Wow! 12 whole reviews! Anyway, to clarify: This is AU. That means that as far as Darth Raven and I are concerned, (BTW, there are 2 of us writing this story) Anakin never married Padme and Padme isn't pregnant with the Twins. That's it, really. Oh, crap! We never did a disclaimer!

Disclaimer: We don't own Star Wars. George Lucas does. One of the voices inside my head's name is George, but that's as far as it goes. Apprentice

(In HER head. NOT MINE! IN mine, his name is Brend. whispers But you didn't hear it from me! Darth Raven

Chapter 20

"NO!" Anakin sat straight up in bed, jolted awake by the horrific dream. He turned to Revan, still sleeping next to him, and breathed a sigh of relief. He planted a soft kiss on her cheek, then rose.

"Anakin?" Revan murmured.

"Just go back to sleep. It's nothing."

Revan half-smiled. "No use trying to lie to a Jedi, Jedi-boy." Anakin sighed, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Sometimes, I have…dreams."

"You mean premonitions." Anakin blinked. Sometimes it was scary how well Revan could read him.

"Yeah…you…"

"I have them too."

"I just…there was…you died. And…there wasn't anything I could do. You died right in front of me, and people held me back." Anakin frowned as the details of the dream returned to him. "The…the Council! They were the ones who…"

"Anakin, listen to me. If the Council were trying to hurt me, I would defend myself, you know that. You would defend me, if it came to that."

"Yeah." Anakin looked into her eyes, the dark black staring into his soul, and he saw the truth. "If it came to that…I would kill every member of the Council for you."

"Ani…"

"I would."

"Let's hope you never have to. But now, we've got to teach you some new moves, don't we?"

"Oh, yes!" Anakin ran in the direction of the sparring room, Revan close on his heels.

"Okay, first one. With your lightsaber, you throw it, and then you use the Force to push and pull it, like some sort of remote-control toy. Like so." Revan ignited her saber and threw it, using the Force to make it describe a heart in the air. "You try."

After Anakin had gotten the hang of it, they began to spar with the lightsabers in the air, without touching them.

Somehow, the sparring session ended in several passionate kisses and a mad dash for Anakin's quarters, but that's a story for another time.