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AN: Welcome to the next Forever Destined Vignette. As you can tell by the title, tragedy is about to strike. The effects of Mon Mothma's rule are being felt right away. Enjoy and let me know what you think!

Shattered Peace: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 1/?

Six months had passed since the election of the new Chancellor and already it had been a tremulous time in the Republic. Mon Mothma liked order and was very strict with her subordinates. The prosperous days under Bail Organa were over. The Senate was quarrelsome and little had been accomplished in the past few months. The scariest part was that the general population had already felt the effects of their failing system of law and as a result, crime had begun to spike. The Jedi had been kept very busy, even as Mon Mothma fought to limit their involvement in the Senate. Frustration and anger was rampant with the new administration; at least among those like Padme, who fought for the people. Like his wife, Anakin was growing quite disgusted with their new Chancellor for many reasons, the primary one being his wife's long extended hours. They no longer enjoyed their evenings at home with their children, for Padme was forced to spend many of her evenings in her office under a mountain of work delegated to her by Mon Mothma. Not spending time with their children was hurting Padme and it made him livid when someone was hurting her. He rounded the corner and saw Tyler standing his guard outside her office door.

"You can go home, Tyler," he said.

"Are you sure?" he asked. Anakin nodded.

"Padme's coming home too, even if I have to drag her out of here," Anakin replied.

"Good luck. That Sith witch was here just an hour ago, harping on her about how she needed some report done right away," he said.

"Don't worry, I'm going to deal with Mon," he replied, as he went into her office. He sighed, as he saw her asleep at her desk. He knelt beside her and softly caressed her cheek.

"Wake up angel," he said. Padme stirred and opened her bleary eyes.

"Ani...what time is it?" she asked.

"Nine thirty," he replied. She shot up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"Oh my gosh...I've got to finish this," she said.

"No, you need to come home. This is ridiculous, Padme," he replied.

"I missed bedtime again, didn't I?" she asked.

"Actually no. I tried to put them to bed, but they've put their collective foot down. They refuse to go to bed until their Mommy gets home. They want you," he said. Anakin was prepared for the flood of tears that came from his wife next, as she collapsed into his arms.

"I miss them so much. I'm a terrible mother...and a terrible wife," she sobbed.

"That's not true and you know it. You're a wonderful mother and an amazing wife. What Mon is doing is both unfair and wrong. But we're going to fix that," Anakin promised.

"How?" she sniffed.

"Im going to get your mother's hours reinstated," he replied.

"How are you going to do that?" she asked. He smiled and produced a datapad from his cloak. Padme scanned the contents and her eyes widened.

"You're filing a discrimination suit against the Chancellor?" she asked.

"Luminara's been investigating for me. You'll find a list of other female Senators that have their mother's hours, which were previously granted by Bail and a list of three that Mon has granted mother's hours to in the last six months," he replied.

"But that's..." Padme started.

"Discrimination. I know, that's why we're filing the complaint," Anakin finished.

"What if Xizor tries to buy the judge?" she asked he smirked.

"I asked Judge Annae to oversee the case. And we know she can't be bought," he replied. Padme hugged him tightly.

"I love you," she said, as she choked back a sob.

"I love you too angel. I'd do anything for you," he said, as he helped her up. And Padme left her work behind for the evening. She was going home to her babies.


"Mommy!" Jayden and Jenna called, as they scampered to their parents, as they entered from the veranda.

"There's my angels," Padme said, as she knelt down to hug them, Kimberly, and then her two oldest were next.

"Mommy is so sorry I've been home so late these past few weeks," Padme told them.

"It's not your fault, Mommy," Jenna said sweetly.

"Yeah, Daddy says it's your mean boss lady's fault," Jayden added.

"We're just glad you're home, Mom," Luke said.

"Yeah and Daddy says he's going to fix it so you can come home on time," Leia added.

"Mommy, I helped Grandma make cookies for you," Kimberly said. Anakin smiled.

"Mom made a plate for you, if you're hungry," he said.

"Starved. Let's go to the kitchen for cookies and blue milk, while Mommy eats dinner. Then we'll go read a story," Padme said, as they filed toward the kitchen. Padme listened to each of them, as they began telling her about their day. Anakin felt the happiness radiating from his wife and knew everything was as it should be at the moment.


Jayden and Jenna's eyes drifted closed and then open again, as they fought sleep. Anakin watched his wife tuck them both in and kiss their foreheads. It was the simple things like this that he missed the most and he knew how much it pained Padme when she wasn't home to tuck them in. He was going to see to it that this changed.

"Goodnight my angels," Padme whispered, as they finally gave in to sleep.

"You were exactly what they needed," he told her, as she wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I don't want to miss anymore bedtimes. They're all growing so fast and I don't want to miss anything," she said.

"You won't. Not anymore," he said, as they lowered the lights. Artoo settled himself in their room, as the door slid shut. They tucked Kimberly in, then Luke and Leia next, before retiring to their own bedroom. They changed into their sleep clothes and cuddled together underneath the bedclothes. It took all of two minutes for Padme to fall asleep in her husband's arms. He held her tightly and simple watched her sleep for several minutes, before he joined her in a peaceful slumber.


Jango Fett's boots sounded thickly on the durasteel floor, as he escorted their guest to his audience with Master Sifo-Dyas. All around him, droids worked diligently on the construction of the structure around them and the deformed race of people that were responsible for his resurrection worked with them. The man behind him was none other than Xachius De'reux, cousin to Xalazar De'reux. The Master had use for him in a plot, which had yet to detailed to them. But Jango was already anxious with anticipation of the battle he was sure that was coming. They reached Sifo-Dyas' throne and both knelt before him on one knee. On one side of his throne stood his apprentice, Sith Lady Ysanne Isard and on the other side stood a Xalryn male, Commander Calmek.

"Rise," Sifo ordered.

"Master Dyas, it is an honor to finally meet you," Xachius said.

"Yes...do you know why you are here?" Sifo asked.

"No My Lord, but know that I am ready and willing to serve you," Xachius replied.

"Good, because the time has come to make our first bold strike against the Republic," Sifo announced.

"What is your plan, My Lord?" Jango asked.

"You will journey to Bandomeer and launch an attack on the prison, breaking your family out of there. Your cousin will use his influence to recruit the freed criminals to our cause, promising them compensation from carrying out assignments. Then you will attack and destroy Agri-Corps. When the Jedi go to bury their dead, it will send them a clear message, assuring them that they are next. Then you and your recruits will return here. Xanatos will accompany you, for he wishes to wait for the arrival of Qui-Gon Jinn. They have unfinished business. Boba and Kendra will also participate," Sifo said. Jango bowed.

"I will go inform my son and tell him to prepare," Jango said.

"Good. You will leave in two hours," he ordered.

"It will be an honor for the De'reux family to have this privilege to serve you, My Lord," Xachius bowed.


From the day they had met, there had been an instant attraction between them. It was purely physical of course, for evil was rooted deeply in both their hearts. She was the young, beautiful daughter of the current Sith apprentice and the man whom most considered to be the greatest Sith Lord ever before his demise. He was the young, handsome son of the most skilled bounty hunter in history. They were cold blooded killers, heartless, and merciless, thus perfect for each other.

Boba rolled away from her and sat up on the edge of the bed. She covered herself with the sheet, as he searched for his pants on the floor.

"Where are you going? I'm not finished with you," Kendra said, as she knelt behind him, pressing herself against his back.

"Dad is probably looking for me. Besides, what would your mother do if she found out we're doing what we're doing? I'd rather keep this a secret," Boba replied.

"I can handle my mother. I'm a big girl, you know," she replied seductively. He smirked.

"So I noticed," he replied. Just as they were about to climb back into bed, there was a knock.

"Boba...let's go. Get packed and ready to leave," Jango demanded.

"Sith," Boba cussed, as he returned to the task of putting his clothes back on.

"Stay here," he said, as he closed the bedroom door and went to let his father in.

"We're leaving for Bandomeer in two hours. This is a big mission, so get prepared," Jango said.

"I'll be ready," he replied.

"Good and tell your little girlfriend that she's going too," Jango said.

"What makes you think Kendra is here?" Boba asked.

"I'm not an idiot and you're my kid, after all," Jango replied, as he left.

"It's about time we got some real action," Boba said, anxious now for the mission.


Padme groaned and smacked the snooze button to silence the annoying alarm. She couldn't believe it. It just couldn't be morning already.

"Call in sick," Anakin suggested sleepily.

"I wish I could," she mumbled, as she snuggled against him.

"You can...come on, when's the last time you took a day off? The kids and I don't even have to go to the Temple today. We could spend the whole day together," Anakin said. Padme lifted her head from his chest.

"That's really tempting," she replied.

"Then do it. Stay here and let me make love to you all morning," he whispered, as he kissed her neck. She moaned, as his lips left fire in their wake.

"Come on, spend the day at home with the people you love," he urged, as he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Padme needed no more convincing. As her husband's hands roamed her body and his lips feasted on her neck and shoulder, she left her message with Mon's assistant. She faked a convincing cough.

"Heather, I'm very ill. Please tell the Chancellor I will not be in today," Padme said, as she shut the device off and tossed it away. Anakin smirked mischievously.

"I'm all yours," she replied, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His smirk widened.

"Then I guess this is where the fun begins," he replied, as their lips crashed together with feverish intent.


3 hours later...

The five Skywalker children filed down the stairs in their pajamas.

"Hey, how come Mommy and Daddy aren't up yet?" Jayden asked.

"Yeah, Mommy has to go work for that mean lady," Jenna added.

"Not today. Remember, Daddy said that he was going to make Mommy take the day off," Kimberly chirped.

"Oh yeah. But I'm hungry. Who's going to make breakfast?" Luke asked.

"We are dummy," Leia replied.

"But we don't know how to cook," Luke said.

"I've watched Mommy lots of times. It can't be that hard, at least for us girls. You boys can set the table. Mommy and Daddy will be so surprised," Leia said.

"Leia, I don't think this is such a good idea," Luke warned.

"Stop being a laser brain and let's get to work," she replied, ignoring her brother's warning.

"What do we do first?" Jenna asked. Leia pulled two chairs up to the counter and Kimberly and Jenna climbed up on them.

"Get the Gondark eggs out, Luke," Leia ordered.

"Don't tell me what to do. You're not the boss of me," Luke retorted. Leia stamped her foot down.

"Do you want to make a surprise for Mommy or not?!" the brunette storm demanded. Luke sighed.

"Fine," he relented, as he got the eggs, as Leia pulled out a big skillet.

"I got the pancake mix!" Kimberly called.

"Good Kimmy. At least someone knows how to help," Leia said, glaring at her twin.

"Get a bowl and start making the batter. And Jenna, you can wash the cloudberries," Leia ordered.

"Okay," she replied. Leia looked around for Jayden.

"Where's Jay?" she asked. Luke pointed to the living area where Jayden had gone. He was sitting on the floor with his toy speeders, pretending to fly them and making speeder noises. Leia sighed in frustration.

"Boys are so stupid," she complained.

"Fine, Artoo will help me, won't you?" she asked. Artoo whirled with enthusiasm.

"Oh my, what's going on in here?" Threepio exclaimed.

"We're making a surprise breakfast for Mommy!" Jenna told him. If Threepio had the ability to blanche, he would have done so.

"Oh dear, something tells me I should wake Miss Padme," Threepio said, as he trotted off.


Padme smiled, as her husband kissed her long and deeply. They dueled for control, as they plundered each other's mouths with passionate intent.

"Wow...I can't believe we fell asleep again for another two hours," she said, as they broke the kiss.

"Well, we were pretty busy for that first hour," he replied slyly.

"Mmm...yes we were," she replied, as their lips met again. They both groaned in annoyance, as they heard Threepio call through the door after a knock.

"Not now Threepio," Anakin called.

"But Master Ani, I believe you and Miss Padme should really come downstairs.

"What's going on Threepio?" Padme asked.

"Well...the children are attempting to make you a surprise breakfast," Threepio said nervously. Anakin and Padme looked at each other and nearly laughed out loud.

"We'll be right down Threepio. Thank you," Padme called.

"Never a dull moment. At least their little hearts are in the right place," Anakin chuckled.

"Yes, they are. But let's get down there, before they burn the place down," Padme said, as they got up. Anakin slipped his sleep pants on and Padme donned her underwear and his sleep shirt, which was so big on her that it came down almost to her knees. Once they finished, they headed downstairs.


"What's going on in here?" Padme asked, as they entered the kitchen.

"We're making breakfast Mommy!" Jenna called.

"I see that," Padme said, as she brushed some flour off her face and picked her up.

"It was supposed to be a surprise," Leia said in disappointment, as her father plucked Kimberly from the other chair.

"I am very surprised and it was very thoughtful of you to make Mommy and Daddy breakfast. But why don't we let Threepio finish, so we can go spend a little time together," Padme suggested.

"Okay," Leia agreed, as they filed into the living area.

"Do you mind taking over, Threepio?" Padme asked.

"It would be my pleasure, Miss Padme. I'll have breakfast ready in no time," Threepio said. Artoo whirled rudely at him and blew an electronic raspberry at him.

"Who are you calling a brown noser, you overgrown tin can?!" Threepio said crossly.

"I told you that we shouldn't have tried to make breakfast," Luke scolded his twin.

"Whatever laser brain," Leia retorted. They may have been going to spend a quiet day at home, but it would be anything but dull...


Xanatos smirked, as he stepped off the ship. Bandomeer was a peaceful, agricultural planet for the most part. The cities had a bit of a seedy nightlife, but that could be found almost anywhere. The only major eyesore the planet had was the maximum security Jedi prison, which housed some of the galaxy's most dangerous criminals. It was built into the mountains above the lush farming acres of Agri-Corps. Xanatos clenched his fist.

"Revenge will be sweet. Today is a day of reckoning for the Jedi and the Republic," Xanatos said.

"We can be to the prison by nightfall," Jango said.

"Good. If we attack Agri-Corps in the dead of night, we'll take those Jedi rejects by surprise," Kendra said.

"Let's get moving then," Jango suggested. Boba flagged down a local transport and hopped aboard. It was empty, except for the pilot.

"Where to, son?" the pilot asked. Boba shot him at point blank range, right between his eyes.

"We won't be needing your assistance," he said, as Jango and Xachius tossed the body onto the ground. Jango took the pilot's chair and took them up...