Alternate Ending
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Category:
Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,946
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Let me take care of you
Padme sighs completely pleased with there passionate love making. She turns to his side of the bed and her eyes widen when she sees splotches of blood where he had been laying earlier. She quickly puts on her sleeping dress and runs to the bathroom. Padme tries to turn the knob but it’s locked. She knocks.
Padme: Ani, let me in…
Anakin: I’ll be out in a minute.
Padme: Anakin, please I can help you.
Anakin: Help me?
Padme: I saw the blood on our covers…
Anakin unlocks the door knowing that he has been discovered. Padme walks inside. She is stunned to see the bloody fingerprints on the counter. She represses the need to vomit and looks up at him, “Are you still bleeding?” He frowns, “A little…” She opens a drawer and pulls out a silver can and a bandage, “I took this from the medical room. It‘s supposed to stop the bleeding… hold on to something.” He sits down and grabs the sides of the toilet seat. He stretches his body so she can see his entire wound. She shakes the can and sprays it on his wound. He gulps in pain, “Shit…” She picks up the bandage and wraps it around his ribs, “Anakin, next time this happens tell me. I don‘t need you locked in the bathroom bleeding to death just because…” He interrupts her, “I‘m not a little boy. I can take care of myself.” She works on cleaning the blood from the counter, “Yet you‘d rather sit in a bathroom and bleed to death then tell me, your wife, that you need help. Pretty mature to me… Ani, you‘re pale let me take care of you, please.” She throws his arm around her shoulders and they slowly walk to a chair. She sits him down, “I’m going to change the sheets and then you are going to rest… you need to rest.”
*Guest bunker*
Master Windu storms in visibly upset.
Windu: Where is Anakin? I just returned from the medical room and the droid said that he had been moved. I did not authorize his movement.
Obi Wan: Miss Amidala thought that it would be best if she kept eye on him tonight.
Windu: And where are they?
Obi Wan: In her chambers.
Yoda: Reasoning for this did she have?
Obi Wan: Yes Master, she said that the droids had been working straight through three days. She said they needed to be maintained.
Yoda: Very true this is.
Windu: I don’t like it. A Jedi sleeping in a bedroom with a women? It’s completely out of code.
Yoda: Rest he needs. We will talk to Miss Amidala tomorrow morning.
*Padme‘s chamber*
Padme helps Anakin lay down on his side of the bed, “Have a good night, Anakin.” She starts to walk away, but her grabs her wrist, “Where are you going?”
“I‘m going to finish cleaning the bathroom and then I‘m sleeping on the sofa.” He looks at her pleadingly, “Padme, please come back to our bed… you know that I can‘t sleep without you.” Padme looks into his pleading eyes and her heart melts, “Fine, but first…”
“You can clean up tomorrow.” He pulls her down on the bed. He wraps his arm around her and lays his head on her chest. She kisses the top of his head, “Anakin, I love you.” He kisses the space between her breasts, “I love you.” She closes her eyes thinking of the consequences that her actions would bring tomorrow.
Padme: Ani, let me in…
Anakin: I’ll be out in a minute.
Padme: Anakin, please I can help you.
Anakin: Help me?
Padme: I saw the blood on our covers…
Anakin unlocks the door knowing that he has been discovered. Padme walks inside. She is stunned to see the bloody fingerprints on the counter. She represses the need to vomit and looks up at him, “Are you still bleeding?” He frowns, “A little…” She opens a drawer and pulls out a silver can and a bandage, “I took this from the medical room. It‘s supposed to stop the bleeding… hold on to something.” He sits down and grabs the sides of the toilet seat. He stretches his body so she can see his entire wound. She shakes the can and sprays it on his wound. He gulps in pain, “Shit…” She picks up the bandage and wraps it around his ribs, “Anakin, next time this happens tell me. I don‘t need you locked in the bathroom bleeding to death just because…” He interrupts her, “I‘m not a little boy. I can take care of myself.” She works on cleaning the blood from the counter, “Yet you‘d rather sit in a bathroom and bleed to death then tell me, your wife, that you need help. Pretty mature to me… Ani, you‘re pale let me take care of you, please.” She throws his arm around her shoulders and they slowly walk to a chair. She sits him down, “I’m going to change the sheets and then you are going to rest… you need to rest.”
*Guest bunker*
Master Windu storms in visibly upset.
Windu: Where is Anakin? I just returned from the medical room and the droid said that he had been moved. I did not authorize his movement.
Obi Wan: Miss Amidala thought that it would be best if she kept eye on him tonight.
Windu: And where are they?
Obi Wan: In her chambers.
Yoda: Reasoning for this did she have?
Obi Wan: Yes Master, she said that the droids had been working straight through three days. She said they needed to be maintained.
Yoda: Very true this is.
Windu: I don’t like it. A Jedi sleeping in a bedroom with a women? It’s completely out of code.
Yoda: Rest he needs. We will talk to Miss Amidala tomorrow morning.
*Padme‘s chamber*
Padme helps Anakin lay down on his side of the bed, “Have a good night, Anakin.” She starts to walk away, but her grabs her wrist, “Where are you going?”
“I‘m going to finish cleaning the bathroom and then I‘m sleeping on the sofa.” He looks at her pleadingly, “Padme, please come back to our bed… you know that I can‘t sleep without you.” Padme looks into his pleading eyes and her heart melts, “Fine, but first…”
“You can clean up tomorrow.” He pulls her down on the bed. He wraps his arm around her and lays his head on her chest. She kisses the top of his head, “Anakin, I love you.” He kisses the space between her breasts, “I love you.” She closes her eyes thinking of the consequences that her actions would bring tomorrow.