If I Never Knew You

If I Never Knew You

If I Never Knew You

By Jedi X-Man Serena Kenobi

Disclaimer: I do not, nor ever will, own Star Wars.

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Prologue

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It was all a blur.

Anakin…

She couldn't see.

Anakin…

She vaguely heard a baby's cry in the background, but nothing seemed to make sense.

Where are you, Anakin?

Voices. She heard voices talking among the cries. She couldn't make out what they were saying; it was muddled whispers.

What's going on? What's happened?

She heard a voice distantly calling her name…

Padmé… Padmé… PADMÉ!!

"Padmé!"

Her eyes shot open, and she stared at the bright ceiling for a second before closing her eyes. She groaned, opened her eyes slowly, and saw Obi-Wan standing over her, a distressed look upon his battle-worn face.

"Thank the Force," he sighed, "we thought you were gone."

Padmé blinked. "Gone?" she murmured, confused.

He nodded. "Yes, you almost died."

"Died?" She faintly wondered why she kept repeating him.

"Yes, Padmé. We almost lost you."

Tears began to well up in Padmé's eyes as all the events came raining down on her. "I couldn't…" she hoarsely whispered, "I couldn't abandon my children. I have to stay strong for them, Obi-Wan. I can't leave them. They need me."

The older Jedi smiled faintly. "Only a true mother would say something like that," he quietly replied. "You're a brave woman, Padmé. You've never given up when we have, more times than I can count."

She weakly smiled in return. "Thank you for being with me, Obi-Wan," she continued. "You're a good friend."

At that, Obi-Wan's face slid from relieved to dismayed, and he fixed her with a remorseful gaze before slowly walking out of the room.

Padmé watched him leave, wondering what had made him so guilty. What exactly had happened between him and Anakin?

Thinking of her husband caused her to shudder. She didn't even know him anymore. Was he dead? Mortally injured?

A small, troubling voice worried her more than the others. With his new master?

Bail Organa's arrival brought her out of her musings. "Thank goodness you're alright, Padmé," he said kindly, "how are you feeling?"

"Better than I was, thank you. Where are the twins? Can I hold them?" She sat up and rubbed the back of her head.

"Um, that's one of things I came in here to tell you," Bail stammered, growing nervous, "ah, Master Yoda and Master Kenobi have decided that it would be best if we…"

Padmé's eyes narrowed. "Best if you what?"

"Separated the twins from each other. And you."

"What?"

"I'm so sorry, Padmé."