For the greatest muses an author could ever have, Yuukikuran13 and Jedi Kay-Kenobi! ;D Thanks for the inspiration! :D Very minor bad language, just a warning for those who don't like…

True love is not about the hugs and kisses, the 'I love you's' or the 'I miss you's', but about the chills that hit every part of your spine when you think about your love. –Author Unknown

Padmé Amidala walked through the hallways of Theed Palace with determination in her eyes. She may have just been elected Queen of Naboo a few short weeks before, but that didn't mean that these, these, slimy fish people could just come and invade their peaceful planet. This was a disgrace to the politics of the Republic and was in no way legal. 'I hope those Ambassadors get here fast. We don't have much time.' She grimly thought as she rushed to the throne room.

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"Angel?" She heard Anakin call from the other room. "Where is my lightsaber and what did you do with my pants?" The questions broke the flashback of that dreadful day. 'Well, I guess it wasn't that dreadful. I did meet the love of my life, no matter how annoying he is, because of that invasion.'

"Be there in a second!"

"Padmé!" Anakin whined again.

"Anakin, hold on another second! I thought they taught you patience in the Jedi Temple. Why don't you apply it right now?" She said as she threw down the long forgotten report on her datapad and walked into the other room, finding her husband still without pants and picking through clothing that had been taken off the night before.

"It's hard to have any patience left when the Council calls you for an important last minute briefing and you're still half naked with your secret wife! And to add to that, my Master is breathing down my neck through our Force Bond. Please help me?" He looked exhausted as he put on his best puppy-dog eye look. 'Well, there goes that week together that he promised. What did I expect though? I married The Chosen One. I guess I knew that at some point I'd have to share him with the Jedi.'

Padmé rolled her eyes. "I did attempt to wake you up this morning, but you rolled over and mumbled something about 'five more minutes'. When I tried again, you threatened to slowly cut off my head and make it into some sort of soup if I woke you up again. So, therefore, your being late was done by your own accord."

Anakin looked down at his Chrono. "Damn. I'm ten minutes late." He turned to his wife. "Honey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say any of those things; I was half-way asleep. Besides, you know that I can't cook that well. I'm sorry about the week together that I promised, I'll make it up to you, but please, just help me before we're discovered."

Padmé smiled warmly and picked up Anakin's lightsaber, which had been on the table in front of him the whole time. Then she went over to their closet and pulled out a pair of Anakin's pants and waited until he put his pants on before placing it on his belt. She straightened his long Padawan braid to look presentable on his Tunic and kissed his cheek tenderly. "Good luck."

"Obi-Wan says that there is no such thing as luck." Anakin cockily smiled back.

"Well then, May the Force be with you, Padawan Skywalker." She leaned in seductively, brushing her hand against the spot on his check that she kissed.

"And with you, Senator Skywalker." He matched her motion and deepened their kiss. When they withdrew, he ran his left hand through her hair, letting the strands fall through his fingers. He didn't want to leave her like this. Not while she still needed him. "Last night I looked up at the stars and matched each one with a reason why I love you. I was doing great until I ran out of stars."

"Have you always been such a romantic?" Padmé smiled at the compliment. He held her close, ignoring her last statement, never wanting to let go of her. Wanting to, instead, run off to a foreign planet, forget the Jedi, and live with her forever.

Unfortunately for the young Jedi, his comlink took the opportunity to go off. "Skywalker."

"Anakin! Where are you? I needed you here over fifteen minutes ago!" Obi-Wan Kenobi's voice clearly shot out through the device, making Anakin wince, even without seeing his Master's frustration expressed on his face.

"I- uh- got delayed?" He tried to sound confident in his answer, but failed miserably.

The silence over the comm. Indicated that Obi-Wan was rubbing his temples and holding the bridge of his nose, while trying not to murder his Padawan. "Get…Back….Here….Now…."

"Right away, Master." He turned off the comlink and hugged his wife one last time. "Don't worry. I'll come home safe and sound, I promise."

"I'll hold you up to that. If I find one little scratch, your ass is mine." She gave her best 'no-tolerance-Senator-Amidala' look after giving the playful threat. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too."

"I love you." She led him to the exit, still regretting his departure.

"I'll always love you." He gave her a small peck on the lips and quickly ducked out of the door, jumped into his speeder, and flew back to the Temple, where his fate awaited.