He didn't have to tell Padme twice. She remained frozen in her spot, her eyes glued to the Sith beside her. When 3PO returned a few moments later, a small medical droid hovered behind him.
"He hasn't spoken." Padme reported, as both droids surrounded Vader.
"I don't believe he was fully conscious before, Mistress Amidala." 3PO admitted quietly, and although Padme did not understand, she remained quiet.
As the medical droid continued to work, C-3PO chirped concerns that both Padme and the medical droid ignored. The only time the medical droid seemed to even pay any attention to 3PO was when the golden protocol droid prohibited him from removing any large part of Vader's clothing. It seemed that instead of removing her from the scene, it would be easier just to make the poor little medical droid's job harder. Not that Padme complained. The decision by 3PO seemed silly, but due to 3PO's panicked state of mind, the droid could not think of anything but his Master's wishes and wellbeing. Removing Padme from Vader's side would result in 3PO leaving his side as well. Something the droid obviously would not due while the medical droid worked on his Master.
After sometime of taking samples and figuring out the problem, Padme watched with eager anticipation as the droid began to remove one of Vader's gloves; an action that 3PO deemed fit. Padme watched as the dark leather slid from the Sith's arm, down his fingers, until a human hand was exposed. Vader had a hand. A hand! A human hand with flesh and blood; Vader was human! Padme felt her heart begin to beat harder within her chest and her breathing become compressed.
She thought perhaps she was in shock, but nevertheless, kept her eyes glued to the medical droid's work. She wanted – needed to know more. She wanted to see more of him. She watched as the droid began sniping parts of material away from his sleeves, allowing various tubes and needles to be pressed into the Sith.
What seemed like an eternity later, the medical droid completed his work, reporting on how low Vader's chances were, but there was nothing more he could do. She felt a harsh pain within her chest and a sort of sadness way on her soul, she couldn't explain it, but it hurt. She turned towards 3PO, knowing that if she hated him and felt like this, he must be terrible. 3PO, however, stood quite calmly, and was taking the terrible news quite well, almost as if he hasn't heard the droid's report at all.
Tuning back into the two droids' conversation, Padme heard 3PO say, "Very well, you may switch into monitoring mode until further directed." The medical droid did as it was told and switched into monitoring mode before getting a well centered kick by 3PO himself.
Padme couldn't help but giggle through swelling tears.
"Idiot." 3PO complained, "All of the medical droids. I am programmed to understand human behavior. Master –."
Before Padme could speak, a loud noise resonated from somewhere down the hall, causing an "Oh dear!" from C-3PO as he rushed towards the doorway. He paused for a moment looking back at the Senator before saying, "I'll be right back, Mistress. Stay here." Padme nodded. She wouldn't try to run, not right now. She didn't think she could even if she tried.
3PO, believing her answer to be truthful, turned and scurried into the hall after the loud-pitched noise.
And then, she was alone with Vader… and immediately she felt it.
The moment that she was alone with him, she felt it. The pull. The push. The force. The everything. She just wanted to touch him. She felt a force, like THE Force was drawing her closer to him. Telling her. Controlling her. Closer and closer. She felt it. Closer and closer. She had to answer. She had to get closer. Without thinking about her actions she reached out and touched his flesh hand…. and when she did, she felt–
"…Senator?"
Kriff. "Lord Vader!" Padme screamed shocked, as she pulled her hand away from his skin and jumped as far as couches would allow away from him.
He lifted his head slowly, as if it was the hardest action in the world. His head turned towards her and paused before his mind seemed to wrap itself around the situation. Almost instantly the droid that had been monitoring his health shattered, causing small bits of metal and flames to fall to the establishment's floor. Vader shifted his limbs against his new restraints for a moment, before he began ripping the various tubes and needles out of his arms.
Padme was horrified. "Stop!" She screamed as she witnessed more blood ooze out of the Sith's skin. "You need–"
Padme paused as she watched the Sith raise his flesh hand to his opposite arm and after a moment's pause the blood stopped and the wounds healed.
"H–How…" Padme hesitated, before she stopped completely allowing the facts to begin to piece themselves together in her mind. She frowned as Vader turned to look at her as well, knowing what she had just pieced together. "You." Padme stated, "You healed me. That's how you did it, right? The bruise? You made it go away."
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