Title: Moments Author: amidalachick Timeframe: PT to RotJ Characters: Anakin, Padmé, Obi-Wan, Luke Notes: It's been forever since I've written SW fic, or even read much SW fic, but it still has a special place in my heart as my first fandom love. I got a little chill down my spine typing "Skywalker" again, lol! I was going through some old files and found this, and I don't remember ever posting it (although it's quite possible I did and forgot), so I thought I'd share. Hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: Star Wars and all things SW-related belong to Disney and George Lucas. I make no money and do this entirely for fun. Moments Padmé stared intently into the mirror and pushed her headband a little further back. The heavy dark-green fabric, accented with multi-colored iridescent gems, perfectly matched the elaborate gown and robes she wore. Turning away from the mirror, Padmé smiled brightly at her companion, who had been watching as she put the finishing touches on her attire, and asked, "Well? How do I look?" "Perfect," Anakin replied immediately. "The delegation won't know what hit them when you walk in the room." "Are you jealous?" Padmé asked, trying to maintain a light, teasing air. "Of course," Anakin said. He sighed. "I just wish that...that I could walk into that room with you, right next to you, holding your hand." "I wish that, too," Padmé said. She placed a hand on Anakin's cheek. "Oh, Annie. Someday, when all of this is over, maybe then we can make our marriage public. But until then - " "I know." Anakin dropped his gaze. "I have to go," Padmé said gently. "I love you." "And I love you," Anakin said. "Forever." They kissed, resting in each other's arms, each trying to savor the moment while it lasted because they didn't know when they would have another chance. Then Anakin left. Padmé made a final adjustment to her dress and hair, her gaze lingering on the spot where he had been standing. She treasured their time together, but it seemed like they never had enough. Sometimes a moment was too short. ***** Obi-Wan remembered many things from the years he and Anakin had spent together. In the early days, they had both been thrust into a world that they weren't entirely ready for. They had learned to respect and trust each other, even to love each other as brothers and comrades. Their exploits became legendary. Sometimes, when he lay awake with the sand whispering endlessly, Obi-Wan remembered the times Anakin had saved his life, or the little jokes they'd shared. But sometimes, like now, he focused on other moments. Tonight, no matter how much he tried to distract himself or lose himself in the Force, his thoughts turned to that second that had seemed like an eternity, when Anakin tried to leap over him on Mustafar. He felt as though he was there, living it again and again, until he was burning up and went out into the cool desert night to seek relief. He still had the future to face, with new responsibilities. But he knew he would never escape that second. Sometimes a moment was too long. ***** Luke smiled as the ghosts of Yoda, Ben, and his father faded. Part of him would have liked more time. There was so much he still didn't know, and so much that still had to be done. But he knew they were with him in the Force. And he would always have those final precious minutes, when he had removed the helmet and heard his father's voice, and known that Anakin Skywalker was truly redeemed. Luke cast one last glance back, still smiling, then turned to rejoin the celebrations. Sometimes a moment was enough.