As it was still early in the morning the park was quite empty. There were a few families with young children or babies and it made Padmé wish that she could bring up her child with the man she loved. She wasn't sure what she expected Anakin to do, fall on his knees and insist he'd leave the Jedi Order to be with her. Padmé sighed, it was a huge decision and also not hers to make. She was willing to be with, no, she wanted to be with Anakin, he was the love of her life but he must decide, on his own, what to do next.
They sat on a bench in the park; one of the greenest areas on Coruscant and Padmé gave a discreet yawn, and a consequence of the fact she'd been up all night.
"You all right?" Anakin asked, concerned for Padmé's unusually docile state.
"Yes, Ani, I'm fine," Padmé lied.
"Why are you so tired?"
"I'm fine!" She insisted.
"Come on, Padmé, What's wrong?" he asked, his blue eyes filled with great apprehension.
"Couldn't sleep," she muttered.
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I couldn't sleep," she replied, louder.
"How come?" Anakin asked, gently, stroking her cheek. Padmé just gazed at him, tenderly.
"Padmé?"
"It's just I was thinking about you and how I love you and the baby…"
"And the baby's father?" Anakin interrupted.
"That's it!" she responded, nodding.
"Padmé, who is the father?" Anakin enquired, curiosity finally winning over.
Padmé snorted. "I know it's not really my concern but I'd like to no, please Padmé, please tell me!" Anakin reasoned.
"You really don't know?" she gasped in disbelief.
"It's Bail, isn't it, Padmé?" he suggested, "I knew you two were close but not that close!"
"No, Ani, not Bail!" She giggled.
"Who, Padmé, who?" he whined.
"Anakin, don't you see? It's you, the father is you!" she exclaimed.
The father looked stunned. "Are you sure?" he finally said.
"Yes, Ani!" she laughed.
"But how?" he said, confused.
"Well, Anakin, when a man and woman love each other very much…"
"No, no," he cut her off and swotting her side, lightly. "So I'm gonna be a father?"
"That's right!" Padmé grinned. The young Jedi kissed his lover, not caring who was watching. Their kiss was sweet and passionate and filled with the joys and anxieties both felt.
Their perfect morning continued as Anakin took Padmé to a small café he had recently discovered. They ordered and began their meals in silent, each considering their current situation. Padmé gently reached across the table and took Anakin's hand inside one of her own. He looked at her affectionately, making his decision.
He never got to tell her as a dart bounced across the café through the now shattered window. Someone had seen them enter, someone who wanted Padmé Amidala dead. He grabbed Padmé's hand and rushed out to the speeder, in an attempt to catch the killer.
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