IM BAAAACKK! i just decided that its about time i continue this story.

I'll hopefully be updating much more now.

Enjoy!

Anakin sped through the crowds of the schmoozing, Senators and highly esteemed guests at the Gala for his wife's birthday. He was searching far and wide frantically and desperately.

Any onlooker would think that he was a mad man who just lost a bet at the sabaac tables looking to blow off some steam, but there was a motive to Anakin's dashing about. He was determined to find his wife and secure her safety before something looming and dangerous happened to her.

The sweat beaded down Anakin's forehead as he ran about the massive room. Many disapproving grunts and groans were coming from those who were unlucky enough to stand in his way. He was a man on a mission and nothing would stand in his way.

When finally is search came up empty, Anakin was in an extreme state of panic.

If she was here I would be able to see her. Why can't I find her?! Anakin's mind raced.

He tried to calm himself by coming up with alternatives to why she was not in his line of sight.

She must be in the refresher. Was one thought that soothed his racing pulse but when Anakin reached out in the force to find her presence he could not sense her, which meant only two things:

She was being cloaked by another force sensitive being

Or

She was dead.

At the second thought, Anakin shuddered and dismissed it. In his mind she could not be dead, he would have never let that happen. If she was dead, he knew he would feel her go between that amazing bond in the force.

Which left only one alternative:

She had been kidnapped by the force sensitive "man" that had contacted them earlier.

This did not seem any better to Anakin and he began to collapse. He felt completely useless and powerless because he could not sense where Padmé was, or if she was all right.

The only thing he could think of doing was to find Obi-Wan and inform him of the Sentor's disapperance. He inwardly kicked himself for needing Obi-Wan to protect Padmé, he inwardly kicked himself repeatedly.

Anakin located his master's presence and raced toward it as fast as he could without using his force powers, until he finally looked upon Obi-Wan's face.

"Master!" Anakin urgently called out.

Due to the tone of Anakin's voice, Obi-Wan immediately gave his attention to its source.

"What is it Anakin?" The concern in Obi-Wan's voice was evident and this gave Anakin the reassurance he needed to explain the situtation.

"The Senator, she's..." It was difficult for Anakin to choke out his next word,"…missing." The pain Anakin was feeling because of the recent turn of events was poured into that one word.

Obi-Wan's face transformed from that of it's usual composure to one of panic and concern. He began shouting orders to the security staff that surrounded him to secure the premises and not to let anyone out of the building. He asked Anakin no questions of how he knew the Senator was missing because his only concern was to find Senator Amidala alive as well as her capture.

Meanwhile in the landing bay…

A hooded figure was rushing through the landing bay with body over its shoulder. No one would assume it was a body because the landing bay was dark and the bundle of weight did not seem to be putting up a struggle of any kind.

The figure was smirking and could barley contain his laughter at how easy this job was.

He knew that by now the ignorant Jedi would finally be getting wind of the fact that Senator Amidala was no longer in attendance to her own Gala. This thought made his legs pick up speed as he raced to his dark green speeder.

Once there, he placed the sleeping Senator in the back while pulling out a gag and some rope from the floor of he speeder.

He pulled the gag around her mouth, securing it behind her head and he tied rope around her ankles and wrists.

"Nothing personal, M'lady" He said to her mock-tenderly.

While doing this he noticed how beautiful the women he was kidnapping was. At seeing her face, he was awestruck by her full lips and high cheekbones. Though her eyes were closed, he assumed they were just as beautiful as the rest of her face.

He stood there admiring her for a bit. Though this new revelation was tender and sweet, it did not throw off Senator Amidala's capture off from doing his job or being cruel as he was supposed to.

He smirked under the cowl of his hood and ran a finger lightly across her jaw bone.

"Well, it seems that I am stuck with a very lovely women," the man talked as if someone could hear him, "I just hope that when they're done with you, they'll let me keep you for myself"

With that said, the figure kissed the lovely sleeping lady on the forehead and climbed into the front of the speeder and sped away into the sea of speeders that filled the coruscanty night sky.