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A FEW WEEKS LATER...
DANGER LOOMS. Despite recent victories on the Outer Rim, criminal minds plot at the very heart of the Republic. The bounty hunter Cad Bane had assembled some of the deadliest criminals in the galaxy and plans a daring attack to seize members of the Senate. What could be the aim of this despicable act?
"HEY, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE ON A MEDITATIVE RETREAT," Anakin says, leaning back in his chair with his feet on the one opposite to him. His arms hold up his head, biceps flexing as he does so. He was in his usual Clone Wars armor, which Astrid had to admit, was very sexy on him. "We should go away together."
He gets off the chair, arms behind his back as he circles around to Astrid who sat opposite him on her desk, "I know a place far away from here where no one would recognize us." Anakin notices Astrid finally stops typing on her keyboard and looks at him, "Yeah, it'll be like we're actually dating instead of Senator and Jedi."
"I wish I could, baby," Astrid sighs, looking up at him. He now leaned against the part of the desk next to her. "But I can't."
"What do you mean, you can't?" he frowns, gloved hand tucking back a piece of Astrid's bang behind her heavily accessorized ear, "oh, it's only two weeks. We'll be back before anyone even notices we're gone."
"I have to bring this bill before the Senate," she gestures to the holopad in front of her, "it's important."
"Uh-huh," Anakin clicks his tongue at the roof of his mouth, his hand cupping her face as he leans closer to her, "more important than the way you feel about me?"
Astrid looks at him bewildered. Oh, how he loved to play games with her. She scoffs, "not more important, you know that, you brat. But it is important."
"Isn't our love more important to you?" His hand slid underneath her jaw so he could grip it lightly. He tilts her head up to look at him, a smug grin playing on his features.
"Anakin–"
"No, no 'Anakin'," the Jedi Knight's grip on her jaw tightens slightly. It was very clear to her that he was messing with her so he could have her attention for a little while, so Astrid played along with it. He continues, "to me, there's nothing more important than the way I feel about you. Nothing."
"Anakin, don't be so–"
"Oh, you don't believe me," his voice was heavily coated in humor. He brings his face closer as Astrid narrows her eyes.
"I didn't say–"
"I'll prove it, just watch," his free hand reached for the lightsaber hanging from his belt, "when I finished constructing my lightsaber, Obi-Wan said to me, 'Anakin, this weapon is your life.' This weapon is my life."
He holds it out for Astrid to take who pushes it back to him and gently undoes the hold he had on her jaw. She stood up and moved directly in front of him, arms wrapping around his neck, "Ani, a Jedi lightsaber is–"
Anakin pulls one of her arms from his neck and gently places the cool metal hilt in her hands. It tips over slightly before Astrid gets used to the weight. She lifts it up, "huh, it's heavier than I thought."
The Jedi's arm snakes around her waist, tugging her closer, "it's yours. Believe me now?"
"You're such a dick," Astrid chuckles, wrapping both arms around his neck, lightsaber still in her hands, "it's obvious you love me, or else you wouldn't be so..."
"Obsessed?"
"Yep, obsessed."
Anakin chuckles, his head leaning forward, eyes tracing over her lips. Force, he wanted her so badly. Without much hesitation, his lips surge forward meeting hers. She responds back, lowering the lightsaber onto her desk so she could hold his neck.
His grip on her waist tightened, pulling her flush against him. The feeling of her body on his was euphoric, he'd never get tired of it.
"But Senator Organa, it just wouldn't be–" C-3PO's voice grows closer.
Astrid looks at Anakin, who looks back at her with wide eyes, "quick, hide under my desk."
Moving around the desk so she was in front of her usual seat, she hides the lightsaber laying on her desk and hides it in the sleeve of her jacket. She thanked the Force that she had decided to wear casual rather than a traditional dress.
"I apologize for my abruptness," the older man enters the office with the golden robot by his side.
"Oh, Senator Organa, how good to see you," Astrid says calmly despite the loud thumping of her heart. She felt her hands get clammy as the Senator grew closer to her desk. Thankfully, Anakin was fully hidden behind it. "What seems to bring you here?"
"Senator Philo had called a meeting in the lobby before we vote on the Enhanced Privacy Invasion Bill."
"Right," Astrid glances back at the desk, "Privacy Invasion Bill."
"We must hurry if we are to stop the vote," Bail Organa turns his back towards Astrid and walks towards the door. Astrid goes to place the lightsaber quietly on the desk, but noticing the Alderaan Senator turning back to look at her, she quickly slips it back into her sleeve, "coming, Senator Pagonia."
"Of course," Astrid nods, walking towards the door with the lightsaber still in her sleeve. How was she going to give this back to Anakin without Bail noticing? She didn't have time to answer before she turned into the hallway.
Astrid looks back towards the desk to see Anakin peeking his head out. He could tell she was anxious about having his lightsaber with him, and he wanted nothing more than to help her, but he couldn't. He smiles reassuringly while gesturing to go, it was enough to make her relax a bit, but she was definitely still nervous.
This was going to be interesting.
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𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫
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