It took time, but several years later. People actually moved on. Hard to believe, but even hard times can be conquered. It takes time, lots of it, meditation. Several hours in bed crying. But you find a way to move on. Just don't let it eat you

- My grand mother

This is Padmé

She was strong, not a moment went by without the feeling of loss. She could not look at a family without feeling empty. Regret that she left Coruscant that day. Oh, how she wished she never had look out the window and felt alone, wanting to be by Anakin's side. Why oh why did she leave? She could have had her very own family now, the three of them together. Now, instead of the mother and wife, she was the one and only fearless Republic fighter 'Freedom'. She didn't listen to the name Padmé anymore. Only her family or close friends was aloud to call her that. That would only make the small group to seven people. The rest of the universe would walk headless if they called her that name.

Padmé in their eyes died the same day her child died and Anakin disappeared from everyone radar. That Padmé had no reason to keep on living anymore. The brown eyes that watched the world today was as hard as stone, cold as the snow flying around in the air. The once beautiful brown hair was now black, black as the night itself. Drawn back in to a braid flying in the wind. All her dresses was switched into uniforms in blue, yellow and white. Blue as the colour of Ani's eyes, yellow for every warm sun there was out there in the universe who didn't care about the war or politics. And white for the pure white clear freedom. The colours that stood for what she alone was fighting for.

Right now she stood in the white cold landscape on the planet of Le'Kaal. The wrong time for a vacation trip to the planet. But the right time to fight a war. It wouldn't be a war that was about the amount of weapons you had, but a war of mastermind. The one who could take the cold and still fight to his or hers last breathe. It wasn't about bullets or laser, it was about the human or alien mind. The other side was on a march, she shocked her head. It was just stupid. Le'Kaal's forces were hiding in the shadow of the mountain, the snow giving them even more cover as their uniform (just as hers) was white.

She didn't care if the troupes saw her standing there. She didn't give away the others from her position two km away from them. Looking over the field. It had been going on for over a year this little war on Le'Kaal, now the king of Le'Kaal had made a call. Asking her to help them to end it. She wasn't a diplomat anymore, she did what she was fighting against all those years. She didn't believe in the power of words like she did then, her body alone could do a lot more damage then her mouth. She believed in the strange of her muscles that she earned from all the exercise she had done. She wasn't a Jedi in no way, but they had their similarities. When the were a thousand when they lined up one front, she was alone. They never fought together, trained or anything. They didn't have to, they knew about each other.

She blessed everyday that she had kept Anakin from turning over to the dark side, it was actually better to have him gone. Then have him as an enemy. When she had listen to Obi-Wan, she didn't want to believe how close he was to the enemy. How dark his mind had been. And that had cost her, her love, her child and her dreams.

Question was, was it worth it? The comlink made a little quiet noise in her ear, trying to contact her.

- Freedom here.

- Captain Starcross, here! Ready to join in?

Padmé rolled her eyes and gave a quick answer and took the few steps over to the ship. She had no intentions to fight on the ground, she would lead the flying division. Trying to see how the enemies was formed into different troops and divisions with different mission she flew around a bit over the clouds using the radar to see them. Before landing on the safe distance behind the front line. The flying division was smaller then she had imagined. Climbing out of the ship she looked around on the base they had. The pilots starting to walk towards her in there blue uniforms. So this is their force, no wonder they had tried so hard to get her.

"Captain Starcross!" A man came in front of her with a hand reached out for her. She took it and looked around.

"This is it?" She asked with a voice that kept no emotions in it. The man scratched his head as he looked around.

"Well, we have been fighting for over a year here. No one is willing to join the force anymore." Padmé just nodded. Looking around at 'her' men one more time, before she started to walk towards them. The captain explained their situation they had, as she didn't already know. But it was good to hear it one more time, kept her head going.

She had a small plan in her head. Their opponent had a normal pattern of their troops and it should not be too hard to hit the base from up there. The flying division was easier to lead then the troops on the ground, since they were spread in such a wide radian. Taking the hand of the former flying division leader, she didn't need an introduction. They knew who she was, they who didn't know. They weren't worth trying to explain it to.

A quick explanation of her idea and the word was free to add some new ideas. Her normal way to go thru her work. Just a few more new ideas from some of the fighters and they made the real plan up. Two attack forces, two waves of attacks. Strike the centre of their base, take out the front line from behind. Work fast. The map she had done with the help of Artoo, came up from the halo on her arm. Showing them how the force on the other side was spread in a very easy pattern. The most normal pattern there was in their training. Saying they would have the centre and every second troop at the front making them cluster. Making it easier for the troops on the ground to fight them.

"Split up into two divisions, I lead the white. You" she pointed at the former leader.

"Lead the blue one. Attack orders as given" The fighters were ready, they all nodded and made salutes as a queue to leave the meeting.

"You, I need to talk to you" She made a nod to the blue leader. The others took of for their ships.

"How does it look like?" A simple question, she was after all new here at the moment. And she had no intentions to be here for long. If it all went by her plans, she would be leaving this planet the next week.

"Well, we have been successful in the air." He started, somehow she didn't believe that they had been 'that' successful. "It's the troops on the ground who have lost the most in this battle. We're mostly intact with even four recruits" Now that she believed.

"So, these other guys." She made a nod at the opponent they had on the other side of the front. "How are they in the air?" He gave her a nod to fallow him towards his own ship. Pushed a small bottom to wake his robot the map was shown in front of her in a light orange colour.

"Like this!" She looked at it, three divisions from the start. They had one reserve, against their two back here. Padmés quick look of it, they had a chance here.

"You strike their reserve force on their base. We will cover your first wave." She stated. "Take them first, you don't care about the line the first time" She continued. "We will do that together on our way back here. When your group have done your wave you part into two groups and take out as many as possible in the air. Wait for us. On signal we go back in a zick zack line." Looking at him as he nodded, his way to agree to this plan of hers.

" Okay, when do you want us up?" The final question. She looked up to the sky, they could use the clouds to hide above to make it a surprise attack.

"In ten minutes, take yours up to the right after the mountains. Take cover over the clouds. My team goes to the left. Dive instead of go up and dive." She showed with her hand how she wanted it.

Finally it was fight time. The only thing she lived for in this life now. The adrenalin came through her body as she walked her was too her ship.

This would be Obi-Wan at the same moment in life

He hadn't just lost a Padwan. He had lost a friend, someone he almost consider more then a small brother. All because he could not protect him from the Chancellor, and because of that one of his other dear friends was gone as well, Master Windu. A man great in every aspect, they had almost grown up together. Now, there was so many of the great Jedi's who were gone. He took the blame for it. If he only had seen the signs, they were so clear to him now when he looked back.

And how many times had he not meditated, trying to find the answers to it all. It had taken them over a year to restore the temple to its former shape. And still they hadn't captured Master Windu's killer, Palpatine. The dark lord himself.

As he sat in the chair in the empty apartment on Coruscant, the feeling of being alone came over him. Not just because that he was alone in the apartment, but he didn't have Anakin nor was Padmé around to talk to either. Two of his oh so dear friend had disappeared that day on Mustafar.

He cursed the day, every time he thought back on that day. He lost too much that day. The order that all the Jedi's would be executed, so many died. So many suffered that day. Not just him, so many people around the galaxy. But he only knew how it been for him.

As he remembered it he had seen Anakin almost killing Padmé, the two friends started a battle. The worst and the hardest battle he ever done. He almost was on his way to kill his own brother, almost killing his own son. That was the close relationship they had had. Then they both heard a scream, a scream the repeated itself. Anakin panicked and throw him back against a wall and ran away. It took Obi-Wan a moment to even react to what had happened. To realise it had been Padmés scream they had heard in the distance. Running after his old Padwan, he saw the final scene of the former lovers last act.

He didn't hear the words Padmé had said, but he could feel his old friend change. The entire air had change. And then she had walked away from Anakin, not even looked back one single time. Her eyes had been crying, her clothes were bloody. Her only sentences to him that day were.

"Obi, take me home!" The only thing she said for a whole week. She had passed him there he stood on the platform. He gave Skywalker one last look. The last time he had seen his friend. Turned around and walked towards the ship where he took Padmé, C-3PO and Artoo back to Bail Organa's ship that was waiting for them.

It was one of the few days he actually remembered every thing about. Unfortunately for him, he also remembered his feelings that day. The roller coaster it had been that day. He shocked his head and raised to his feet, walking to the window. Looking out over the living city. It was like it never happened. The fire in the temple, it was still there. Standing there just outside his window. If it weren't for the glace, he could almost touch it.

The grey planet had been his home for over twenty years today. He didn't remember his real home planet. He wished it would look like Padmés home world. Naboo was what he called paradise and Padmé had been the perfect senator for the world there. And if it hadn't been for that day on Mustafar, she would have been a wonderful mother. He remembered how he found her looking into a fire, she had been burning her clothes from the day. It had been a week after, the first time after the accident she talked to anyone. The only time she ever spoke about her child, Anakin or Mustafar. After that she went quiet the last time that night. She didn't mention it to anyone. But he could always tell that she always had it in mind. None of them could forget about the day. It was too much that moment had changed there, all of there, lives. They didn't realise it before they came back and went out on the streets the week after. When they were painted the walls where the face of Palpatine had been. Took all his propaganda away from the streets and the world as they knew it.

It was celebration for the democracy the moth after that, but it was celebrated without one of it's most familiarly faces, Padmé never showed her face inside the big hall of the Senate. She stopped believe in it. She became Freedom, a fighter that took the law into her own hands. To be frank, Obi-Wan had been frighten when he saw her the next time. Not just the fact that her body was transformed, but her whole soul was change. Anakin had no idea of what he had done to that women.

It was how he met Sola, so maybe he had to thank him to. It was a strange feeling, he had no idea how to see it. He lost his brother and two friends, but he found love in Sola. Who at the moment was back on Naboo fighting for her sisters right to come back to her own home planet. It was funny how alike the sisters were. Just the noses where different really.

With a sigh he turned his back to the view and looked at the wall, they actually had a picture of Anakin on the wall. Sola had been against it, but they always put it away when Padmé came to visit. He just couldn't have a family wall, with out his friend/brother/son/companion. Looking over all the faces that was there looking back at him. He didn't feel that alone. Just the feeling of loss of two friends.

One more sigh and he took his robe over his clothes and started to walk out of the apartment. He had a class of new Jedi's in just an hour. A new generation of Jedi's on their way up throw childhood. He still thought them to be to young to handle a saber but, their minds were still in progress. That was what he was teaching them in the temple.

What every Jedi had to master, it's own mind.

That had been a hard lesson for everybody.