Padme hugged her husband tightly. They'd both known this was coming. Time was, and ultimately would be fleeting for them. A droid was packing his bag on the transport, so a few more moments, at least, were theirs. He kissed her, the gentle pressure of his lips on hers saying what he did not want to voice. If there was one thing Anakin Skywalker hated doing, it was saying 'goodbye'.
"I'm going to be going to Coruscant in about a month. There are a bunch of treaties that the Senate is discussing. I need to be there for them. I'll be in touch often." She was cut short by another kiss.
"I love you, Padme. I don't want to leave." He suddenly spun away from her, and threw his carry on bag on the floor of the hangar. "Damn the Order! Damn the Council, damn their rules, and damn Obi-Wan! I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here, with you." He whirled again, his Padawan braid lightly slapping his neck. His Jedi tunic and robes were once again in place, and immaculate. The dark, wine colored tunic had been cleaned and perfectly pressed. He scrubbed his hands against it, clearly agitated. Padme came forward, and pushed the Apprentice's hands away. Smoothing the cloth, she looked into his intense blue gaze.
"Like hell, you are! Ani, don't start this, please. We knew that when we married, our previous commitments would hinder us. Besides, it's only a month." Satisfied that his tunic was perfect, she tugged on his braid, affectionately.
"Oh, and you think that Obi-Wan will let us spend all the time we want together?" His voice sounded quite petulant. She sighed.
"Well, we'll just have to cross that bridge when we come to it. I'm sure we'll think of something. Now, go, or you will be late. You don't want to worry Master Obi-Wan, do you?" Anakin mentally bristled at the way she emphasized Obi-Wan's title. He knew that Obi-Wan was his Master. Why did she have to point it out all the damn time? Outwardly he smiled, hugged her, and kissed her. She waved, as he walked up the ramp, and into the sleek transport ship. He sat, and strapped himself in. As the ship took off, he could still see her, standing in the hangar, watching the ship disappear into the bright, blue morning sky. As they exited the planet's orbit and began to prepare for hyperspace, Anakin settled back in his chair, and began to meditate.