The Impossible II: The Rebellion



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Summary: Sequel to The Impossible, the rebellion is underway. Anakin and Padmé are trying to be leaders while being parents as well. Will the be able to accomplish their mission as well as keep their children safe?

The Impossible II: The Rebellion

Chapter 1: The Balance

Former Senator Padmé Amidala-Skywalker sighed as she walked down the ramp to the ship they had been staying on for the last ten months. She had left Luke and Leia in Sabé's care while she went to check on Anakin. In her arms was a sleeping infant wrapped up in the cloak she was wearing to protect him from the air. "Let's go see daddy huh?" she asked the child smiling, kissing his soft forehead. The only response she received was a yawn.

Walking down the path, she smiled when she found the ships that the rebels were rebuilding. Looking around, she pushed a curl behind her ear when she found Artoo on top of a ship. "Artoo!" she called to the astrodroid. The droid let out a few beeps and whirls as it turned it's dome head toward her. "Is Ani up there?" she asked.

"He is inside Mistress Padmé," Threepio told her.

"Thank you," she said smiling as she walked up the ramp.

Anakin was lying on his back underneath one of the control panels, messing around with some of the wires. "Master Ani," Threepio called, all three stopped when they heard a thump and a groan.

"Threepio, I told you not to do that," Anakin told him, holding his head.

"My apologies Master Ani," Threepio answered.

Anakin stood up when he saw Padmé standing there laughing a little. "I'm glad you laugh at my pain," he fake sulked.

"Aw do you want me to kiss it and make it all better?" Padmé asked smiling.

Anakin chuckled before he looked at the infant in his wife's arms who was now wide awake. "Hey Rowan," he said smiling taking his son into his arms. Rowan let out a little noise as he wriggled around in his father's arms. Anakin chuckled softly, kissing his son's soft forehead. "What are you guys doing out here?" he asked after another minute.

"I just thought I'd come check on the progress of the new ship," Padmé replied with a smile.

"Well, they seem to be operating on schedule except for this ship. I swear on the Force I'm close to giving up on this one," he commented.

"You give up on a ship?" Padmé asked surprised.

Anakin sighed as he placed Rowan back in his wife's arms. "It's easier said than done with this one. Just when one thing is fixed another part is broken or missing," he replied rubbing the back of his neck. Padmé sighed as she stood behind her husband, resting her head against his shoulder.

"Ani, you can fix this," she assured him.

Anakin let out a sigh as he kissed his wife's cheek before kissing the top of their son's head.

Later that day, Padmé was walking through the rest of the shipyards to find the rest of the allies repairing their own fallen vessels. Sighing she rocked her son close to her chest. "Hopefully, you'll live in a peaceful galaxy my son," she whispered. Rowan let out a little noise before curling up a little more into his mother's chest.

Smiling softly, Padmé made her way back to the ship to check on the twins. Walking onto the ship, she saw Sabé sitting down looking exhausted. "You alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, just tired," Sabé replied simply.

"The twins?" Padmé asked.

"Sort of," she replied smiling.

Rowan let out a little noise while his tiny hands kept opening and closing in his sleep. Padmé rubbed his back gently with a small smile on her face as she gently bounced her son in her arms. "What's wrong?" she asked concerned as she sat across from her best friend. Sabé smiled a little as she twisted her wedding ring around on her finger.

"Padmé, when did you start to realize you were pregnant the first time?" she asked.

"It was the morning sickness first then I was constantly tired…" Padmé trailed off.

She set Rowan into his little bassinet. "Sabé are you…" she trailed off.

"I believe so," Sabé replied.

Padmé hugged her friend with a smile. "That's wonderful Sabé," she commented smiling. Sabé hugged her back laughing a little.

"I haven't told Ben yet," she answered.

"He'll be excited, I'm sure a little good news will cheer anyone up these days," Padmé commented after pulling away.

"This is very true," Sabé agreed laughing a little.

Sabé let out a deep breath, rubbing her still flat stomach. "I'm kind of nervous, Padmé, what if I'm not a good mother?" she asked.

"That is nonsense, you are wonderful with Luke, Leia, and Rowan," Padmé insisted.

"Yes, but I hear it's different when it comes to having your own children," the other girl answered.

"You'll be a great mother, I am sure of it," the former senator assured her, resting her hand on her knee.

Sabé smiled before standing up. "I think I should go find Ben and tell him the news," she commented.

"Congratulations," Padmé called out.

"Thank you!" the girl answered before leaving.

She walked by Anakin with a smile. "Leaving so soon?" Anakin asked.

"Yes, I have to find Ben," Sabé replied smiling as she hurried off.

Anakin watched her go before walking over to his wife. "Am I missing something?" he asked.

"Just a little," she replied laughing a little.

Anakin kissed his wife's forehead with a smile. "Are the kids asleep?" he asked.

"Yep, they're all out," she replied.

Chuckling, he kissed her neck gently while hugging her close. Padmé hugged him back, closing her eyes as she leaned against him. "So…I've been thinking," he told her.

"And?" she asked.

"I think you and the twins should go into hiding once the ships are all built. To keep the four of you safe," he insisted.

Padmé stared at him, furrowing her eyebrow. "Padmé, please, this has nothing to do about capability of protecting yourself," he insisted. She let out a sigh, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Can we not discuss that until the time comes?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Rubbing her back, he let out a sigh. "Alright," he answered. He kissed her shoulder, closing his eyes. She rested her head back on his chest, letting out a sigh as she relaxed in her husband's arms.

Later that night, Anakin and Padmé were wrapped up in each other's arms in their bed. Little Rowan's cradle was at the end of the bed and the twins were asleep in the room across from theirs. While Padmé slept peacefully on her husband's chest, Anakin was sweating in his sleep. His heart rate began to pick up as well as his movements.

Anakin was in a deadlock with Malevolence. The Sith lord was laughing maniacally at the young man before him. "You are weak, your mind is filled with the thoughts of your wife," he laughed.

"At least I have something to fight for," Anakin answered.

Blocking several attacks, he held his hand up, shoving his enemy backwards. "Now to finish you off…" he commented. Thrusting his saber forward, the blade pierced through Malevolence's stomach. The Sith lord's eyes widened, but then to Anakin's horror he changed.

"Anakin…" Padmé gasped out.

His eyes widened when he quickly took the blade from her body and she dropped to the ground. "Padmé!" he gasped dropping to his knees beside her. He placed his hands on her face.

"You are weak, you just murdered your own wife," Malevolence laughed.

Shaking his head slowly, he placed his hand on the wound on his wife's stomach. "Padmé don't leave me, please, please Padmé come back," he begged.

"I…love you…" she whispered before her eyes closed.

"PADME!" Anakin shouted as he held his wife's lifeless body close while Malevolence laughed.

Anakin woke up with a gasp, waking his wife. "Ani…what's the matter?" she asked. Looking at his love, he saw the concern in her eyes.

"Nothing…nothing I'm alright," he answered as he lied back down.

She sat up a little. "Don't lie to me," she whispered softly, stroking the hair from his eyes, "What is it?" Letting out a shaky breath, he held her hand to his chest as he kissed her wrist tenderly. "Was it a vision?" she asked.

"I don't know," he replied.

He sat up, stroking his wife's cheek gently. "I dreamt that I had stabbed Malevolence, but then he turned into you," he replied. Padmé leaned into his touch with a sigh.

"It was just a dream," she said softly.

Resting his forehead against hers, he let out a shaky breath. "You could never hurt me Ani," she whispered. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close.

"I hope this was only a dream and that it doesn't come true," he said softly.

Padmé nuzzled his chest with a sigh. "Just rest, my love, you're under a lot of stress. You need to rest," she said softly. Nodding his head slowly, he closed his eyes as sleep claimed him again. Padmé watched her husband sleep peacefully and stroked the hair from his face with a sigh before she fell asleep wrapped up in his arms.