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CHAPTER 4

The next day they all woke up with a hangover except for Padme who didn't get nearly as drunk as the rest, they had breakfast and then went to the pool, Padme did not get in because she was still in her period, it was her last day but she still didn't feel comfortable enough to get in, not even with a tampon so she read a book while she sunbathe instead. They went out to eat at a fancy restaurant and afterwards they went to a different casino than last night, more fancy than the one at the hotel, so they all had to dress up for the occasion.

After Anakin left Padme in her room last night, he went down to the casino to find the rest only to find everyone was extremely drunk, he wasn't able to continue to drink because he took care of everyone and made sure everyone got back to their rooms safely. So naturally the next day everyone was trying to get Padme and Anakin drunk first since they were the only ones that were not hungover, it was Padme's punishment for going to sleep too early and Anakin's reward for taking care of them last night. They started drinking around 6 pm and by 8 pm they were all pretty wasted. Padme had worn a short white dress that had a halter neck, her long luscious hair was up in a ponytail giving her an elegant look.

Anakin couldn't help admiring the way her bare toned legs stood out, even though she wore skirts to work they were always paired with stockings, so he rarely got a chance to see her bare legs, he felt horrible for thinking of her that way but in his defense he was drunk and had spent almost all day together. Maybe it was because she was drunk and he was drunk but Padme had been more touchy towards him, not that he was complaining, having her around so closely was intoxicating, her scent, the way she laughed and the way she smiled just puts him in a good mood.

After finding out that Padme was being deported, he was really bummed out, not only the fact that she was leaving but it pained him seeing her so devastated and the way she had cried last night in his arms; she looked beautiful even when she was crying. She was one of his closest friends and obviously didn't want her to leave, he even considered for a moment telling her that he would marry her if that meant she would stay, it was a crazy idea and she probably wouldn't accept it, it was an impulsive thought he had, but he really wished he could do more to help her, the idea of not seeing her every day in the office was unbearable, all he wanted was to stop her from feeling down.
He was putting all his effort into forgetting the fact that next week was her last and focusing on having a good time with her on the trip, the alcohol and the fact that she was around him was certainly helping. The night went by in the blink of an eye, they would stop drinking to catch a break and whenever they felt the alcohol effects wear down, they would start drinking again, they were all having a great time. At times they would all be together and at other times then they would split, they went to a club, and to a bar and then back to the casino, he eventually lost track of where they were or who he was with, he was only sure he was with Padme for most of the time. And eventually he fell asleep in a bed that wasn't even sure it was his, but he didn't care, all he wanted to do was rest.

The light coming from the window woke Padme up, urgh, why didn't they close the curtains, she thought to herself, she got off the bed and immediately felt dizzy, her head was spinning, water, she needed water. She closed the curtains and looked at the clock, it was only 7 am, she went to the Minni fridge to grab a bottle of water, wait a second, this isn't my room she thought to herself as she drank the bottle of water, she glanced back at the bed and found Anakin sleeping on it, is this Anakins room? Then where is Obi-wan and lux? No this makes no sense, this couldn't be his room, his room is a double bed like mine and this only has one bed, she went straight to the bathroom to splash some water over her face and release her ponytail hoping it would help her headache, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, her skin was dry and her mascara was smudged, not her finest hour, she tried to remove the make-up with some wipes that she found, it would do for now, she was trying to remember last night, think Padme think, why are we in a different room? Did we have sex? No I don't think so, he still wearing all of his clothes and the bed is pretty much intact, she was still all dressed up, the only thing she was not wearing were her heels, she took them off at the lobby because her feet were killing her, oh right she remembered now, she sat on the lobby and took her shoes off while Anakin was paying for the room. That still doesn't explain why they felt the need to pay for a new room, and with one bed for that matter.

Padme went back into the room trying to look for her purse, she unlocked her phone and saw her text messages, she had texted Satine, Ashoka and Sabe that she was spending the night with Anakin and that everything was alright, great I will never hear the end of this, she look at her gallery and she had taken a bunch of pictures, maybe that would help refresh her memory, wait a minute, is that Anakin and me... is that a wedding chapel? Oh my God, Oh my God, fuck, fuck, FUCK, the memories were starting to get back to her but still had some memory gaps, I got married? Her heart was racing and felt like she couldn't breathe, "Anakin wake up" no response, "ANAKIN" still nothing, she came close to try to move him to wake him, he only muttered to leave him alone and that his head hurt. She opened the curtains to let all the light in.

"Urgh, Padme let me sleep" he said in a bad mood and proceeded to put a pillow on his head. Padme sat down in the chair trying to remember more details about what had happened last night, so far she only remember they went to a chapel that wasn't far from their hotel and for some reason got married, wait a minute, in order for the marriage to be legal we would need a marriage license which we obviously didn't have, her anxiety levels were starting to go down, it was only a false wedding, no big deal, sure it was a bit awkward but that's so much better than a real wedding, how ironic was it that she chose to wear a white dress last night, her thoughts were interrupted when her eyes landed on a yellow folder that was on top of Anakin's night stand, no, it couldn't be, they couldn't have gotten a marriage license, she doesn't even remember going to the Clark county, unsure of what she would find there she took the folder and opened it, "Clark County Nevada" no, no, no, "Certified abstract of marriage" "NO!"

"what's going on?" "Are you ok?" asked Anakin still sleepy and trying (and failing) to hide his bad mood

"Do you remember what happened last night?" he looked confused, he sat up in the bed, Padme passed him a bottle of water and he drank all of it in a matter of seconds

"Not really" "I just remember paying for this room for some reason" "we didn't have sex, I remember that much"

"I know we didn't and that is the least of my worries right now" "ok, please don't freak out because I'm already freaking out" she said as she passed him the folder with the marriage license.

"What is this?" He took the older and read what was inside, his eyes widened as he remembered what had happened. "Oh fuck"