Confrontations At a Lake
Chapter Seven – Of Entwined Hearts
PART ONE
(A/N: This is indeed, CHAPTER 7 - PART ONE. Obi-Wan and I have decided to split this chapter into two parts, since this was such a long chapter, and we didn't want to bore you guys. There are things in Part Two that you might hate us for, which are we sorry for, but it just..kinda happened. Please, forgive us! lol. If there are any punctuation, spelling, etc, please forgive me. Enjoy the read!)
Padmé continued to stare at the wall, and much to her horror, tears appeared in her eyes.
"I am sorry that you had to see that." She said softly, swallowing past the lump in her throat.
The doctor nodded his head slowly. "So many tears, yet you stay. You will know why someday." He started to put things away. Padmé nodded slightly, blinking away the hurt.
"Yeah..." She wondering where Obi-Wan had taken off to. Thankfully the doctor left her to her thoughts.
Obi-Wan took off towards the town, knowing the men would probably be there, but he didn't care. He was too angry.
"I'll friggen do it myself. Can't rely on women these days.." He muttered darkly.
Padmé continued to sit in the chair for a few more minutes, the hurt still stinging from Obi-Wan's words. She suddenly sat up in the chair.
"I don't have anywhere to go.." She said, as if she had just now fully realized it.
"What do you mean? You can go anywhere you choose."
"I don't have anywhere to stay, if Obi-Wan decides to kick me out. I can't go back home, I…don't know how. And I can't go forward, since I don't know what those places are like. I don't know any names of these people in all these villages, nor do I even know where I am right now…" She trailed off, stricken with that thought, and her face crumpled a bit, as if she was about to cry. "I need to figure this out…" Suddenly her face expression changed, one to determination, and she stood up from the chair and looked at the door.
"Now, don't be rash. Think this through before you go off by yourself to places you don't know about." The doctor intervened, a bit worried about her fate.
"Who ever said anything about being rash?" She raised an eyebrow at him, before a slight smile appeared. "I've got to figure out things for myself, from now on."
"Well, don't do anything stupid, alright?"
"I've never been known to.." She snorted softly at that, and then blinked. "Well, I guess this is goodbye…"
"Goodbye. Always remember to follow your heart in your travels." The doctor sent her a smile and a small wave.
"Farewell! I hope we can see each other soon, although with definite different circumstances." She waved, "It was lovely to meet you, and I shall take your advice with me wherever I go." And with that she limped out the door, sighing a bit. Padmé figured Obi-Wan had gone into town to buy himself a shirt, and so she limped there, slowly this time, taking in the nature around her.
Obi-Wan walked into town, still slightly angry about their fight, still carrying the sling in his hand, and walked over to the nearest stand in the marketplace, happy to see he knew this man.
Padmé sighed as she limped into town, hoping Obi-Wan wouldn't actually leave her. She was scared of being in such a place as this, all alone.
"Hey," Obi-Wan greeted the owner of the stand cordially.
"Obi-Wan! You haven't been in town for awhile!" The owner exclaimed, surprised to see him here.
"Yeah, on the run and all, you know…same old, same old."
"Hey, you better be on the lookout, Dathan's serious this time. He's got two goons in town lookin' for you." The owner warned.
"Serious?" Obi-Wan seemed unworried. "He's all talk."
"He's changed. He's not so lenient nowadaways. I'd get him the money and get out if I were you, and fast!"
"I'm trying, I only have a thousand left. After I pay him, I'm gonna be rich. Hey, could you spare a bit of food for me? I have to go all the way back to..(towns name).."
"Sure, sure. Take what ya need." The owner said, and then stilled slightly as he saw something, then his face went back to his normal expression.
"Goons, on your left, practically right behind you." He muttered to Obi-Wan quietly.
Obi-Wan turned around, pretending not to notice the two men, and started to walk away.
"Hey Kenobi!" Someone called. Obi-Wan cringed in the inside and turned around happily.
"Boys! Didn't see you there." He outstretched his hands in a welcoming gesture.
The shorter man continued to stare at him.
"Dathan wants his money."
"Ohh," Obi-Wan tried to look unconcerned, "Life isn't just about money."
"To him it is and you'd better have the money on you, or we've got a little message for you." The taller man warned, who was the one who had called out to him.
Padmé limped into town towards the marketplace, worried that those men were still there, so she stayed hidden, as much as possible, but trying not to look too sneaky, searching for Kenobi.
"Well what if I didn't exactly have all of it with me right at this moment?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Then you have three days. Or you won't be living to see another sunrise." The taller man answered seriously.
Padmé continued to limp through the market, tuning out all the noises, the people talking, the people laughing, the people yelling, the children running around…a little 'ooaf' escaped her lips as suddenly she collided with something…small. She cried out as she nearly fell, but caught herself quickly enough.
"Three days seems a little..." Obi-Wan saw the extremely serious looks on their faces, and theirs hands on their sword hilts, "A little great. I can do that." He smiled hopefully.
"See you in three days, Kenobi." The smaller man smiled happily knowing he'd never be able to make the deadline, and walked away with the other man.
Obi-Wan put a hand to his forehead. "Three days? Shit…"
Padmé blinked as she straightened herself, cursing her hip, and looked down at a little child sitting on the ground, rubbing his (for it was a boy) head with his hand, looking angry.
Obi-Wan turned back to the vendor he'd been speaking to before. He quickly grabbed a few pieces of fruit and took off for a stall with clothing laying on it, and grabbed a shirt, hiding it, and started to run out of town, knowing he'd never be able to make this, but he had to try.
Padmé bent down a little to the child, holding out her hand.
"Are you alright?" She asked as she studied him. He couldn't have been any older than 8 or 9...maybe even younger. She couldn't tell exactly, his face was covered in a lot of dirt.
Obi-Wan felt a chill shoot through him and slipped on the shirt, knowing it wouldn't help as the chill had nothing to do with the weather, but he continued running back to the doc's house.
The little boy struggled to stand up, brushing himself off. Padmé noticed the market place was getting even more crowded; the people were bumping off each other. The boy nodded and just as he did Padmé cried out as suddenly someone knocked into her from behind, and she landed on the ground, her leg giving way. Before she could get her head up, the boy and another boy were running away. She struggled to get up on her feet and her hands automatically went into her pockets. She cursed as she felt nothing in them. They were empty.
"HEY! STOP!" She yelled, limping after them as fast as she could, saying 'sorry, excuse me, pardon me' as she tried to get through the crowd.
Obi-Wan made it back to the doc's house and he flew through the door, panting.
"Where's…Padmé…"
The doctor looked at him, blinking.
"She left…I don't know where she went."
Padmé continued to chase the kids, yelling for them to stop, but pretty soon she lost track of them, and she suddenly stopped, panting. She looked around, trying not to panic.
"Ohh, fricken great!" He bent over panting. "Well…tell her to saddle up and head east on the path once she gets back, cause that's the way I'm heading and I can't stay here any longer." His breathing had started to return to normal, and he whistled for Comet, mounting him, riding off at a slow trot, hoping Padmé would be able to catch up.
Padmé closed her eyes tightly and counted to five before opening them again, her breathing to normal.
"Ok…where the hell am I?" She hissed at herself. "Great! Obi-Wan's gonna kill me!" She groaned in frustration and swiped her hands over her face. She cursed those two little kids for taking her money and getting her lost. She growled and cursed herself as she started limping forward, looking around.
Obi-Wan continued to ride at a fairly slow pace, hoping Padmé would be able to catch up soon so he could go faster, and could get to their destination sooner. If he didn't get the money in time he, and Padmé, were history. He'd never seen Dathan's men so serious about anything.
As Padmé continued to limp through the unknown part of town she suddenly felt a hand wrap around her shoulder, and she was turned around to see a huge man standing in front of her, towering over her. Padmé smiled sweetly at him while craning her neck to see him, waving at him, her fingers moving.
"Oh, hello there!"
The huge man removed his hand from her shoulder, looking at her.
"Hello there, sexy." His voice was deep and gravely, and she repressed the urge to wrinkle her nose in disgust from his pungent breath.
She continued to smile sweetly, searching for a way out, trying to ignore her hammering heart.
"Beautiful day isn't it…" She said distractedly, trying not to panic as he stepped even closer to her, their bodies barely an inch apart, and her sweet smile façade slipped as she felt her body bump into the wall of a building. Her fingers moved behind her and around her, hoping he wouldn't notice she was feeling for something, anything…
Obi-Wan rode along, lulling back and forth. He suddenly felt another chill, remembering what the doc said about taking it easy for a few days, but he knew he couldn't.
Her fingers wrapped around something, she didn't bother to wonder what it was, at least it was lightweight. She grabbed it tightly and swung her arm, aiming for his head. Her heart stopped as his hand caught her wrist tightly.
"I don't take to bein' hit on the head often, darlin'." He squeezed her wrist, smirking as she cried out in pain as her fingers let go of the object, it falling to the ground with a clatter.
As Obi-Wan became farther and farther away from town without Padmé, he began to wonder what could've possibly happened to her.
He couldn't believe he was actually worrying about her, and went another fourth of a mile before he decided he wanted his money back if she was not coming along with him, since she hadn't shown up yet.
Padmé screamed softly as suddenly his arm was around her waist and she was lifted onto his shoulders. She kicked and hit him with her fists, yelling at him.
"Hey! PUT ME DOWN! WHAT DO YOU WANT! LET GO! I don't LIKE THIS!" As she scowled with frustration she began to notice that he was walking AWAY from the village.
"Put me down! You can't do this!" She yelled, hitting him on the back of the head with her elbow, hard. They cried out simultaneously as he let go of her and she dropped head first, landing on the ground with an 'oooaf', the wind knocked out of her.
Obi-Wan came trotting into town, knowing he'd need to find her and hurry up. He searched through the streets from atop Comet, giving him a better view but no sign of the woman.
She cried out again loudly and cradled her side that she had landed on, which had been the one with her injured hip. She managed to get her left leg out and kick him on the back of the knee, she managed to get up somehow as he fell. She once again searched for something and found a rock, and as he was turning to her she hit him on the temple, and stood there in shock as he fell to the ground unconscious, a look of utter surprise on his face.
Obi-Wan continued to search in the crowd, wondering where the hell she'd gotten to.
Padmé stood there, breathing hard as the adrenaline escaped her body, She almost fell to the ground.
He continued to ride through town and got to the edge. He saw Padmé off to the distance, with what looked to be another man, and wondered what she could possibly be doing.
Padmé fell to her knees, and put her forehead to the ground, breathing hard, her tears falling to the soil. She stood up quickly, wiped her face, and looked left and right quickly before figuring that no one would see that man until later, he probably would get up soon enough. She limped away from him as fast as she could, the images of what he would've done to her flashing through her mind.
Obi-Wan galloped towards her, wondering why she was walking the complete wrong direction. Padmé quickly looked behind her, her hair in her face. She didn't exactly see who it was, but quickly came to the conclusion that it was one of that guy's friends who was coming after her anyway. Her heart beat faster with fear, and she limped faster, she would've run if it hadn't been for her damned hip.
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes when she started to limp faster, knowing she didn't know who he was. He kept on pursuing her, nonetheless. He got closer to her and leaned over, using his free and unhurt arm to reach down and put his arm around her waist, picking her up off the ground, hand carrying her basically under his arm while he turned Comet around. Padmé started to fight immediately with as much strength she had left.
"Nooooooo! LET GO OF ME!"
This time she actually screamed screamed as a sharp long pain knifed through her body from her hip.
"SHUT UP, YOU IRRITATING WOMAN!" He didn't know for sure what happened between her and that man, but he sure knew it probably wasn't good.
"Can't handle yourself in the real world without me, can you?" He hoped she recognized his voice by now.
"I was making it fine without you! Now would you please let me get into more of a comfortable position. This hurts you know!" She winced between her sentences.
"All about comfort with you, isn't it?" He retorted as he pulled her around and set her in front of him. "What the hell happened? You can't even stay out of trouble for 5 minutes!"
Padmé looked to the front, her mouth pinched shut, saying nothing.
"Where's my money? And why didn't you just stay at the doc's, you seemed so adamant about staying when I wanted you to go!" He continued, heading back towards town again at a trot.
"I lost it." She finally said, softly, trying not to think of what that…man…would do once he woke up.
"You LOST it?!" He was so angry he could barely speak; he just kept it all inside.
"YES I LOST it. Someone pick pocketed me, before that man…attacked me.." She trailed off, not knowing what to say.
Obi-Wan really felt like hitting her, but he restrained himself.
"I don't even want to hear it right now." He snapped. A few seconds later, he was surprisingly cooled down immensely.
"You…you're…okay…you're okay..right?" He asked, not knowing how to ask that.
Padmé was surprised by his stuttering. "No, I'm never ok."
"Don't give me that shit…he…didn't do…anything….right?"
"NO, he didn't."
"Good." Obi-Wan couldn't believe he was doing this, but he couldn't seem to stop himself. He put his arm around her upper waist area and gave her a bit of a hug..well what could be considered a hug on horseback. "I'm not mad at you; I just don't want anything happening to you."
Padmé's heart was greatly touched by his 'semi-hug' and her face crumpled and much to her surprise and horror a sob escaped her throat.
He kept his arm around her waist and let her lean on him. "Don't worry, that'll never happen again. I'll keep you safe." He seriously had no idea where this was coming from, since it was so unlike him, yet he didn't want to stop acting this way.
Padmé lifted her head off his chest, wiped her face, quite embarrassed to have broken down a bit in front of him.
"Why do you care?" She asked softly. "Why do you care what happens to me.." She whispered, getting over the initial shock of what just happened.
"Well," Obi-Wan seemed to become his normal self again, "What…you want me to not care?"
"I do know you care, but what I want to know is why. It seems as if you can't stand me at all, and I believe you know my answer to your question.."
"Well, I'm not going to act all soft, if that's what you're trying to ask me.
"I never am expecting you to."
"Then what do you want from me?"
"All…all I want is your friendship, and the knowledge that I can trust you, and that you can trust me..but from what's happened thus far, we can't really rely on each other.." Padmé thought about the stolen money.
"You can rely on me, can't you? I haven't done anything for you NOT to trust me, have I?"
"You—you haven't done anything, I do trust you but it's I that I'm worried about. I'm not a very reliable person."
Obi-Wan shrugged. "You're not used to this kind of life yet."
Padmé sat in silence for a few minutes. "I don't believe I ever will," she paused. "So, where are we off to?"
"Cornwall." Obi-Wan answered simply as they started to get out of town and back to the doc's house to pick up the other horse.
Padmé nodded slightly and was surprised to find that she was in a rather comfortable position. As the last of the adrenaline swept out of her body, she found herself getting very tired. She was almost out of it by the time her head was leaned against Obi-Wan's chest.
Obi-Wan cleared his throat loudly, hoping she'd wake up when they reached the doc's house, so she could get back on her horse. Padmé didn't wake up, but she unconsciously shifted her position, trying to get more comfortable.
Obi-Wan's eyes widened slightly as he realized that she was pressed up against EVERY part of his body, and he knew he couldn't really shift, so he tried to ignore it as he grabbed the other horse's reins, tying the brown to his saddle. He quickly started out for Cornwall at a fast trot, not wanting to exhaust Comet.
Padmé jerked away from the jostling of Comet's fast trot and gasped as she felt like she was going to fall off and instinctively reached out with her hand to grab onto anything. (Which appeared to be Obi-Wan's "below the belt" area.) Obi-Wan's eyes widened in surprise by her sudden awakening, and he was even more surprise by where she grabbed. He grabbed her arm with his free hand and pulled her hand away. He, for once, was completely speechless, and couldn't figure out what to say.
"I-I'm…" She stared at him, her eyes huge. "I think it's best that I get off…before I do anymore damage." Her eyes unbiddingly flicked down to where she had put her hand, before she quickly brought them back up to his face, her hand tingling. She was very grateful that she wasn't blushing.
"Err…" He said, feeling extremely awkward, and he really didn't know what to say, he couldn't manage to get anything out, even if he thought of something. He stopped the horse without a word. Quickly, as she could she got off Comet trying not to hurt herself, and mounted the brown horse and waited as Obi-Wan untied of reins of the brown horse clumsily, and nudged it into a trot, wishing the ground would swallow her up. Obi-Wan continued to ride on, still feeling awkward. Padmé sat atop Comet, ignoring Obi-Wan completely. What had just happened? Had she seen something in Obi-Wan's eyes she hadn't seen before, or was it just her imagination. Damn it all for being so blurry in her mind.
Obi-Wan didn't look at her, but off in the opposite direction, the last few minutes replaying in his head. Padmé suddenly winced as a cramp came. She searched through her pockets, her fingers wrapping around the bottle of pills the doctor had given her. She took the bottle out, staring at it. Obi-Wan continued to try and think of something to say to break the silence, yet he was still lost for words. Padmé opened the bottle with a bit of difficulty and took out one pill, staring at it, wishing they were at Cornwall already. Thankfully for her, Obi-Wan was still looking the other way, so he didn't see what she was doing. She stared at the pill for a few seconds before putting it on her tongue, getting her canteen of water. She took a sip, and nearly gagged at the bitter aftertaste. Obi-Wan actually thought of something and took a quick look over at her, but looked away, having lost the words. Padmé looked at Obi-Wan, she wondered what he was feeling. She really knew she should say something…
"I'm sorry." She looked straight ahead, not at him.
"It's," He continued to look down." It's ok."
"Are you alright? Look," She looked at him, "I said I'm sorry, and I know this is pretty awkward, but if we're going to stay together for now on, we've got to get over what happens pretty quickly, or we'll be having '10 ft or more away and no talking' issues." She blinked. Had that really all come from her?
"Yes, I'm fine." Obi-Wan's voice jarred her of her thoughts, "We aren't 10 feet away from each other, and we don't have talking issues." He was surprised that he had gotten that all out, since he could barely talk before.
"Apparently you did before.." She muttered to herself. Sadly, he heard her.
"I had nothing to say before."
"Well, that's a first.." She muttered again, she couldn't keep a fleeting smile from appearing.
"Hey, I can hold my tongue if I want to." He retorted proudly.
"Well I'd—" She suddenly stopped talking, her eyes huge. She clumsily brought the brown horse to a stop and practically jumped off the horse, a hand to her mouth. She limped over to the trees as fast as she could. She dropped to her knees and vomited. Obi-Wan stopped and dismounted, walking over to where Padmé was crouched. He kneeled next to her.
"You ok now?"
She wiped her mouth with her sleeve, actually managing to nod. She swallowed and winced at the bitter taste of bile in her throat. "Yes, I'm ok.."
He put his hand gently on her back, watching her closely.
"What was all that about?"
"I don't know…maybe my body was disapproving of something I had taken." Her mind immediately thought about the pill. She attempted to stand, putting her hand on his arm for support. Obi-Wan helped her up.
"Well, you haven't eaten anything out of the ordinary." He helped her back to her horse. She shook her head.
"No, I can't say I have..well, I haven't eaten in awhile, actually."
"Here," He dug into Comet's saddlebag where he placed the apples, "then eat, if you think you need it." He handed her an apple. Padmé looked at the apple, and shook her head as her stomach became queasy again. "No, no thanks."
"Ok," He put the apple back, "Maybe you should take Comet. You don't get tossed around so much when he trots."
"Alright." She nodded, mounting Comet, cursing her body for rejecting the pill. At least, that's what she thought it was. Obi-Wan quickly mounted the other horse and they continued on their way. Padmé said nothing. She didn't feel like talking, she just felt overwhelmed with all the emotions she was feeling. Obi-Wan desperately wanted to say something to make her feel better, but he had no idea what that could've been.
"I'm alright, Obi-Wan. You needn't worry." Her voice broke the silence barrier.
"I just hope you're not getting sick. The next few days are going to be a hard ride."
She nodded. "I hope so too, but I'm a tough cookie." A slight smile appeared on her face, directed towards him, but it quickly slipped away.
"Yeah, ssssssssssuuuuuuurrrrrreeeeeee." He said sarcastically, smirking at her.
She snorted. "Don't believe me then, eh?"
"No, I don't. Or maybe it's just you have a low pain tolerance." He continued to smirk while he looked over at her. Padmé had the strong urge to cross her arms and glare, but she resisted and said nothing, ignoring him. Does he always have to be an ass all the time!?
"Ignoring me now? Just because I was acting nice before doesn't mean I can't be mean to you again."
"I know, but I'll ignore you for however long I want to," she paused, "don't get too lonely, k?" She added, sarcastically.
"I'm used to being alone. I think YOU'RE the one who's going to get lonely over there."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy over here? Oh please…" She shook her head in exasperation. "If I'm lonely then I'm lonely, I sure as hell won't talk to you, all you do is criticize me."
"Ohh, you know you like it. You also know I don't even mean it half the time."
"And why would I like it!? I don't believe anyone likes being criticized almost 24/7."
"Hey, I DO sleep sometimes. That's your break from me."
"Thanks Gods." She said heavily, her eyes rolling upwards.
"Ohh, I'm not that bad, am I?" He pretended to be hurt.
"Oh, don't you even DARE to be hurt." She snapped at him.
"I'm HURT by you snapping at me for being hurt." He grabbed his heart dramatically.
She actually glared at him this time, her eyes rolling once again.
"You are so immature."
"I know," he smirked.
"I hope you grow up soon."
"Nah, maturity is overrated." He smirked again.
"Ahh, and who told you that? Another thief?"
"No, I made it up myself." He said, proudly.
"I would've never thought…" Sarcasm was thick in her voice again. A momentary pause came between them, and Padme sat there, wondering about their fate.
"What will happen to us, once we get to Cornwall?"
"We go there, I get my money, and we go back to the village." He answered, simply.
"And what happens if it all doesn't go in that order?"
"How could it NOT go in that order?" His eyebrows raised.
Padmé looked to the sky, they had been riding for some time, and she knew that once they'd dismount her butt would hurt forever. She shifted uncomfortably in the saddle. It was getting dark.
"I don't know…I'm just asking, some things never go the way you want them too." Thunder sounded, and suddenly it started to rain.
"Ahh, but if this doesn't go right then both of us are dead...well I am at least.."
Padmé frowned slightly as she looked into the sky, the rain plastering her hair to her face.
"Well that's a purely wonderful thought."
"Isn't it? We'd better get out of the rain." He brought the brown horse to the side of the road, tieing him up before taking the saddle off quickly and carelessly.
"But I like the rain..." She muttered softly to herself. She turned her head up to the sky again and closed her eyes, just sitting there for a few seconds, letting the rain wash over her.
"You want to ride in the rain? We can, but you're going to be freezing."
She shrugged and shivered at the same time. "Naw, we should probably stop the ground seems very inviting right now..." She moved Comet over to where Obi-Wan was and dismounted, wincing as a sharp pain ran through her hip. She ran a hand through her wet hair and shook her head like a dog.
"No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong! Like this!" He exclaimed, getting up close to her, shaking his head like a dog, sending water flying all over her. All Padmé did was squeal and laugh. She didn't bother to do anything about him, she couldn't have gotten any wetter if she tried, but now as she thought of it, it was terribly cold, since the wind had started to pick up.
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes when she didn't fight back.
"You must be really tired or something.
"Wha--" She blinked, "Why?"
"Cause you're not all ornery like usual."
Padmé huffed, a slight smile on her face anyway.
"I'm not ornery."
"Ohh really? Then how come you freak out over nothing all the time?"
She frowned slightly.
"Is that ornery? And you know, I don't freak out over nothing! And define 'all the time'!!"
"All the time would be now and you're freaking a bit right now."
"I am not freaking out! All I want to know is.." She crossed her arms and frowned, shaking her head. "Never mind." She rolled her eyes and turned away, facing Comet, and grabbed her blanket out of the pack and stood underneath the tree, laying the blanket on the ground, plopping herself down as well, groaning as her body ached even more.
"Ahh, comfy." She blinked as a raindrop fell right on her forehead. "Well, it looks like there's only one way to keep warm tonight." She looked up at him, and beamed sweetly, patting the ground next to her. "Unless you want to keep riding and look for a safer/better place for us to stay..."
Obi-Wan's eyebrow raised.
"You're actually inviting me to lay next to you? Wow, that's a first." He said, as he took off Comet's saddle and set it under the tree so it would be semi-dry.
"Yes well, unless you plan on laying 5 feet away from me, freezing your ass off, go ahead." She shrugged, feigning indifference.
"No, I'd prefer to be warm."
"As would I," Padmé added softly, staring into the sky, frowning as a raindrop landed on her forehead, her clothes soaked. "Well..."
"Looks like we're in for a long night." Obi-Wan said, feeling the cold drops fall more frequently on his shoulders and head and picked up the saddle and threw it over in Padmé's direction, landing next to her, and carrying Comet's saddle over. Padmé didn't know whether to take the blanket underneath her out of under her and put it over herself, or keep it there. She watched Obi-Wan, shivering, wishing she had other clothes. Obi-Wan pulled out his blanket from the other saddle.
"I guess we'll just have to use this one as a tent and go without covers tonight."
She nodded, and for some reason the doc's words of Obi-Wan's cold bounced around in her head.
"You're gonna be alright, yeah? I mean, hopefully you won't get sick..." Worry spread across her face as she looked at him.
"Ohh," He shrugged, "I'll be fine, I've been in worse situations." He laid the blanket and saddles over her. "The saddles might not be very good pillows but it's the only thing we got." He got under the blanket with her. Padmé nodded, truth be told she was still worried, but she quickly put her face into an unreadable expression.
"Well," He got the slight wet saddle all situated before looking at her. "Good night."
"Goodnight.." She whispered looking at him, the corner of her mouth lifting in a fleeting smile. Obi-Wan closed his eyes before she smiled and gave a long sigh. Padmé couldn't help but sigh too as she looked away from his face. She laid there, which she soon realized wasn't a very good thing, since she was un-moving, all her aches and pains intensified. She didn't shift, since she didn't want to bother Obi-Wan. As for Obi-Wan...she quickly noticed he kept on adjusting his position, looking slightly annoyed.
"Something wrong?" She whispered, watching him. He didn't answer, all he did was pull up the blanket they were laying on and dig up a mediumish pointy rock from the ground, and threw it over by another tree.
"Damn rocks." He cursed in a whisper. Padmé smiled slightly and went back to laying silently, the sound of Obi-Wan and her's breathing lulling her, her eyes closing, but not sleeping just yet. Obi-Wan shivered again, but chose to ignore it.
Pretty soon Padmé felt herself falling asleep, and the last thing she heard was Obi-Wan's breathing. A bit after Padmé fell asleep, Obi-Wan joined her.
(Part Two should be up in just a few minutes!)
