Anakin kissed his wife quickly before climbing into the single person starship he borrowed from the clones. He took off, confident that Padmé will make her own way back to Coruscant through the Senate. They both thought it would be best to arrive separately, as some of the Jedi council were already suspicious of the pair. Anakin didn't want to leave her by herself after the recent threats on her life but Padmé had reasoned with him and convinced him that it was better to go back to Coruscant individually.
The flight from Naboo to Coruscant was short as his thoughts were still focussed on Padmé. He ran into the training room where Obi-Wan would be waiting for him impatiently, he was late again. He paused outside for a moment to ready himself for what lay ahead of him. Anakin had always prided himself on being ready for anything, but he realized that his brash ways weren't always the best and he had Padmé to think about now. His metal hand rested inside his glove, he pulled it up to his chest, resting his other hand on top. Taking a deep breath he walked into the room, Obi-Wan was meditating in the centre. Anakin sat opposite him and intending to join him, but Obi-Wan opened his eyes and moved on to the training session.
"Come on then Anakin, lets get on with the training session," he said moving to the saber techniques area. He noticed that his young apprentice hadn't followed, he was usually so excited for the fighting part of the training. "Anakin... Anakin... Are you coming?" Obi-Wan insisted. Anakin snapped out of his trance and quickly put on his usual boyish manor, not wanting Obi-Wan to sense the unease he felt being at the Jedi Temple since he returned from Naboo.
After an intense training session, pushing both Anakin and his master, Master Yoda appeared. Resting his hands on his cane he approached the two Jedi, they bowed their heads in return and waited to see what Yoda wished to say.
"Welcome young Skywalker. Rested well you are?"
Anakin bowed respectfully to the Jedi Master. "It was most helpful Master, but I am ready to return to my training now"
Obi-Wan smiled as his apprentice seemed to be at ease once again and focused on becoming the powerful Jedi he was prophesised to be. However he couldn't quite believe that his Padawan was being totally honest, he tried to shake the nagging feeling but something odd, dangerous and possibly dark surrounded Anakin's force. He made a note to ask questions later but Anakin sprinted out of the training room as soon as Yoda had left.
Anakin raced to Padmé's penthouse appartment, eager to be assured his new wife had arrived to Coruscant safely. When he entered he started to panic. Padmé wasnt sat on the large sofas that were placed in the centre of the room where she said she would be. He raced to the bedroom to check for her luggage, but there was no sign that she had been here since the last attempt on her life. He returned to the living room and settled cross legged on the floor focussing himself. He knew he shouldn't panic, he would have felt it if something happened to her, perhaps she was called to the Senate upon her arrivle. Anakin breathed deeply, calming himself, he would have to be more careful in his emotions as surly Obi-Wan would be checking up on him for the next few days. He would have to concentrate if he was to keep his marriage a secret, if he didn't want to stray to the Dark Side.
Padmé entered the elevator to her apartment hastily, she couldn't believe the Senate had kept her so long, she didn't even have to time to freshen up or drop off her bags before she was called into an 'emergency' and 'vital' meeting for the senators. She ranted to C3PO as they climbed the floors. The handmade droid simply stood, he may speak over 5000 current languages but he couldn't fathom what the former Queen of Naboo was saying. She spoke too fast for him to understand the words she was staying so he stood in silence until the elevator doors opened then stepped out carrying some of Padmé's bags with him.
She ran into the living room and straight onto her husband's lap, waking him from his meditation. His hands slipped round her waist as he stood them both up and pressed his lips to hers.
"I'm sorry..." she whimpered. It wasn't often that Padmé showed such emotion, she had always strived to seen untouchable and above it all, but with Anakin she felt she could safely unravel and show her true feelings.
"It's okay, you had me worried for a minute though," he joked, smiling at her trying to reassure her. She buried her head into his chest and sighed, taking in his scent.
"I wish we could just go back to Naboo, it was quieter, more peaceful. We've been back a day Ani. It's already getting complicated. This is what I was afraid of..." Anakin cut her off with another kiss, his way of telling her it will be alright. He then wrapped his arms around her tightly and settled his head on top of hers, rocking her slightly. The young couple stood like that for a few minutes before Anakin pulled away and lead her to the dinning room where C3PO had set the table for them. Padmé's mood began to lighten as the evening went, and she even let a few giggles escape from her lips. Anakin looked over at her.
"We'll be okay," he said simply, Padmé nodded in agreement.
"Just no aggressive negotiations," she joked, leaving the two in fits of laughter.