She approached the door slowly, "what am I doing here" she thought to herself. She closed her eyes and sighed, she knew exactly what she was doing, and why she was doing it.

She needed this, she didn't know why, she just knew it was something she had to do, if she didn't knock on that door, she would spend the rest of her life wondering what if. Taking a deep breath, she quietly knocked, holding her breath while she waited.

One knock that would change everything.

"Padme" he said quite surprised to see her.

"Master Windu said you were here, can I come in?"

"Yes, please come in" he said opening the door further for her.

She took another deep breath, now or never she thought to herself, she was about to betray her husband, there was no going back.

One knock, one visit that would change everything.

Once the door was closed she dove into his arms, holding on to him tightly, never wanting to let go. He was startled at first, but then his arms wrapped tightly around her stroking her back gently. She pulled back and looked up into his eyes, tears running down her face, smearing her makeup.

He questioned her with her eyes, she nodded, giving him reassurance it was what she wanted as well. He knew she had struggled just as much as he, the feelings they could no longer deny. He wanted her, she wanted him to. He leaned down and kissed her softly, she melted into the kiss, "how could something so wrong feel so right" she thought.

She woke hours later, his body spooned against hers, his arm around her waist. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She looked down at him sleeping peacefully, she kissed his cheek and got up out of the bed. She walked over to the table and pulled out a comlock.

"Threepio" she said quietly so she wouldn't wake him.

"Yes Miss Padme" the droids voiced echoed back.

"When Anakin arrives tell him I have an important meeting with the senate and I won't be returning until late tonight."

"Yes of course Miss Padme, do you need anything else?"

"No Threepio thank you."

She turned and walked back to the bed, she looked down at Obi-Wan, wondering what he was dreaming about.

She climbed back into the bed, taking his hand, she knew she had just started something that will spiral out of control. She wouldn't worry about it now, she would deal with it when the time came, for now she just wanted peace. She intertwined her fingers with his and closed her eyes, drifting into sleep in the arms of the older Jedi.

The sun was setting as Padme Amidala and Obi-Wan Kenobi stood right by the water's edge. They were in Naboo's lake country, the clones had just begun. They were marrying in secret, the minister and the droids the only ones present. She was dressed in a while laced wedding gown, he his dark Jedi robes. He took her hand in his.

"Padme, I give you this ring as a sign of my love and devotion, forever binding our souls. I promise to honor and protect you, using the force as my guide." He placed the simple gold band around her slender finger.

"Obi-Wan" she said as took his large hand in hers, "I give you this ring as a sign my love and devotion. I promise to always be by your side, until my dying day." She placed the identical band on his finger.

While they stood there hand in hand, hearing the minister offcially pronounce them husband and wife, they looked into each other's eyes, pure love radiating from both of the them. As they kissed softly, they both thought of the future that lied ahead. The rings they had on their fingers would soon be removed and strung on a chain, keeping it close to their heart. Even though they would living on different worlds, she on Corescant and he in the outer rim, they would never be alone, they had each other in spirit, forever.

When I look at her, I’m intoxicated by her beauty. Her features are perfect, not just in appearance but in spirit as well. Everyone loves her, I love her, and she loves me.

Every time I look at her I reminded by how lucky I am, she tells me I’m her protector, that she only feels safe when she’s with me. She touches my face, soft fingers running across my beard; she pulls me down for a kiss.

When she pulls away, she shows me what I most long for, her smile.

The smile than can turn a bad mood into good, a sad face into a happy one. I long for that smile, when I wake up in the morning, when I go to bed, after making love. I always want to see her smile.

It brings me joy in a world full of darkness.