Anakin pulled off his shirt and slipped into the cool covers on his bed. He stared at the roof of the room, sleep seemed distant, impossible. He felt strange, angry, he wanted revenge! Yet it wasn't the way of the jedi, it wasn't what he was taught. Anakin felt confused, he felt great anger, yet a feeling inside of him told he to be cautious of his feelings. 'A Jedi shall not know anger' what did that mean? *What does that mean?* he wondered, and for the first time, the code confused him.

Padme paced her quarters. Only one thing was on her mind...Anakin. Padme sighed. *Sleep* she told herself. *things will sort themselves out. trust the force!* Padme lay on the sheets of her bed and fell asleep.

***

Padme blinked, a shadow hovered around the room covering the light from shining in her eyes. "Master Jedi, would you like breakfast now?" a voice asked, Padme was to half asleep to use the force to distinguish the signature. She nodded.

Anakin stood looking out the window, Thoughts and dreams pestered him. he remebered the dream lastnight.

(Flashback)

(Dream/vision)

"Darling, want breakfast?" a voice asked. *Padme?* he thought confused as he watched.

"No, not hungry" the Anakin replied.

"Are you sure, Men are ALWAYS hungry"

"Yes, I am"

"Well then don't come and tell me you are hungry later! and I mean it!"

"Don't worry, I won't"

(End dream/vision)

(End flashback)

Anakin sighed and shook his head. *Strange* He had figured out why he and Padme