#14 Dream
No one knew what troubled her sleep. When her hands would reach up and fight something, go to her throat. No one questioned it either. It was these nights when Anakin was gone that she did it, when he was there, no one knew how to help her either. All they could do was watch and frown.
It was that night though that they heard a ship landing and they all scurried towards it. They knew who it was. It was Anakin. Her husband, returning from wherever he had gone this time. They addressed the issue at hand with him, telling him of her tossing and turning and it just caused him to growl softly under his breathe. They all moved out of his way once he started walking towards the room.
He slipped in and changed, sliding into bed with her and pulling her against him. It took her a while before she calmed down and rested against him, the nightmare passing. He hated knowing he caused this, but he knew it was something he couldn't change.
When Padme went to bed sometimes, her dreams were of Mustafar. The fire filled planet that took her husband from her sometime ago. The hands going around her neck, and his words ringing in her ears. Liar. And even now, with her husband back, she still couldn't shake those dreams, they haunted her. And she hated it, maybe someday those dreams would end. Maybe.
Padme Amidala Skywalker // Star Wars mun note: Based on RP with my friends Anakin. Does not pertain to the Anakin Skywalker within this community.