The tension in the ship among the handmaiden's was tense. No one said anything to the other for fear that Sabe and Padme would start bickering once again. Sabe had been commanded to stay within the walls of the Queen's privet quarters and to not leave it for any instance. Padme knew it would drive the handmaiden insane. Still, she didn't want anymore random scenes with the fake Queen present. Plus Padme would have more time to talk with Obi-Wan. There was a method in her madness that didn't involve politics.

Padme was seated in the main quarters where two of the pilots were located. They said it was only a little while longer till they reached their destination. She sighed all the time. Anakin was good company but the Jedi whom she wished to see was preoccupied when his master came back.

"I wonder where everyone is." Anakin stated while digging his finger nails into the chrome designs on the table. "It's so quite."

Padme shrugged her shoulders. "Getting ready I guess."

Suddenly her prayers had been answered. Walking into the room was Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. She didn't say anything to the elder Jedi since her attention was fixated on the younger. "Finally you make an appearance. I was thinking you got lost on the ship."

Obi-Wan took a seat beside Anakin. "That would never happen."

Placing his hand on Anakin's shoulder, Qui-Gon began to speak. "Why don't you come with me Anakin. There is something I would like to talk to you about."

Padme was a bit curious as to why the Jedi wanted to speak with Anakin. Was it something that couldn't be said in front of her? Hump, well if he didn't trust her then she didn't trust him. "Your master seems to be smitten with Anakin."

"Smitten? More like interested. The boy could be a potential for the Jedi service and if Qui-Gon has his way about it, the boy would start right away."

"That's good. Maybe it will take Anakin's mind off his mother."

Obi-Wan tilted his head. "Your queen seems to be taking it on the easy lately. I haven't seen her in a long while."

"Why?" Padme quirked a brow. "Is there something you need of her?"

"No, she's just allot more fun then I realized."

Padme lowered her eyes. Was Sabe more interesting then her? No, it couldn't be! Ok, so the girl was gifted with conversation skills and a knack on how to twist men but… she was Padme! She would not be underhanded. "Oh."

"You seem sad about that? It's just that I can talk to her."

"Well, I always have an open ear." She paused; her mind thinking on how to turn his attention away from Sabe. "I can never find someone who understands me; who can reach inside and pull out the best."

He thought for a minute and lean on the table. "Really? I have always found comfort in talking with Master Qui-Gon. Not to mention Master Yoda."

"And what do they tell you?"

"The exact same things." There was a long pause from the Jedi. He turned his blue eyes to Padme. "Not really sound advice in my books but it does justice."

"Has there ever been someone who was what you needed?"

Now Obi-Wan had his full attention on Padme. He wanted to open up and talk to her but was it right to do so? Last time he did that, he wound up in counseling and trying to get over a broken heart. "Padme…"

"It's alright, I won't judge."

"A long while ago, I had someone who I could talk the night away to. Her name was Siri Tachi. A fellow Jedi who had a will as strong and a mind as quick as mine. To make a long story short, I fell in love with her and that was when we decided that it was time to end the friendship."

Padme had never heard such a story before in her life. Her mind shuttered. "What? You ended your friendship because of love?"

"Not exactly." Obi-Wan sighed. "I wanted to be a Jedi Knight… and to leave the order… would kill me. She knew it and I knew it."

Her hand slowly reached out to his arm. It was a moment that she would cherish till the end of time. There they were sitting all alone with her hand upon his arm. She felt light headed. "That's terrible. Do you still see her?"

"Haven't seen her in years."

"Ah, I'll get over it right?" Obi-Wan had his eyes upon the young girl. There was something about the women from Naboo that made him forget that he was a Jedi. They made him forget his code and dedications. "That's life."

Without another word, Padme leaned in closer. Her cheek brushed against his own while her hand slinked to his thigh. It was simply magical when her lips brushed past his. There was slight hesitation from the Jedi until their lips were locked in a kiss that broke all boundaries.

Truly, Padme was in heaven. Her first kiss was upon a ship in space, during a war. In her later years, she would call this romantic. Till then, she would dub it fantasies coming to life.

Suddenly all the passion in her cheeks fled as they parted. Obi-Wan stood to his feet. He was truly embarrassed for what had happened and it was obvious. Shaking his head, the Jedi turned his back to her. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I'm not."

"Ugh, you don't understand." He turned to face her. There was desperation in his eyes. All he saw within her was Siri. "This was an accident and it will never happen again."

Padme reached out and grasped his shoulder before he could leave. Did he really feel that way about her? Was she just some accident? This was wonderful for her young mind; now she doubted herself. How could a man have this much of an affect on her! "Please don't leave!"

"I must. Good day, young handmaiden."

Slinking back into her seat, Padme could feel tears come to her eyes. She was always a pillar of strength and here she was, crying! It was shame that washed over her. She covered her face and fled to a corner where she could sob in peace.

Huzzah! Some Obidala action for some of you who were yearning for it! I have started another fic that might be of interest to some. It's entitled Do I Not Bleed? Go and check it out. Oh yeah! Review! Hehe….