Chapter Summary- Anakin is reunited with his " long lost love". Of course, there are better ways to do such a thing.



Chapter One- The Bounty Hunter



He couldn't act, at least it wasn't one of his better qualities. Some would believe with the Force, talent like this would come natural to a Jedi Knight. Then again, young Skywalker was only a Padawan learner, he didn't know enough yet. Anakin's current mission was to track down a Bounty Hunter, the scum who he had been chasing all night. It started at a random intersection in the busy city, now they were in a crowded nightclub. Anakin was required and determined to be calm and casual, but walking into the club, his muscles tightened. To think, someone wearing a mask and full uniform would easily stand out among the crowd, but dim lighting had become a disadvantage. His own clothing differed from the rest as well. There were a few occasional stares, knowing he was a Jedi and knowing to stay away, with that expression.

There. He recognized the figure, standing near the back exit. Anakin knew to remain still. When the Bounty Hunter took off in a rampage, his reflexes reacted and he went running as well, with some spectators watching every move out the back door.

A dark alley wedged behind the club was deserted, except for the chase. He, whoever he was, was ahead, trying to throw the Jedi off the trail by making a turn down another alley extension. Anakin realized at the last second, sliding past the entrance, then rushing back. To the mysterious strangers surprise, there was a wall not twenty feet down that path, blocking the path, letting Anakin trap him.

" Who are you?" he was very straight forward. While the hunter was not facing him, both knew that neither was going anywhere. But, he did not respond. Anakin moved in quickly, pinning him to the cold wall by the depths of the neck.

Slight shocking sounds came from the victim, " Annie". The voice was famine, a girl. They were not known to be rare as Bounty Hunters, though this could make things more difficult. And, she, knew his name. Not Anakin, but Annie.

She brought his hands to her wrist, clutching them, he loosened his grip. But it was not enough for her to speak properly. " Anakin, let go, it's me".

" Who?" the anger in his voice demanded,

Removing her hands from his wrist to the helmet she wore, it was pulled over her head, revealing the beauty he instantly remembered, because he never forgot. The deep brown eyes reflecting off her hair, he couldn't speak, he couldn't think.

The girl smiled, " Padme".





A/N- Yes, it's short, the future chapters will be a teaser thing, therefore it's not. I typed this at 3:47 in the morning, all I want to know is what you think, so, let me know (.