The sudden bursting flow of the force woke the leader. He jumped to his feet instantly, raising a blade high over his head and turning to face his attacker. Qui-Gon. "Master Jedi!" Ken stopped in a sudden daze. His hood was gone; the Jedi would recognize him. Perhaps he already had. "What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night!" Ken rubbed his face, using the movement to pull his hood up yet again. The action did not go unnoticed by Qui-Gon, but the Jedi did not speak. He was still in shock, still in wonder of the man who stood before him. Obi-Wan. The name was hard to think in his mind. Qui-Gon felt his heart split open, and emotions began to tumble out of him so fast that he could not stop them. Everything came out. Hurt. Betrayal. Amazement. Respect. Pride. And love. An intense amount of love. Qui-Gon hit the floor before Obi-Wan could do anything about it.

Anakin awoke then ext morning without his Master. He could not feel him through the Force. Something had happened. Although the boy instinctively ran toward the Prince's chambers, something told him to turn around. Anakin headed for the warehouse.