Author's Note: This chapter is called 'Imagining Palo' 'cause mainly Padmé is thinking about Palo. I hope you guys aren't too mad at me…
Title: Temptation
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Anakin Skywalker walks out of the Jedi order to stay with a seven-month pregnant Padmé but they have a hard time dealing with their past. Abbé & Palo.
Disclaimer: I made all this up. All belongs to George Lucas!
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(¸.·´ (¸.·´·Chapter IV: Imagining Palo·•
As soon as Anakin caught up with Padmé, she was sitting behind a buurà tree sobbing with her hand covering her mouth. He sat beside Padmé.
"Oh Padmé." Anakin sighed. Padmé heard his voice and quickly recovered.
"I'm sorry Ani…" She sniffled. "At this time, I am very emotional." She chuckled.
"Well… I'm not complaining." He wrapped his arms around her. "Besides, the emotional stage is better than the craving one." He laughed. She giggled then sighed.
"What did she mean by 'Enjoy it while it lasts'?" She asked.
"Look Padmé, don't worry about her, I never liked her, I hate her now after what she said to me."
"What did she say to you?" She asked almost instantly. Anakin sat there, realizing he had said too much. He suddenly gave in.
"That there might be a chance for me and her." He confessed.
"Is there?" She asked. He frowned.
"Padmé, how can you say that? You are my wife, my soul mate." He cupped her cheek. "Padmé, I would never ever leave you for someone else. Especially her." He assured her. "What do I have to do to make you realize she isn't the one I want? What do I have to do to make you understand I love you?" He leaned down to kiss her lips firmly. She kissed him back with more passion. He pulled back gently. "I love you."
She smiled sadly. "I love you too." She sighed. "It's this stupid dream that"—
She stopped, wanting to cease the memory. She placed her hand on her forehead. "What I don't understand is why is she still chasing you, when you already have me?" She leaned her head against his shoulder.
"She's always been after me." He sighed. "Maybe she will never stop."
"Maybe when our baby is born she'll… back off?" Padmé asked with hope in her voice. Anakin chuckled in amusement.
"Fat chance."
Padmé bit her lip. "I have hope." He reached for her hand and squeezed it gently. They just laid there thinking.
"But… gods that felt good." He said. "We can tell people we're married now." He smiled. She giggled when he rubbed her stomach. It's time. He thought. Anakin started reaching for her left hand, dug into his pocket and took out a ring. He slipped the ring on her finger. The princess cut diamond caught her eye. "What is this for?"
"Something you should've worn a long time ago." Anakin smiled. Padmé touched it lightly. She smiled.
"It's beautiful." She said.
"You're not gonna cry again are you?" He asked. She smiled apologetically and gave a small nod. He opened his arms. She leaned closer and hugged him back as she wept.
I have to get used to this. Anakin sighed. He kissed her head and she pulled back smiling.
"Shall we go back?" He stood up slowly. Offering a hand to Padmé. She gladly accepted it.
"Lets." She smiled.
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In the kitchen, Padmé was making lunch while Anakin was in the fresher taking a shower. Padmé couldn't help but wonder what Palo looked like now. Not that she hadn't seen him in her dream but up close; face-to-face. Did he still have curly hair, brown sparkling eyes, and that handsome face she used to love to look at? Calm down Padmé, she thought to herself, if Anakin knew you were wondering about him… its Palo's life at stake. Of course, Anakin had already hated Palo since that day she gushed about him on the shaak fields. She smiled at the memory. Why am I even thinking about him? I am a happy woman, a happy married woman. She frowned when Palo came back invading her mind…
Flashback
We are walking down an aisle of Nubian art. We start talking about school, paintings and relationships…
"Have you ever fallen in love, Padmé?" Palo asks me. I laugh.
"Palo," I stop to stare into eyes. "I'm only twelve years old." He stares back.
"Would you like to?" He asks.
"Someday… yes."
"How about with… me?" He asks coyly. I smile; flattered a fourteen-year-old boy would even consider falling in love with me. To answer his question, I step closer and press my lips to his.
End Flashback
As Padmé stepped back into reality, Anakin walks in the kitchen. Padmé, unable to speak, sets the meal she had already prepared on the table. Anakin noticed her nervousness but does not say anything.
"Anakin, may I ask you a question?" She asked as she ate her shurrà fruit.
"Anything. What is it?"
"What would happen if you were still in the Jedi order and I was still a senator?" Padmé asked.
Silence
Anakin spoke first. "Frankly, I had never thought about it before." He said before taking a bite.
"But, don't you miss being a Jedi?"
"A little." He said. "Don't you miss being a senator?"
"Not that much." She said. Anakin sensed she was lying but did not say a word. "How about your friends like… Obi-Wan?"
His face fell. "I don't want to talk about it."
She nodded. To lighten the mood she changed the subject, "Where do want to go now?"
"It's not my night, it's yours." He pointed out. "Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know, Art Museum?" She suggested. Anakin nodded.
"Sounds good."
And they ate their food in silence.