I was in the training room. I was practicing the hand-to-hand combat with a droid. I was punching the thing hard. It took everything I could to not just rip the things head off. How could my husband be so inconsiderate? Not coming to see me on our wedding night. Hat must be the lowest low. I expect him being late but never showing is not like him.

At first I was nervous he was kidnapped or something bad happened. But no, I saw him this morning in the main hangar perfectly fine and healthy. Now I could only think of a million other places he might've gone instead of coming to see me on one of the most important nights of our lives.

I ducked under the punches and kicked it hard in the chest. It was going to easy on me, I turned the remote to go harder. Then I finally could lose myself in fighting the thing. Finally I let my mind focus on releasing anger. I punched it nonstop and soon found myself kicking it hard enough to kick it's head off. I stood back, that didn't feel right.

"You've gotten stronger." I heard the familiar voice behind me. I stood straight. I didn't turn around to meet his eye.

"I'm aware." I said, getting water. I still avoided looking at him. He didn't say anything.

"I finished packing by the way." I nodded. "Thanks for your help." I muttered my passive remarks under my breath.

"That's.. good. I'm sure you'll love the new room." He played it cool as he walked closer to me. We were alone in the room I don't know why he had to do this now.

"I'm sorry about last night. Trust me I didn't want to miss it. You know me-" He started but I stopped him.

"Do I?" I asked, he looked confused, "Because the Anakin I know wouldn't have stood up his bride on their wedding night. I don't know where you went, or who you were with, and I feel like I have a right to know. Because Padmé, the most gorgeous human being to walk this earth to you and everyone else, seemed really excited when I lied to her saying I didn't have feelings for you anymore. I'm sure there are also plenty of others who would feel the same. Anakin was also is the kind of guy that would help out anyone not just me if they needed help moving. Padmé luckily helped me otherwise I probably wouldn't have finished in time to leave." I stared at him, I was really getting angry as I whisper shouted at him. I felt my nostrils flare and my muscles tighten.

"You're leaving?" He asked, worried. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes." I felt tears threaten my eyes so I blinked then away, "And honestly it's a little scary to know that's the one thing, after all I've just said, that was what you decided to respond to." I clenched my teeth.

"I'm sorry I want to know when my wife is leaving." He rolled his eyes back, which only made me angrier because I am not the one in the wrong. He does not have the right to be angry.

"Well, you lost that privilege when you wouldn't let your wife know when you leave. This is not a one way relationship. If you want to know where I am all the time, the same goes for you." I said, I began to leave before I would have to punch him.

"I am really sorry." He grabbed my arm. I hate it when he does that. "I'm sorry, I am the one who should be apologizing. I know I should. Ahsoka needed me last night. She went on a mission with Plo Koon and she got really spooked by what she saw there. I shouldn't have let her go alone, she wasn't ready." He said, I could see his truthfulness. He cares about Ahsoka like she is his daughter and I could see his guilt in his beautiful eyes. In all of his threatening exterior his eyes were what his ultimate weakness. Deep down, I was still mad, though, maybe mad wasn't the best adjective, but I still feel he should've told me.

"You still should've told me. I was worried about you." I whispered. "I didn't know where you were of who you were with. I care about you too much to not just mindlessly be like oh, he's probably fine. We're in a war Anakin. Our lives are constantly in danger-"

"I know! I know that. And I'm really, really, really sorry. I'll make it up to you a thousand times tonight and every day after. Now that you're down the hall it should be easier to be together." He gave a small smile, trying to make up for the guilt on his face.

"Yeah." Was all I was able to croak out. I wiped the sweat from my face and pushed a stray baby hair away.

"Why are you leaving?" he asked, more casual now.

"I have a command now. I'm the General of the 41st Elite Corps." I smiled, excited about my new responsibility. "I'm going to go meet them tomorrow."

"That's exciting! I'm proud of you, this is huge." He supported me. I decided to live in the moment.

"Thank you, I'm proud of me, too." I adjusted the tape on my knuckles.

Honestly, I felt bad ass standing there in front of him. I felt power surging around me. I felt proud of who I was. When changing to knighthood, this morning I was given the opportunity to create my general armor and my battalions stripes. I made them green, Luminara's favorite color, they'll be known as Green company with me as Green Leader. It also will help the patrols on lush planets like Kashyyyk who will be in camoflauge. I allowed ground troopers on patrol in civilized cities to be in gray. I think it looks classy.

My battle armor was much easier to move in now compared to my padawan garb. I'm very thankful I have it. My under tunic is now a very dark brown, and has good arm movement. The under didn't matter much though, it was often covered by protection. On top of that my sleeves were ultimately black. My chest guard and shoulder pads were now a gray with a green republic symbol to match my legion. I had now form fitting black pants with black boots as well. My belt was now black with gray accents to match my gray cross guard. (influence came from the drawing below, credit to whoever drew this picture - it's beautiful and elegant I wish this was me in the drawing like fricken goals x10000)

"I like the outfit, by the way." He smiled. I kept my focus on my tape.

"Flattery will get you no where- Skywalker." I shrugged.

"Is that right, Skywalker?" He reminded me I have that last name now. That's mine. I smiled. He really is mine. I shouldn't shake my trust in him. But if I'm honest it already had. I just needed to gain back some comfort.

"Just tell me one thing." I said. "And I won't be mad anymore."

"Anything." He said, excitement filling his face.

"You aren't cheating on me, are you?" I whispered. He laughed. I narrowed my eyes, furious of his instant reaction, "I'm serious."

"Are you kidding me?" he continued laughing, "(Y/N), I couldn't find a more beautiful girl even if I tried."

"Padmé seemed pretty smitten with you." I rolled my eyes.

"Well then it's too bad I'm already very smitten with someone else. I mean really, (Y/N), if you don't think I'd go to the end of this galaxy for you, you would be terribly mistaken." He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Unfortunately for me, I would do the same for you." We both laughed. "Thank you. I just get scared sometimes."

"We all do. Seeing you with any other man even as a friend scares me, too. But I trust you." He said.

"I trust you, too." I smiled, "But don't ever do anything like that again or I will kill you." I punched his stomach then smiled as he held his stomach. I didn't really mean it but I also kinda did. I hope he got that feel.

"I wouldn't expect anything less." He joked. "I would ask if you want a sparring partner but I'm afraid that I would just be asking to be beat up. So instead I'll find you tonight, and I will show you what kind of a husband I really am." He looked around the room before kissing my forehead.

I accepted it, then watched him leave. I sighed to myself in convincing myself everything would be fine. From now on, no more slip ups.