anakin were doing...almost as if he knew?

A man appeared, around Obi-Wan's age, and matched his height. He was dressed in black armor slacks, and black armor over his shirt. His face was rough looking and had dark eyes and black hair.

Something about him was off.

"Hello my lady." He took a slight bow, his voice deep.

"Leave us." The guard nodded and left.

"How may I help you...Cnye?"

"Yes, I'm very pleased to meet you...I come from the senate with great news."

"Are you in the senate?"

"I work on the lines my lady."

Padme shut her silk robe more as she walked closer.

"Then what is the news you have brought to me?"

Just then the sound of a loud explosion happened in the courtyards, so sudden Padme screamed and ran to look out the balcony.

It was further towards the hills.

Fire.

What had happened?

She gasped as she saw all of the guards run out and start towards it along with other crowds.

"Oh my God..."

She spun around when Cnye blocked her way and she ran right into him.

His eyes went dead.

Padme looked up at him in panic.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly her heart started to pound and she became scared, something was wrong.

She tried to push past him again when he lashed out and punched her right in the face.

She fell down on the balcony with enough force to make her bite down on her lower lip, enough to draw blood, which she tasted right away and spit.

He was sent to kill her.

The guards...they were gone now, running towards the explosion, he had done it, somehow he had done it.

She tried to crawl away, but he got a handful of her hair and stood her up as she cried out in pain.

He faced her to him, and started to punch her over and over again in the face.

Pain throbbed through her, and when he threw her back into the room, she fell over the glass table, making it shatter. She fell hard on to the carpet and thick pieces of glass, cutting her legs and palms as she turned and tried to make it to the door.

But he was behind her, and he started to kick her, over and over, and over again.

At that exact time, Obi-Wan had arrived on Naboo, he wanted to surprise Padme on his free time and once he got off the loading dock he sense something wrong in the force.

Pain, death, blood.

Padme...Oh God something was wrong with Padme.

So as millions of people ran through the city towards the explosion, Obi-Wan ran in the opposite direction, his legs pumping, and his lungs burning as he ran faster and faster.

He needed to reach her.

Something was wrong, someone was trying to hurt her and the baby...he felt it.

Across the galaxy on Corusant, Master Yoda opened his eyes and looked at Master Mace Windu.

Something had happened in the force, they had felt it.

On Naboo, they sensed that the Queen was in danger, and that Obi-Wan was there to.

Pain and loss was everywhere.

So many strong feelings then rushed into them, and just then everything seemed to clear.

"Naboo we must go, danger I sense between the Queen and Obi-Wan."

"I sense it to."

Love, pain, death, loss.

Something was going to happen.

So with that they took the first light speed flight to Naboo.

Just then, Obi-Wan arrived in the kingdom, which was completely empty. He ran up and down the marble hallways, which like they did the night they first kissed.

She was somewhere...he felt it.

He screamed her name over and over, until he felt her.

He stopped dead in his tracks, his heart racing and fear spread through his eyes and he searched for her in his mind.

Her chambers.

With that he ran down another hallway and then reached the door. He tried it and found it locked.

Obi-Wan hammered his fists against the large wooden door, it shook against it's frame.

"PADME!" He screamed.

He hit the door harder.

"PADME!"

Still no answer.

With that Obi-Wan backed up a few feet, his heart pounding deep in his chest, as he used all his weight to shove on one side and break open the door with a single shove. The door broke like a twig, and Obi-Wan busted inside the dim lit room.

He knew she was here, but very faint.

The flames of the fireplace were starting to die down, and the smell of ashes and stone dust filled his scent. His eyes scanned from one point of the room to the other. First he saw the doors of the balcony were open, it's white curtains slowly blew back and forth in the early spring breeze.

He saw the shattered table, and smears of blood across the white carpet.

He slowly breathed in and out and then saw her body laying on the other side of the bed.

Padme.

She laid there on her back, her face swollen and bruised. Blood seemed to be forming under her, and oozing from the slash marks made across her chest and her full stomach. Her white silk robe was now turning an ugly shade of purple.

His heart froze.

There she was, the woman that he loved, the woman that he had risked everything for.

His eyes widened and he just stared at her.

Who had done this?

Just then he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the room.

There he stood, the person who had done this to his Padme.

Anger filled Obi-Wan's eyes and before he knew it he attacked the man like a wild dog, sending the two of them to crash against the wall and break the mirror that was hanging there.

They fell hard, and started to roll back and forth, fighting tooth and nail as Obi-Wan tried to get in as many punches as he could.

Finally he was able to roll on top, and raised his hand into a tight fist before slamming it down on the stranger's face. Everything else in Obi-Wan's mind was a blur then.

He had told the council that he was going to visit Naboo for only a day and check up on the Queen due to the request that Obi-Wan be her personal bodyguard while she was pregnant from time to time. They agreed and Obi-Wan spent the whole ride sitting back in his seat and dreaming of the look on Padme's face when she saw his two surprises for her.

But the second he took one step off the ship, and he saw the people of the city running, he felt her...he felt she was in danger.

When he thoughts came back he had all ready punched the man over fifty time, the man's face was broken, along with his teeth and a mess of blood and pulp.

Obi-Wan's knuckles were bleeding and he didn't even feel pain.

Finally he rolled off him, sweat rolling off him and his chest hitching for breath.

He glanced over and saw Padme, he crawled over to her, hysterical.

"Oh no..." He whispered.

He went closer to her and saw how bad she really was, he felt so much pain around her.

He came in closer and touched her hair. Just then her eyes fluttered open for a second, looking cloudy and lost.

"Obi-Wan."

She said in a weak dry voice before spitting up more blood. Obi-Wan told her to be still and held her.

"I won't let anything happen to you...I promise." He kissed the top of her head.

Moments later the guards and handmaids ran up and all stopped in the doorway. Some gasped, others screamed and turned away.

It wasn't long before Master Yoda and Master Mace Windu, parted the crowd and looked down at their young Jedi, crying over the Queen's beaten body.

It then all became so clear, how well this Jedi had hidden his love.

They knew.

So they slowly walked over and pulled Obi-Wan away, as he cried even harder and tried to struggle back towards her. The guards fetched a medic team, and they rushed Padme away.

Mace took Obi-Wan in his arms, as he cried against his shoulder of his robe, and lead him down with Master Yoda to the empty ballroom.

The explosion was a farm house a few miles away from the lake...it was set on a timer and the assassin must have timed it.

No one was harmed.

Word was all ready starting to spread around the city, of an assassin that was sent to Naboo to kill the queen, maybe people just said around as the smoke cleared and waited.

Padme's family came running to the kingdom, begging to know what had become of their daughter. The guards said she was in the labs, and they wouldn't have word about her until morning.

In the medic lab, they found that Padme was internally bleeding and would be forced to have an early delivery. They sat her up in the bed, as the droids worked around, and the doctor made her sit up, still half awake due to the drugs.

"Padme, we need you to start pushing."

Just then a nurse gave her a shot.

"No, I can't...to early." She muttered.

"No, Padme, we need to get the baby out now, start pushing, come on honey I know you can do it."

"No..." She cried.

Then it happened, such a pain Padme only fifteen years old, never thought would ever happen.

I'm to young...I can't do this.

It felt as if her body was being torn apart, she sat up and screamed.

"Push!"

"No, Obi-Wan!" she cried out, some of the nurses looked at each other.

She needed Obi-Wan here, by her side...she couldn't do this without this.

Another pain, she screamed even louder.

The doctor pushed on her stomach.

"Push!"

Padme then took one of the nurses' hands and screamed out as she pushed with all her might.

At dawn the whole planet seemed to be standing still, as the overcast gray cold sky covered the land, and it started to slowly rain.

Yoda and Mace spent locked up in the ballroom with Obi-Wan speaking how what he had done and the punishment that would have to come.

He had lied to them, started an affair with a woman, loved her and cared for her while he should have been focused on training his young padawan. He fathered a child and was still going to keep it in the shadows from the council.

He had done so many wrong things.

But still he was one of the best Jedi they had, and Master Yoda saw great skill and balance come to him later in the future. While Mace screamed in his face nonstop that night, Yoda stood back thinking of what would become to Obi-Wan's fate.

He spent most of the time crying, the masters were displeased with Obi-Wan, but at the same time knew Obi was really one of a kind, and even if his love was true to the Queen, it was still against the code.

Gray light started to slowly drift into the room where once, two years ago...Obi-Wan had the best night of his life.

The large marble door then opened, and one of the queen's handmaids appeared, with a set and sad face on.

"Excuse me."

Obi-Wan raised his head and his eyes lit up.

Padme...what was wrong with Padme?

"Yes?"

Mace said, turning.

"The Queenis resting in the labs, she had suffered five broken ribs, and some internal bleeding, the doctor's say she'll be fine in due time."

"And the baby?" Obi-Wan asked, his head even higher.

The handmaid slowly shook her head.

"I'm afraid we lost it only three hours after it was born, we were forced to perform an early delivery due to the internal bleeding...it was premature and we tried everything we could...but we couldn't save it."

Couldn't save it...we lost the baby.

Only an hour after being born.

Obi-Wan felt like he had just been hit with a pile of bricks.

His jaw dropped, and he tried to control himself, but he broke down sobbing.

The handmaid looked and Mace thanked her and she left with unsure eyes.

His baby...his little girl was dead and he never saw her.

So much loss, pain, and anger filled his eyes and he cried for Padme, he cried for himself...and he cried for his dead daughter.

Mace then put his hands on his shoulders and told him he was very sorry about what happened, but he had to make a choice now...and if he really did care of Padme at this young age...he would end it and leave.

She was still young, and had suffered a great loss...that was the main reason why Jedi were forced not to love, they couldn't be there for their spouses at times like this.

They knew Obi-Wan cared for her...but he was still a Jedi, and if he ever did love her, he would end this affair and go on the set of missions they all ready had lined up for him and Anakin, the ending date would either be ten to fifiteen years.

So much time...

End this part of your life, for her Obi-Wan...you can do nothing more.

Let her live, it was meant to be.

The loss of everything was breaking his heart and he sobbed for his little girl.

"End the affair you will, fo on your missions with your padawan now and never return until your time is up for other matters, this relationship will never be spoken about again, and you will over see her over the councils and way of the Jedi, to the queen...please Obi-Wan, think of everything now, and of her...your a Jedi Knight...act like one."

It took Obi-Wan awhile, but then he knew they were right.

It wrong to even start it in the first place, he was so young and so stupid.

Love was a path towards the dark side.

Let her live and try and let time heal the past, only see her as a friend...never speaking of this again and cut off all ties.

If you care about her.

He did...he loved her.

So later on, after Padme's parents had gone in and seen her, Obi-Wan went to see Padme one last time before they left the planet.

He walked down the long dark lonely hallway alone, the only sound of his boots clicking against the floor, and the sound of the cold rain outside.

His heart was heavy, and his eyes puffy from crying.

Once he reached her room, he stopped in the doorway, not even knowing if he could even enter.

It seemed, just like hours ago everything was fine in his life, he loved Padme, and they were going to have a little girl.

Now that was all taken from him.

Rain drops fell against the windows, and she laid there...all alone in a empty bed. An I.V hooked to her arm, and her bruised swallon face looking heartbreaking even in deep sleep.

His heart ached.

He slowly moved towards her and sat down on a stool which sat beside the bed. He took a deep breath looking down at her.

She had gone through so much.

That bastard, whoever he was...hurt her.

Just an hour ago he found out he had killed the man, and still no one knew who he was.

Then she had to have their baby all alone, he shut his eyes for a second and could see her crying out his name as pain roared through her.

She was all alone.

Oh how he would of done anything, even give up his own life to get their daughter back.

He opened his eyes and looked to the side, trying his best not to cry, then he reached out and held her hand.

He watched her sleep for a while...trying to think of even the slightest thing to say to her.

But he could no longer say he loved her...that was his choice for her.

He knew, even if she didn't understand, and even if it hurt so much now...he was doing the right thing.

They were young, and that was all.

But his heart was broken beyond words.

He then reached in his pocket and took out the tiny silver band he had made back on Corusant for her.

He had little money, but he found out by Dex, a place where he could get some silver and different colored rocks melted down. Before long he got the small wedding band made and knew the next time he was sent to Naboo...they would get married.

Now that dream was gone.

With shaken hands he slipped the ring on her finger and kissed her hand.

"I'm so sorry Padme...I only want you to be happy."

With that he got up, brushed some of her hair away and kissed the top of her head before turning and never looking back.

On his way out he reached the handmaid Kahlia, that knew about the two of them...a kind and dear young girl who was always at the queen's side.

She had been crying.

"Oh Obi-Wan..."

He looked down at her with a sad face.

They couldn't think of anything to say.

"I'm leaving Kahlia...could you give the Queen these things..."

First was a letter, it was written today and was very short.

It explained that he knew what happened to their daughter, and how sorry he was that he wasn't there. He told her he loved her, but gave her all the reasons why they had to end it...not because their baby was dead, but because they weren't made to be. He told her she made him feel alive again, and thanked her for everything and the moments they shared, he didn't blame her for hating him...but he was doing this for her. She needed somone who wasn't scared to risk things, that made her face light up and feel like she was a burning star. He couldn't offer that to her...he was a Jedi Knight. He told her where he would be for the next ten, or fifteen years, and told her to take care...and that he would always look after her as a brother. And once again...how sorry he was.

He knew how much lies there were in that letter, and how cold it sounded, but it said everything he had to say, and even if she didn't understand it...at least she would hate him and even forget about him.

That's what he wanted...for her to forget.

"Did she see the baby?"

"She held her for a few minuets, never saw her so happy in my life Obi, oh she was so beautiful, looked just like you."

She gave a weak smile.

"But Padme started bleeding and we had to take the baby away...she was asleep when it happened."

Obi-Wan looked down at his boots in order not to cry.

"Did she name her?"

Kahlia shook her head.

"Then burry my daughter in this..."

He handed her the small white gown that he had Dex's wife made, so tiny with little fake pearls daning across the bib.

He wanted his baby to wear that the day she was born.

Kahlia was crying as she took it.

"yes, Master Kenobi."

He sighed handing over the gown.

"When you burry her, write down that her name is Azaria Amidala."

Kahlia nodded.

"Take care..."

And with that, Obi-Wan walked out of the kingdom forever, still not turning his back, his eyes filling up with tears as he borded the ship, and with a heaven heart he knew he was leaving his daughter, and the woman he loved.