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Chapter 19: Secrets and Lies
Earlier that day…
The midday sun shone high in the sky. The cerulean backdrop was dotted with speeders flying to their destinations. Coruscant was a busy planet at noontime, though the activity was an orderly sort of chaos – the activity of a city in the midst of life. Above, the invisible shield that protected the planet did its job silently, maintaining its barrier with little trace of its presence. Aside from the traffic, there was little else to note. The sky was clear; there was no sign that anything was amiss. It gave the impression that everything was alright with the galaxy. To the inhabitants of Coruscant, the Clone Wars were a far-off horror that was experienced only through the HoloNet.
If they only knew the greatest horror lay within the capital, not outside of it.
When he emerged from his secret chamber, the Chancellor set to work right away on his new assignment. For hours he pondered the situation, wondering what pretense he could use to contact Kenobi. The Jedi was not a close affiliate of him; there was no valid reason to contact him. He supposed he could use an official summons, but Kenobi would be suspicious of the meeting without an official reason. The sympathies over Anakin’s departure were something that could be expressed at the next meeting with the Council. It did not require a one-on-one meeting with the man. If only Anakin were still on Coruscant, he thought to himself.
He’d decided to shift focus on Anakin for a while. The boy was still alive. And while he was, however insignificant it was, he presented a threat to his plans. Perhaps if he concentrated on what to do about Anakin, it would spark something in him for dealing with Kenobi. And perhaps if he did something to Anakin, it would draw Kenobi out into the open. There was nothing like his Padawan to get the elder Master’s attention. And that was when the idea occurred to him.
He thought it over carefully, making note of its strengths and weaknesses. The former easily won out. Yes, it was a brilliant move, he smiled to himself – one that was sure to cause chaos among the Jedi and make Anakin’s life a living hell. There was also Amidala to deal with. The senator wasn’t a threat now that she’d resigned, but she still wielded considerable influence among the Senate. Should she choose to return, she would be able to stir up the senators against him once she got wind of his new policies. And there was no doubt in Palpatine’s mind that she would return. Having a political career was the most important thing to Amidala. Anakin was deluding himself if he thought she would be content with being a housewife and letting the galaxy pass her by. He had little doubt she would soon regret leaving her position and attempt to reestablish in the arena. This would go a long way towards removing her from the equation.
Grinning savagely with triumph, Palpatine set about making the call to the reporters. Oh, the HoloNet was going to love getting their hands on this…
~*~
Padme ran down the steps and through the meadow, in search of her husband. He’d had a vivid vision, so much so that it had caused him to react in a defensive manner. It was Kenobi again, torturing her husband through his psyche…again. She looked around the meadow and then spotted him off to the side, all the way down at the beach. Anakin could move very fast if needed, or if he wanted to. She began sprinting again and slowed as she soon reached the beach. Anakin had kicked his shoes off and was idly tossing stones into the water, watching them skip atop the waves. Occasionally, he would use the Force to float the stones back to him or cast them out beyond sight. She kicked her shoes off and padded barefoot through the sand, approaching him slowly. She touched his arm and she watched him turn to her. She stared into stormy blue eyes for what seemed like forever, but was only mere seconds.
“I hope I didn’t scare them too badly,” he said, referring to her family.
“They were startled, but I think they’re more worried about you,” she said, pausing for a moment.
“I explained to them that sometimes Jedi have visions. That is what this was, right?” she asked. His silence was her answer.
“Ani…please talk to me,” she pleaded.
“There’s nothing to talk about. I’m not going to let this vision come true. I have to continue my training, so I’m ready for him,” Anakin said.
“Then, in the vision, Obi-Wan did come for you,” she said. His eyes watered and he swallowed the lump in his throat.
“He came here looking for me…and he killed your family. He killed you! And I couldn’t stop him!” Anakin yelled. Padme took him in her arms and hugged him tightly.
“I’m endangering you all, just by being here,” he said. She combed her fingers through his bangs.
“Obi-Wan is on Coruscant,” she assured him.
“But for now long? He will come for me, Padme, and you know it. It’s not a question of if, but when. I’m a possession to him and he won’t let me go. I’ll give myself up before I’d let him kill you,” he said.
“No, you won’t. I will not surrender you to that sadistic monster. If we cannot fight him, then we’ll run if we have to,” she said.
“I’ve destroyed your life enough without taking you on the run with me. Your family is probably wondering what you were thinking by marrying me. I’ve destroyed your career and reputation. And now, I’m destroying your personal life too,” he said.
“You have done none of those things, Anakin, NONE!” she protested in vehemence.
“You are my life,” she told him, her tone softening, as she held his face in her hands.
“You can’t leave me, Ani. I couldn’t survive losing you,” she told him.
“Padme, I would never willingly leave you. But if I had to do it to ensure you remained safe, I would,” he replied.
“I won’t let him do this to us. I won’t let him make me give up the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I refuse,” Padme said fiercely. He looked a little surprised by her tiny confession.
“Yes Anakin…you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I will be by your side always,” she said.
“I love you…” he said, choking back tears.
“I don’t deserve you, but I love you and I’ll spend the rest of my life, making sure you know it,” Anakin said, as he hugged her tightly, burying his face in her long, fragrant tresses.
“Listen…I meant it when I said we’d leave to find a place where he could not find us. My family will be going home in a few days and then we’ll set out and find a nice, small village to settle in,” Padme said.
“That was before we became the gossip of the HoloNet. There isn’t going to be anywhere we can go on Naboo without being recognized, no matter how small the village,” Anakin pointed out.
“Then we’ll leave Naboo,” she replied simply.
“You love Naboo. Hell, I love Naboo. It’s home,” he said sadly.
“I love you more. And home is wherever you are. We can even have Artoo begin researching suitable places we could go, just in case we have to leave suddenly,” she said. He looked unsure and she stroked his face.
“He can’t get on the planet without the palace knowing about it. He has to get clearance and transmit ID codes. Queen Jamillia will be notified if he lands and then we’ll know before he can get here,” she assured him.
“I hope you’re right, angel,” he replied. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a passionate, loving kiss.
“Trust in our love, Ani,” she said.
“I could never doubt our love,” he responded. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead to his.
“I love you so much. More deeply than I ever thought possible. No matter what happens, always remember the depths of my love for you,” Padme told him.
“I will. And you must know too, how much I love you as well. How my love for you runs deeply within my soul and how you are etched in my heart forever. You are everything that is good about my life and I will belong to no one but you for all time,” he whispered. Their lips met in a searing kiss and it lasted for several long moments, as their love burned as brightly as the sun beating down on their shoulders.
“I’m going back up to the house. Are you coming?” she asked.
“Actually, I’m going to stay out here and train for a while,” he said, as he took off his shirt and unclipped his lightsaber from his belt.
“Okay. I’ll bring lunch down later. A picnic on the beach for just the two of us,” Padme said. He smiled.
“That sounds great. Then, maybe we can swim to that island resort you’re always telling me about,” he said. Her eyes lit up at the thought of sharing her special place with him. She kissed his cheek and smoothed her hands along his bare chest.
“See you in a little while, handsome,” she said, giving him a sultry look, as she sauntered back toward the house. Anakin smiled as she went.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but thank you,” he said to the Force, as he set about in his training.
~*~
The dormitories of the apprentices and younglings were virtually deserted at this hour. Most of the younglings and their older counterparts were at the nightly dinner in the cafeteria. The section’s single occupant didn’t mind. It made things so much easier for her, if she didn’t have to tell anyone goodbye.
Tallisibeth Enwandung-Esterhazy, otherwise known as Scout, was in the middle of relocating. After years of toiling away under the Temple’s strenuous tests, she was finally leaving the much-despised position she had been assigned to since Chankar Kim’s death. Scout frowned at the thought. She stuffed her meager belongings into a bag – she had very little belongings, only a few tunics and pants that signified her status as an apprentice. She would be moving into Obi-Wan’s apartment after this. Scout couldn’t say she was looking forward to it.
It was hard to believe she was in the situation that she was. In hindsight, it was so obvious Scout was surprised she hadn’t seen it before. Obi-Wan had blinded her. That conversation she had with him before the meeting – he was the Master he was talking about. It had been a set-up to lure her in, from the very beginning. Scout kicked herself for not seeing it earlier.
She took a look around the dormitories, at the empty bed and tangled sheets that made up the bedroom. She always imagined when she left this place it would be a day of rejoicing and extreme happiness, with a Master she was proud to call her own. Instead she was leaving under a cloud of impending doom, with a man who was partly psychotic. There was no elation in her movements, no sense of triumph only adversity. Only a cold dread about what the future held for her, now that she was trapped.
Calm down, Esterhazy, she told herself. It wouldn’t do any good to get herself worked up over this. She tried to look on the positive side of things. Maybe she was overreacting. He hadn’t shown her anything but kindness since that first day. Perhaps he really did want her as an apprentice. But then again, there were the words he mentioned to Anakin. “I will kill her, Anakin…” On the other hand, was he really serious when he said that? Perhaps Kenobi merely overreacted. Obi-Wan had very right to be angry with Anakin for leaving the Order. Perhaps he just got caught up in the heat of the moment. Scout certainly understood. She’d said some nasty things to Hanna over the years. That didn’t mean she actually hated the girl.
Scout shook away the thoughts. There was nothing to be done about it now. For better or worse, she was Obi-Wan’s apprentice. That was her purpose, and she was going to make the best of it. She was going to be the best Padawan to Obi-Wan possible.
“Ready to go, Padawan?”
Scout looked at the entrance to see Obi-Wan standing at the doorway with his arms crossed. She drew in her breath and tucked away her doubts.
“Yes, Master.”
Obi-Wan looked satisfied. “Call me Obi-Wan,” he said with a hint of a smile.
Scout held back a sigh. “Okay, Master…Obi-Wan,” she added upon his look.
Master Kenobi smiled. Obi-Wan slipped an arm around her shoulders and led her out of the dormitories. Together they walked away into their new, uncertain lives.
~*~
“Sweetheart, is everything all right?” Jobal asked as her daughter returned. Padme nodded.
“I’m going to take lunch to him later,” she answered.
“He ran out of here practically screaming and now you say he’s okay. What’s really going on, Padme?” Sola asked. Padme fumed at her sister.
“It was a vision, Sola. All Jedi have them at one time or another. Some, like Anakin, have more than their fair share. But we are working through it. Ani is training now and that helps him channel all those emotions in a positive manner,” Padme said.
“Well, as long as he’s okay, that’s all that matters,” Ruwee said.
“He was very upset. That must have been some horrible vision,” Sola mentioned. Padme ignored her.
“What was it about?” Sola asked.
“That’s between my husband and I,” Padme replied. It was Sola’s turn to fume.
“Oh come off it, Padme!” she snapped.
“Why don’t you stop sticking your nose in where it doesn’t belong?” Padme retorted.
“Girls, please,” Jobal said, trying to quell their argument.
“No mother, I am sick and tired of Padme’s secrets and lies!” Sola yelled. Padme bolted out of her seat.
“All you need to know is that Anakin is my husband and we love each other so much that we’re willing to anything…ANYTHING to be together!” Padme shouted.
“There is something going on with your husband and you’re going to tell us what it is!” Sola demanded.
“I told you I am not discussing this with you!” Padme yelled, as she stormed inside. Sola was right after her.
“Sola, leave her alone!” Ruwee roared, but was ignored.
“Let go of me!” Padme yelled, as Sola grabbed her arm.
“Not until you tell me what is going on,” Sola replied, as she stared at her sister.
“What aren’t you telling us, Padme? What kind of trouble is Anakin in?” Sola asked.
“He’s not in trouble,” Padme spat back.
“What did he do? Why did the two of you run?” she asked.
“Anakin didn’t do anything! And how dare you suggest that he did! My husband is a wonderful man,” Padme said, as tears welled in her eyes.
“My husband is a wonderful man that did not deserve to grow up as a slave! He is a wonderful man who did not deserve for the Jedi to turn on him like they did. He is a wonderful man who didn’t deserve…” she stopped herself there, refusing to go any further.
“Didn’t deserve what? What happened to him?” Sola demanded.
“Just leave it alone, Sola. I beg of you,” Padme replied.
“Not this time,” Sola replied.
“Just leave us alone!” Padme spat, as she wrenched her arm from her sister’s grip. Suddenly, she felt a little woozy.
“Damn it Padme, why must you be so stubborn? We are your family and yet you tell us nothing. What are you hiding?” Sola asked.
“Nothing…Sola. Forget it,” Padme said, as she fought off a sudden wave of nausea. Sola growled and grabbed her sister’s arm, so she could make her look at her. But as she did, she saw Padme’s eyes roll back and she caught her as she fainted.
“Dad!” Sola called.
“Sola…what in blazes happened?!” Ruwee said.
“I don’t know. We were arguing one minute and then she just fainted!” Sola exclaimed. Ruwee lifted his youngest daughter onto the sofa, as Jobal felt her forehead and face.
“Well, she doesn’t have a fever, but she is a little flushed,” Jobal said.
“Let’s call the Healer anyway and have her looked at, just in case,” Ruwee said. He turned towards Sola.
“And you go tell Anakin to get up here. And don’t be hassling him with your questions,” he told Sola sternly. Several minutes later, Anakin came rushing in and knelt beside his wife.
“What happened?” he asked.
“We think she just fainted. We called the healer to come give her a look though. I’m sure she’ll be just fine, son,” Ruwee told him, as Jobal pressed a cold compress to her forehead. Anakin stroked his wife’s cheek and the three Naberries watched as she responded instantly to his touch. Her eyes fluttered open.
“Ani…what happened?” she asked.
“Shh…lay still angel. You fainted,” he said.
“Fainted? But…”
He cut her off. “A healer is on her way to give you an exam. Just lay back and relax,” he said softly. They heard a door chime almost an hour later and Sola went to answer it. By now, Padme was sitting up and looking better than she had.
“Healer Nanda…thank you for coming,” Ruwee said.
“Always a pleasure, Ruwee,” the white haired, aging woman said.
“Hello Padme, dear. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you,” Nanda said.
“Hello, Healer Nanda,” Padme replied.
“Now then,” Nanda said, as she put her bag down and took out a few instruments.
“Your mother says you fainted. I’m going to check your blood pressure,” she said, as she proceeded to do so.
“Well, it’s lowering back to normal. Were you stressed or angry before you passed out?” the Healer asked.
“Yes…Sola and I had an argument,” Padme said, giving her sister a withering glance.
“Well, you might have had a small anxiety attack,” Nanda said.
“Is she going to be all right, Healer Nanda?” Anakin asked.
“And you are, young man?” Nanda asked. Anakin blushed slightly.
“I’m her husband,” he answered.
“I see. Well, there’s just one more little test I’d like to do, just in case,” Nanda said, as she pricked Padme’s finger and put a drop of blood on a clear slide, before slipping the slide into a small hand held device.
“What does that do?” Anakin asked.
“It is just performing a routine blood test to detect any known anomalies. It should be done in a few minutes,” Nanda said. She was correct and the device chimed, indicating it was finished about ten minutes later. The results appeared on the Healer’s datapad. She smirked.
“I thought so,” she said.
“What it is?” Padme asked.
“Padme, you likely had an anxiety attack that was amplified by your condition,” the Healer said.
“My condition?” Padme questioned.
“You, my dear, are pregnant,” Nanda announced. She heard her mother and sister gasp in surprise.
“Pregnant…” Padme uttered, as she turned to her husband.
“Ani...” she said, as she stood up. The shock wore off and a grin spread across his face. It was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. He closed the distance between them and wrapped her in a hug. He lifted her off her feet and gently spun her around.
“Oh Padme…this is wonderful. A baby…” he uttered in awe. Padme’s smile matched his own.
“I’m so happy,” she said. He kissed her forehead.
“Me too,” he whispered, as their lips met.
“Well darling, it looks like we’re going to be grandparents again,” Ruwee said. He and Jobal were beaming. Jobal hugged them both.
“This is wonderful news,” she said.
“Congratulations to you both,” Ruwee said.
“Thanks Daddy,” Padme said. Healer Nanda cleared her throat.
“Padme, I’ll send all the pre-natal vitamins that you need to start taking by carrier droid. Then, I’ll see the two of you at the clinic in Theed in a few weeks for your first ultrasound. I must stress that you keep your anxiety levels to a minimum as much as possible. Stress is not good for the baby. Take good care of her, young man,” the Healer said.
“I will, ma’am,” he answered.
“We’ll give you two some time alone. Come along, Sola. I need to speak with you,” Ruwee said, as the three of them left the sitting room. Anakin took Padme’s hands and helped her sit down.
“How are you feeling?” he asked. She smiled.
“I feel wonderful now,” she answered.
“Were you and Sola arguing about me?” he asked.
“Our personal lives are none of her business, Ani. And I believe she will be backing off, especially after daddy talks to her,” Padme said.
“Okay. As long as your stress levels stay low, then we won’t have any problems,” he said.
“I’ll be fine, because I have my handsome protector here to take care of me,” she said, as she pecked him on the lips and stood up.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“We’re going to go change into our bathing suits since I will soon be too big to fit into mine,” she said.
“Are you sure you’re up to it?” he asked.
“Absolutely,” she replied. He stood up and kissed her tenderly.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said.
“I’m glad you think so. Because soon I’ll be as big as a house,” Padme replied. He snorted.
“You will not. And even if you were, you’d still be the most beautiful woman in the galaxy,” he said, as they went to the bedroom to change for their outing.
~*~
In the Republic Executive Building, Chancellor Palpatine sat in his office going over some documents on his desk. The Chancellor leaned forward. His expression was that of a man who was hard at work. Officially, he was looking over a petition sent from one of the senators. In truth, he could not care less what the senator had to say. His thoughts were occupied by more important matters.
His plan had gone smoothly. Amidala was ruined, of that there was no doubt. The last obstacle to his plans was gone, now that she’d resigned and her career was subsequently disgraced. Sometimes Palpatine never ceased to amaze himself.
Of course, it would be difficult to contact Kenobi, given what he’d just revealed about Anakin. That was a risky move, tempting Anakin’s anger like that, but it had to be done. He needed to get Anakin out of the way, along with Amidala. And it worked. With the recent scandal in the press, Anakin would be too ashamed to show his face in the Republic. What a tragic end for the “Hero with No Fear,” to end up with his career in disgrace all because of a woman, of all things.
Now the question remained. What to do about Kenobi?
It was later that afternoon when he received the startling tidbit. A large smile spread slowly across his face, as he read the intriguing info. So Master Kenobi had a new apprentice? Interesting indeed. He was even more surprised when he saw who it was. Tallisibeth Esterhazy. He had heard about her in passing, mentioned among Jedi Masters – she was a sorrowful, pitiful excuse for a Jedi who was worthless to his plans. That Kenobi would take her on as a Padawan was baffling indeed.
Very well; that decided the issue. In that instant, Palpatine knew what he needed to do. He would set up a meeting to meet with Master Kenobi and his new apprentice. It was customary for a Jedi of a certain status to introduce his apprentice to the Chancellor. And when Kenobi came to speak to him, he would see for himself what the Jedi thought of his recent actions. It would be risky. The Jedi Master would no doubt be angry at his actions – exposing the situation with Anakin was the Jedi’s domain, not his. But that anger would only work in his favor. And if the opposite were to occur – if the Jedi was actually grateful for putting some pressure on Anakin, that would work equally well. Either way, Kenobi was trapped in his web.
You’re mine, Master Kenobi, Palpatine cackled to himself. The public would have been horrified to hear the evil sound coming from the Chancellor, his eyes colored a demonic shade of amber.
~*~
In the kitchen of the lake retreat, Sola busied herself with washing the dishes. It wasn’t really necessary; she was doing it simply out of a lack of something else to do. She was avoiding Padme, just as Padme was avoiding her. The argument between them lingered like a morning mist, coloring the household with a thick tension. Ruwee wanted to talk to her, but she asked for some time alone first. Admittedly she was trying to delay the inevitable conversation.
Sola felt some regret at her earlier tirade. She hadn’t meant to come down so harsh on Padme. She didn’t want to invade her privacy. She just didn’t want to be kept in the dark about something that was clearly important to them.
There was reason to be concerned. If it were up to Padme, she would never tell them anything about her life. Sola had to wonder. If this thing with Obi-Wan hadn’t happened, would she ever have told them about her marriage to Anakin? What if they had children? Would she ever have introduced them to their grandparents, or would she have kept them a secret until they were fully grown? She didn’t want to think that was true, but Padme had always been so good at keeping them at a distance. It hurt that her sister didn’t trust them with anything.
And that was why she couldn’t let this go. Padme needed to learn to trust her family. It wasn’t just her feelings at stake. They were all in this together. What affected one of them affected all of them. And if Anakin was truly going through something horrible, then she wanted to be there for him. She knew she was being antagonistic in her approach, but damn it, why wouldn’t they just talk?! What was so appalling that they could not confide in even their closest family members?
The door to the kitchen opened and Ruwee walked inside. Sola rolled her eyes as their father approached. She knew why he was here; it was written all over his face. Sola prepared herself to face the jury. She was not going to let anyone dissuade her of this pursuit, regardless of what they told her.
Nothing but the truth would suffice.
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