Dying Thoughts

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Padme lay on the cot, her brow furrowed. Obi Wan stood over her concerned. He stroked her hair and did what he could to calm her. He could only imagine what could be going through her mind. He didn't know how he could tell her that her husband, the father of her unborn children, not only completely went to the dark side, but had died, and he, his mentor had watched it happen. He walked over and input the nearest safe planet and went back to his vigil over Padme. She no longer tossed or turned, but her brow didn't unfurrow either....

* * * * *

The evening was so beautiful, the type of night Padme had only seen on Naboo. She was so happy to be home, and to be finally joining with the man she loved more than life. The old man that had married her parents, sworn to secrecy, came to the secluded and beautiful lake house, to join her forever to her handsome young man. She wore her mother's dress and felt as though her heart were going to explode from fear and joy and excitement and so many other emotions that words haven't the power to express. Taking his hand, and kissing her husband for the first time. His eyes so full of love and passion. As the old man closed the ceremony he took her cheek in one hand, gently stroking from her lips to her eyes. In that first kiss they didn't even notice the old man leaving.... Anakin slipped his hand beneath the base of her head, his fingers slipping into her soft, gentle curls, holding her as if he held her very soul.
He gently picked her up, carried her to their bedroom, flower petals blowing in the open windows, the smell of water taking away the walls and ceiling. He set her on the edge of the bed, his intense eyes looking straight through her...seeing beyond what she was. His hands gently sliding her dress off her shoulders....Padme could only take short breaths as she prepared to give everything to her new husband....her very soul was on the table waiting for him. He knelt and his soft lips caressed her cheek...her neck...her collar bone. She closed her eyes and took a breath as he removed the rest of her dress, showing him his lovely bride for the first time. Her slender frame, the gentle curve of her breasts, her deep brown eyes offering everything. He removed his own clothing and gently lowered her to the soft bed. His hands moved gently over her pert breasts, down her slender sides, across her stomach. His lips moved back from her neck back to her lips.
"I want you...my wife....I never thought I would say those words...." Anakin whispered into her cheek. Padme stared back up at him through her long lashes and only replied with a kiss. He leaned down to her, leaving no space between their bodies and continued to kiss her neck, shoulders, and collar. He moved his hard member to her opening and moved inside of her. Padme gasped and arched her back, her eyes watering with unfamiliar pain. Anakin immediately smothered her face with kisses, stroking her hair. He remained perfectly still until he could feel the tension ease. With his free hand he reached down and stroked her virgin sex and this gasp was far from one of pain. Gently he started moving within her. "Padme...oh Padme..." was all Anakin could gasp out. Padme could only sigh and arch herself against him. She could feel her climax mounting deep inside her....As Anakin moved faster and with more intensity, stroking her sex, she could feel as though a spring were being wound deep in the pit of her stomach. She could no longer stop herself from moaning...Anakin's breath coming faster and shorter, moaning his new bride's name....Padme's moans becoming loader and more needy until she could only cry out his name. Everything disappeared into bliss as the two could only lay against each other, sharing in their first night together....

* * * * *

Obi Wan heard a single word come from Padme's slightly parted lips..."Ani...." She was so weak and pale. He did everything he could to keep her comfortable; they were so close to help....they would know what to do. They would have better medical help.



"She's dying?" Obi Wan couldn't believe what he had heard. She couldn't be dying. She was about to have a child. "Oh, Padme, hold on....your child needs you."

* * * * *

"Ani, I'm pregnant."
"Pregnant? How can this be a bad thing? This is the best day of my life! You are carrying our child."
"But what about the Senate? And the Council? What will we do?"
"This is our child! Proof of our love. This can't be a bad thing...."


"Ani, what will we do? Everything is so dangerous, and you out on missions. How can we have a baby?"
"Don't worry, Padme. I'll be here. And I will always love you. I will make sure you and your baby are safe. I love you..."
"I love you too, Ani..."

* * * * *

"The babies are coming."
"Babies?"
"Yes, she is carrying twins...." Obi Wan stood near Padme as she cried out in labor.
"Ani!" She cried as the tears streamed down her cheeks. She was barely conscious, but there enough to work for her children.
"It is a boy." Padme lifted her head a tiny bit as Obi Wan brought her first child to her line of sight.
"Luke..." She said weakly looking at the tiny little boy. Neither of them really heard the next sentence: a girl. Obi Wan brought the second tiny babe to where she could see her. "Leia...." The last words Obi Wan heard her say.

* * * * *

"Do you, Anakin Skywalker, take Padme Nebarrie to be your wife?"
"I do."
"And do you, Padme Nebarrie, take Anakin Skywalker to be your husband?"
"I do." The deep, boundless Jedi eyes staring into the deep brown of delicate eyes.....

"Our child, you are carrying our child. I will always love you, Padme, and make sure our child is safe....."

"I don't want to hear any more about Obi-Wan. The Jedi turned against me. Don't you turn against me."
"I don't know you anymore. Anakin, you're breaking my heart. I'll never stop loving you, but you are going down a path I
can't follow."
"Because of Obi-Wan?"
"Because of what you've done . . . what you plan to do. Stop, stop now. Come back! I love you."
"Liar!"
"No!"
"You're with him. You've betrayed me! You brought him here to kill me!"

"I, Padme Nebarrie, take Anakin Skywalker to be my husband....I love you....."


And the world went blank....