Padmé left Le'Kaal, afte one of her many 'jobs', trying to take away the pain she ended up in a bar on Tatooine.

Sola is fighting for her sisters right to return home to her homeplanet Naboo, and trys not to feel to homesick to her new home on Coruscant and Obi Wan.

Obi-Wan is still fighting the feeling he have lost his Brother/Son/Friend/Padwan, now more then ever since nither Sola or Padmé is around to talk to.

This is where we come in... and the place is Tatooine's desert somewhere -- enjoy -->

Tatooine was a lonely planet she had no reason else to visit the sandy planet. Looking over the endless view of sand and small hills was nothing like her own planet. She really wanted to see it again, the small farm of Owen's. Just one more time. Dreaming away to the last time she ever visit the place, caught by the speed that released her mind increased.

Full speed over the desert in front of her.

Slowing down just as she saw the thing she waited for. The hot air came as her speed died, taking the first step closer to what had sailed her destiny all those years ago. She didn't cry, didn't show any emotion at all.

She knew she had to do it, just had to.

If she ever wanted to move on with her life, all she had to do was to bury him here. Leave and never look back. It had been Shmi's cross, now it would contain her son's spirit as well. She was crying on the inside as she made a hole in the ground with her gloved hands.

The sand.

'I don't like the sand it's rough, and it's get everywhere…..'

She didn't even remember his voice anymore.

He was on his way out of her mind, her memory. Taking a deep breath as she looked down at the small hole she made. With a shaking hand she pulled the necklace out from her pocket on the side.

Throwing her gloves at the side she touched the wood one last time. Feeling it, the only memory that actually stuck, the young Anakin giving her the necklace onboard the ship on their way to Coruscant. She wanted, really, to cry.

But remember the feeling when she felt her unborn child's blood on her hands. It made her confused, no real emotion came to her surface, it was just images of different events of her life flashing by as every time she felt like this. Taking a deep breath she let go, it was like slow motion. Watching the necklace fall down in the darkness.

She was almost desperate when she covered the hole again. Just wanted to leave the place. Knowing she had nothing left of him to remember him by. Nothing she could touch and get a flashback or an emotion, memory even. She had given him all, and he had taken everything away from her. She didn't want to have anything to remember the feeling of being so lost, ever again. No more would she cry over his memory, cry in her sleep that he wasn't by her side.

She was no longer Padmé Skywalker, she was once again Padmé Naberrie. No not even that.

She was Freedom, now when she was free from her past demons.

She had her own freedom to catch…. And she had done it, just by leaving him behind. Not looking back at the sad view that was behind her.

Anakin Skywalker was dead, so was Padmé Skywalker.

From this moment on they where history.

Talk about funeral ha?

yeah I know, but I promise you guys, I'm not suicidal... promise I'm not, It's just I have to make a point here... It's not ok, to hurt someone you care about, but you all all ready know that... so what's the point! Anyhow, it's going to take a while for me to make a new chapter now, but I'll be back as soon as I can I promise!

Peace out...

TBC--->