Chapter Eight

Anakin walked down the hallway and knocked on Ciana's door.

"Ciana? Can I come in?"

After a few seconds of waiting, he opened the door and stepped in. He knew she was in here, somewhere. As he turned around, he saw her sitting by the window, staring out of it, staring at nothing…there was a blank look on her face, nothing else. He walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Ciana, are you alright?"

He sat down next to her, not expecting an answer, so he wasn't surprised when she turned to him, the blank look still on her face, non responsive. Anakin sighed and stretched his legs to make himself comfortable, he would be here awhile.

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Padme sat at her vanity, brushing her hair, already donned in her day clothes, when Obi-Wan walked through the door. He came to stand to behind her, bending down and kissing her cheek before nuzzling her neck with his nose.

Padme squirmed and turned to face him. She set a frown upon her face, and tried to look her sternest.

"Obi-Wan, no time for that now…", Padme inwardly smiled at the look of sadness that passed over his face, "I want to know what that was all about."

Obi-Wan sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He slumped down and ran a hand through his hair.

"Ciana's father was here," was all he said, simply waiting for her reaction.

Padme's eyes became wide and she put a hand to her mouth in shock.

"Her…father? The one who got drunk and beat her? But..how did he found this place, and most importantly, how did he know she was here with us…" Padme stood up and was about to open the door but stopped when she heard Obi-Wan's voice.

"Wait, no, don't go…give her some time. I bet Anakin's in there already, and I bet he's not getting any answers from her right now."

As Obi-Wan said that, he stood up and walked over to Padme, and put his hands on her forearms, rubbing them, he could tell she was still shaken by this news. He hugged her to him, inhaling her sweet scent as he did.

"Give her some time, that's all she needs..." he whispered in her ear.

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Anakin's head lolled on his shoulders, he resisted the urge to groan out loud. This was taking forever..shouldn't she have been talking yet? There hadn't been a peep out of her for..how long? Anakin looked at the chronometer and once again resisted the urge to groan. Gods, he'd been sitting here for almost an hour. He turned even more to look at the door, and almost fell out of the chair in the process. He grabbed the edge of the chair to hold himself steady, but what he didn't see was that Ciana had turned and given the chair a push, so it fell over, with Anakin under it. He groaned and turned his head to look up, to see Ciana standing there, watching him, no expression on her face, except in her eyes, they were once again twinkling.

Anakin groaned and laid his head on the floor, his voice muffled by the carpet.

"Itsthsgoodtoseethyoutoo."

Cianna snorted and stepped over him and walked out the door. Anakin watched in surprise as she left his vision. He scrambled up, almost fell over the chair, but managed to walk out of the room and follow her.

"And where do you think you're going." he asked, glaring at her as she walked to the front door of the apartment.

"I'm going out, I can't stay in this apartment anymore. It's suffocating." She was about to open the door but Anakin grabbed a hold of her wrist and turned her to face him, she looked up into his glaring face, her face set into a stubborn look as well.

"Let go of me" she said stiffly, glaring at him.

"Do you know how stupid it is to go out there? After what happened today, of all things!" he stated, ignoring her statement. He longed to give her a good shake and put some sense into her brain.

"I said, Let. Go. Of. Me." she said angrily, emphasing the last words importantly. She struggled out of her grasp, if she didn't get away from her, she'd go crazy. So many emotions were running through her at once, she couldn't take it.

"You're not going anywhere alone."

Ciana rolled her eyes.

"Well, why don't you come with me then?"

Anakin blinked.

A pause.

"Oh, right…"

Another pause.

"Would you please let go of me now?"

Anakin let go of her wrist as if he had been burned. He clenched his teeth together and stepped in front of her. Ciana watched him.

"I'm going out, are you coming with me or not, because either way, I'm going." she said.

Anakin opened the door and took a step outside. He turned his head to say over his shoulder,

"What does it look like I'm doing." he said, walking down the hallway.

Ciana stood there, staring at him, feeling as if she should throw something at his head. She growled and walked after him, one she caught up to him she looked at his face. Without turning his head Anakin asked softly, "So where are we going anyway."

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Obi-Wan fingered the turquoise ring on the golden chain that Padme has always worn since the day he gave it to her. He smiled softly and watched as the light caught the lovely color and made it shine even brighter. He looked down at Padme, who was by far the beautiful thing he had ever seen. Padme looked up into his face and smiled at the look of love apparent on it. She stepped back from him, never letting go of his hand, and walked out the door. She led him to the front door and opened it.

"Let's go somewhere." she said softly.

Obi-Wan chuckled and looked down the hallway.

"Hmm, but where to…"

"I just want to go anywhere, to get out of this apartment, I cleared my schedule so I'm free all day." she said, with a special smile.

Obi-Wan bent down and kissed her lightly before walking out the door, Padme following, still holding on to his hand.

I know this chapter seemed kind of pointless, but I have other interesting 'stuff' already forming in my head for the next chapter. Please review! Thanks for reading!

P.K. -91 out. (Padme)