Note: Written when I was 13 so don't judge. It's mainly Anidala with a smidge of Palpidala (do NOT ask haha XD). Also it's not the entire Titanic movie, just some scenes :)

Anakin is Jack, Padme is Rose, Palpatine is Cal, and Obi-Wan is that officer dude played by Ioan Gruffudd ;)

"You won't do it," Anakin said, watching her closely.

Padme looked at Anakin.

"Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do! You don't know me!" Padme spat out angrily.

"Well, you would have done it already," Anakin said plainly.

"You, uh, you ever been to Tatooine?" Anakin asked, taking off his Jedi Robe.

Padme looked at him again.

"What?" she asked.

"Well, they have some of the hottest winters ever. I grew up there in Mos Espa. Well, when I was a little boy, my mother used to take me sand fishing."

He paused.

"Sand fishing is-"

"I know what sand fishing is!"

Anakin raised his eyebrows.

"Okay. You just look like an indoor kind of girl."

He raised his eyebrows again.

"Anyway," he continued, "I fell through the sand once. And I'm telling you, it felt like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. That's why I'm not looking forward to jumping in after you. But, like I said, I don't have a choice."

"So, I'm kind of hoping you'll come back over. So you can get me off the hook here."

"You're crazy!" Padme said, hanging on tightly.

"Well, with all due respect, Miss. I'm not the one hanging off the back of a speeder ship. Come on. Give me your hand."

He held out his hand to her. Padme hesitated and then looked back down at the water. Then she put her small, slender hand in his.

"Mr. Windu. I think a 20 should do it." Palpatine started walking away.

"Is that the going rate for saving the woman you love?" Padme asked, stopping him.

Palpatine looked at her.

"Padme isn't happy. What to do? What to do?"

"Don't be afraid," Anakin said, his voice husky.

"I'm not afraid to die... I've been dying a little bit each day since you came back into my life," Padme responded softly.

Anakin's eyebrows knitted together in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"I love you," she confessed.

He looked at her intently, ocean-blue eyes boring into her brown orbs.

"Don't you do that. Don't you say your goodbyes. Not now. You're gonna go on. You're gonna have little twins. You're gonna die an old, old Senator, warm in her bed," Anakin told her, "Now, you promise me this, Padme. And never let go of that promise,"

"I'll never let go, Ani. I'll never let go," Padme promised him, tears shining in her eyes.

Anakin smiled sadly down at her and then took her chained hands in his own, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.