No Hope
Chapter 2: My Hero
The sun had set on Courascant as a young couple curled up in each others arms. Padme Amidala lay on Anakin Skywalker's bare chest as he ran his fingers up and down her back they had been together for two hours, nothing that could make up for the time lost. Padme just kept on sighing heavily.
" Anakin" She whispered his name softly.
He looked at her and gave her one of his sexy half smiles.
She gigled " Your my hero."
" Really." He looked at her like she was stupid.
" Yes."
" What did I do to deserve you." He kissed her lightly on the head.
" Love me unconditionly." She kissed him back then they both faded off into a deep sleep.
Anakin woke with a start. What was up with that dream, all he saw was Padme being tortured and hit by sith lightning as she was crying out in pain and dying. He looked over to make sure she was still alive. Her beautiful chest moved up and down bringing Anakin a sigh of relief. He got up and put his robe on and walked down to the living room. He sat down on the sofa and put his face in his hands.
Padme rolled over in bed to see if Anakin was still there. No. She hated when he had to leave in the morning, then she noticed it wasn't morning yet. She got out of bed and walked downstairs.
" Anakin." She whispered his name just so he could hear her. He turned around and gave her a smile. " What's wrong Ani."
He shock his head as he motioned for her to sit down. He placed her head in is lap, as he rubbed she gently drifted back to sleep.
" You won't die angel, I promise." Anakin then drifted back to sleep too...