WHAT IS REAL

XVI

As soon as the emperor was gone, Vader rushed to his quarters. The troopers had put Padme on his bed. He sat beside her and picked up her hand. He was shocked to find it warm. He slid his hand down to her wrist and felt her light pulse. 

He had wanted the chance to say goodbye to her but things were different all of the sudden. Now what should he do? Well one thing for sure he did not have to take her to the crematory.

Well he needed to check on something right now. So he went out to the living part of his quarters and sat at the computer. He brought up the file of Padme's funeral and when it came to the part where it showed her face he zoomed in and had it freeze framed. He stared at the picture never understanding why he had not seen that it was Sabe and not Padme before.

 How could he be fooled into not even recognizing his own wife? He would get answers now. Padme would surely tell him what happened to her once she woke up. He thought about her lying in his bed and he had to go and make sure it was not a dream. So he went to the bedroom and stood staring at her for a while.

He could not believe this. He was staring at the most beautiful person he had ever seen. She was gaunt and sallow but it was still her and he knew he would never let her go now. She had always been loving and understanding of him and he hoped she would be the same now. 

Well she just had to be he said to himself. He felt the urge to sit beside her and touch her; so he did. As he sat there something happened that had not happened for 2 and a half years; he started to cry. Great I am Vader the most fear man in the galaxy and I am crying like a baby right now. He lay down beside her and that seemed to bring a peace just as it used to for him. He fell asleep with her in his arms.