Return to Naboo

Jordana and Tahira were in the medical wing of the Temple, having their injuries tended to. A sharpenal from Jordana's rocket launcher had embedded itself in one of her shoulders. Tahira had minor cuts and bruises. Injuries were so great in number that they got recruited to help care for the survivors. Once things had settled down, Jordana sat down on a bed and held her head in her hand. Anakin hadn't come back yet and she was starting to get worried. Tahira walked in and stood in front of her.
"Any word yet?" Jordana asked.
"No, nothing. What the hell is going on? They've been gone far too long!"
"It's been over six hours Master."
"Exactly." Suddenly, there was a great commotion outside.
"We're bringing them in!" a voice yelled. Obi-Wan was brought into the room Jordana was in. Tahira went into autopilot as she examined his wounds and injected him with a shot of morphine.
"He has a saber wound on his right arm and left leg. I'm going to need lots of bandages, sealant, disinfectant, and probably some more morphine, these look pretty bad." She instructed to a med droid. After she fixed his wounds, he looked over at her.
"Anakin…" he whispered. Jordana looked at him, he had her full attention now.
"What happened?" she asked, kneeling down to his level.
"His arm…was…cut off…by…Count…Dooku." He managed to get out. "Go to him Jordana. He could use...a visit from you." She felt herself get a little light headed but she pulled herself together enough to run to the waiting room. She was running so fast, that she nearly collided with a pacing Amidala. The two women exchanged wary glances before Jordana finally spoke.
"How is he?" she whispered.
"His arm was cut off, how do you think?"
Had Jordana not been too worried or too exhausted, she would have countered Padme's response. She decided to end their conversation. Finally, after several hours, one of the healers approached them and told them that Anakin was out of surgery. Jordana and Padme raced to his room, where he was still asleep. They walked over to him. Jordana stood on his right side, while Padme stood on his left. Jordana ran her hand down his mechanical arm, which had no covering on it. Her eyes burned with tears. Anakin's eyes began to open slowly. Both Jordana and Padme exchanged relieved smiles. Anakin turned to Jordana first.
"Jordie?" he whispered. She smiled as she placed her hand on his face. A look of concern shadowed his face when he saw her arm in a sling. "What happened to you?"
"Sharpenal from my rocket launcher."
"I saw you fighting, I don't know if you saw me or not. Your constant practicing has definitely paid off. I'm proud of you." She smiled sheepishly at his comment.
"I saw you." She whispered in a double-edged tone, implying that she had not only seen him fight, but she saw him kiss Padme. Anakin seemed to understand this, but he just smiled. She looked over at Padme, who appeared to be patiently waiting for her to leave.
"Well, I'll let you two be alone now." She bent over gave him a quick one armed hug, before walking towards the door. She turned and said, "Anakin, get better soon."
He smiled at her. "Thank you Jordie." He responded. She smiled before leaving the room. She glanced into his window in time to see Padme kiss Anakin passionately.
Jeeze the man just woke up, give him some air will ya? She thought, hoping sarcasm would help the fact that her heart felt shattered. She walked by Obi-Wan's room, where Tahira was comforting him. Looks like I'm alone now. She thought as she went to her room.

Three days later, Anakin was still in the Temple. Padme had returned to her apartment, although she visited often. On the third day, Jordana was sitting on the window ledge in her room, staring out at the sunset. Anakin walked in, but Jordana didn't look at him.
"How's your arm." She asked, still not looking at him.
"I'm adjusting." He said, walking over to her. "I have good news." He said, and Jordana looked over her shoulder at him.
"What?" he helped her stand up, pulling her close enough to whisper in her ear.
"Padme and I are getting married." Her heart plummeted.
"When?" she whispered back.
"When I escort her back to Naboo today." She wanted to tell him that he was making a mistake; that she loved him more than Padme ever could. But instead she just smiled and hugged him.
"Well, I want pictures." She joked.
"Take them yourself, your coming with me." Jordana froze.
"Are you sure I mean it is your wedding and all…" she said trying to make up and excuse.
"Jordana, you're my best friend. I want you there…I need you there. Please come with me." He pleaded.
"How am I going to get my master to let me go?"
"I've already talked to her. I told her that after helping protect her on Genenosis, Padme wanted to get to know you better and she agreed that you could go." Jordana sighed, knowing this wasn't going to end well for her.
"Alright I'll go." She said. He led her to Padme's cruiser. She stared out her window as Coruscant disappeared into space and they headed for Naboo.