Anakin awoke at 2:57am, sweat travelling down his body like ice. He had another nightmare, carrying off briefly after his last one. Padmè is in a lot of pain and dies, it's a dreadful vision even for husbands that didn't experience their wife nearly dying hours ago.
Shaking, he looked around. Padmè was gone, she's gone.
He stood up and ran out of their bedroom and down to the kitchen and living room - still no sight of her. The balcony, he thought. He turned around near the verge of tears and jammed open the balcony.
And there she was. Her hazel brown curls swaying in the wind as she looked out into the distance with a shade of happiness.
"Padme.." Anakin trailed of softly "why are you out here....in the middle of the night?"
She turned around with no reply.
"I was worried." He carried on as he walked closer to his wife.
Padmè's plain expression morphed into a smile, "I woke up....decided I needed some fresh air" She explained.
They both embraced in a tight hug with the only distraction off Anakin's silent tears. "I love you" they both whispered before breaking into a long, passionate kiss.
***
2 months later."Padme, I need to go..I'll be back in a few hours"
"Mmhmm" Padme hummed back.
Anakin hesitated in turning the handle before setting off to the Jedi temple. He yet did not know why he was getting called today, however. "Get better soon, my love"
He then walked out.
And so then, Pamdè was left alone - sick. Her mind began finding out ways why she could randomly be ill one morning. None. No reasons at all why.
-at the temple-
"Master" Anakin walked in politely.
"Anakin" Obi-Wan's strong but reassuring voice pierced the air.
"I need to talk to you about...a rule I fear you have broken" he then turned around to meet Anakin's eyes.Anakin was confused; could his master know? How?
"Do you have any idea what this rule could be?" Obi Wan carried on before the room was flooded in silence.
"N-no, master." He lied.
"I am concerned about the relationship between you a Senator Amidala"
"And?" Anakin rudely interrupted.
"I know you had or even still have feelings towards her which you know very well is forbidden by the Jedi order" His voice rose louder.
"I'm sorry, master, for creating the illusion of the two of us having a relationship - we are only good friends"
"Good enough friends to be spending 99% of both of your spare time together?"
"We have known each other for over a decade now, master. I am sure you can understand that after such a long time we can't help but become close friends." His voice became stronger and louder as he spoke: "surely being good friends with someone is not forbidden?"
Obi Wan sat down onto one of the chairs in the room before speaking again: "Of course it is not forbidden Anakin. I am just concerned that there might be something going on between you two that should not be" he was merely keeping his calmness now.
Anakin walked closer to where his master was sitting and wiped off his sweat. "What will you do if there is something going on between me and the senator?"
"I will keep it a secret until I make up my mind wether to spill or not." His master stated, now calmer.
Before Anakin could reply nor open his mouth to speak, his com-link began beeping: Padme.
" I'm dearly sorry master but may I take this call outside?"
"As you wish" He replied with a sigh.
To be continued.
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Undercover » an Anakin and Padme fanfic
FanficThey both know that they cannot keep their secret any longer. Set during episode III, not all information is correct. All of the characters, and Star Wars, belong to George Lucas.