❐❝mad Love ❙ ❨anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader❩

chapter twenty eight

Freya groaned as Padmé rubbed the ointment onto the wound on her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Frey," Padme says quietly.

"Okay" Freya sighs, "you don't have to do this, I'll take care of my injuries"

"Well, no more, that's what friends are for"

"Friends? Are you going to be friends with a Sith?"

"I'm going to make friends with a girl who has powers" Padmé gave her a sincere smile.

Anakin entered the apartment with hurried steps, Padmé hastened to stop him as she led him away from the room where Freya rested.

"She is fine?" he asks trying to lean out to see her.

“She is, she only has a bullet wound on her forehead, I already put some ointment on her and I also gave her a tea for pregnancy pains. The fight upset the baby a bit.”

Anakin sighs and covers his face with his hands and then looks at Padmé.

"Thank you Padme"

Padmé nods with a small smile.

"She can spend the last few months on Naboo, I'll go with her if I have to, it's a good place to have the baby and raise it."

"I know, I was thinking about that, but she can't…" Anakin trailed off, his face turning slightly red with fury, "I'm trying to get into the Jedi archives to find a way to remove that thing that binds her to the dark side. But, agh..."

Padme put a hand on his shoulder, "I know you're doing the best you can."

"I need to get into the jedi council, so I can have access to the files, and I also want to be here for her, because today that I wasn't there and I almost lost her", Anakin took several breaths to calm down. himself, "this is all taking so long, the war, the council, I don't want to miss the birth of my child, I'm supposed to be by her side, but I feel like I'm failing."

"It's okay, Anakin," Padmé tries to reassure him, "you're not failing, you're fighting for the future of your family and that's admirable. But right now, she needs you, okay? You can't walk in looking like that, it won't do her any good"

"You're right" he ran his hands through his hair and wiped away a small tear that escaped him, "thank you, really, thank you, I don't know what Freya and I would do without you helping us"

Padmé smiles and pats his arm, "I hope that when that baby is born, I'll be his godmother."

Anakin laughs, "of course you will be."

Padme nods smiling and leaves the apartment, Anakin then looks towards the living room, leaning against the door admiring Freya reclining on the sofa with her stomach swollen.

"Look who honors us with his presence" Freya gives him a tired smile.

Anakin noted the cut on her forehead and a bruise on her right cheekbone. He tried not to show his disgust at the battle wounds. He didn't want to argue with her, but he would make sure whoever hurt her got what he deserved from her.

"Do you want to know how it feels?" Freya gestured for him to come closer.

Anakin approached and carefully placed her hand on her stomach, it took a few seconds before hiw hand felt her move, he pulled away from her with a surprised look.

Freya laughs, "did you feel that? Did you feel the kick?" Anakin was in shock holding his hand remembering how it felt to move under his touch, Freya laughed again at Anakin's face, "come on, come here Ani"

Anakin hesitantly reached out and reached out, unable to touch her stomach.

"It's okay" Freya put her hand on top of him and let Anakin touch her stomach, "See? Everything is fine"

"Oh, freya" Anakin feels the movement again, "he knows I'm his father, he recognizes me".

Anakin bent down and rubbed Freya's stomach and then gave her a small kiss, while he stared at Freya, her eyes teary from hers and his teary.

"He knows I'm his father" he repeats excitedly.

"Yes, Ani. he knows it." She ran her hand through his hair as Anakin snuggled into Freya's stomach.