Master Yoda and Padawan Skywalker sat in the temple. Hours had passed from when they arrived and Anakin often found his thoughts wandering from the meditation. Each time his thoughts drifted he felt a charge of energy through the Force to bring him back to this present and it began to irritate him.
"Peace you will find, Young Skywalker."
"Yes, Master," Anakin replied and tried his hardest to both concentrate and let go at the same time. Racing through his mind were flashes of Obi Wan directing a ship and he wondered if he were imagining the static that flowed through their connection.
He wondered if Yoda could sense his attachment to his Master. He had never commented on their close bond, at least, not to him.
Often at night, Anakin would waken drenched in sweat. He knew from experience he must have been screaming but no one came. Who would? Obi Wan couldn't hear him. He found himself desperate and shaking and thinking dark thoughts. He had used the force to try and connect with his absent master. He knew it was childish and that Obi Wan had important work to do but it made him feel safer to at least try.
The first night he had felt nothing, pacing his room and breathing heavily, images of his nightmare burned onto his eyelids and conjuring themselves in the dark each time he blinked. He didn't sleep at all and almost stabbed himself with his lightsaber the next morning in training.
The second night he had tried again, tentatively reaching out a tendril of power and nothing returned. He had given up and buried himself beneath the sheets to block out the world when he felt the warmth and assurance of Obi Wan wrap itself around his soul. He slept without nightmares that night.
"Yes, young Padawan. Peace you seek, in memories you find."
Anakin was glad when the meditation was over and eagerly made his way to the dining hall. Master Yoda thought gravely on what he had sensed in the young Padawan and resolved to contact Master kenobi.