Author's note:

This story is just meant to be happy, and fluffy, and definitely non-dark side.. Stuff for me has been pretty sad lately, so I've written some happy and definitely fluffy P/A fic. Please enjoy, and have a fluffy day!

It was morning as I looked over the city. It was one of the few times I enjoyed the view, only at morning and night. In the middle of those two points, it just seemed too busy and too crowded. Strangely, at dusk it reminded me of Anakin. It had been six standard months since I'd last seen him, since he left to battle in the Outer Rim. It would be around an hour before Ani would be coming home, and I was growing more and more impatient. A sigh escaped my lips, one of exasperation. Why was I finding this last hour of waiting for my husband to return more unbearable than the months of distant communication?

I checked what I considered to be forever later, but there was still fifteen minutes still looming until he was even expected to arrive. And that had just been an estimate. We were scheduled to leave to Naboo shortly after his arrival, and I could hardly wait any longer. It seemed as though we'd been apart for years, and it had haunted me everyday since our parting. It wasn't the danger as much as his absence that scared me. I sat quietly, lost in those thoughts, waiting still in the sitting room.

"Padmé!" I heard a voice call as the door slid open.

"Ani! You're home." I yelled running into his arms.

He smiled and accepted the hug warmly. "I missed you so much." He was smiling broadly down at me. My heart was obviously throbbing out of my chest, bursting with excitement. "Not as much as I missed you." I pressed my cheek further into his tunic. "Oh, I'm not too sure about that." He grinned, leaning back to look at me.

"Ani, we have to get ready. We're scheduled to leave for Naboo shortly." I reluctantly reminded him. His face sunk a little, but I suppose he remembered, as I did, that we'd be spending the whole weekend together. "I know..." He sighed. "I just missed you, that's all." He reached out to touch my hair. "I know, Anakin. I missed you too." I stared into his eyes, two deep pools of blue that I was finding easy to get lost in. I broke our contact. "Ani...pack!" I giggled, pointing to our bedroom.

I quickly folded a few outfits and tucked them neatly into my suitcase, wanting to travel lightly. I remembered what happened last time we'd taken a weekend off to Naboo & I had traveled rather in excess. Ani was so flustered with me when he had to carry three bags in addition to my carrying one.

"Are you ready yet, Anakin?" I yelled, zipping the suitcase shut. "Almost..." was the reply. I'd never beaten Anakin at packing before. I usually took much longer, but it was just a casual weekend, I presumed.

"Ready." He announced, finally shutting his bag. "Good." I smiled, running a hand down his arm affectionately. "Are we all set?" I could see his eyes darting a little nervously. I knitted my fingers through his and smiled. "It's all finished, all that's left is to board the ship." He swung our arms playfully between us.

We made our way to the ship, carefully packing our baggage away. I took a seat, and I could see Anakin relaxing already. It was as though he needed to feel that it was really true, and happening. "I'm extremely excited to be taking this trip after waiting so long for you to return home, Ani." I smiled taking his hand again. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to return. I wanted to communicate more, but I could only manage the holophone about once a month..." There was a slightly apologetic tone to his voice. "Anakin, I know you did what you could; I don't doubt that you did." I smiled and clasped his hand reassuringly.

"Well," He stretched, "I'm just glad to be here beside of you now." He was trembling slightly, our fingers interwoven as he sat on the opposite end of the couch.

"And I hope you can see how happy I am to have you here, Ani." I tried to calm his hands.

"Of course I can." He smiled to me. "I just missed talking to you, seeing you." He patted down my hair, twisting the ends around his index finger.

"Enough missing. We're finally together, and we're going to spend a weekend, just the two of us." I smiled, twiddling with his fingers.

He sighed. "I know, and it's hard to believe," He paused and looked into my eyes, "That we're finally here together." He smiled at me, eyes warm.

"Hard to believe?" I asked, moving closer to him.

"It just feels...surreal, taking off with you this way." He leaned so that I was draped by his left arm, leaning on his shoulder.

"In a good way, though." He added quickly. It brought a small grin to my face that he thought I might take it differently. "I'm glad it feels as good to be near me as it does to be near you." I said, smiling up at him.

He looked curiously at my fingers, as though they interested him strangely. I had missed melting into him like this. He took my hand and pressed it against his face, I could feel his warm breath on the inside of my palm, steady and hot; it sent goose bumps up my arm.

His eyes were closed, but he wasn't asleep. He was just sitting, holding my middle with one arm and pressing my hand to his cheek with the other. It was a silence I didn't want to break.

Moments later, he let my hand down and intertwined his own fingers with mine. "So are we staying in the same place?" He asked, making conversation. He didn't seem to enjoy silence.

"Yes, we intend to." I stroked my thumb against his.

"I like staying in the lake country with you. It seems like it's our home when we stay there." He smiled, thinking about our wedding, I guessed.

"It is in a way." I said, though my mind was far off.

"Did you notice it?" He asked, out of nowhere.

"Notice what, Ani?" I turned to peer up at him, to scan him and see if anything was different.

"My scar. Just here..." He pointed to a thin line the drew from just above the eye to the top of his cheek.

"I hadn't noticed, I suppose that I was just a little wrapped up in you coming home." I wasn't sure whether or not to sound apologetic.

"I was afraid you'd think it made me look hideous." His grin half crooked.

"Hush, Ani! Nothing could make you look hideous. It's kind of a nice scar when you actually think about it." I did like it some, tracing the length of it with my pointer finger.

"You...like it?" He asked, obviously a little pleased with himself.

"Sure. I love you, scar or no scar, I love this weekend, I love this idea." I listed mocking a formal tone.

I sat up to look at him. "I'm glad you're excited about this, Padmé." He was smiling ear to ear.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2