I still don't own star wars. I am dating Hayden Christensen though. Just kidding.
Chapter 3Obi Wan and Padme flew silently in the speeder. Neither was sure of what to say to the other. Obi Wan had so many questions he wanted to ask her, but couldn't. Padme did not want to lie to Obi Wan any more than she had to, so she was planning on keeping silent. But that did not work. As Padme laid back into the seat, she completely forgot about her protruding belly. Obi Wan looked stunned for a moment, before suddenly asking, "Are you pregnant?"
"..What? Why do you ask? I may have put on some weight, but that is no reason to assume – "
" – Senator… Padme. Tell me the truth."
"The truth. Yes, I am pregnant. Oh, don't look at me like that! I know what you're thinking. I'm an unmarried Senator with a reputation to uphold."
"That's not what I'm thinking at all. Who is the father?"
"That is something you do not need to know. Besides, I doubt you know him. I barely knew him," she lied unhappily. "It was just one night; I doubt he even remembers me."
"Oh Padme, I'm so very sorry. I – "
"We're here. We have other things to deal with besides my pregnancy."
"Of course milady. Let me help you out."
Meanwhile, merely 10 feet away, Anakin was playing a game with his daughter.
"Daddy! Guess how many fingers I'm holding up!" she yelled excitedly.
"Hm… this is a tough one. Two?"
"You cheater! Mommy! Daddy's a cheater! I don't like him anymore!" said Sira, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Sira, that really hurt my feelings. You know I would never cheat."
"I'm sorry. You're not a cheater. I love you."
"That's good – "
The door bell rang signaling that someone was at the door. Anakin wondered who that could be. But his thoughts were caught short as he opened the door to reveal the glaring face of Padme and the suspicious face of Obi Wan.
"Hello Anakin," he responded calmly. "I hope we're not bothering you. There seems to be some discrepancy. You told the Senator that you were going on a mission with me today. It seems that this is not the case. I'm afraid that we are needed at the Jedi Temple. We'll need to leave right away."
"Well.. you see… the thing about that is – "
"Daddy! Where did you go?" screamed Sira as she darted into the room. "Oh there you are! Mommy, I found him!"
"Daddy," choked Obi Wan. "Dad… dad.. you're.. you're a father?"
"Daddy?" questioned Padme angrily.
"Well, I hadn't planned on you finding out like this.., but yes, I am a father. This is my daughter, Sira. Sira, these are my good friends, Padme and Obi Wan."
Sira smiled happily. "Hello." She turned around and yelled out, "Mommy, there's people here!"
"Well, who is it?" shouted Ariana. "It better not be another – Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan, is it really you? It's been so long since I've seen you…"
"Ariana," he said bitterly. "So Anakin was the father? I suspected that there was a relationship… but.. a child? And you never told me?"
"Well, the thing about that is – Padme! No, please don't go!"
"I won't be made a fool, Anakin."
"No, it's not what you think! She means nothing to me! Nothing!"
Ariana stormed out angrily. "Nothing! I mean nothing! That's not what you said today! I thought I was a 'goddess'." Looking at Padme, she said "I'm sorry we didn't meet under better circumstances. I'm sure you want to talk to me, but not now." And with that, she left.
"Ariana, wait!"
"Why, Anakin! I thought I was nothing!"
"You know that's not true."
"Than be honest for once. If not for me, than for Padme. If you love her, you'll figure this out."
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Anakin didn't go home that night. He "borrowed" as speeder and just flew; when all else failed, flying always seemed to calm him down. And he needed to calm down. He never really took time to analyze his and Ariana's relationship. Did he love her? He certaintly cared about her. But to what extent? He loved Padme, but in a different way. He was in love with Padme. He wasn't sure how he felt about Ariana. He needed to talk to her.
He flew over to her apartment. Padme wasn't going to let him spend the night anyway, and he didn't want to see Obi-Wan at the Jedi Temple.
"Oh, its you," Ariana said bitterly.
"Yea, its me. Can I come in? I don't have anywhere to go."
"Fine."
"Thanks."
"I'm sorry about how I acted today. I feel like a fool. It's just… I felt… jealous."
"Jealous? But Ariana… I – "
"I know. You don't love me. Well at least, not in the way you love her. But I – I think I still love you. I'm sorry," she said, and tears began to fall from her eyes. "I thought I was over you. I really did."
"Sh…" He wrapped his arms around her. "We'll figure this out."
She laughed half-heartedly. "How do you know?"
"I'm a Jedi, remember? I'm all knowing!"
She hit him. "Funny. Anakin?"
"Yea?"
"Thanks. You always know what to say. I think that's why I fell in love with you."
He didn't say anything. He didn't need to.
That night, he slept soundly. He felt comfortable, with his arms around Ariana. He was so confused. All he knew, was he had to figure it out.
I'M SORRY!
I REALLY AM. AND THIS CHAPTERS SHORT BECAUSE I FEEL SO GUILTY.
I haven't abandoned this yet.