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Ahh.. Chapter 4… I want to thank MoldyKetchup, TailsEponineRox, and Aiska Kenobi for reading and reviewing… I really appreciate it, guys! Thanks!

TailsEponineRox, I try to make Anakin a little bit.. well, meaner.. A meaner Anakin who is in love with Padme. Padme becomes a queen and she is sad, because actually she doesn't want to be a queen, and the only one she hopes can get her out of it (that is Obi Wan) is the one who abandons her. Anakin comes at the right time. With his harsh behaviour, he makes her realize that it is only she who can lead her people out of misery; therefore from that moment on, she agrees to take the job as the Queen happily. At that time also, she realizes that she is actually in love with Anakin. Thank you for your question, though. I hope you'll keep reading :D

4

"I didn't know you hate me that much, Obi Wan!"

"Forgive me, I didn't know it was you."

"No, I mean, I know you hate me. But I didn't know you hate me so much, you want to kill me!"

"I'm sorry. I said…

"Wait a minute!"

After Obi Wan has found out who his guest was -and almost killed her- he led their way out of his chamber. Or, to be precise, his guest was furious at his recklessness and stormed her way out of his chamber so hurriedly that he had to jog along to tail her steps.

"Wait a minute!" he shouted, while stopping her from treading much faster. Her steps may have been quick and short ones, but, to his bewilderment, Obi Wan noticed that they were also careful ones, as if she was afraid that she might tripped on her long dress, which somehow outsized her petite body. Therefore, it was possible for him to stop her abruptly.

"I don't remember you being cynical!" he continued after they had halted.

"Really?" replied she, harshly, "I'm surprised you even remember me at all."

Obi Wan only sighed as the response. He observed her carefully: she faced downwards as she talked; this, too, was something he didn't remember of her. She used to be bold. She was never afraid to look people at their eyes.

"Look," she started, lowering her voice, "I need to see the Jedi Council. You're the only one who can reach them." She was silent for a while before she moved on, "Help me."

Her tender tone somehow softened him. Thereafter, trying to sound so kindly, he told her, "I can't help you unless you tell me what business you have with the Jedi Council."

The answer was slow to come, and when she did answer, Obi Wan still hasn't got a chance to look into her eyes.

"It's…" She hesitated for a moment, but, finally, whispered to him feebly, "My husband."

This confused Obi Wan more. This was certainly, something he never remembered of her. "Who is your husband?" he inquired, puzzled.

At the question, she at last faced him. And he finally caught the sight of her eyes. They reminded him of the look she owned when she was a queen, but, he didn't perceive despair in it then. Her eyes seemed to question him, "Can't you tell?"

He eventually understood.

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"… And so, it's 3 years since our marriage."

She was now standing in the centre of the Council. Jedi, whose names she hardly knew, were circling around her, making her feel intimidated. Obi Wan was standing closely behind her. In front of her, were Yoda and Mace Windu. It stunned her that none of them moved a muscle through her story. She thought there would be an outrage.

When she had finished, though, Yoda broke his meditation. "Hmm," he contemplated, "surely not the only thing you wish to tell us, this was."

When Yoda talked, all the Jedi's heads were turned to his direction. But now, they were, again, eyeing her with a robotic turn that she deemed strange and scary.

Yet, she had to carry on, "Anakin was busied with the wars. I hardly see him.

"During his leavings, I… I…" she wasn't sure if the Jedi would believe her if she used the word, but she used it nevertheless, "dream something. Bad. Out of him."

Behind her, Obi Wan saw her trembling back. She was scared to death. He thought she was about to fall to the ground when she, abruptly, as if wishing it to be over as soon as possible, cried, "I think he's going to cross into the Dark Side!"

The murmur of the Council filled the circular room and surrounded Padme and Obi Wan with its husky threatening sound. Obi Wan looked around at the Council. They looked as shocked as him. His gaze returned to what laid before him. From where he stood, he could see Padme's figure, which was somehow much altered, as if she was carried more weight than before. From the side of her face he was able to glance at, he finally saw what made her eyes different from they used to: glimmering tears were watering them, but they stayed there, the tears. They never fell.

After a moment, the room gained back its peace. Then it was Mace Windu's turn to speak, "How did you know this?"

"I've… I've… told you. I dream about it.."

"When did you say you first have this dream?" another Jedi in the left asked.

"Months ago. 7… 8…" said she, sounded unsure.

"I sensed something from her today," Obi Wan exclaimed, as he recalled their first meeting this morning. "But I might be wrong, because I sensed… The Force."

Yoda's voice once again echoed throughout the room after a brief moment of quietness. "If a sense it was, then, brought it The Force had. Inside of you, The Force must be."

Padme was too shock to say anything. And Obi Wan was, too. How could it be, he thought. How could it be that a grown-up woman with no sign of The Force before in her life, now suddenly is gifted with it? It can't be.

Mace Windu's deep tone emerged once more, "There's something you're not telling us."

Padme's behaviour changed from terrified to agitated. Obi Wan wondered what she could possibly be hiding when suddenly it occurred to him: the careful steps, the oversized dress, the weight she carried that somehow wasn't hers.

Before long, Yoda had voiced his thoughts, "Pregnant you are, I believe."

Lines with Yoda are a bit cheesy, huh? Yeah, I know… I had quite a lot of troubles jumbling up sentences like that… Hehe…