Anakin raced trough each corridor hoping to make up for the mistakes he made because he knew that the expense was on Padmé part. He walked into every room, even the spare room's that were used to house special guests for their stay on Coruscant. He didn't care if he was invading people's privacy because he had to do all he could to keep his angel safe.

He sensed no danger in any part of his assigned portion of the Opera House. Anakin trusted his senses and knew the danger was not near but he had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. It made him nervous because Anakin knew that Padmé's safety was at stake.

It reminded him of the awful feeling after Padmé fell out of the Clone transporter on their way to face Count Dooku. Anakin recalled the same stomach dropping feeling from that very moment nearly months ago.

I can't let that happen again. Anakin promised himself he would let no danger come to Padmé. Not in this situation, not ever.

Back in the ballroom Padmé ended her very extensive dance with the eager gentlemen who did not even attempt to hide the attraction he felt towards her.

If Anakin ever finds out he will he would do something he would regret.

Padmé knew how jealous Anakin could be and knew that it was better if he didn't find out about the dance she shared with another man.

Aside from her mingling with fellow senators and dancing with male strangers, Padmé was counting the moments until her perpetual time away from Anakin would infact come to an end and she could suggle in his embrace once again. For her the nice was passing by slowly and it was partially good and bad for her.

She only wished that Anakin didn't have to leave directly after the party, for she wanted to spend more time with him afterwards when he knew they would truly be alone.

The owners of the Opera House provided a room for her to stay in for the night as a personal gift and also as a thank you to her for choosing the Opera House as the venue to host her birthday ball.

After realizing how close privacy was for her and Anakin a mischievous thought came into her head.

Perhaps Anakin and I would be able to sneak away without being noticed.

Senator Mon Mothma searched for Senator Amidala throughout the crowd of Coruscant's elite. She wasn't able to speak to her colleague the entire evening and hoped she would be able to grab the senator away from her celbration for a quick conversation.

Mon Mothma found Padmé in the midst of the crowd in some what of a daze. She quickly dashed and dogged other quests and made her way to her friend hastily.

Struggling to keep her breathing normal after the quick dash, Senator Mothma greeted her fellow senator.

"Senator Amidala, I am so glad I could find you. I wan to wish you a very happy birthday."

This statement brought Padmé out of her reverie and Padmé regained her composure.

"Oh, Senator Mothma thanks you very much. I hope you are enjoying the party." Padmé asked, relieved that she finally found someone who she could have a conversation with devoid of the politics of the war that was currently raging across the galaxy.

"I am having a wonderful time. The music id wonderful and the food is phenomenal. Is it from Naboo?"

"Actually it is. My family had it transported here knowing that I love the food from my home planet." Padmé felt relaxed even more and was content that she was having a pleasant conversation with her friends.

This will make the time away from Anakin go quicker. Padmé thought.

As if reading her thoughts Anakin rushed through the crowd appearing to be in a hurry. He deep in thought and didn't realize that he was on a crash course with Senator Mon Mothma.

"Oh my goodness." The drink in the senator hand nearly spilt.

I seem to have a knack for bumping into people today. Anakin thought wryly.

"My apologies Senator." Anakin then noticed the person Senator Mothma was in conversation with.

Anakin locked gazes with Padmé.

Senator Mothmasaw the exchange between the two and decided to introduce them, clearly not knowing that they knew each other all too well.

"Senator Amidala, I would like you to meet Anakin Skywalker." Senator Mothma stated bluntly.

Anakin and Padmé both laughed inwardly at the fact that the senator didn't know anything about Anakin and Padmé's "friendship" as it was discussed in public. Most people believed Anakin and Padmé to be good friends and they both now knew that Senator Mothma had not heard much about it.

Anakin planned to play along with this turn of events and took advantage o f the situation.

"Nice to meet you Senator Amidala," Anakin said with a husky, low voice, "May I say that you look beautiful tonight."

Padmé was surprised at Anakin's actions. She believed that he wanted to keep their marriage a secret. It was then that she noticed the look in his eyes. He looked at her with the glint in his eyes that he had that day in her apartment when they were leaving for Naboo to escape the seemingly endless attacks of assassins.

His gaze made her uncomfortable but only because they were in public.

"Thank you. It is nice to meet you as well." Padmé replied simply.

Mon Mothma suddenly felt awkward. The "third wheel" feeling crept up upon her and decided it would be better that she should leave Anakin and Padmé alone.

She quickly excused herself from the awkward situation.

At Senator Mon Mothma's departure, Padmé let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding.

Anakin sensed her nervousness and laughed at his wife's blunt edginess. His laughter quickly halted as a revelation hit him. Padmé is still in danger.

"Padmé, I need to—

But Padmé cut him off.

"Anakin, why did you do that? You should have told he we already knew each other. Do you want to inform everyone at the party that we are married?"

Anakin wanted to laugh at his wife's outburst but he knew that would only upset her more. I need to warn her.

"Padmé, there is something important I need to tell you."

Padmé quickly became focused and concerned. "What is it?" Padmé's voice showered pure interest.

Anakin continued, "Someone contacted Captain Typho. We don't know who he is and we couldn't trace the transmition," Padmé didn't say anything so he continued, "We aren't sure of anything yet but I have a bad feeling about it."

Padmé's eyes left Anakins gaze to look at the floor. She pondered what Anakin said. HE sensed fear begin to blossom inside of her. I don't want to worry her.

"I shouldn't tell you anymore now, but I will tell you when we are in a somewhat private place."

All Padmé could do was nod in response. I shouldn't worry too much. They don't know that much about it yet. I should relax. I know Anakin would never let anything happen. Padmé trusted Anakin with her life.

Padmé pushed aside her feelings of fear and she thought of something happy. I am going to be with Anakin again in two minutes. She thought with excitement.

As these various thoughts dawned on her, she didn't notice Anakin slip into the crowd. When she noticed she felt alone again but started counting the seconds until she would be with him again.

Padmé stood alone in the middle of guests there to honor her for a few seconds until she set off to kill the time she had to waste by mingling…

"General Grievous, ETA to the Opera House, two standard mintues."

The hologram of General Grievous spoke commandingly "Do not fail me."

And with that the hologram disappeared leaving the hooded figure alone to pilot the speeder…

a/n: Sorry, I know not alot happened, but the next chapter will be posted much sooner.