One thought came to mind, something she hadn't been thinking in over three years

I wish I had Anakin here

Be careful Padmé Naberrie. There was a reason I tried to not let you come back to this planet

Your Kylantha Queen of Naboo

His angel, his heart.

She left the door open for him to enter. He couldn't help it, it had been a long time since he had been this close to her. To long for him not to think in the right way. Her words were still like fire in his heart, fire of pain. The words telling him, she didn't love him anymore. But how could she not love him? He had loved her with his entire heart, nothing else had its place in there. It was only meant for her. Quietly he pushed her glass door open. Took a quick step inside. He was less then seven steps away from her now. Her hair in a lose braid behind her head sleeping on her pillow.

He wanted to touch her, but he didn't dare to do it.

Something told him no. He didn't know what to do. Oh, the great Jedi knight didn't dare to touch her! It was a shame really. Said an other voice in his head, forcing him unwillingly to take two more steps into the room. Padmé rolled over to her back, showing her sleeping relaxed face in the moon light.

His heart stopped beating for a second as he saw her there.

Not believing what he had in front of him. Something called it a dream illusion in his head, something he didn't want to believe. She couldn't be one of his many dreams, they all were the same. Memories of their life, years, together, and what could have been. Always with the same ending.

"You killed our child, Ani"

"Leave me alone Ani!"

The two sentences that broke his heart every night, every time he woke up cold and sweaty every night. And here she was, lying peacefully sleeping. Not knowing what pain she left in his mind and heart, forever. She had made it very clear that she never wanted to see him. Ever again. Which killed him more, then the fact he had killed his own child. Something he never thought to be possible. So much they had wanted that child. And he accidentally killed him or she. He would never know, never hold it in his arms or kiss it good bye. It was an eternal to late to change that. He knew that, but it hurt so bad. She hurted him, with out even know he existed any more. He wanted to shake her awake and tell her that he loved her, alive. Wanted her back. Shouted it to the universe. He wanted it so badly that it ached in his heart just by looking at her. Her letter had fallen to the floor. With quite steps he now had it in his hands.

He didn't understand why Kylantha would tell Padmé that some one would be alive, why didn't she tell him. She was one of the few who knew about him being alive. Even though she didn't know his name. She had called for him under the trial, telling him she couldn't get Padmé to have a ticket home. Someone was holding her rains, and she was warning Padmé about it. But she wouldn't tell him the name.

Who would turn her into this wreak, he had been there.

After the queen before Kylantha had been murdered, he had been with her as a shadow to protect her in a distance. Just as he had done for Padmé, only the fact that the blonde queen knew about him. He had a feeling but pushed it aside as he laid the paper on the desk by the window.

Only the change that he put Padmés, what he knew, favourite flower in a purple colour. He wanted to kiss her good bye, something he hadn't done before. He probably would never be able to do again.

Before he left her room, he turned around to se that she had flipped over to the other side, still looking like a angel.

Something was in the air, a familiar smell. A taste from the past. She knew it, wouldn't want to recognise it, but she did.

A tear came down her cheek as she finally woke up. Curling up in the corner of her bed. Watching the desk by the window she stopped breathing. It confirmed everything she thought wouldn't be true. Crying she hided her face behind her knees, not wanting to face the truth that was so real in front of her.

She cried, not knowing where the tears came from, weren't they gone? Believing she had cried all her tears away years ago. Hadn't she crossed her heart, telling herself she would never cry over that man ever again. A quite knocking on her door woke her up. But she didn't look up. Knowing that her eyes where red by know from crying.

" Padmé? " Obi-Wan's voice were everything else but cherry or happy, it seemed to be tense. She felt how he took a seat on her bed not knowing what to do with the crying woman before him. Who was known for her strength and mind of steal. Not to be weak or for her feelings, like these she were showing right now. When she finally looked up, her eyes were indeed red from all her tears. " No smile to be seen. Padmé? " He asked again.

" He was here! " Was the only answer he got " He was here, Obi! " She said with a new wave of tears. Throwing herself at him. Obi-Wan was taken by surprise but only hugged her as she kept on crying. He had no idea of what else to do. Had no idea of what she had been seen or heard that night. But also he felt it in the force now. Obi-Wan couldn't say he had been feeling it before. He had no idea he could do it all over again, but obviously there were no evidence he wouldn't do it again. He had to speak to master Yoda.

' But master Yoda, I felt it ' Obi-Wan sat down in the low chairs in one of the Naberrie's large yellow rooms. Feeling quite worried that master Yoda hadn't been feeling anything. None of them in the council had even thought the idea to be possible.

' Master Kenobi. We have no evidence that it would be true ' Said the newest member of the council into the hologram of Obi-Wan in the centre of them all. The not so young Jedi smiled when she wanted to return to the young women in the centre for the first question. ' And our young Amidala, how is she handling it? If she was the first to feel the present of him ' Obi-Wan once more signed he had already told them.

' She and her sister are out by the lake. So I have not been able to talk to her since she told me. And she didn't feel it, she felt his smell, and recognised her flower. ' He told them in a quick review.

' It's really disturbing that he could get that close to her. But why Padmé? You mentioned a flower? What was that all about? ' Obi-Wan didn't know how to answer that question, Padmé had only told him about the flower this morning. And the council didn't know about Padmé and Anakin, which it was all about. But if he took it as a small version it would be easier.

' She gave one of them to him the last time they actually spoke on Coruscant. It was as a friendly good bye as he took of together with me ' He gave as a answer, seeing Yoda where it deep thought about the whole situation he hoped it gave anything away. It would be devastating for Padmé to relive everything again. He didn't want that to his to become sister-in-law. It would also force him and Sola to go though a lot of why didn't you tell me situations.

' We have all to be on our guard, and Obi-Wan keep Padmé safe as she will heal on Naboo ' With that the halo figures disappeared one at the time. Obi-Wan didn't know what to do. Honestly he never thought he would have this fight inside is head. Just a few years ago he never thought he would have feelings towards another being except his brothers and sisters inside the Jedi order. It had all change, he couldn't say he was really sorry for the change. It had giving him so much in life, but the lose had been even deeper.

He had lost a brother and a friend in one person he never thought he would say good bye to, which he didn't even do. His head in his hands, deep in thought as he could hear people from the other side of the window. It was Sola's younger cousins playing in the smaller garden under the bushes and through flowers. Maybe one day he would have some small things as his own. He smiled at that thought, that of all things hadn't been possible five years ago. Once he had that as a idea he thought of Sola, his wonderful Sola.

" Obi-Wan? Were are you? " He heard the voice of older Mrs Naberrie through one of the halls that reached his ear.

" I'm right with you " He raised up form the chair to see her familiar face, with a shy smile playing on her lips.

" You have to help me, I'm to short and Sola can simply not be found " She said admitting some of her few faults, not easily to count since she rarely admitted them.

" She and Padmé is visiting your lake house for the day, they'll be home by the late dinner " He said as he fallowed her out of the room. He did everything to be the perfect to-be husband to Sola, which also meant de a nice son-in-law.

Falling asleep was not as easy as it should be.

She was shaken, not even the lake took the feeling away. It was like it took away all those years and pushed them aside. She crept to bed, after first made sure she closed the door at least five times. Couldn't say she wasn't nervous or afraid. After these years she wasn't afraid when she was fighting soldiers or big companies of men.

But now, she was screamed to her inner bones. The question was if she needed the sleep. Could she just stay awake instead of fall asleep.

Maybe he didn't come tonight.

One more look around her room, nothing was moved since the past five seconds she had looked around. Slowly she crept down beneath the sheets. Her heat skipped a beat as she heard something on the outside. Probably just a bird, but it caught her of guard. Calming herself down again she closed her eyes. Breathing as calmly as she could maybe she could sleep this night as well, with out the present of her past. The normal cold fresh senses she had around her, but something else came through it.

His smell. Her heart jumped, not again.

Her eyes flashed open, but her room were empty. But the next feeling surprised her. She felt disappointed. Why would she do that? She had given up all hope that the real past would come back. It was long gone, that life she was supposed to live was not even close to come again. She left it quickly, not wanting the memory to play with her.

After knowing she were alone she finally fell asleep.

Will she be alone to night? Or what will happen? you can tell me, or I will write something compleatly diffrent...

Love S