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Jealous Lover

I don't like the way he's looking at you
I'm starting to think you want him too
Am I crazy? Have I lost ya?
Even though I know you love me, can't help it

And I'm puffing my chest
I'm getting red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It's not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It's my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

As the Jedi explained to Anakin that they needed to spy on a senator who could be conspiring with the separatists, he grew tense.

"You want Senator Amidala to spy on him?" He questioned, surprised at the notion. Shaking his head, he turned away, and started circling the room. "No, no it's far too dangerous for her."

"Her and Clovis entered the senate the same year." Mace explained. "They worked together side by side. Coming from her, it won't feel like an interrogation. Just two friendly colleagues."

Anakin huffed, struggling to hide his personal issue with this. "I don't think it's a good idea. There has to be someone else." He paused. "Besides, she already refused."

"Which is why, convince her, you must." Yoda insisted.

Anakin glanced at Obi-Wan, wishing his friend, mentor, his master, the man who was practically his older brother, could step in and say something. But he figured Obi-Wan is already going to give him a lecture about how he's handling the news.

Obi-Wan studied him, noticing Anakin's emotions were getting in the way. Obi-Wan knew something was up but clearly not enough to see just how personal this was for Anakin.

"Senator Amidala." Anakin called out, rushing over to her in the senate halls.

"General Skywalker. Surprised that you have time for me." She mocked

"Are you still mad about last night?" He lowered his voice.

"Why would I be?" She drawled

Anakin huffed. "Look, I need to talk to you." He said before pulling her over onto one of the pods. "What can you tell me about Rush Clovis?"

"Ah, you're here on Jedi Business." She scoffed, shaking her head. "I already told Master Yoda that I want nothing to do with that. I'm not spying on a colleague and a friend."

"Friend?" He cocked an eyebrow. "How well do you know this guy?"

"What does it matter?" She sighed

"I need to get a sense of who this guy is if I'm going to debrief whoever takes this on."

"Oh," She remarked. "I thought you were trying to talk me into becoming an agent for the Jedi."

"That is not a job for you." He said sternly

"Why not?" She folded her arms.

"Because if Clovis is involved in a separatist conspiracy, the last place you should be is anywhere near him."

"Wait... " Padme contemplated that thought. "Rush is conspiring with the separatists?"

Anakin tensed up. "So you're on a first-name basis." He concluded through gritted teeth. But Padme wasn't listening to him.

"I just... I can't believe he'd do that." She mused before finally turning back to face Anakin. "Someone has to get to the bottom of this."

"Someone." He nodded, "Just not you." His firm tone made her perk up.

"Anakin." Her eyes narrowed in on him.

"No, no." He refused to let her finish, with a flail of his hand. "It's too dangerous."

"What are you saying? That I can't handle it?" She glared

"I'm saying I'm not gonna let you do it. You've risked your life enough times this year." He seethed

Padme's eyes widened at his audacity. Now she was growing tense. "Oh so wait, you're not letting me AND you're questioning my competence?!"

Anakin let out an exasperated sigh, "It's not that you're not capable. . . But I couldn't bear sending you out there." He tried to soften his tone now but it was too late. She was mad.

"Well, I'm sorry but it's ultimately my decision, not yours." She snapped

Anakin caught her glare, and shot her a thin-lipped smile. "Lucky for us, you already refused." He derided

"Actually, I changed my mind." She defied. "I'll do it. It's vital to know what Clovis is up to."

Anakin was surprised and annoyed at her defiance. "Even though I'm telling you not to?" He growled

Padme let out a slow sigh. "It's just business, Anakin. You said yourself, duty comes first, especially in wartime."

"Anakin, you seem troubled, my friend." Palpatine spoke once a sullen Anakin walked into his office.

"Chancellor, I need to ask you for a favour." He said once he made his way towards him.

"What is it?" Palpatine's warm smile was comforting.

"I need to be assigned to the senate spy mission." He paused, not really approving of his own behaviour. "I normally wouldn't come to you for something like this. It's just - I'm worried about senator Amidala."

Palpatine nodded, making him feel like he didn't have to explain himself. "Say no more."

Padme stood on the landing platform, waiting for Clovis and the ship.

Finally the ship arrived, and the pilot who stepped out was none other than her husband.

Padme couldn't help but chuckle to herself. "Wow, your schedule must have really cleared up." She mocked once he made his way over to her.

"Can't help it if I'm assigned to pilot the ship." Anakin shrugged, nonchalantly.

"Hmm." Padme shook her head with a light smirk. "How convenient."

He gazed at her as she looked on - his eyes looking her up and down, until his gaze was interrupted by the arrival of Clovis.

"Padme! So good to see you!" He grinned, holding out his arms. He bent down to kiss her cheeks hello.

Anakin pursed his lip, curiously eyeing the senator, and he began to tense up as he observed his body language. This man hugged his wife for just a beat too long.

As Clovis gazed in awe at Padme, Anakin cleared his throat in a not so subtle way.

Padme, feeling completely uncomfortable the entire time, pulled away from Clovis, and gestured over to Anakin. "This is General Skywalker, he'll be flying us."

"Nice to meet you." Clovis smiled at him before handing over his bag.

Anakin looked at the bag and then back at Clovis with disdain before turning on his heel, ignoring him as he headed onto the ship.

Clovis turned to Padme with an awkward sigh. "Friendly." He said sarcastically.

Padme tried not to let out a chuckle. "Yeah." She quipped, rolling her eyes. "Carry your own bags, Clovis."

Clovis sat beside Padme, making eyes at her. Padme did her best to shoot him a warm smile even though she could feel Anakin burning a hole in the side of her head.

"So, how've you been doing?" She tried to keep things light.

"I'm doing better now." He smiled. "I can't get over how great you look. You're even more beautiful than I remember!"

Anakin tried to focus on flying the ship but was growing more frustrated with this guy by the second. He breathed out, trying to not flip at the sight of this man hovering around his wife.

"It has been a while." She hesitated, hoping Clovis would get the hint and keep things formal.

"Too long in fact." He leaned in to be closer to her. Guess he's not getting it, she groaned to herself.

Just then the handle bars of the seat lowered in an instant, hitting his hand. "Ow." Clovis groaned in pain.

"Are you alright?" Padme asked as she inspected his hand. She then glanced at Anakin from the corner of her eye. Anakin shrugged in response.

But he had a smug look on his face. Padme's stare lingered on him.

"Try that seat, it's sturdier." She pointed across from them, and Clovis moved over.

Padme knew Anakin had used the force to remove Clovis away from her. Once they arrived and got off the ship, she pulled her husband aside as Clovis walked ahead of them.

"Was that really necessary?" She whispered.

"What?" Anakin shrugged with nonchalance.

"I know it was you." She warned

Anakin gazed down at her, staring at her lips. He let out a half smirk. "Can't prove anything."

"Anakin." She said firmly.

"What?" He groaned. "It was a scratch!" I wanted to do a lot worse, he thought to himself.

Padme was not amused. Anakin was about to head back onto the ship but she pulled him back again.

"What is going on with you?" She kept her voice low and soft.

Anakin exhaled as his eyes fixated on the ground.

"...I don't like leaving you here with him." He finally breathed out. "I don't trust him."

Padme sighed and began to rub his arm.

"Well then trust me." She pleaded, assuring him with her tone of voice.

Just then she noticed Clovis glance at them. "I have to go." She huffed. "I'll see you at home."

Her warm eyes settled on his before she walked off.

Anakin stood there watching them go, trying to do as she asked and not let it get to him. So many things had been getting to him lately, and he had been growing impatient under the pressure - and he really didn't need this.

Padme arrived on the landing platform of her apartment only to find Anakin sitting on the steps.

She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. She shouldn't be surprised at this point.

"Again, suddenly, so much free time!" She teased.

"You're late." Anakin looked up at her.

"Well, now you know how that feels." She sighed, deciding to sit down on the step with him.

"So what happened?" He asked, his elbows resting on his knees.

"Not much." She breathed out. "Haven't quite figured out what's going on yet, but he does seem to trust me."

Anakin clicked his tongue, annoyed by what she was implying. "So you're gonna see him again?" He said in a low, dark tone. And she turned to face him.

"Anakin... it's just a job." She tried not to sound frustrated. "Trust me. Like I did with you and the Zygerrian queen."

Anakin looked down at the floor. "...I don't like him."

Padme rolled her eyes at his sulking before taking his hand and squeezing it. "You are so jealous." She announced in a light-hearted manner.

But Anakin was quiet. She could see it really bothered him. She knew he was working through his insecurities, trust issues and fears, but perhaps, spending very little time together lately made him even more anxious, since she was now going to be spending time with someone else.

"Hey," She consoled, cradling his chin, forcing him to face her. "You have nothing to worry about."

Anakin looked deeply into her eyes and eventually his face softened thanks to the touch of her hand.

His eyes fixated on her lips and he began leaning towards her, eventually stealing a soft kiss.

As their lips touched, a lingering kiss engulfed them. His face hovering so closely over hers, they smiled at each other.

"So you gonna spend the night?" She asked as her lips slowly brushed away from his.

His eyes darted from her mouth to her eyes.

"I can't." He groaned. "I have to sleep at the Jedi temple. They're waking us up early tomorrow. And I'm probably already in trouble for being away now."

She nodded - if she was disappointed, she let it go today.

Anakin continued to look upon her with admiration. His fingers traveled up her arm, brushing past her cheek before cradling her face. "I just - wanted to make sure you were home safe."

She looked up at him with those glistening eyes and smiled sweetly. "I am."

And is it really my fault?
I get a shiver when I see you with those other guys

Protective or possessive

Call it passive or aggressive

I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it
When the fellas talk to my girl I ain't with it

'Cause you're too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That's why
I still get jealous

I can't help but lose my temper and I don't know why

Mashup of Jealous by Nick Jonas & Chromeo