A/N: I will skip over one very important character because… reasons. You all know, no one needs to see him again, and he will be replaced by a different character, just another Naboo. He will appear later.

And I probably should have said this earlier, but our future antagonist here will have the same name as a Jedi and then Sith. Vader will be his first, last, and only name. Kinda like Revan/ Darth Revan. I mention this so it doesn't seem weird when he's the only one with one name only.

Thanks for reading, here it's chapter four:

After a failed attempt assassination, Senator Padmé Amidala can't remain in the Capital City. When Supreme Chancellor Palpatine suggested to put Jedi in charge of her security, she wouldn't have it, but the other option was for her to go spend some time in her home planet—practically hiding—for her own protection, and she was less than thrilled about it. She was angry. She needed to be on the Capital more than ever; after working for over a year to defeat the idea of creating an army for the Republic, she wouldn't be able to vote? So unfair!

So she was left without an option that could satisfy her, and if Palpatine wanted to put Jedi as her bodyguards… well, as ridiculous as it was, she had to allow it. But she felt insulted by that. She was more than able of defending herself. She had doubts, too, because of the Jedi order…

She could trust them with her life. But three of them? That's overkill.

At least one of them would be a familiar face, granted, she hadn't seen Obi-Wan Kenobi in a decade, but she remembered him vividly, and also she heard such great things about him. When she met him, he was a Padawan learner, and she remembered his master even more. Now, Kenobi was the master himself. And he was famous across the galaxy for being the only Jedi in history to ever have two Padawans at the same time. And, oh yeah, they were coming, too. Again, Padmé thought, so unnecessary!

Inside an elevator in the Senate Building, Master Kenobi had by his right, his first Padawan, a tall, lean young man with short sunny-blond hair, with a small characteristic braid hanging from the back of his head. By his left, was the second Padawan, and his hairstyle was similar to Anakin's, except it was a deep, luscious black. His skin was significantly paler than both Skywalker and Kenobi, and he was taller than both at nineteen years old.

He had broader shoulders, and unlike the other two Jedi, who were wearing brown and white robes, Vader was clad in all black.

Like Kenobi, Vader was calm and collected, thinking their next mission was sure to be a boring one. Babysitting a politician? Vader thought it a waste of time. But he was a Padawan, he didn't get to choose his own missions. Always following orders…

He wondered if Anakin was annoyed by that, too.

As Vader turned his glance slightly to watch his best friend and fellow Padawan, he saw in Anakin's eyes a strange quality never shown there before.

"What's gotten into you?" Vader asked Anakin, finding his countenance very odd.

"Nothing," Anakin denied. "W-why do you ask?"

"Why? Anakin, you're practically shaking! Do you feel you're not up for the mission?"

Anakin and Obi-Wan stared at Vader, thinking his comment very out of place.

"If you must know," Kenobi said. "I think this might have something to do with Senator Amidala."

Anakin blushed and Vader looked at him more confused than ever.

"Why? Do you know her?"

"Yes. I mean, I used to… I—I met her a long time ago, when—before I entered the Jedi order."

"Really? Where?"

Anakin looked down, and their master intervened—

"You need to calm down, Anakin. I assure you, I've heard she's just as nice as when she was a Queen."

"Oh, we're dealing with royalty!" Vader exclaimed, mockingly.

Anakin and Obi-Wan ignored his remark.

"I haven't seen her in ten years, master!" cried Anakin.

"You'll be fine, Anakin, you just need to relax. Vader is right, you look tense."

"Will she be happy to see me?"

"Anakin, though I am sure she will be, that's not what's important. We are here only to do our job, do you understand?"

The young Padawan looked down, embarrassed, then he faced Kenobi with a shameful glance. "Yes, master," he said, lowly.

Vader was growing more and more curious.

The doors opened and the three Jedi had in front of them, Senator Amidala, her security guards, and a few other politicians.

She looked at Obi-Wan only, and he quickly walked to her, taking her soft hand and greeting, respectfully, "M'lady, it is a great pleasure to see you again."

"It's been far too long, Master Kenobi," she said, formally and kindly.

After greeting her old friend, Padmé could look at the rest of the company. Her eyes landed first on the young Padawan in brown robes. Padmé saw his blue eyes and slowly but surely, her memory was awoken.

"Ani?" she asked, staring at Anakin and smiling broadly. "My goodness, you have grown!"

Their eyes met for a short second.

"So have you," Anakin said, awkwardly. "Grown more beautiful, I mean…for-for a senator… I mean—"

Obi-Wan held back a sigh.

Padmé couldn't help but to laugh at his stuttering and awkwardness. "Oh, Ani! You'll always be that little boy I met on Tatooine."

Anakin felt embarrassed to no end.

And at last, Padmé could set her eyes on the second Padawan.

"I don't think we've met," she said, looking into Vader's dark eyes.

"No," he said, using that quiet tone he used with almost everyone. "My name is Vader."

So it was true! Padmé had heard of master Kenobi having two Padawans, but she had had her doubts of whether it was true or not.

"It's nice to meet you," she said and offered him her hand.

Vader doubted for a moment and Padmé worried she had acted wrongly. In the end, Vader took Padmé's hand in his own. He kept it there for longer than was necessary, but he liked how warm and soft it was.

When she was released, Padmé went back to sitting and she motioned everyone else to do the same.

"I thank you greatly for your help, master Kenobi," she said. "But I don't think it's necessary."

"I promise you, M'lady. We will be invisible, you won't even notice our presence."

"I'm sorry, but three Jedi seems too much."

Captain Typho intervened. "I for one can't thank you enough, Master Kenobi. The situation is far more serious than Senator Amidala cares to admit. And I'm sorry, but you can't have too much security, M'lady."

"I don't need more security, I need answers! I want to know who's trying to kill me."

Obi-Wan looked at her, apologetically. "We're here to protect you, Senator. Not to start an investigation."

Anakin saw her face of disappointment and couldn't help but to intervene.

"We will find out who's trying to kill you, Padmé. I promise," Anakin said, determinedly.

Obi-Wan looked at him, taken aback. "We will do what the Council has asked from us, and nothing more."

Anakin felt his master's burning gaze and almost angry tone.

"I meant in the interest of protecting her, master, of course."

"We went over this already, Anakin. We have only one job here and we will do it. It's the last time we discuss this."

"Why?" Anakin defied him.

"What?" Obi-Wan could hardly believe what he was hearing.

The environment grew madly tense.

Vader looked at both, fascinated; he had never seen Anakin defy Obi-Wan like that, at least not in front of other people. There must be something about that senator… he thought.

"Well," Amidala intervened. "Maybe by having Jedi here the mystery will be solved. Now if you excuse me," she stood up. "I will retire," everyone bowed to her, Vader was the last.

As she was getting ready to leave, she felt someone's eyes were on her. She turned around slightly, hoping to see Anakin, but he was looking down, quite embarrassed. It was Vader who couldn't take his black eyes from the senator.

"It was nice to meet you, Vader," she said, trying not to look uncomfortable though she was.

He walked towards her.

"Maybe Anakin is right," he said to her, unable of not stare into her sweet brown eyes. "We should at least try to find out who's after you."

"I thank the Jedi for caring about my safety, but I can't make myself your biggest priority."

Yes, you could… Vader thought.

"Have you any suspects?" he asked, his voice sounding less shy.

"Well, I already said it to Master Yoda and Master Windu, but they didn't take me very seriously."

Of course they didn't, they only care about the sound of their own voices…

"Who do you think did it?"

"Well, that's the problem. A former Jedi. I really think… I think Count Dooku is behind this."

Padmé saw, afraid, as Vader's eyes turned wide, his cheeks hollow. He gasped and looked away, then he stared at her again, with an expression of displeasure the senator couldn't figure out.

She didn't know what she had said wrong.

Anakin stood behind them and said, "Why Dooku?"

Obi-Wan quickly came closer, looking frustrated now towards both of his Padawans.

"We have discussed this, young ones. Leave the matter alone!"

Padmé left and now both Anakin and Vader stared at her, shamelessly, as she walked away.

Obi-Wan wished the mission could be over soon.