You were a very important person in the Senate, and you needed to have someone to protect you wherever you went. It was during the Clone War, and anyone, even the other Senator's would do anything to sabotage each other. You were targeted for your importance and ideals. A bodyguard with good senses would be perfect. That's why Sergeant Hunter of Clone Force 99 was assigned to be your bodyguard.

He was your bodyguard for a while, always stuck by you, he was just trying to get the job done. Well.. that's what he said and thought, anyway. Though, sometimes, it didn't feel like that. The two of you weren't sure if you should admit it. Your relationship was supposed to be strictly professional. But you always ended up with moments that weren't so professional at all:

You were standing at a balcony in the Senate building with him. You were deep in thought, thinking about all the dangers you've been through for being a Senator, it only seemed to get worse. Hunter watched you silently, on guard, but a look of concern for you.

"Senator..?" He cleared his throat. "What's on your mind?"