Fortunately, the Geonosians decided not to kill us immediately. Instead they brought us to a conference room. Dooku was at the other side, sitting at a large table. The bounty hunter stood beside him. There's also Geonosian guards everywhere, even though they had just taken our weapons. My, they sure aren't taking any chances.
Before I could speak, Padme stepped forward and confronted him in her best Senatorial tone. She stated the obvious and demanded Dooku turn him in to us. Dooku told her that he'd been accused of espionage--whatever that is--and that he'd be executed.
In his own way he also tried to tempt Padme with the dark side, but she refused. My attention span was starting to lower as Dooku continued to blab away, until--
"What about me? Am I to be executed also?" Padme asked.
"There are individuals who have a strong interest in your demise, M'Lady," Dooku replied. Right. Only Nute Gunray does. "Without your cooperation, I've done all I can for you."
As the Count sat back in his chair, the bounty hunter ordered the Geonosians to take us away.
The Geonosians took us to separate cells. Great. The more I think about it, the more certain I am that we're gonna die. The Jedi knew Obi-Wan was on Geonosis, but they'd have to come a really long way. And what if the Senate stopped them?
A few hours later, we were brought to a large court. The Geonosian Archduke was there along with Dooku, Nute Gunray, and some traitorous Senators.
So they got straight to the point, accusing us of being involved in the espionage. Before we could reply, the Archduke said, "Any last words before your sentence is carried out?"
Padme warned them that they were committing an act of war. "I hope you are prepared for the consequences."
The Archduke only laughed in our faces. "We build weapons, Senator. That is our business! Of course we're prepared!" of silence. "Take them to the arena!"
With that my faint hope vanished. Now they dragged us out of the room and down to a dim tunnel. There we were put in a cart. That gave me time to check on my diary. This probably isn't a good time to write in it but at least it's in (almost!) mint condition.
As the cart advanced, I assured Padme not to be afraid.
Nothing could have prepared me for her reply.
"I'm not afraid to die. I've been dying a bit every day ever since you came back into my life."
Dying? "What are you talking about?"
And then she said an infamous phrase: (drum roll) "I love you."
I stared at her, bewildered. "You love me?"
"I thought we had decided not to fall in love," I reminded her, "because it would destroy us."
"I think our lives are about to be destroyed anyway," she told me. Good call. "I truly, deeply love you, and before we die I want you to know."
Um...OK. For the second time our lips locked. It was so awesome and I felt like I had more reason to live than ever before.
And then the cart jerked forward and brought us into the arena. Great (not)