They didn't get any answers during the doctor visit, but they also didn't have high hopes. No conclusion could be drawn from a few evaluations conducted over the course of two weeks. They were told to hold off. How long do they have to wait? They were confused. They questioned whether they would dare to put Padmé's unborn child in danger while still being uninfected. The doctor wasn't very worried about Padmé's Corona sickness from over a year ago. If she became unwell again, the doctor was unable to predict if it would be harmful for the unborn child. They chose to wait.
The following day, Master Yoda, as Anakin referred to him, contacted Anakin to confirm their wedding date and time at St. Cecilia Church on February 14 at 2:00 p.m.
"Master Yoda called me, Angel. At 2:00 PM on February 14, we have a wedding date."
"Are you happy, Ani?"
"That's right on Valentine's Day, too. It's time to organize, but more importantly, we must go for New York right away."
"Although I'm not looking forward to it, I hope my parents will be able cope with it.
"Simply send them a copy of the retirement party tape. So they'll be able to see what happened and, hopefully, realize that I didn't cheat you.
"No, I want our visit to be a surprise for them. I don't care whether they view the tape later; I'm no longer a little girl requesting their permission. Even if they recognize their mistakes, too much damage has already been done, thus nothing will ever be the same again."
"The fact they wanted you to be married, must have upset you."
"Yes, it did, so I said them what I said; now, we're going to do it just as I said, but not in Las Vegas, and they'll even receive an invitation to our wedding."
"What do you thing we can travel to New York? We also need to meet up with our friends, and if Dormé is coming, we should individually invite them all. Of course, we also go to see my parents, among other things. Therefore, we must estimate 10 days."
"I'll handle the wedding planner, and you can find and reserve the hotel in New York,"
"Uh, I have a New York apartment that I part-time rent out. It is not rented out at the moment. Just a thorough to let it cleaning."
"You have an apartment in New York City? When and where was it purchased?
"Early in 2014, I made the purchase. The apartment is at 158 E 93rd St and Lexington Ave is rather tiny."
"My parents' penthouse is right next door. Did you consider that...?
"Perhaps I was hoping you would ...someday, so I could explain to you then. Since I wasn't so fortunate, it took years to... " His smile vanished, and all of a sudden, he appeared sad. As she approached him, Padmé wrapped his waist with her arms.
"Ani, we've gone through enough pain and we don't want to look back, is that clear? We will never find happiness if we keep going back to that awful period of time, and our pain will only become worse.
"Angel, I love you."
"And I love you."
"So, when are we going to leave?"
"That is January 14th, which is in three days. You phone your mother, and I'll call Sola."
*Hello sis, we're coming to New York on Thursday, and on Saturday, somewhere in the afternoon, we're going to surprise Mom and Dad. Can you check to see whether they are at home?*
*Hello, little sister. I'm looking forward to seeing you, the two of you soon. I'll check to see if they're home, but Padmé, it would be best if you called to let them know you and your future husband will be arriving. Not only will they be shocked, but they'll be freak out by the long waiting to Saturday. You are aware of their dislike for that."
*That's a fantastic idea, Sola, you're a devil.*
*Where will you be staying, together with your Michelangelo's David, does he still look this good?*
*Sola, much better. He has an apartment at 158 E 93rd St and Lexington Ave, where we will be.*
*He's a millionaire, so whatever. Hello to him and good bye.*
*Goodbye and hello to your family.*
"I'll now call Mom and Dad, Ani."
"Are you frightened?"
"Not really frightened; I have no idea who to contact. Everyone has a private office, and they're all there. I'll call Mom."
*Hello, mom.*
*Padme?*
*Uh….Dad? I wanted to speak with Mom...*
*... rather than with me?*
*You didn't even want to wish me a Merry Christmas when I phoned at Christmas.*
*Mom cuted the contact as she finished her sentence, saying, you know, I'm still hurt when you left the office and left and...that...you're still alone?*
*You might be glad to know that I'm no longer alone now, but New York and leaving the office are closed chapters.*
*I'm glad to hear that, you sound happy, who's your friend?*
*You'll have to hold off till Saturday.*
*You come on Saturday?*
*Yes, we'll be there on Saturday.*
*I can make a reservation at Mastro's Steakhouse.*
*No, I want Maria to cook, or do you really want to meet him on neutral Tarain?*
*No, uh,...sure...when would you want to arrive...with your boyfriend?*
*Saturday 6:00 pm is ok. in that way? Sola will be there as well.*
*Sure, you know her; she's curious.*
*I have already satisfied her curiosity.*
*She knows? Why didn't she speak up more?*
*When we arrive, she wants to see your faces.*
*It doesn't sound good at all. Padmé, who and what is this man?*
*Do you care more about who and what he is than my happiness?*
*But Padmé, of course not.*
*Just to be clear, he is not lawyer.*
*Okay, I'll meet you on Saturday, but your mother won't be pleased.*
*She will move on. Until Saturday, bye.*
*Bye.*
Ruwee worriedly hung up the phone, believing Padmé had fallen in love with someone beneath her. As soon as Padmé's call came in, he quickly excused Jobal from the meeting and informed him of it. She was pleased to see Padmé after a long absence and to learn that she had a boyfriend, but she was not entirely satisfied with her decision. She still couldn't see Padmé togethr with someone who wasn't on level with her; after all, she had always had high standards for herself. She phoned Sola right away, but Sola wouldn't reveal the identity of the guy. That was strange. The parents had no idea that Padmé and Anakin had managed to get back together.
Anakin's parents were overjoyed, and Shmi assisted by locating a reliable cleaning service. Anakin was pleased that she would be overseeing the work as well. Nothing will fail.
Even Dormé wanted to depart from Washington, D.C., and Sabé, Satine, and Ben made promises to meet up with Padmé and Anakin. The off-season had started for Rex and Cody, so they were spending time with their parents. On Sunday at 12:30pm, the meeting place should be Steakhouse Midtown NYC. As they would learn later, they were all invited to a "friends' engagement party," if you will.
Some of Padmé's old friends, whom she hadn't seen in a very long time, were people she was looking forward to meeting again. They will all be gathered around the same table and will be reminiscing about college and the good old days, but it wasn't only COVID-19 that was to fault. Some of them had long since discovered bliss; others have experienced it once more; some were still a lone; others were on searching; and one was no longer present.
The news that Padmé and Anakin are doing well again, getting married, and inviting everyone to the wedding will make them happy.
They had to get through a difficult evening with Padmé's parents first, though. They will always show themselves as an unbreakable WE; nothing or anybody can separate them.
Padmé started her packing in this manner.
"How large is your apartment, Ani?"
"One bedroom with bathroom, living and dining room, storage room, guest restroom, although the rooms are large."
"So I may leave some of those clothing there and bring more?"
"So I can't lease the apartment."
"Do you have to rent it out? Oh, I'm sorry."
"No, but then we'd need to visit New York more frequently; that's the only way it would be worthwhile."
"Since both my family and yours are in New York, we need to visit more frequently. I left this place because I believed the memories would choke me, and then there was the argument with Mom and Dad. I believed I would never visit New York again. The memories are still there—both the wonderful and the bad—but because you're beside me now, they don't choke me as much."
He kissed her and said, "I don't need to rent this apartment; it will be ready whenever we come. OK. ?"
Padmé packed a lot more than she initially planned for, and they all fit into their Audi Q5 as they drove to New York in a cold 37°F.
After traveling for four hours, they came to identical conditions with only a slight increase in temperature. This time, Anakin also drove to Icon Parking where he usually parked his car. It was located at 158 E 93rd St, only a few steps up. Pleasantly surprised, Padmé thought the place was nice.
The rooms are good and large, as he mentioned, however they are minimally decorated and lack any elegance.
"When I purchased it, I traveled regularly, didn't spend a lot of time at home, and, at the time, I didn't care about anything other than thinking about you. Set it up once more if you wish to. The mattress is nice and Mom got an excellent new bed. Will we give it a try?"
"Any! We're going to eat somewhere, but it won't be anything fancy because I don't want to get dressed up."
"Then we're heading to Barking Dog down the street for some straightforward, delectable American cuisine, OK? If Mama got some whiskey, we can have a drink later for good night."
He went into the kitchen and opened the large refrigerator to see if it had ice. "WOW Angel, look at how Mama loaded the fridge. Oh my God, look at her delicious tuna pie. Thank God, everything is there."
"Tuna pie? What the heck? Let's see if Maria's choice can outdo mine as my fave. Is there enough bread? There won't be any sex once I feast myself, I can see that."
"Then, let's have sex first." Anakin has a habit of thinking.
"Come right away, and we'll eat then."
"You seem to want to have sex as soon as possible just so you can eat. For seven long years, I have longed for you, hoped to hold you again, and dreamed about you. I think having sex with you as an expression of my love for you, not as a pre-dinner letting out."
"Oh shit, I'm sorry if it seemed like I valued my affection for you more than a tuna sandwich. I apologize. We manage it; I merely make a sandwich, which we split and satisfy our appetite. We take a shower before having our romantic moment. Sounds okay?" she winked.
"That's the way we do."
After sharing a meal, they quickly showered, hurrying out of the bathroom nude and leapt into the newly made beds soft mattress.
"Tell me what nice things I should do for you." He spoke softly in her ear.
"I need you inside of me right now. I can feel the pain of need."
"You shouldn't be suffering, you will have everything you require. Put your legs on my back."
He grabbed his length in his hand, positioned the tip at her entrance, and then slipped within her before coming to a complete halt. His backside were rubbed from top to bottom by Padmé, who stretched her fingers to grab him and pulled him into deep.
"Move slower because it feels so good." She whispered.
"Do you think that's a good thing, my Angel?" He nearly completely pulled himself out before carefully sliding back in, just pressing hard for the final two inches. She sighed.
"Oh my God, that's so good, keep it up."
He felt his orgasm approaching even at this modest pace, so he hurried. The next moment, he felt her walls tense up.
She nearly screamed as she dug her fingernails into his back, "Aniiii...oh God."
He released himself into her warm narrow after a few thrusts. He struggled to speak three words despite being short of breath. "I love you," he said, burying his head in her neck's crook.
"I love you too...you know that, right?"
"Yeah...and tuna sandwiches."
They both laughed after that.
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Best regards from Germany