Author's Note: Chapter 37 has been edited. Sorry this is a day late. I was busy yesterday. This chapter isn't that long, but necessary. Because I'm going away on vacation this weekend, don't expect the next update sometime next week; no later then Thursday August 31, 2006. I'll probably have it up before then but I don't know.

Responses to Chapter 65:

Twisted Words (): Not really.

Sica Meni: Hey ya go?

G-Anakin 13: Who doesn't? Though, I find some of his lines to be humorous.

The Lure of the Dark Side: Chronicle 1-The Turning of an Era

Episode V: Revenge of the Sith

Chapter 21: Jealousy

When Antellica arrived home from the stroll she took after she left the Central Transport Center she found a note from Baynetta waiting for her.

Dear Antellica,

I've gone out to buy a few things. I'd hoped you could of come with me but, the Jedi just had to snatch you away from me again. Anyways, I shall see you when I get back; hopefully the Jedi would've released you from their retched Temple by then.

Padme

Antellica smiled sadly at the humor of the note and sighed. During her two days back from the Outer Rim Sieges she really hadn't seen Baynetta all that much because she was usually always at the temple. She didn't actually realize how much she'd missed her mistress until now.

I'll just have to change that. Antellica had nothing to do the rest of the day so when Baynetta got back they could spent that time together. In the meantime, Antellica went on the second floor to retrieve her Hologaming system. Hooking it up to the living room HV, she started to play one of her favorite crime fighting games – Kick Butt Action.

A few minutes into this however, the front door banged open. Antellica, naturally assuming it was Padme, called out without taking her eyes off the tube, "Hey Padme! I saw your note. As you can see I'm back."

For a moment she didn't get a reply but than…"Antellica. Where is Padme? And what note are you talking about?" the voice of Anakin all but growled.

"Oh Anakin, is that you?" she said, still not taking her eyes off the set. "Padme went out to pick up a few things."

"And the note?"

"That's what the note said. It's sitting there on the sofa if you want to see it." Antellica still kept her attention on the HV since there was no pause button on this game while playing in a level. Once she finished the level though, she paused it and turned around to find Anakin reading the note, his face contorted in rage. When he was done, he balled it up in his fist.

"Hey!" Antellica got up and ran over to him. "Is that the way you found it?"

He didn't reply. He didn't even look at her. He simply began to look about the living room, lifting up the pillows off the sofa, glaring around the room, appearing to be lost in thought.

"What are you doing?" she asked. "Never mind. I'm not interested." She than went back to her game.

A few minutes later, she found Anakin sitting next to her on the floor with the other control consul in his hands.

"What are you-"

"I figured it'd be more fun if we both played." He plugged his control device into the game consul and when the next round started, they began to play each other.

The next twenty minutes or so was basically spent with them playing and talking idly about the game and the levels they were on.

Halfway through the sixteenth level however, Anakin suddenly dropped his control consul and clutched at his head. "No, not again. Not now."

"Anakin!" Antellica exclaimed, dropping her own control consul. "Anakin what's wrong? Are you hurt? Are you all right?"

He didn't answer. But it's not because he didn't want to, it's because he was now receiving another premonition of the future, though this one was slightly different than the last. Padme was still dying on the birthing table but Obi-Wan was with her this time. But where was he?

Save your energy, Obi-Wan was saying to Padme.

I can't, she replied in pain.

Don't give up Padme, Obi-Wan begged of her.

Padme's only response was a sigh before her life left her.

"Anakin! Anakin, please! Tell me what's wrong!" Antellica continued to call at Anakin in fear as to what was wrong with him. He was clutching his head with his face screwed up. Then suddenly he jerked up off the floor, clutching his chest and panting heavily.

"Anakin, what's-"

But before Antellica could continue, Baynetta came through the front door, laden down with bags.

"Oh good Antellica, you are home," she said upon entrance. "I was hoping you would be. I bought some cute little dresses that might interest you and-" She suddenly stopped at the sight of Anakin. "Anakin! What are you doing here! Shouldn't you be at the temple? Oh never mind."

She went over to Antellica on the floor and hugged her. "The large yellow bags are yours."

"Awesome!" The teenager darted for the bags and began tearing through them. Baynetta patted Anakin on the head before going back to her own purchases. She was pleased to see Antellica happily looking over her gifts with delight.

"Obi-Wan's been here, hasn't he," Anakin stated.

"He came by this morning," she replied flipping through her bags.

"What did he want?" Anakin demanded.

"What did he want?" she repeated in confusion. "Anakin, he's my friend."

"What did you talk about?"

Baynetta looked up from her bags in pure confusion. "What is this, an interrogation session?"

"Just answer the question."

She shrugged, still confused by his anger. "Well, we talked about you."

"And?"

Looking up again, it was to see Anakin looking quite angry.

"He's worried about you," she said, making her way to the kitchen for a drink. Anakin followed her. "He says you've been under a lot of stress. And he asked me to try and help you, I don't know, unleash some of the stress perhaps."

She heard Anakin sigh deeply as she went over to the refrigerator to retrieve a fruit drink.

"I feel lost," he abruptly said.

"Lost?" she asked. "What do you mean?"

"Obi-Wan and the Council don't trust me."

"They don't trust you?" she repeated in bewilderment. "Anakin, they trust you with their lives."

Anakin shook his head and sighed yet again. "Something's happening. I'm not the Jedi I should be. I want more. And I know I shouldn't."

Baynetta took a sip from her beverage before speaking. "I think what the problem is, is that you expect too much of yourself."

Anakin walked over to the side kitchen window and gazed out it. Collecting another drink from the fridge, she approached him from behind. "Anakin, why don't you tell me what's really bothering you."

He glanced over at her a moment before accepting the drink she offered him. Sighing once more, he turned to face her. "I found a way to save you."

She blinked. "Save me?"

"From my nightmares."

"Is that what's bothering you."

Anakin didn't answer. "I won't lose you Padme."

"I'm not gonna die in childbirth Anakin, I promise you that."

"No, I promise you."

Baynetta shook her head before heading back towards the living room. "I'm very touched that you love me so much and you want to save me but these are just dreams Anakin. They will pass with time."

"No Padme," Anakin pressed. "These are visions of the future."

Baynetta smirked. "You humor me Anakin. Are you attempting to say that you can see into the future?" She gave a dry laugh. "Nonsense..."

Before Baynetta had returned home from shopping, she'd stopped at Palpatine's office to drop off the Petition of the Two Thousand Senators' signatures and told him all about the previous two meetings she'd had with Organa and the rest. Palpatine had found it to be all quite amusing and said that once the war was over – to which he continuously said soon whenever she asked. "Maybe even sooner than you may think," were his exact words – that these traitors in the Senate would get what was coming to them.

Baynetta then asked if he was worried about Arica at all, wondering if he hadn't simply sent her to her death by informing the Jedi she was on Utapau.

"Faith you must have in Arica, Baynetta. I hardly doubt that Kenobi will kill her. My guess is that it'll be the other way around."