Padmé walked out of the large bedroom she know shared with her husband at the lake side residence on Naboo. She saw her husband on the other side of the balcony, his hands clasped tightly behind his back and the light breeze tugging at his shirt and his distinctive padawan braid. It's been a week since their secret wedding, with only C3PO and R2 as witnesses, and she knew the blissful paradise they had been living in must end soon. Her husband, she just couldn't get used to calling him that, would have to join his master for training and the Senate must be wondering where she is. Anakin breathed in deeply and opened his eyes.

"I don't want to leave you," he whispered holding her hand in his. His metal arm staying firmly behind his back, he still wasn't overly confident with it and he didn't want to hurt her. He had requested some time to himself to grieve his mother, the council was reluctant but his doctor insisted he had at least a week to become acquainted with the robotics of his new arm before returning to training, which persuaded the council to give him some time off. The simple exercises that had been given to Anakin were tiresome and boring but he knew it would aid him when trying to get back on top of things.

"I know, but it won't be long. Besides the republic needs us, you especially..." she said, always the voice of reason. He tipped her head towards him and pressed his lips on her, savoring the precious moments he had left with her.

"We have to leave soon," she said, pulling away and turning back into the room, leading Anakin in to pack their things.

On the other side of the galaxy, Obi-Wan Kenobi was practicing his own techniques with his lightsaber, not wanting to be taunted by Anakin for being rusty upon his return. The training room was quiet, only a few padawans getting ready to face the trials were there, occasionally asking for his help. Obi-Wan found it refreshing to train someone who didn't answer back, he cared deeply for Anakin (despite the strict rule of having no attachments) and he missed his young apprentice, but it was far easier training someone who listened to him.

He was talking to the padawans when Master Yoda and Master Windu walked into the room. The young Jedi-in-trainings bowed to the masters and thanked Obi-Wan for the help before scurrying out of the room.

"Master Yoda, Master Windu," he said bowing to each one, "What do you wish to speak with me about?"

"Struggle within your Padawan, I sense, secrets for long, he cannot keep," Yoda starts

"We believe that Young Skywalker could stray from the Jedi teachings, we need you to keep an eye on him," Master Windu states in the direct manner he always has.

"I assure you Master Windu, I will be keeping him close, I have had my own suspicions as well. But I do not sense The Dark Side in him, granted his ways may be brash and reckless..." Obi-Wan defends.

"To offend you, our intention, was not," Yoda clarified, "Worried though, we are,"

"Understood Master. When is Anakin to return to his training?" Obi-Wan replied, wrapping his Jedi robe closer to him.

"Skywalker should be reporting to you by tonight," Master Windu said as he walked towards the exit, Obi-Wan bowing his head to him as he went. Yoda stares a few moments more, looking at Obi-Wan's demeanor.

"Care for the boy, you do. But be careful of attachments you must Obi-Wan," Yoda stated as he walked out, following Windu's path.

"Oh Anakin, what have you done now..." Obi-Wan mused out loud when Yoda had disappeared round the corner. Returning to his own training, Obi-Wan tried to push the worrying thoughts of Anakin from his mind.