Senator Amidala awoke to something warm and soft beside her. At first she was frightened, and then she remembered what had happened the day before. She turned towards the body.

"Wake up, Sleepy."

There was no response. She nudged Wengo hard in the back.

"Wake up!"

She was just about to hit him a second time when suddenly she was pinned down and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move. Wengo was on top of her. He looked her in the eyes. He was amused. Ticklish?

"Wengo, get off!" and he playfully tickled her. She laughed.

"You're so immature!"

"You're too uptight."

"You're childish."

"You act like too much of an adult."

She was about to tell him what exactly he was when she was caught off guard by a kiss. When it had finished she smiled. She stared at the man in front of her. His hair was tousled and had no streaks of blue whatsoever this morning, and she thought that maybe this was a good sign.

I probably look terrible. I'm not much of a morning person. She consciously touched her hair. It was acting wild.

"I have to go. There are some important matters I have to attend to."said Padme.

Those important matters concerned Anakin. She had planned to talk to him today and try to settle everything down. She knew it was going to be hard, and she was nervous about how he might react, but she knew that she couldn't relax until she straightened things out with Anakin. Wengo also knew this.

"Well best of luck my dear with Anakin, I'd go with you, but I have to train with Master Leywill." He really did want to go to meet Anakin, he wasn't just saying that. But he had no time in his busy schedule. I'll meet them later.

"I understand, and thanks for the luck, I think I might need it this time."

He pulled her into another kiss. He was surprised that he had stopped thinking about Guil all yesterday when he was with Padme, and now that he reflected on it, he felt that he was really over her.

Maybe Padme's the one, he considered, and if she is, this time I won't screw things up.

When he looked up from his thoughts, Padme was already out of bed halfway out the door.

"Bye. I'll see you later," she said.

"I love you," answered Wengo uncertainly.

Padme stopped dead in her tracks. Had she heard that right? Did he say that he loved her? Her heart skipped a beat. What was she going to say, that she loved him back? Did she really love him back? She thought to herself and deliberated.

"I love you, too." And she smiled.

Wengo grinned as well. She loves me back.

Padme was debating with Dorme which wardrobe was best suited for today's activities. It was between the Silk chemise which was very flattering on her or the black robes which expressed that she was the superiority. Dorme felt that the black robes were the better choice while Padme felt it was the chemise that would win people over today. They were interrupted by Obi-Wan, who had quietly knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The door slid open. Obi-Wan entered wearing a kind expression on his face.

"Good morning Milady," and with a light bow, "…Dorme."

Dorme blushed. Padme had suspected ever since Obi-Wan got back, she had secretly had a fancy for him.

"Good morning, Obi-Wan, We would like you're opinion. Which you prefer, this one or that one?" She pointed at the outfits lying on the bed.

He quickly sided with Padme's choice. She turned to Dorme and gave her the "I-Told-You-So" stare and was received warmly with rolling eyes.

"I see Anakin is not with you." She was surprised and disappointed at the same time. He was usually the first person she sees in the morning, and of all the days he wasn't here…

"Yes, Milady, that is why I've barged in on your wardrobe choice-making, for I've come to tell you that I ran into a frustrated Anakin this morning and when he sorted out his words I found out that something personal occurred between you and him, and that he was going to ask for a meeting with the council do discuss the exchange between him and another Jedi for this duty. He was also going to seek advice about a dream he had last night that is bothering him."

Dream? "A dream, Obi-Wan? What's happened?"

"I really don't know too much, just that it was about his mother. You can ask him when you see him because I'm positive that the council won't agree to his seeking a swap."

"Thank you, Obi-Wan."

"You're welcome Senator. Goodbye," and gave a nod to Padme and a wink to Dorme.

This made Dorme swoon. "He's dashing isn't he?" she said after the door slid shut.

Padme laughed. Her hypothesis was correct…

"So where were you last night, young lady?" asked Dorme.

"I stayed over…Wengo's."

"Wengo? You've found a boyfriend?" There was teasing in her eyes.

Padme waved her off. "Maybe…maybe."

"I would like to request a meeting with the Jedi Council."

"Proceed," said Master Windu.

Here we go. Anakin breathed in deeply. He was standing in the middle of the Council Hall and he could feel the pressure of all eyes on him, being in the spotlight. He wasn't nervous, he was just uncomfortable.

"Troubled, you are, young Skywalker. Brought you to us, troubles have." It was Master Yoda.

"Yes, there are troubles that I must concern you with, Master." He cleared his throat.

"I would like to be relieved from my duties of protecting Senator Amidala and replaced with someone else. There were events that happened between us that I do not feel to discuss, and the consequences of those happenings have caused an uneasy tension between us. I feel it would be best if I was not so near her everyday."

Then there was silence.

"Women problems, you have." Master Yoda gave him some kind of knowing glance. Anakin's cheeks started to burn. For some reason, Yoda seemed to know all things, even when you didn't want him to know.

"Relationship, Senator Amidala has. Some other man, she is with. Feelings for her, you have. Hurt, you are." Yoda had just summed it up right there. Anakin looked at the ground. He didn't know how to answer.

Mace Windu saved him that burden. "We understand why you feel you should be separated from the Senator, but we do not grant you permission. You will fulfill your duties to her, and learn to move on."

Anakin exhaled. He knew that this would happen. What was he going to do when he saw Padme again? Would he have a sudden rage, once more? He'd think about that later. There was one more thing he wanted to discuss with them, the thing that had kept him uptight all morning.

"Before I leave, I would like to discuss one more thing with the Council."

"Continue, you will."

His hands started to get cold and clammy. He was afraid that his dream might really be a prophesy and that his mother would really be in pain. He was hoping with all his might though that this was just a regular dream.

"Last night, I dreamt that my mother was in pain. She was being tortured, and she was crying out. She was so clear in my mind, that I felt I could just reach out and touch her."

The Council began to discuss this, but Yoda just looked at him and studied what he saw.

Finally, they began to quiet down as Master Yoda put his hand up to silence them. They had come to a conclusion. Anakin's knees felt like buckling.

"Prophesize, you have. Danger, you're mother is in. Ordinary dream, was not, and go, you must, to Tatooine, and save your mother, you will."

Mace Windu began to speak. "Young Skywalker, tomorrow you will leave for your home planet, and once there you will encounter things that will anger you, and bring you closer to the Dark Side. Because of this, we will allow you to bring one other person with you on your journey. Obi-Wan, your own Master, we feel would be the best choice for your task, but this will be your decision. May the Force be with you."

Anakin turned to walk out. He felt like throwing up, because he now knew that his worst nightmare was real, and he couldn't handle it.

He thought over things again and he realized just how much his life sucked. But now he had to think about who he was going to bring with him to Tatooine. He felt determined now, more determined then ever to save his mother. She wasn't going to die; he'd make sure of it. But who was he to bring? Obi-Wan would be a good choice, but Anakin knew he wasn't the right one. He'd decide who to choose sooner or later. Now he had to go see Padme.

Padme, he thought. Now when I say her name I feel no emotion, nothing.

Padme was already waiting for Anakin's arrival.

Isn't this a turn of a tide. Now I'm waiting for him.

She heard her apartment door slide open. She was ready for this.

His face appeared and he emerged into the living room where she was waiting.

Wow, he looks different. Something's not right. She was wondering if he was really mad at her, but when he said "Good afternoon, Milady," in a monotone voice, It was something different. It wasn't hate, it wasn't yearning, it was…something.

"Anakin I need to talk to you." All right I'm in for a fight, she thought.

"Okay." What? Okay? Where's the resistance? Where the hate?

A confused Padme continued, "Uh, Anakin, I just wanted to say that I wanted to straighten things out with you about what happened yesterday. I understand that you have feelings for me an—"

"Actually Padme," said Anakin with a tone that was so sure of itself that it surprised Padme once again, "I just realized when I got here that, that what I thought were feelings for you weren't real. If they were then I would be longing for you right now, wanting to take you back from Wengo, but there aren't any feelings like that for you. I guess that I don't love as I had thought, and angriness I felt was just because of being rejected, not because I loved you. So to be honest, I'm sorry if I caused you any tension. Whatever happened before was just some sort of misunderstanding. I don't love you…and I never did."

Padme's mouth hung open. This was not what she expected. She had expected an angry Anakin who would be to confess how much he really did love her, how much he wanted her to be his, not this Anakin: an Anakin who just realized how he never really loved her. She had no words. She just hadn't seen this coming…And for some odd reason, she was really disappointed.

What's going on with me? she inquired to herself. Why should I care? I never loved him, I never even liked him! This is exactly what I wanted. But nonetheless, she was disheartened…and hurt.

Anakin on the other hand was feeling quite at peace about the situation. He was finished with Padme. If she didn't love him, he didn't care. He didn't love her and he decided that she would have a mutual understanding about that. Right now, what mattered was not all the drama about Padme, but his mother. His mother was his world at this moment.

"Oh, okay…" Padme finally said.

"Well I need to leave for a moment. I need to find Guil."

"Why do you need Guil?" Her voice rising a bit. Guil? He was supposed to want her, not GUIL.

"Actually," Anakin felt he was emotionally stable enough to talk about the events concerning his mother without mentally collapsing, "I had a dream about my mother, and she was in agony. I was just at a meeting with the Jedi Council when I was told that this wasn't a dream, but a prophesy. They are allowing me to go to Tatooine tomorrow to check on her and they requested that I bring someone with me. At first Obi-Wan came to mind, but now that I think about it, I feel Guil would be the best candidate."

Dream? So that's what Obi-Wan was talking about. "I'll go with you Anakin," she said.

"No, Padme, that's quite all right. I'm going to ask Guil."

Author: B-b-b-bb-UUURRNN!

You have just encountered the first transition of Falling Leaf. The tables have turned and now Padme is beginning to feel something for Anakin (things are sweeter when you can't have them) and now Anakin is finished with her. You're a bit late Padme! Hurray for people who hate Padme in my story.

I just love how Anakin turns her down so blatantly lol.

Well this is my longestchapter so far. Woot. The next one I think will be very interesting because i have lots of things planned in my head for Chapter 8. I hope you're enjoying things so far.