AHAHA! Finally I've updated! Sorry for such a long wait, been busy, been to a vaca, that didn't even last for how long it was supposed to last, lol, yeah, busy..anyway, here's your next chap! Enjoy! Oh, and as you said, Kenobifan, that you would hope to see more Obi and Padme time, well here it is! YAY, lol, enjoy the chap!

Your Humble Servant

Padmé out. (P.K. - 91)

Chapter Five

Padmé walked into the living room and was amused to see Obi-Wan sitting in a chair and reading his book. Apparently he had moved from their bedroom into here. Luckily for her his back was to her, he was facing the fireplace. She crept into the room and when she reached him she put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. She whispered into his ear,

"Hello, my love."

Obi-Wan chuckled and set the book down. He grabbed her arms and moved her along the edge of the chair and when she was next to him he pulled her towards him. A little squeal popped out of her mouth as she feel into his lap. He grinned wickedly and put his thumb and forefinger on her chin to bring her closer. Padmé's mouth had opened slightly, she licked her lips, for they had suddenly gone very dry. Obi-Wan's eyes strayed to her lips, he smiled and traced them with his forefinger lightly. .Padmé smiled and grabbed his finger. She kissed it softly, she moved down and kissed his palm, she grinned as she watched Obi-Wan's eyes close ever so slightly in bliss. He couldn't take it anymore, he entwined his hands in her soft silky hair and pulled her close and kissed her. Padmé's hands moved down and laid on his chest, she moved her right hand under his robe and laid it upon his heart. She felt his strong heart pump underneath her palm, a steady pulse, that showed that he was alive and well. And loved.

They broke away and stared into each others eyes. Obi-Wan's eyes were no longer a calm sea color, instead they were a stormy blue, eyes full of lust and love. Padmé's eyes were no longer the light brown, curious eyes, instead they were a darker brown, filled with mischievousness and seductive traits beneath them. Obi-Wan could look into those eyes forever, and just get lost in their beauty, but, the woman who had these beautiful brown eyes was even more beautiful. Her cheeks were flushed and a grin was upon her face, the kind that looked like she had just enjoyed something wonderfully. Obi-Wan mentally snorted, he had no doubt that she hadn't enjoyed it. Her brown curls framed her heart shaped face and cascaded down her back, a light brown with reddish golden highlights in the light. Luckily for him, the sun was shining on her hair and it glowed, she truly did look like an angel. His angel.

Obi-Wan held her hand up to his face and kissed her palm, he kissed her wrist and down to her elbow. He felt Padmé shudder in delight and a chuckle rumbled through him. He cupped her face and kissed her soundly on the lips. He smiled at her, his sea green eyes twinkling.

"Hello to you too, my love."

Padmé's musical captivating laughter floated through the library. She laid her head on his chest, listening to his heart, as Obi-Wan put his arms around her waist and gave her a light squeeze. He laid his head upon hers and listened to her breathing, a soft musical sound. After a few moments of silence, Obi-Wan just had to ask.

"So, what was that slamming of the front door all about?"

"Ciana." she said simply.

A short pause.

"Oh."

Another pause. Obi-Wan had taken a hold of Padmé's hand and was gently rubbing it in a circular motion with his thumb. His chest rumbled as he spoke.

"This have anything to do with Anakin?"

Padmé snorted softly.

"Everything."

Obi-Wan smiled.

"Ohhhhh, sounds exciting. Do tell."

Padmé laughed and looked at him.

"Do you really wanna know?"

He shrugged and smiled slyly at her.

"If something goes on in your apartment, it's always something I want to know."

Padmé smiled. She shifted on Obi-Wan's lap to get more comfortable. His hands are moved from her hands to lay on her stomach, where their child, or children, were growing, it had become a wonderful habit of his. They laughed quietly as they felt a kick. Obi-Wan's eyes registered surprise and joy as he felt another strong kick.

"It's got to be a girl." he muttered to himself. He smiled wickedly at Padmé as he saw the look she had on her face.

"What! It has to be a girl, I can tell from how hard the kick is." he persisted, a stubborn look on his face.

Padmé laughed and smacked him on the shoulder lightly.

"And who told you a girl kicks hard."

Obi-Wan's mouth opened in mock shock.

"Um, hello! No one had to tell me! I'm talking from personal experience!"

They laughed. A pause ensued after.

"Anyway, we're getting off the subject. I was just about to tell you about that whole Ciana/Anakin issue."

Obi-Wan nodded.

"Well, yeah, I found Ciana storming down the hallway, after a wee bit I finally persuaded her to come back to the apartment to tell me all about it. We talked in our bedroom. She told me that she had woken up, was scared because she had seen a black shadow next to her room, she had thrown something at the 'shadow' and had fallen to the floor. She crawled to the other side of the bed, saw that it was Anakin, freaked out, went over to him, then she told me that he kissed her. MORE than kissed her."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes.

"Did he freak her out? I just knew it!"

"Well, yes, but he didn't do THAT much, as she put it. Anyway, yeah, long story short, their relationship is progressing, but as neither of them expected, of sorts...I guess...I don't know, it's just...weird..."

Obi-Wan nodded and kissed her neck.

"Mhmm." he answered absently, while caressing her face.

"Obi-Wan, come on, you have to take this ser –" but she didn't get to finish her sentence because her lips were already locked with Obi-Wan's. She moaned softly and pulled away regretfully.

"Obi-Wan!..."

His eyes opened slightly.

"Hmmmm?"

"Obi-Wan, you're not even paying attention." She moaned after that last sentence when she felt Obi-Wan's fingers trailing down her neck, and collar bone, his lips following after.

"So? I don't think I want to hear anymore, Anakin can take care of himself." he said slowly, concentrating on the woman in front of him, which wasn't very hard. "Stupid Anakin, always getting himself in trouble, I swear, he's going to get himself killed someday."

"Don't say that. He's going to live..to a ripe old age of 40!" Padmé said, laughingly.

Obi-Wan laughed. "Riiiight, sure he will...and who told you 40 is old?" Obi-Wan asked, pretending to be offended, for after all, he was 37 years of age.

Padmé narrowed her eyes and looked at him. "Somebody..who," after she said that she poked his chest lightly, "I", another poke, "know", another poke, "very", another poke, "well.", she finished, a triumphant smile on her face.

"Bet you feel special now, poking your dear.." he paused, slightly scared by himself, for he was just about to say 'old', "..husband on the chest, harassingly" he cried, raising his hand in the air, his pointer finger out, the rest like a fist, to make his point.

"Aww, does poor Obi Kenobi feel offended?" Padmé purred, while poking his chest some more. She was highly enjoying herself.

Obi-Wan gasped and held her hand to make her stop poking him. "DON'T call me OBI." he said, making his voice sound hard. Then he smiled. "But it does sound cute when you say it." He blinked though as Padmé suddenly got up and started walking around the room, chanting 'Obi' over and over again.

"Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi..." she chanted, watching him, a satisfactory smile on her face as she watched his face expression change from mildly confused to annoyed. He held his head in his hands and groaned. Suddenly Padmé's 'Obi's' had gotten quieter, he poked his head up and found that she wasn't in the room.

"Oh frak." he muttered, walking out of the room and following the sound of Padmé's voice down he hall. "She had better not go out of this apartment." he muttered to himself.

Padmé smiled and walked over to the front door, still chanting 'Obi'. She opened it and walked out, chanting 'Obi'. She looked around, luckily there was no one around. She smiled wickedly and continued her trek down the hallway.

"Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi, Obi." she said tauntingly, knowing Obi-Wan would be after her anytime soon. Just as she finished that thought she felt a hand cover her mouth and one go around her waist, she was pulled tight against his broad chest. She secretly smiled to herself.

"Stop saying that, please." Obi-Wan said in a raspy whisper. Padmé shook her head, trying not to laugh.

"When I let go of your mouth, will you not say 'Obi'?" he asked, praying that she would, otherwise he'd have to drag her back to the apartment. He snickered at the thought.

Padmé nodded and as Obi-Wan's hand lifted from her face, she let out a rather loud "OBI!" and her laughter was cut off short as his hand came back, pressing harder against her mouth.

"STOP." Obi-Wan said, this time he wasn't going to let go of her mouth.

A door suddenly opened and a maid poked her head out of the door, concern on her face as she looked at the couple. "Is everything alright, sir?" she asked timidly. Obi-Wan forced a smile and let go of Padmé, PRAYING that she would not say anything, glaring at her all the while.

"Ahem, yes, " he said, "everything is alright, my wife was just acting..childish." he said, moving beside Padmé and grabbing her arm, holding her just above the elbow. He once again forced a smile and sighed in relief as the maid frowned, but moved back into the room she was cleaning, leaving them alone. He glared at Padmé, who just smiled innocently. He scowled and practically dragged her back into the apartment. Once he had shut the door and let go of her arm Padmé sighed and smiled to herself. She brushed off her clothes, as if she had been in a scuffle, and looked at Obi-Wan.

"Well, that was exciting." she said, smiling. "Wasn't it, Obi?" she added, with a smirk and she walked into the kitchen leaving a stunned Obi-Wan behind her. After a few seconds of still standing there in shock, Obi-Wan wisely decided not to go into the kitchen just yet, instead he went down the hall towards their bedroom, passing Ciana on the way. She looked slightly confused.

"Um, Obi-Wan, do you mind telling me what that 'Obi' thing was all about?" she asked hesitantly.

Obi-Wan shrugged, "Eh, just Padmé, she was just happy this morning...I guess..."

"Oh, well, ok then..." Ciana said, smiling at him. "Having some pregnancy issues, then?"

Obi-Wan snorted. "Yeah, I spose. Anyway, yeah, do you know where Anakin is?"

At the mention of Anakin, Ciana's face instantly closed up. "No." she said quietly, shaking her head. "Now, if you'll excuse me.." and she walked past him and into her bedroom.

Obi-Wan watched her go. Why in the name of the gods did HE have to be here, with all these women having problems. He shook his head and walked into his bedroom...their bedroom, actually. Obi-Wan walked into the fresher and got ready, for a big day, he supposed.