Darth Sidiouse passed around the hologram of his apprentice, Darth Slithiouse, in his quarters.

"My lord, are you sure the information we have received is correct?"

"Do NOT doubt my sources my apprentice!" Darth Sidiouse scowled.

"Yes, My Lord. But has the boy left the Order?"

"That I do not know. My spy says that he has simply disappeared" Sidiouse mused. "Your assignment, Darth Slithiouse, is to find the boy and bring him to me. I want him trained as a Sith Lord"

"Yes, My Lord. But if I may ask wouldn't it be hard to turn Skywalker now before he has had any influence inflicted on him from your side?"

"My young apprentice you still have much to learn as I see. We can offer the boy what the Jedi never gave him. NOW bring him to me. Do not, however, harm him!"

"Yes, My Master." The holoimage bowed respectfully and Sidiouse cut the transmission. If he was lucky Skywalker would be trained as a Sith and his plans would possibly be made easier. Yea, they would be made much easier. He wouldn't have the hassle of tuning a stubborn Jedi brainwashed brat into the Sith Lord that he needed.

'Calm, Obi-Wan. Keep yourself calm.'

Obi-Wan was standing on the balcony in one of the towers of the Jedi temple. The view here overlooked Coruscant. The sun had set and the chilly wind blew back Obi-Wan's robe. He knew he should already be looking for Anakin yet he had no idea where to start. Yoda's words hung bitingly in the air.

"If leave the Order young Skywalker wishes, stop him we will not. Yet if search for him you wish, Obi-Wan. Stop you, we shall not."

Obi-Wan snorted. Of course he would search for Anakin! Anakin never really left the Order he just…ran away. Was that considered leaving the order?

Obi-Wan desperately tried to clear his mind. He reached out through the force trying to locate his padawan the best he could. However, it seemed that Anakin had tried so desperately to cut himself off that he had critically severed their already fragilebond. There was so little left that it seemed to be no more effective then to simply reach out through the mainstream of the Force.

'Why in the Force would Anakin do this?' Obi-Wan thought, fingering Anakin's note. 'Why in the name of the Force would he think that he waited my time? Doesn't he know that I care about him?'

"You tend not to show it."

Obi-Wan swung around to see Annaline, a close friend from his padawan years. She was three standard years younger then him and still wore the padawan brain with a bright pink ribbon that matched the color of her hair.

"Padawan Rue! What are you doing here?" Obi-Wan exclaimed in surprise.

"You don't have to be so formal with me Obi-Wan. We are friends you know. I heard about Anakin and came to look for you. Are you going to look for him?"

"Of course I'm going to look for him! He's my padawan!" A pause followed. "Why did he run away? If something was wrong, why didn't he talk to me about it?" Obi-Wan asked the pink-haired beauty.

Annaline shrugged. "Maybe because you always distanced yourself from him. Maybe because he felt unwanted. Maybe because-"

"Stop! Stop. I get it" Obi-Wan interrupted her holding up a hand.

"Come on Obi-Wan you can't do anything tonight. Get a good nights sleep. Tomorrow you can start looking for him. I'm sure you can convince him to come back."

"Annaline… I didn't mean to hurt him you know?"

"Well I wormed you Obi-Wan. I told you that it would be better if you just let him in."

"I know. You know I did something really stupid last night."

"What'd you do?" Annaline asked as she went to lean on the railing of the balcony next to Obi-Wan.

"Anakin was crying because he missed his mother."

"And?" Annaline pressed.

"We had a fight about it. I said that he should forget his mother and stop mopping about it. He brought up Qui-Gon. I go mad that he was shoving it in my face…" Obi-Wan trailed off unable to continue.

"Obi-Wan? Listen to me. You can still fix this ok?"

"I hope so" Obi-Wan said looking down, not daring to meet her eyes.

"Come on" Annaline urged. "Come on, get some sleep!" She, then, grabbed Obi-Wan's wrist and dragged him off the balcony.

"Oh well look what you've done

You've made a fool of everyone

Oh well it seems like such fun

Untill you loose what you have won"

(Jet "Look What You've Done")