All You Mean To Me
By Aiko "Kitty" Skywalker
PrologueHolding her breath, she watched the angry and dismal expression of her husband, the wells of tears in his eyes. Somehow she knew this wasn't right; somehow she knew he wasn't alright; somehow she knew she wasn't alright; somehow she knew they weren't alright.
Turning away from him for a moment, she breathed in deeply, preparing to say what she needed to say.
"I have something to tell you." She managed to squeak out weakly.
"As do I." He responded.
"You first," she said, delaying the inevitable.
"I have decided to leave the Jedi order."
"What?" she nearly screamed, unable to comprehend what he was saying. "Why would you do this? The Jedi have given you a home, they have clothed you and sheltered you for years! They raised you, they took care of you! How could you turn your backs on them?"
"They lied to me, they deceived me! They give us a life of poverty Mé! If it weren't for them we could be better off! They keep us in poverty! I'm sick of living like this Mé, cramped and poor on Tatooine! I have come across a new group, a group that promises us fortune, promises us comfort, a group the Jedi warned me about but I believe we are better off with. They are called the Sith…"
"The Sith? Anakin you must be joking! You told me about the Sith! It was the Sith's fault that Naboo was attacked by the Trade Federation, it was the Sith's fault that Qui-Gon died, it was the Sith's fault…"
"Yes, yes, yes, everything it the Sith's fault!" Anakin spat out. "But nothing you can say will change my mind. I just beg that you will come with me. Come to the Dark Side with me, keep me whole. I am nothing without you…"
"No Anakin. If you choose the life of a Sith you shall live with the consequences. I shall not live the life of evil. I'm sorry Anakin."
Turning her back on him, she felt the salty tears of rage course down her cheeks. This was for the best, wasn't it?
"Mé…"
"I'm sorry Anakin." She stated sadly. She could hear him turn on his heal to leave; she could hear the mechanism on the door begin to work, opening it up. She could hear him exit the house.
But she made no move to stop him. Lowering her hand to her quenching womb, she allowed the soft yet deadly tears to course freely now. Anakin has chosen the Sith.
Or had he. Turning to look back, she saw her husband frozen in the doorway. He hadn't moved since she had last heard him.
"What is it you had to tell me Mé?" he asked, suddenly remembering his wife.
"It's not important…"
"Tell me Mé!" she could here his temper rising yet she stood her ground.
"You really want to know?" she asked looking honestly at him, praying to the force that he cared.
"Yes," he stated, his anger subsiding slightly.
Taking a deep and cleansing breath, she watched as he turned to look at her, honestly and with care.
"I'm pregnant."
End of Prologue
That's it for now. You just have to wait for some more.
May the force be with you,
Aiko "Kitty" Skywalker