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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Part 1
- 3-Part 2
- 4-Part 3
- 5-Part 4
- 6-Part 5
- 7-Part 6
- 8-Part 7
- 7
- 8
Forget Me Not
Part 7
"What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels."
-St. Augustine

CORUSCANT

Space Port
I stood with my eyes closed for a moment to the synthetic wind of Coruscant. I let the air wash over me and breathed in deep. It had been so long since I had been at this port - on this planet. I had expected it to hurt... but it did not. Perhaps I was numb.
A tentative hand on my shoulder brought me out of my reverie and I opened my eyes.
�Are you okay?� Gabe asked, genuine concern on his young face. I smiled for him, searching myself for something genuine to give him in return but I felt empty. I had nothing for him.
�Yes. Thank you for your kindness.�
Gabe nodded.
�I didn�t want to mention in the cabin,� he said as he looked around him, seemingly to assure himself that no one was listening. �But the man who arranged this trip for you?� He paused, meeting my gaze. �He was pretty adamant about you not stopping until we reached Taruscani.�
�And yet you brought me here.� I stated. He nodded.
�Seems to me you should be able to do what you please.� He said simply. This time the smile on my face was quite genuine.
�Thank you.� I repeated. Gabe nodded again.
�I have to go...� He said. �But if you need me... you can find me. I may not know much, but I can see when a person needs a good friend.�
I could see that he meant it. He said nothing more and neither did I. A moment later I was standing on the platform alone. I had no time to ponder his offer... I had to arrange transportation.
CORUSCANT
Jedi Temple
Anakin - my husband - was the Emperor now. I supposed that made me the Empress if I chose to look at it that way. It was a strange thought that had only occurred to me now as I trudged through the charred remains of what used to be the Jedi Temple. Sunlight streamed in through many places, though it was still quite dark. I could feel the sting of tears in my eyes as I made my way through the wreckage... It was the first time I had ever stepped foot inside the imposing building. As someone outside of the order I never would have been able to before... but that hardly mattered now. No one was here to admonish me for trespassing. No one to care. A slight chill ran through me as the ghosts of the past drifted freely around the large open space and me. This place had once thrived with an energy that I�m sure must have been palpable... and now it was dead.
Walking up the wide stone staircase, I found myself wondering where Anakin had spent most of his time while he was here. He had played here as a boy, had eaten here, had slept here, had become a Jedi here. He had lived within these walls during a time when there was still so much hope and promise for the future. And I... I had been so close. The torment must have been acute during those nights that he and I were both in the capital. He must have longed for my touch as much as I longed for his - our close proximity to each other nothing but an added strain.
I took a shaking breath as I walked through the great corridor, not knowing why I was putting myself through this... Yet I did know. Somehow... when I landed the rented speeder on the impossibly high platform, I knew that I had come here to try and say goodbye to the past. This place was a firm and concrete reminder that things were so different now. Everything was so different.
Halting, I looked out over the railing, and beyond the large columns that lined the corridor. I could see down to the bottom marble floor. Empty save for some massive statues... yet so beautiful. I could see how this would have been a very tranquil place for the Jedi to train and meditate.
Where had he done it? Where had the younglings been when he slaughtered them?
I clenched my eyes shut at this thought and found myself leaning against one of the smooth columns - the stone cold against my cheek. This building was not just a monument to a time sadly long past... it was a tragic reminder of lives that would never reach their full potential. Those poor children...
�What do you think you�re doing in here?� A man�s voice barked at me in a lower class Coruscant accent. Though it had surprised me, I did not turn in the direction of the voice right away... but when I did, I did so slowly. A man of average height, but a rather stalky build, stood at the other end of the corridor scowling at me.
�Looking for you, of course.� I responded blankly. The man�s scowl deepened as he began toward me.
�No one�s allowed in here, Miss Cheek. Emperor�s orders.�
Emperor�s orders. Anakin�s orders.
When the man, whom I could only have assumed was a guard as he had given no explanation as to why he was there, almost reached me... his steps slowed and a very confused expression took hold of his features for a moment.
�...It couldn�t be.� He said almost to himself - his face taking on the characteristics of a person who knew they recognized someone, but did not know exactly from where. Though from his words I was certain he was noticing my resemblance to a certain Naboo senator who had long since been dead. After a moment, realization rolled over his eyes. �Hold on a minute... I know who you are. You�re the slave what�s been shacked up with His Majesty for the past few months.�
�Slave?� I asked indignantly - the rest of his words not exactly penetrating. I didn�t want them to.
�I thought he had you rotting in some cell.� He grabbed my arm in a tight, almost painful, grip. �How did you escape your confinement?�
�I am no slave.� I said firmly.
�Like Sith you aren�t.� He said... then after a few moments, his grip relaxed as though in resignation. �Well, I suppose I�ll have to take you to the Emperor to see what�s to be done about you.� He said this with an odd sort of regret in his voice. �I�m sorry, Miss... I know you�ll be hating to go back there, but you were seen landing on the platform. I�ll hear about this later, and the Emperor will have my neck for not taking you to him.�
My hand unconsciously went to my neck as I recalled exactly what the man in front of me meant - my blood running cold at just the thought.
�It�s all right...� I said after a moment - my hand falling slowly to my side, feeling that the color had drained from my face. �I understand.�
And I did. Though I wasn�t sure why this man was confusing me with some slave, I could not argue with him. He was taking me exactly where I wanted to go.
To Anakin.
*****
I found myself, hands secured behind my back, being marshaled through a wide opening that led inside the Imperial Building from the landing platform outside. Behind me walked the man who had brought me here, though he was stopped unceremoniously by a masked trooper who merely said:
�We�ll take it from here.�
I looked back briefly at him to see him smiling sadly at me. Perhaps it was his way of apologizing. It was his duty, and he was only following orders. I offered him a small smile in return, and then was led away by two troopers whom I knew would not be as pleasant as the Guard from the Jedi Temple.
I was ushered through the large and overpowering hallway and around a corner to a set of stairs that led to another staircase on either side, and another hallway - much smaller than the one near the landing platform - straight ahead.
�This way.� One of the troopers said in an almost annoyed voice as he jerked me by my upper arm up the stairs. I stumbled a bit but regained my balance before I could actually fall. My heart hammered in my chest as each step brought me closer and closer to the husband I had not seen in nearly three years.
As we made our way down the corridor, the trooper to my left pressed a button on his suit.
�Your highness, we have retrieved your slave and await further instruction--� He stopped speaking abruptly as though he had been cut off. A few moments later: �Very well, Milord.�
He looked at his partner. �His Majesty requests for the girl to be brought to him.� Were his words, and then our pace quickened down the hall. My heart began to pound furiously in my chest.
He stood at the end of the corridor... He was beautiful. He was Anakin. My breath came at a hurried pace as I tried to read his expression. I could not. It was blank. I swallowed hoping that something would happen to break the horrible silence... and then something did. Anakin raised his hand and a moment later the storm trooper that had held me so tightly by the arm crashed against the wall and slid to the floor. Dead or unconscious - I did not know. I flinched and let out a little yelp of surprise, but did not move otherwise. Anakin took a step toward me, but nothing more than that.
�... Padm�?� He whispered - his face no longer inexpressive, though still quite unreadable.
I could not tell if he was angry or confused. It was impossible for me to summon the strength to speak, and so I only nodded. For a moment nothing happened, and I feared I had made a horrible mistake. I should have returned to Taruscani. I had been safe there - for the time at least... My children would have been safe with Obi-Wan looking after their safety. What had I done? Why had I been so--
Anakin ran to me and wrapped his arms around me so suddenly that I hardly knew what was happening. I stood still - my mind reeling. He wasn�t angry! He still loved me. Thank the force!
�Padm�... Pad... My... I can�t...� He rambled in to the top of my head. I closed my eyes and put my arms around his neck. I could feel him tremble against me even as I trembled. For a few moments � was able to forget everything that had happened, and I allowed myself to be happy. �I knew I felt you...� He held me tighter. �I thought I was crazy.� He pulled away slightly and kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my head - and then finally my lips. The kiss was firm yet gentle. I forgot how wonderful his lips felt on mine. How I had missed him!
He pulled away from me and I saw that tears were falling from his eyes. I wiped them away with the sleeve of my dress without a thought. He caught my hand and kissed my palm and his lips spread warmth through my cold body. He pulled me to him again.
�I thought you were dead.� He whispered. �Padm�... I thought I�d killed you!� I shook my head against his chest.
�You were lied to.� I ran my hand soothingly through his hair.
�I love you so much.� He said through tears. �I�m so sorry, Padm�. For everything I�ve done. Please... please forgive me.�
�I do forgive you, Anakin!� I said through tears of my own. �Gods, I forgive you for everything!� We embraced silently for a long while. No words could express how we felt being back in each other�s arms, and neither of us tried.
After what seemed like an eternity yet only an instant holding each other at the same time - he pulled away from me and looked me in my eyes. His beautiful eyes... as blue as they ever were. Just as kind. I could not see evil in them. He ran his hand over my cheek.
�Am I dreaming?� He asked quietly.
�No...� I said with a smile. �I am.� He put his hands on my arms and was going to say something but I winced. His face immediately clouded with concern as he took his hands away.
�Did I hurt you?� He asked urgently. I shook my head.
�The trooper was holding my arm tightly when he brought me--� Anger flooded Anakin�s eyes as he moved past me. He held his hand out to the trooper I now realized had only been unconscious - because he now writhed and gasped as though...
�Anakin... what are you doing?� I asked - placing a hand on his arm.
�He hurt you, Padm�.� He said through clenched teeth as he slowly clenched his fingers. The trooper held his neck and continued to cough and gasp.
�Stop this!� I exclaimed. �He thought I was someone else.� He did not stop. �Anakin!� I said as I pulled on his arm. He pushed me out of the way and I fell hard against the opposite wall. Immediately he stopped what he was doing and was kneeling in front of me.
�Padm�... I�m... I�m sorry.� He said - grabbing my hands and kissing them. His voice full of regret. �I didn�t mean to... I was - he hurt you.� I stood up and backed away from my still kneeling husband.
�You can�t just kill everyone who upsets you.� I said incredulously. He stood slowly.
�He hurt you.� He repeated.
�What you�ve done to me is far worse than anything he could have... yet I have forgiven you. Can you not find it in yourself to forgive as well?� He stared at me blankly for a few moments before he said anything. I found that I was quite afraid. The mood had shifted so easily.
�Two years of pain and emptiness has stripped me of that capability.� He said finally - pointedly... and then his eyes narrowed at me. My heart began to thud madly. �... Where have you been, Padm�?� I swallowed.
�... I have been... waiting until the time was right to see you again.�
�You mean... hiding from me until you thought it was safe to come out.� He sounded hurt - but more than that... he sounded angry. �I would never hurt you, Padm�. How could you think that?

�Anakin, I--�
�Stop calling me that.� He demanded quietly. �You... helped them hide our children from me, didn�t you?� His words burned at my heart.
�Anakin, please--� I was stopped only by his raised hand - not a hand raised to hit me, a hand raised only to silence me. Nothing more... but it was enough.
�I said stop calling me that.� He backed me in to the wall. �You let me believe you were dead. Did you wish me to suffer just as everyone else wanted me to suffer?� He paused. �You betrayed me!� I jumped at his exclamation.
�I love you.� I said on a sob. It was the truth. I loved him so much it broke my heart to see him this way. I now remembered quite distinctly the pain I had felt as he had almost forced squeezed the life out of me. It was not physical, it was so much worse than that. His eyes spat pain and madness at me.
�All I�ve ever done is love you... everything I have done, all I have become is for you. I have been living in agony. AGONY!� I turned my head, but he grabbed my chin and turned it back to him. Tears brimmed his eyes and I felt such sympathy for him that my heart cried out. His pain was so deep and so strong that all he could manage to say after that was one word. �... Padm�.� He nearly whimpered. I reached my head up and took his mouth with mine. In an instant he had my shoulders pinned against the wall as his tongue danced with mine for the first time in a lifetime. He hands roamed my body - over my hips, my arms, my breasts. I threaded my fingers through his hair and he groaned in to my mouth. I could taste his tears.
He pulled away from me and distanced his body from mine. There was nothing in his wet eyes and no expression on his face.
�Show the Empress to her room.� He demanded of the trooper who still lay on the floor - his eyes never leaving my face.
�Yes, milord.� The trooper said with obvious effort.
�You betrayed me.� Vader whispered to me. �It is unfortunate for me, and certainly for you, that I am still in love with you. I will have you, Padm�, and you will have me.� He paused. �The way that I am.�
He stepped away from me completely to allow the storm trooper to come by my side - his last ominous words ringing in my head as I stared him in the eyes that I still knew so well but did not really know at all. I was terrified.
�Taker her.� He said - and a moment later I found myself being led away. Vader�s eyes watching me until I was out of sight.
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