My Master and I are on our way to Senator Amidala's quarters. He senses that I am nervous and tries to calm me. His help does not ease me, it won't help in this situation. We have been sent to protect Senator Amidala, but I would rather go and hunt down whoever is trying to kill her. What is the point anyway, we're going to wind up chasing this person down, regardless of orders.

We step into the corridor to see Jar Jar come to meet us. Jar Jar sure hasn't changed a bit. Maybe not as clumsy, but he is still the same. I don't mind Jar Jar but for Force sake, he acts like a child. When will Jar Jar grow up? I wonder if he got dropped on his head when he was younger.

Jar Jar can sure embarrass my Master, although if Dex hugs him then my Master is not quite embarrassed. Maybe because Dex acts more mature then Jar Jar here. I'm glad my Master is able to get Jar Jar to take us to Padme because the more he hugs me, the more I want to slice Jar Jar's arms and legs off. His mouth might be a good idea too.

Padme looks so beautiful, more so then ever. I think I would like to kiss her. No, I want to kiss her. My Master would tell me not to be distracted, but, I can't help it, Padme take my breath away.

She doesn't recognize me. She recognizes my Master but not me. Sure she remembers me as a child, but why not now? My Master is ten years older now, and he has grown a beard and mustache, how could she recognize him so easily?

She says my name and my spirit seems to leap. Padme does recognize me. I feel as if a fog has been lifted from my mind and realization dawns. Of course she would know that it was Obi-Wan if she knew that the Council had assigned him and me to protect her. She also didn't know that Obi-Wan took me as an apprentice, because I never told her.

I need to focus more. Lately I have been letting myself get frustrated easily. I must confess that I've been talking to Palpatine more then my Master about my frustrations. I don't believe that's a bad thing, but lately my Master and I tend to disagree on a lot of things.

I must watch my tongue. I directly contradicted what my Master just told Padme. Distraction is number one on my list of problems right now.

I don't like lectures, more so when it's in front of other people. Why can't my Master lecture me on distraction instead? I know we're going to get into an argument here. I don't want to argue, but the feeling of having to express my opinions, my views are strong.

Thank the Force that Padme is a great diplomat. This 'discussion' could go on for hours.

Padme has gone to bed now. I'm just standing here and waiting for something to happen. I can't stand not doing something, I need to be doing something, anything.

I try to meditate and my Master's voice breaks into the silence and he voices his concern for me. I tell him that I haven't been sleeping well and he realizes why. My Master is good at figuring things out, but on the subject of dreams, he has no clue how to help and just repeats an old lesson on how dreams pass in time.

I ask him if he ever had dreams about someone he cared about and he just looks out the window for a little while. Slowly he responds, and I sense that I have prodded open a memory that my Master had buried.

He tells me of a dream he once had. One where attachments were not forbidden and where he had married a fellow knight. This dream, my Master tells me, came after he returned from a mission where he discovered that he was in love. The girl he had fallen in love with had made my Master promise to forget what had happened between them. Not long afterwards, my Master had a dream of that girl's death and when he told her about it, they had an argument and haven't talked since unless they had to.

There is so much new information and facts here about my Master. I am going to need time to dwell on this. The fact that my Master was in love with someone is, I'm not sure how to say it, unbelievable. I wonder who this girl was.

The Force screams at me and I race towards Padme's room. No time to think right now. For the time being, I need to protect the woman that I love.

I can't believe my Master lept out of the window like that. I hope I can get a speeder before he falls from that droid. My Master is full of surprises. Life is never dull when he is around.

Ugg, I so dislike turbolifts, they're ether to slow or going the wrong way. I need to get to my Master. I'm sure he's wondering what's taking me so long right now.

That was to close. Falling hundreds of stories to the ground is not a great way to die. I joke a little bit to help calm my Master, although I begin to wonder if I'm doing it for my benefit too.

As I drive the speeder I and out of traffic, trying to catch the assassin, I sense my Master trying not to puke. I know he hates it when I drive like this but it is necessary. He knows it too, but he just has to say that the way I am driving is suicide. He tries to cover his fear by yelling at everything I do, but I know better. Besides, he's not doing a very good job anyway.

Now it's my turn to drop a couple of stories. Can't let my Master have all the fun. I jump out of the speeder and fall several stories before landing o the assassin's speeder. Now we're getting somewhere.

Or maybe not. I lost my lightsaber and if I survive this, I'm going to receive another lecture. Losing lightsabers seem to be becoming my specialty.

As I accurately thought, I receive a lecture. Why are these lectures coming at bad times? We chase the assassin into a bar where my Master says he's going to get a drink. There are times I don't understand him.

I begin looking around the bar and a few minutes later I here a blaster shot and a sound of a lightsaber. As I calm the people in the bar I can't help but wonder who would be crazy enough to sneak up on a Jedi? In my mind that is plain stupid. Oh well, at least we caught her and we can get answers.

I try not to be angry at the assassin, but the fear that was kept at bay during the chase has emerged and I just snap. We almost find out when the assassin is killed by a bounty hunter.

If we had taken the assassin to a guarded medical center first then we might have gotten answers. I was to impatient and I let my anger take control. But, my Master didn't sense the danger to her either so I guess I shouldn't kick myself to hard.