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.
