Summary: 100 word drabbles about Obi-Wan and Padme at different points in time.
Categories: Episode II: Attack of the Clones Characters: Padmé Naberrie Amidala
Chapters: 7 Completed: No
Word count: 705 Read: 301
Published: Mar 22, 2017 Updated: Jun 14, 2017
1. Grazing I by MissChris
2. Grazing II by MissChris
3. Grazing III by MissChris
4. Improprietous by MissChris
5. Mother by MissChris
6. Decipher by MissChris
7. Always by MissChris
This takes place pre AOTC on Naboo.
Shaaks were grazing happily as Padmé lay down on the soft bed of grass. This was a perfect place - the rumbling of the waterfalls in the distance juxtaposed against a peaceful fragrant meadow. She'd always thought it would be a perfect romantic getaway spot. Images of frolicking in the fields with the young brooding padawan she had met almost 10 years ago came to mind. She wondered if she would ever meet Obi-Wan again.
"Why are you blushing Padmé? Fantasising about a certain someone?" joked Sola. Padmé hid her face beneath her hands, cursing her sister's eagle eye.
During the Battle of Geonosis, Obi-Wan experiences something unexpected.
Anakin and Padmé rode up on the reek, prompting the fatigued Obi-Wan to run and jump on to figurative safety - at least a respite from his battle with the Acklay. As he landed on the animal's back, Padmé reached back, her hand grazing his thigh, a gesture of reassurance made in innocent concern. However her gentle touch sent shockwaves spiralling through him - testosterone surging around his body, mingling with the already present adrenaline. Quickly he shielded his emotions - it wouldn't do to broadcast his sudden attraction to the two hundred or so Jedi Knights in the Geonosian arena.
Thoughts of Padme during the deleted scene of Revenge of the Sith.
Relief poured out of Padmé like a rainstorm over a desert. He was alive. She had worried all night for him. Hurriedly they made their way to each other, his beard grazing her cheek as they greeted each other affectionately. And although he smelt like war and looked like death, his arms provided a brief respite from pain. They felt like the safest place in the whole galaxy. With everything changing for the worst, Obi-Wan Kenobi remained the same. She ignored the feeling that he was here as a herald of bad news and just savoured his presence for now.
Improprietous by MissChris
A girl always remembers the first time she's kissed. Pre TPM to AOTC era.
Conventionally considered, her first kiss was with Paolo. She had enjoyed kissing Ian Lago during their brief romance while she was Princess of Theed. But the kiss of her adolescence, that made her feel like a woman, was the one when she became a thief. She stole a kiss from a man who would never make such an improprietous move on a young maiden. It was never mentioned again by either party, yet when they reunited a decade later, both couldn't help but remember that moment with a blush as they formally shook hands, only their eyes betraying such pleasure.
This one is slightly different - it takes place between the Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi.
Prior to Han's rescue from Jabba's Palace, Luke spent time in Ben's old hut, pouring over his chest full of journals, holocrons and other assortments. He found the information all useful, but the journal entry he found most fascinating was on a woman he never knew - his mother. He noted how much Ben's admiration of her shone through his writing and he concluded that she must have been a dear friend to him. Even though Ben had lied about his father, at least he was honest about Luke's mother. Ben's descriptions of her contained immense warmth, regard, affection and sadness.
A missing scene between the end of the Battle of Geonosis and the conclusion of AOTC.
"Senator, it's your turn."
A bandaged Obi-Wan indicated the way to the medbay. Padmé dropped Anakin's hand but stood resolutely by him.
"Anakin won't awaken from the healing trance till the Temple healers have examined him. Please receive medical attention yourself."
"I'm staying here Obi-Wan."
He looked incredulously at her.
"Fine, be stubborn. But you won't die of an infection on my watch."
He gently laid hands on her back, healing her wounds. She shuddered as he withdrew his touch and saw a strange mix of affection and anguish in his eyes. Before she could decipher it's meaning, he disappeared.
This is an AU future a number of years after ROTS where Padmé has survived and is in hiding with Obi-Wan.
“Why are you pushing me away?” she screamed.
His breath was ragged, her anger was electric. He stared at her, hard.
There would always be something between them. They had long denied their attraction to each other. But there would always be something else in the way.
“Anakin,” he simply said.
“He’s gone,” she countered.
“No, he’ll always be between us.”
“Because you let him,” she thundered.
“Perhaps,” he shrugged.
“Don’t,” she said, then proceeded to kiss him with all her passionate might. Her surprise was great when he returned her fervour, the way he had always dreamt of doing.
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