Easily one of the shortest chapters ever
Chapter 18
"What?" Padmé spun around, her loose nightgown flapping around her legs. What she saw was horrible, terrifying. She saw an Angel of Death, lit by the hellish glow of a black light. Dark shadows lit under her eyes, and a single strand of hair fell over one coal-black eye. The strange lighting threw her pale, alabaster skin into sharp relief.
"Oh…my…. God…." Padmé whimpered. Revan smirked.
"Do you know why I am here, Padmé?"
"N-n-nnnn…"
"You got to close to my Apprentice. You made him feel, you stupid bitch. I am going to kill you for daring to touch Anakin's heart. He is mine. He will always be mine. And I don't care about your little affair in the past, he belongs to me now. But in order for me to bring him fully under my power, I need to eliminate the only other being alive who made him feel the way I do. I need to eliminate you."
Padmé fell to her knees, overcome with a pure, all-encompassing fear she had never felt the likes of before, even when Anakin had told her what he had done to the Sand People and her thoughts turned to what he could do to the people of Naboo. The last thing she saw in this world was the black blade arcing towards her neck…
"Hey handsome, I'm back." Revan whispered as she crawled under the covers and snuggled into Anakin.
"'Come 'ome, 'eautiful." Was Anakin's sleepy reply. He gently snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her in closer. She smiled slightly, satisfied with her hold on him, and fell to sleep.