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I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS!

Meet the Parents

Summary: Padme's parents know that she's married, but they don't know to who. So when Padme and Anakin are asked back to Naboo, for a 'family reunion' things do not goes as planned.

Chapter 3: Anakin

"Who?" Jobal questioned in complete shock.

"Anakin Skywalker." He repeated, but slower. Padme nodded agreeing with her husband and looked at her mother.

"Mom, is there something wrong?"

Jobal barely nodded. "You're- You're and he's a-"

"What is it mom?" Padme questioned again and touched her mother's shoulder gently. She knew what was wrong with her mother, but didn't want to admit it.

"He's a JEDI Padme!" Padme hung her head in shame; this was no way to tell her mother about her marriage.

"Yes." She whispered as she felt Anakin move closer to her.

"How Padme? HOW?"

"How what Mother? I will tell you anything you want."

"Why Padme? Why a Jedi?"

"I love him!" Padme's head shot up. "I don't care one bit if it's illegal! He is my husband; he did not force me into this! It was my choice!"

"Oh Padme..." Was all her mother could say. "Come inside, we need to discuss some… issues."

Padme nodded as she watched her mother walk inside before them.

"I told you this was a bad idea angel." Anakin whispered.

"It's not a bad idea! We would have to tell them sometimes Anakin!" Padme turned around sharply and looked her husband in the eyes.

"We cannot lie to them forever." She stated firmly and turned back around following her mother, without even waiting for an answer from Anakin.

NABOO – NABERRIE HOUSE – LATE EVENING

Padme sat at the kitchen table, her eyes set on the counter as her mother made some tea. Anakin was outside with her father. They were hitting it off, Padme smiled she knew they would be friends.

"Padme… Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think you'd understand." Padme said and looked at Anakin who was talking to Ryoo. She sighed and twirled her hair around her finger.

"Of course I wouldn't understand Padme, he's a Jedi, you're a senator. This is forbidden."

Padme sighed and sipped the tea as if she didn't mind that it was burning hot. She looked at her mother and forced a smile. "We love each other, that can't be stopped." Jobal nodded.

"I know that can't be stopped Padme, but you know you could have come to us."

"But I couldn't have Mother, you would have told me that I was doing this for all the wrong reasons, but I wasn't. I was following my heart."

"But Padme, this might ruin your life." This was true, but Padme didn't like thinking about it. She was fine how she was.

"We're here for a couple of days, just pretend you like him."

"Of course I like him Padme; I just don't like the idea of you guys being married." Jobal said and looked at her daughter.

"What are we going to tell your aunt?"

"Why do we have to tell her anything."

"She's so judgmental."

"Just like you." Padme said firmly and Jobal looked at her.

"Padme…"

"Mother, you don't even know him."

"That's true…" Jobal placed a hand on her daughter's cheek. Padme had to hold herself back otherwise she would have flung her mother's arm off of her. Padme smiled sweetly. She was furious at her mother; she had no right to judge him.

"I just want you to be safe."

"I am safe." Padme confirmed and stood up picking up her glass with her. "I'm going to see how Dad and Anakin are doing. Maybe he'll understand. Does he know?"

"Yes." Jobal said and smiled sadly at her daughter. Maybe she was right, she shouldn't judge Anakin. She looked out the window as her daughter walked over to her husband and kissed him lightly on the cheek offering him the glass of tea.

Anakin took it from his wife and smiled as he wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her closer to him. Padme pressed a hand against his chest and watched as her father chased Ryoo around the yard. Jobal sighed and felt her heart sink; she didn't like this idea of them being married one bit. But Padme was happy, so what could she do?

"So what does your mother think?"

"She is still very concerned about this." Anakin shook his head and took a sip of her tea.

"I told you this was a bad idea."

"Anakin, don't' say that." Padme let go of him and walked down to sit on a lawn chair. Anakin sat in the one across from her.

"What if she never likes me?"

"Then that won't be our problem. We'll be leaving a couple of days. Please say that you'll live it out until then." Anakin sighed.

"Fine, but you owe me big time."

"Alright Anakin, I owe you." Padme smiled and took the tea glass from her husband. She pushed back the chair and sighed. "I'll take this in for my mother to wash. I will see you soon." She walked in the house and looked at her mother who was deep in thought.

"Is something wrong?" Padme questioned and looked at her mother. Jobal didn't say anything. Padme placed the glass by the sink and walked up to her room. Something strange was going on.

Jobal clutched the dish towel tightly to her chest as she watched her daughter and that stupid Jedi. She was going to get Padme a divorce as soon as possible. She deserved so much better. She had the perfect guy picked out for her and Padme was going to marry him. She just knew it.

End of Chapter 3