Chapter 3

This was a historical day in Coruscant , to city-planet that never stopped it was now stop, there was not a speeder flying today, there was not an open store, all were gathered to render a homage for Anakin. The chosen place was the central square of Coruscant, few knew that this square existed because in spite of big it was never used. In the square they were all the Coruscant inhabitants, politics and people that came from other planets just for the event.

In spite of the big number of people it could call an organized event, on the left side of the square sat down the Jedi order, on the right side sat down the senators and the government's other members, in the center sat down the people that were there to give prestige to the homage and the holoporters, there was also a big holo that showed Anakin scenes in battle and a grandiose stage where would be made the homages.

This was a terrible day for a homage, it had been never so hot in Coruscant, Padme was sorry bitterly for the choice of her clothes, she got dressed with a dress long black and with long mangos, a worked braid ornamented her hair as well as the jewels that were in her hair and in her neck. Actually everybody used black, even the Jedi, everyone got dressed with the habitual black uniform of Anakin with their black overcoats covering their heads.

It was alright that they would speak, in this order, Obi-wan, Ashoka, Padme and Palpatine. Padme was very nervous, she had been invited for Obi-wan to talk, but she was not right if she was able of talk openly about her husband without revealing some detail summon of them. And she was also nervous for her successive nauseas that morning. She already had vomited six times she still felt will. She caressed her belly and prayed for not happening anything that indicated that she was pregnant in public.

Obi-wan arose in the stage and he walked until the silver microphone, he walked with his head lowered, his overcoat totally covering his head and he walked so slowly that he seemed to be stopped, he seemed the own death and he felt with it, he felt he had killed Anakin, he felt as if a part of him was dead, his best part. Obi-wan approached of the microphone, he played the cold cable of it and he opened his mouth to talk, but no word came out, five times he opened the mouth and no word came out. Obi-wan was not good with the words, he didn't speak well in public, Anakin usually spoke in the interviews, but the Obi-wan incapacity with the words was the last of the problems, he felt if he pronounced only one word about Anakin in that microphone he would never wake up, speak in that microphone was as he accustoms with a sleeping Anakin that could never wake up, speak in that microphone was as kill part of the hope that he struggled so much to maintain, speak in that microphone was as admit that the nightmare was real and Obi-wan was not ready for it.

Obi-wan felt a strange feeling, his image scared the people, he was as a tornado that varies the hope of the republic. Those people were there for Anakin, he felt their pain and his pain as well , his breathing was hurting him, he was a powerful Jedi and for the first time in his life he felt as a miserable man. what advanced so much power if he could not wake up Anakin? what advanced a vacancy in the Jedi council if he could not give comfort those desperate people? what advanced to be a master if he abandoned his former padawan when Anakin more needed him?

Obi-wan breathed bottom and finally began his speech.

"I know that all you are suffering, believe I know, I am a Jedi then I can feel your pain, but I doubt somebody is suffering more than me, I was the last person that saw Anakin before. . . before. . . I don't get to forget of as his blue eyes shone with nobility, I don't get to forget of his voice, I don't get to forget of like I let him go. if I had stopped him, if I had entered with him. . . I failed in my more important mission, when Anakin had 9 years my master before dying said to take care of him and I didn't take care of him, I failed with him not only now, but always, I repressed him, I criticized him much more than I should, I never admitted for him how he leaves me proud. Anakin show me the other side of the life, a cheerful and liberate side .He is my friend, he is my brother , he is the only person that really makes me smile . how you would feel if you had killed the most wonderful thing than already happened you? "

With that obi-wan left the stage, he sobbed and cried, his cry echoed in the air, but certainly everybody would prefer the silence. Padme was unable of containing her tears she remembered of as Anakin complained of Obi-wan saying that he repressed him. What if Anakin died without hearing those words? Just the thought made her sick, she suffered for Obi-wan, if Anakin didn't wake up Obi-wan would die, it was visible he had aged thirty years in three days and he would not support to bury Anakin nor her. she could not imagine the pain that would be to live without her angel.

Now Ashoka would speak, she hugged Obi-wan tenderly and she arose in the stage carrying something in their hands . it was almost impossible of seeing, but the alien girl was quiet that morning. she had been quiet from Obi-wan told her the terrible truth, she was just a child the Jedi were afraid she stayed like this always

Ashoka was in the tips of the feet for reach the microphone and began "When master Yoda told me I was the Anakin Skywalker's padawan I was afraid, excited and terrified I think the powerful the choose one would not lose his time with a girl I think he would be the more critic master of the galaxy and I thought he would dislike me, well I was alright , he dislike me , he is the more crablouse, irritating, arrogant, crazy, clever, adventurous and arrogant guy that I even knew. . . . like every older brother.I never ever find a better master , he teach me wonderful things about Jedi, life , friendship…I love Anakin, he is the most important person of the galaxy for me, I don't know why the galaxy is struggling in this stupid war, but I was struggling for him. don't you notice? This stupid war condemned Anakin, you condemned Anakin!!" Ashoka said appearing for the senators that lowered their heads embarrassed." You and your idiot pride killed Anakin!! He is in coma because of you! I hate you!!! I hate…" noticing her despair Obi-wan went to the stage and he hugged the small girl, she disappeared in his heavy layer and she cried on his thorax while she repeated " I want him back Obi-wan, I want... "

Padme was petrified and she was not the only , the senators were crying embarrassed, it was true, Anakin was in coma because them. the senators decided the war, but who was dying in the battlefields were the Jedi. if Anakin wake up the republic would win absolute, the hero without fear would triumph on everything, besides on the mistakes of the senate, but if he died or he didn't wake up it would show how the republic was weak it would just strengthen the separatists , besides everything it, Padme feared for Ashoka, she knew little about the Jedi, but she knew Jedi don't hate, when Anakin killed the tusken raiders he was two weeks meditating and Anakin hated to meditate. Hate is not good for anybody, much less for a little girl. Padme was not Jedi, but she could feel the Ashoka hate was real. Ashoka seemed so small in the Obi-wan arms. She was so young. How can a child feel so hate? she noticed the people that launched hateful glances for the senators , they agreed with Ashoka she know that They think the senators killed Anakin and They hate them for that , then she noticed Anakin was more than only a Jedi, he was brother, friend, hero, without him republic lost an important foundation that could take it fall.

Padme walked for the narrow corridor that took her the stage, she didn't still know what she would speak and she felt more nauseous than never. take it easy my baby. she was implored . if somebody distrusted her pregnancy it could ruin the future of her family. family. the thought that she , Anakin their baby was a family made Padme happy. She imagined as Anakin would be happy to know he would be a dad. she imagined him singing to sleep the baby smoothly in his arms with a smile in his lips that only he had. However the only real things about Anakin and the baby in the moment was Anakin was in coma, she was very nauseous and she would fake Anakin was not her husband for millions of people.

"Well…Anakin is my best friend…" Padme began exhibiting the most convincing politic face of her, but she didn't get to stop looking for the screen with Anakin images, she could not fake she didn't love him it would be as faking her baby didn't exist , she could not betray her feelings this way, she began like this to cry for her weakness, she wanted to scream nobody is suffered more than she, she want the people felt pity of her as they felt of Ashoka, she wanted to be weak , she want told them that her baby maybe never could hug his father, she wanted say that her world had collapsed. but she couldn't… she couldn't, the lie was tearing her inside, the fear was consuming her. piece by piece. then when she open her mouth to say more one word, she vomited a white mass that indicated she had not eaten anything and it indicated a possible pregnancy.

Padme knelt down in the ground, she didn't blink, it seemed she was in another world, but her tears still scratched out her face.. suddenly she woke up when she heard her name said for thousands of voices, it were the holoporters that flew on her as vultures and before she was can breathed the holoporters were already and top of her. Padme didn't know what to do, the flashs were blinding her and her mind was cloudy, she had revealed their secret. She had betrayed her angel. She was not strong enough.

She feel she was being guided outside of the crowd, she thought it was her mind, but it was her bodyguard. when she noticed she was already in her speeder flying home. but she didn't feel now safe, she felt weaker than never. now everybody knew about her pregnancy. what if anybody discovered Anakin was the father? and if nobody discovered? she knew her planet was a traditional planet and a pregnant and single woman was one desgrace for her family, she could be expel of her family, she loved her parents, she would not support to see them renouncing her, she would not support the glaces for her child, a child without father, the child of a bitch. This was not the future she wanted for her baby.

Padme got off the speeder and she walked to the sofa of the veranda. her haindmains were waiting for her concerned. horever she was so nervous and afraid that she didn't want the concern of anyone now mainly because she knew nobody can help her

" Oh Milady, I am so sorry" Dorme began opening her arms to hug Padme

"Stay away for me!!! Everybody!!" Padme commanded crying

Everybody had left Padme there, lonely and broken , she sat down in the sofa and she cried with her hands in her belly, she knew it was just a little time to the holoporters knock on her door and she could just imagine how her life would be worse when it happened. suddely she felt something rough touch her hand. it was Obi-wan, he knelt down en front to her. he didn't say a lot of things he just asked a question.

"Anakin is the father , is he not?"

Padme didn't answer, she just sank in the Obi-wan hug , she didn't know how to explain why but she knew her secret was safe with him.