Reunited, Only to Be Seperated Again
Jordana was sitting in her room, attempting to meditate, when Anakin walked in. He came over to her, helped her stand up, and pulled her into his arms. He tilted his head to the side, then leaned in and kissed her. He ran his hands through her golden brown hair as she placed her hands on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to deepen their kiss. Anakin laid her down on her bed before slowly climbing on top of her. He looked lovingly into her eyes as he traced her cheek with his thumb.
"I love you, Jordana." He whispered.
"I love you too, Anakin." She said as she pulled him into a passionate kiss. She placed her arms around him as she felt his hand move slowly up her leg…
Jordana's eyes flew open. She sat up in her bed and looked around. She was relieved when she saw that no one was in here room; it had only been a dream. She slowly climbed out of bed. There was very little light in her room, which made getting dressed a harder task than it should be. She grabbed her belt with her light saber on it and headed towards the training room. The training room was a huge room with beige walls; a carpet of tan, woven grass, and for most of the day was crowded as hell. Jordana walked through the large, carved, wooden door, and was pleased to see that no one else was in there. She hated being there when it was crowded, having to watch were you were going so you didn't hit someone, it usually broke her concentration. She grabbed a training droid and tossed it into the air, then ignited her green-bladed light saber. She had become so caught up in practicing that she didn't hear Anakin come in. When she heard a light saber ignite behind her, she spun around, only to have her attacked blocked by him.
"Hello, nice to see you again too." He said, with a smile that made her knees what to give. Both retracted their light sabers at the same time.
"Ani!" she shrieked as she threw her arms around him. "So, how was it?"
"Aggressive negotiations."
"That bad, huh?"
"Pretty much", he paused. "So what did you do this time while I was gone."
"My master and I had a brief mission on Malastare with some smugglers and bounty hunters, fortunately with minimal aggressive negotiations. The rest of the time I've been here, practicing every day early in the morning and late at night when no one's here. I've been bored out of my mind actually." She was hesitant to tell him about the disturbance she'd been feeling.
"You're not racing every day?" he teased.
"No one wants to."
"Probably because they know you'll beat their asses."
"Yeah, especially since they found out I beat you…several times."
"Oh shut up!"
"What? I did."
"Whatever." He paused. "You say you practice every day? Lets just see how well your skills have improved." He said, igniting his silver bladed light saber.
"You challenging me?"
"Yes I am."
"You are so going to get it." She said, igniting her own light saber. The two of them dueled for what seemed like an endless amount of time, each one successfully blocking the other's attacks. Anakin found himself working a bit harder to block her. Jordana, determined to win, delivered a high kick, knocking Anakin's light saber out of his hand and onto the floor. She held her blade close to his throat.
"I win."
"Not quite." He said. He used the Force to retrieve his light saber. Jordana retracted hers, did a back flip, and ignited it again as she landed, in just enough time to block his attack. The two of them locked eyes. The sound of someone clapping by the entrance doors broke their gaze. Tahira had been watching the whole thing.
"Impressive, Jordana. You learn quickly." She commented.
"You taught her all of that?" Anakin asked trying to catch his breath. Tahira nodded. Anakin looked at Jordana than back at Tahira, still pointing at Jordana, "She's lethal now you know. You've created a monster."
"I'm sure I have. Look, the reason I'm here is that Obi-Wan is looking for you. Apparently, you have another meeting with the Council."
"Again, we just got back." Jordana looked at Anakin.
"I'm afraid so."
"Thank you Master Vereek." He said with a faint expression of sadness on his face. He turned to Jordana; "I'll see you before I go, Jordie."
"Alright. See ya." She said. Jordana watched as Anakin walked out of the room. Tahira looked at Anakin, then back at her apprentice.
"He turned out alright didn't he?" she asked.
"Oh yeah."
"And to think I thought he was ugly." Jordana laughed a little. "Any chance he might feel the same about you as you do about him?"
"Nope." They both were silent for a while before Tahira ignited her blue light saber.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"You still need to work on some areas."
"But I just got done."
"Well then you're going to practice until you're sore." Jordana ignited her light saber and prepared for practice.
After hours of practicing, Jordana was walking around the Temple, attempting to relax her muscles. She heard the sound of footstep behind her. She turned around and saw Anakin running towards her."Jordie, guess what?" he panted still out of breath.
"What?"
"I'm going to see her again."
"Who?"
"Padme."
"Your obsession." He laughed a little before becoming serious.
"There was an assassination attempt on her life this morning. The Chancellor feels that she would be safer under my master and my protection."
"She may be safe with Obi-Wan, but she will have to be protected from you." She teased.
"I'm serious Jordie. Besides, I haven't seen her in ten years." He said with a nervous smile on his face.
"You nervous?"
"Oh yeah." She paused for a moment.
"Just promise me you'll be careful."
"Why what is it?" she paused again.
"Lately I've been feeling a disturbance in the Force. I don't know what it is or when it's going to happen. I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I'll be as careful as I can Jordie. But I also have a duty to protect her."
"I know. I also know that'd you die for her too." She said softly. He placed on hand on her shoulder. She felt her chest get tight, and a lump form in her throat.
"Don't worry."
Their moment was interrupted by Obi-Wan.
"Anakin we have to go."
"Yes Master." He looked at Jordana. "I'll see you when I get back."
"Bye Anakin." She whispered. They turned and left. She watched them for a while, before turning away just as a single tear slid down her face. As she walked back towards her room, she fought to hold back tears. Once she was back in the safety of her room, her tears began to fall freely.
Don't be such a wimp Jordana. You knew he loved her! She thought angrily to herself. She took off her black long sleeved shirt, revealing a black tank top, and then pulled her hair into a loose ponytail. She left her room, walked past the light saber training room to the second training room. It looked exactly like the first one only it had various sizes of punching bags hanging from the ceiling. She walked over to one in the back of the room, next to a large window overlooking the Senate building. She looked out the window, then back at the punching bag, deciding whether or not she wanted to envision Padme's face on it. She opted to, since it would be better than actually hitting her in real life. After viciously attacking the bag for a while, she heard someone enter. It was Tahira.
"How is it you always know where I am?" she asked.
"You're my apprentice, it's my job." Tahira studied Jordan, noticing that her eyes were still pink. Jordana began hitting the bag again. "So Anakin's left already?"
"He's off to protect the woman he loves." She said bitterly.
"I see…and who is the lucky woman?"
"Padme Amidala. A senator from Naboo."
"A senator?"
"Apparently, he's been in love with her since he was ten years old."
"Well, you know what they say about politicians, they can't be trusted."
"Oh not all of them. Some of them are good people." She replied, not entirely sure if she belived it or not. Tahira looked at Jordana who was still beating the crap out of the bag.
"Well, I'm going to leave you to beating up Amidala here." Tahira said about to turn around. Jordana stared at her.
"Will you stop reading my mind?"
"I don't have to." She replied. "Later Jordie."
"Later." Tahira left the room. Jordana looked out the window, then back at the punching bag. The thought of Anakin and Padme together filled her with sadness, anger, and jealousy. Feeling another tear slide down her cheek, she hit the bag again. This wasn't making her feel any better, so she left the training room. She walked through the familiar corridors of the Temple until she found the door leading to the roof. Once on the roof, she felt the disturbance, and it was stronger this time. She thought of Anakin again. She sighed as she sat down on the roof, and attempted to meditate.
