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(Darth Vader's POV)

That silly woman thought I did not know about her secret connections! She thought she had me fooled! Well I'm not that easy to fool! I knew about her connections from the star, thought I needed to confirm them. I will show her that she cannot hide anything from me! She will be forced to watch her smug bag friends die at my hands!

I clench my fists as I stroll to the bridge. My wife is a thorn in my side, and it will grow throughout our marriage. She is nothing but…. My breath escapes me as my angel wanders out of our bedroom. She is wearing a scarlet dress which fits snug against all her curves. My eyes wander down and then back to her face. Her chestnut curls bounce upon her shoulders and twist around her face. I am stunned for a second before realizing I have duties. Averting my gaze away, I rush around the corner to the bridge. To shake my wife's image out of my mind I bellow out, "Where is the rebel base?"

Commander Reynolds steps forward, shaking, "Sir- the rebels are on the planet Naboo."

Smirking beneath my mask I order, "Good, set a course for Naboo."

"Vader, why are you working on your honeymoon?" My master's voice suddenly inquires. Whirling, I see his repulsive reflection on the holo-screen.

"Master, there was a rebel base discovered and I wanted to see if I could capture the rebels," I answer, keeping his daughter out of our conversation. I do not want her father to know of her connections, at least not until I need too….

"Good, good. You are doing an excellent job as my second in command."

I nod, "Its all thanks to you master,' I praise, knowing all to well how much he loves extol. The guy is so vain he spends ages getting ready in the morning. He smirks slightly at me before cutting the transmission.

(Padme's POV)

I leave the bedroom, planning to make it look like I'm heading to the library to read. As I leave the room, I sense my husband behind me. The urge to turn around and give him a saucy smile is tedious but I resist it and carry on my way. I sense his gaze upon me, and my body tenses. When I feel his gaze leave me, I hastily look behind and see he is nowhere in sight. Sighing, I swiftly reach one of my shortcuts and direct myself to the secret compartment between the bridge and the ducts that lead into space.

Vader may think he is clever, wait until he discovers my shortcuts! Although I have no intention to ever reveal them to him. I might need them in the future.

I can hear Vader's irritating breathing and he bellows, "Where is the rebel base?"

"Sir- the rebels are on the planet Naboo."

He orders, "Good, set a course for Naboo."

Naboo! No! I have to go there to warn Bail and the others! I cannot let them die at the hands of Vader. We are not more than two standard hours away from Naboo. I should get ready to land, and warn them of the attack. They don't deserve to die; they are our only chance for a democracy!

I race back to my bedroom- I mean mine and Vader's bedroom and dash into Vader's closet. I don't think he'll miss one of his cloaks. He has too many I discovered on my wedding night. Security should not recognize me in the cloak. I change into my charcoal skin-tight fighting suit and tie my hair up in a bun before placing Vader's heavy cloak on.

Then, I slowly walk out the room. I know that before bombing the rebel base they would first survey it. As soon Vader's ship is over Naboo, I use a Jedi mind trick (which Obi wan taught me) on one of the storm troopers, and I take borrow one of their fighters with his permission.

(On Naboo)

I land behind a bush, keeping the fighter hidden with a cloaking device. If Vader or my father finds me down here, I will be in a serious amount of trouble. I follow the path down and deep within the forest. A camouflaged building comes into view, and I knock on the door softly. A low voice whispers, "Who is it?"

I drop my hood down and hear the voice's surprised gasp, "Padme'."

He quickly opens the door and ushers me in. Bail Organa's lively features appear from behind his cloak. "We're in the middle of a meeting, care to join?"

"No Bail, I have something extremely important to tell you and it's urgent. Gather everyone up now!" He can tell by the tone in my voice that it cannot wait and escorts me downstairs to a hidden room.

"Padme," I hear everyone's surprised gasp. The sudden rush of greetings throws me off balance and I fall suddenly. Obi-wan Kenobi and Bail come to my aid and help me into a chair.

"Listen, to me now for the sake of your lives." Everyone crowds around me, like children listening to their favourite bedtime story.

"Tell us please," Bail persists urgently, knowing I had risked my skin to come here.

I clear my throat and begin, "Vader is going to destroy this base. He knows of the location and is on his way here. I'm sure his scouts are already surveying the area."

A woman from the back of the room asks, "They have found us?"

"Yes, and you must hurry and leave…." I am interrupted by many shouts and screams.

"Please quiet down! I am not finished!" I cry over their protests and shouts.

"Please everyone ORDER!" Bail cries, whistling between his teeth. Every man and woman halts their actions and turn back to Bail. "Let us not panic, Padme' is not finished."

"Then tell us!" A senator proclaims.

"Very well, I know the identity of Darth Vader." Everyone starts whispering amongst themselves. They are sceptical of my knowledge, since I am the Emperor's daughter.

"How do you know?" Mona Mothman questions, her eyebrows are raised.

"Does it matter?" I question, knowing if they knew about my marriage they would not trust me. I cannot afford losing them.

"Who is it?" Bail asks gently.

I eye Obi-wan and mutter, "Anakin Skywalker." Obi-wan does not look surprised. Did he know of his turning? Gasps fly through the room and a small woman claims, "NO, that the republic's Hero turned against us? He could not have betrayed us!"

"It is true," Obi-wan speaks up. He steps forward and sighs, "Anakin was my padwan, I watched him fall to the dark side."

"You- were his master- Why did you not tell me Obi-wan?" I stammer out. This news was shocking. I had trusted Obi-wan throughout my childhood. He never once spoke of his padwan. I had never seen Anakin…and all along I had a link between us; a link I could have connected to years before Anakin's fall…. Tears fill my eyes and I hold them back. This isn't the time for tears. I must save my friends.

"Never mind my request, Obi-wan. You do not have to explain yourself." He nods silently. "Now, everyone should leave immediately!"

The rebels say nothing more, they bombard Bail and I near the door and scurry out. Bail, Obi-wan and I are left standing in the empty room. Bail is the first to speak, "I know all about your marriage to Vader," I gasp and he nods knowingly, "Don't worry I know your father planned it."

I smile gratefully at him. He knows how much I hate Vader. Obi-wan places a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Padme' I have something for Anakin. He left it at the Jedi Temple the night he turned. I believe you should have it now."

He reaches under his cloak and places and a small chest in my hands. "What-"

I gasp as I recognize the intricate design. It belonged to Shmi. The aged wooden box is present in all my memories of her. She always stored her most precious memories in there, but never allowed anyone to look in there; including her son, Anakin.

Memories of Anakin trying to open the box and getting caught by Shmi enter my mind. I give a small chuckle, Obi-wan looks questioning at me. I shake my head. It doesn't matter anymore, its all in the past. He nods respectfully, knowing exactly what I was thinking. "When- did Shmi give this to Anakin?" I ask.

"I believe right before died. Anakin would never speak of it. Yet he never opened the box. I believe Shmi would want her son to have it back and perhaps his wife too, when the time is right."

This only served to make my curiosity deeper. I'll find out when the time is right. I know I could never look into Vader's secrets. I love him – no hate him too much to try and find out more about him.

I smile gratefully and my smile fades as I hear a familiar ticking noise and then silence. I shove Bail and Obi-wan up the stairs and out the door. Seconds later a loud bang and an orange illumination fills the room. My body is thrown into table and I groan from the increasing throbbing. I landed on my back; the wooden box is still tucked under my hand. My arm aches and my legs are throbbing. My eyes are cloudy from the dust and debris. I attempt to cry out for Bail or Obi-wan but I do not hear a reply and darkness claims me. Maybe I can escape this life, be free from the horrors.

(Vader's POV)

We hover above the base and I watch the destruction from space. A smile forms upon my lips under my mask. The smell of victory is certainly in the air, and my wife and I will celebrate this victory tonight….

"Get a ship ready, I'm going down there to find surviving rebels," I bellow. The commander nods nervously at me as I walk happily to the hanger bay.

(In the hanger bay)

I notice that one of the fighters is missing. I guess the Emperor sent a clone on a mission. I leave the docking station and fly out to the base….

(Naboo)

Getting out, I inspect the area and notice no one around. "Dammit, how on earth did they escape!" I grumble to myself through my mask. The building is gone with most of the forest. A deep crevice in the ground is near me. I jump into the pit and out of the corner of my eye; I discern a figure in black lying a few feet away. The figure had been thrown by the force of the explosion. As I head towards it, the cloak looks rather familiar but I cannot place it. I bend down, and gently remove the hood. I have a captive! They can tell me where the rebel scum wen—

Padme! The blasted woman! What in…. So this is how the rebels got away! I feel the urge to scream at her. How did she know of the location?

"Stupid woman," I mutter to myself as I pick her up. Her father will not find out about this. If he does she will be killed. I can't lose her again. Not for the second time.

As I pick her up, a box falls out of her hand. It rolls out onto the dirt. The chest is

Small and I bend down to pick it up. I gasp. No it can't be. I recognize the box. The engraved name is my mothers… The box was her's. How did Padme' get this precious possession?

I glance back at my wife in my arms before heading to the fighter. When she's healed she needs to be punished; something to teach her never to interfere with my plans again. Damn woman. Why can't she do what she's told?

(Padme's POV)

I wake up in my bedroom, lying on the bed. My head hurts like murder. I realize that I've been stripped of the clothes I wore and placed in a lengthy blue nightdress. I sit up and watch Vader without his armour on, sitting on a chair staring at the chest. He traces the lid, slowly caressing Shmi's name on the top. He is lost in memories of her.

He looks so peaceful. Why can't we be like this forever? Slowly he opens the box, I hear his sudden gasp as he quickly slams the lid and stares heavily at it. He looks terrified at it before getting up and placing the box in his closet.

That's rather unusual. I quickly turn over and pretend to sleep but I know he senses I am awake.

This is proven when he comes to the bed and sits beside me. He whispers in my ear, "Amidala I know you are awake." This is a bad sign. He has only used that name when he is irate.

I shiver with fear; clawing my insides. He wants to kill me. I can feel it. I open my eyes and he slaps me across the face. I wince; my headache intensifies.

"Why the hell did you help them?" He questions me. I look up to watch his eyes turn yellow. I'm afraid now. He knows that, so I try to charm him.

"Anakin- Please, you know how much they mean to me. They are good friends. Please- Even your old master was there, Obi-Wan." I try this as a desperate measure. Hoping it will bring out the good in him. As usual he ignores that and focuses on his name. He slaps me.

"Don't you dare call me Anakin. My name is Vader! Anakin is dead and gone!" He smacks me again to reinforce this. My skin reddens and it hurts. My head feels like someone has run over it in a speeder. Tears enter my eyes as the pain inundates my brain. Vader's eyes disappear and the eyes of my love appear once more.

"Padme-god- what have I do?" He cries out. He buries his head in my shoulder, "Please-- forgive me, I don't know what over came me."

"Shhh—I forgive you." I cannot help but forgive him; I know he is fighting for control in his body. Vader fights to stay in control, but right now I fight for Anakin. I do not want him to leave me again. I cling to Anakin and press his mouth against mine tenderly. He responds as he pushes me gently back on the bed.

To be continued.