A/N: Again, I don't own Star Wars.

Chapter Three

Anakin was furious. He followed silently behind Padme and her guards.

His wife was nearly killed and he hadn't been there to protect her.

As Padme reached her door she turned, nodding her head towards the guard. The guard nodded in turn and headed in the direction of the security room.

Anakin moved closer as Padme placed her hand on the security pad.

The two walked silently inside. As soon as the door closed, Padme turned and threw herself into Anakin's waiting arms.

Anakin had never been so grateful to have her. He lifted her face to his and kissed her, letting his fingers run lightly through her hair, tracing lightly down her neck. His heart was pounding loudly. He pulled her closer without breaking the kiss.

Padme responded to his touch by wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. After a few moments the two pulled away, breathing deeply.

Padme looked at him, eyes bright. She stroked the side of his face with her hand and smiled. "Ani, my Jedi protector once again."

Anakin frowned, burying his face into her neck.

"Ani?" Anakin could hear the worry in her voice, could feel it.

"I wasn't there to protect you." He whispered into her neck. Padme pulled away, lifting her eyes to face him.

"Anakin, you can't possibly blame yourself for that!"

"I should have been there," he said fiercely, looking away. " I should have been able to do something!"

"Anakin Skywalker." Padme said, turning his head to meet her eyes. "You were doing your job. It was not your fault. Its over, I'm right here and I'm fine."

Anakin shook his head stubbornly. "But I should have been there, not Gin Sol."

Padme studied her husband intently, searching his face. "Is that what's bothering you? That Gin Sol saved me?"

Anakin looked past her at the wall. "He has feelings for you, in more ways than just his respect for you as a senator."

Padme smiled at him. "But I'm yours Anakin."

She pulled him into another embrace. "I'm your wife and I'm yours."

At this Anakin picked her up, cradling her with one arm beneath her knees and the other supporting her back. He walked over to the couch and sat down, placing her gently beside him, her legs comfortably over his. He brought his lips to hers.

He felt as if he was on top of the galaxy. He moved his hand to the back of her neck, pulling her closer. He felt like a starving man that had finally been given water.

Suddenly, Anakin pulled away. Disentangled himself from Padme and jumped from the couch.

"Obi Wan is coming." He hissed, frustrated at having his brief moment with his wife interrupted.

Padme nodded and hurried to the bedroom.

Anakin breathed, putting control over the swirl of emotions that Padme had caused within him. A minute later, Obi Wan came in. Gin Sol behind him.

"How is she?" asked Obi Wan. Anakin watched as Gin Sol fixed his gaze on him at the question.

"She is fine." Anakin answered truthfully and a bit defensively. "I only wish I knew who would want to harm her and why."

Obi Wan sighed. "Be careful Anakin. We all know that you are fond of the senator, but you mustn't let your personal feelings get in the way."

Anakin turned away, wishing that his master would not lecture him in front of Gin Sol.

He turned away from them both, walking out to Padme's balcony. He felt the chill of the night that seemed to crawl through him. He sighed.

A moment later he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"We will find out who is after her Anakin." Said Obi Wan.

Anakin nodded. "I know Master."

The two men walked inside.

"Master Obi Wan, what plan of action has the council decided Obi Wan?" Anakin tried not to be aggravated by Gin Sol's questioning but he couldn't help it. Obi Wan however, was oblivious to Anakin's feelings toward Gin Sol.

"The council has decided that—"

The doors to Padme's bedroom slid open and Anakin felt his breath catch at the sight of his wife.

She wore a dark blue robe over her evening gown. The robe had deep gold designs swirling along the sleeves. As she turned to shut the doors Anakin could see more designs that ebbed out from the top and flowed throughout the bottom of the robe in a swirling design. Her hair was in curls, flowing down her back. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

As she turned and faced the three men, Anakin couldn't help but to notice how beautifully Padme's curls framed her face.

"Obi Wan, Gin Sol." She said, bowing her head in acknowledgement. The Jedi bowed in return.

"Senator," said Obi Wan. "I trust that you will be ready in the morning?"

Padme looked startled for a moment. "We're leaving so soon?"

"Yes milady, I'm sorry for any inconvenience that these arrangements may cause you, but it's for your protection."

She nodded. "I understand Master Obi Wan. I merely wish I had been given a bit more time to prepare."

"Again Senator, for that I apologize."

"May I ask where I am being relocated to?"

"Of course senator," replied Obi Wan. " We leave for Tatooine in the morning."

A/N: sorry, I know this one's a bit shorter; hopefully some longer chapters are coming soon. Hope you all enjoy, please R&R!