Chapter 2- Luke (around hundred years later)
For the last 100 years Anakin and Padme had been together, they had expressed their love at every moment they could. Today it was no different. Padme was lying against Anakin comfortably, her head lying on his chest, sleeping, while Anakin was stroking her hair, in a secluded corner of the force. They had not aged in a hundred years; they looked exactly the same as when they first entered this realm.
"Wake up," Anakin whispered in Padme's ear. Padme's beautiful brown eyes opened, and she caught sight of Anakin. She moved up his chest and kissed him tenderly.
"There could not possibly be a more gorgeous sight to wake up to," Padme said.
"Really? You are far more beautiful than me, Padme. You are the most beautiful sight to see," Anakin countered.
"Ok. Fine. We are both gorgeous. But we have to agree to disagree that I think that you are more gorgeous than me," Padme said, smiling.
"Ever the diplomat, Padme. But I feel a certain disturbance in the force. A presence I haven't felt since…Endor," Anakin said.
"You mean….who do you mean?" Padme asked, looking worried.
"I think it's Luke. He may have died. Yes… it's him. He's coming."
Padme looked bewildered. They both got to their feet. At that moment, a figure manifested itself. It was Luke.
He looked about 23 years of age, of a lean and compact physique, with long blond hair. He gazed at them, the love flowing through him.
"Luke!" Padme shouted, delighted. "You came!" She ran towards him.
"Mother!" Luke shouted. Luke pulled Padme into a huge hug, enveloping her with all his affection.
"Luke," Padme continued, crying, "You are a great man. You are truly my son. I'm so sorry I died."
"Mother. It doesn't matter any more. We will now be together, forever. It's ok." He pulled her even closer.
Anakin moved forward and hugged both of them, the tears flowing down his face as well. "Thank you my son," Anakin said, "You truly are a blessing to both of us."
After a period of 123 years, Luke had the opportunity to see Padme. The love that both of them felt for each other consumed them completely, and tears cascaded down each of their cheeks. They were ultimately tears of joy.