
The Way It Has To Be
Starring: Your pal and mine, Anakin Skywalker
Rated: PG
Anakin found nights like this the most difficult, when his mind was not on staying alive in the field, tending to his troops, calculating tactics. For when he was not focused on war, he dwelled on missing his beloved Padmé.
Where was she now? In the Senate? At home on Naboo? Never one for quiet meditation, Anakin preferred to work on his fighter or on Artoo when was feeling restless. Since he was already in the cockpit of his fighter, he decided to use its Holonet connection to see if he could find anything on her. Ah…the Senate's news service reported on Senator Amidala being present in the chamber only 12 hours ago. No new pictures of her though.
With a deep sigh, he drifted into memories of their last time spent together. He recalled the warm breezes off the lake rustling through the garden, the scent of blooming spring flowers in their favorite area of the garden. They'd had too much cherry wine with their midday meal outdoors and he'd started chasing her through a labyrinth, both of them laughing like small children. Finally, Padmé had run up against a solid wall of ivy and flowers. "I've got you," he'd teased as she fell into his arms laughing.
"How do you know I didn't lure you here on purpose?" she said flirtatiously, looking positively beautiful with her curly hair loose from the ribbons and fasteners adorning it.
"Well, then, you've got me." He could feel the warmth of her lips on his, recalling how his kisses became deeper and more insistent. He'd trailed his lips to her delicate jawline. She was so small, he could lean around her and kiss the nape of her neck…
Artoo whistled, snapping Anakin out of his reverie. He glanced down out of his cockpit to see Obi-Wan and Commander Cody approaching his ship. He snatched up the hydrospanner he'd let fall to his lap. He didn't want to explain to Obi-Wan what he'd been daydreaming about.
"Anakin," Obi-Wan called out in greeting, a wry smile on his face. Ever since the war began and especially since he'd become a full-fledged knight, Anakin had become very close to his former master. In fact, there was an intimacy between them that almost defied categorization. It was one that could only come from two beings strong in the Force having tolerant from and depend upon on one another. "Master," Anakin acknowledged with a smile of his own.
It saddened Anakin that he couldn't reveal his marriage to Obi-Wan. It angered him he had to hide it from everyone as though it as was something immoral.
"It's the way it has to be," Padmé's gentle voice reminded him in his memory. Anakin climbed out of the cockpit, refocusing his mind on what needed to be done.
Th'End