A/N: A new fanfic from me? That doesn't happen often. Anyway, I wanted to wrote something short, but that's near impossible for me. Instead, this will last at least 3-4 chaps.

Warnings: No pairings, no language, violence off-screen – injuries on-screen. No sexual content unless you think everything is an innuendo.

Time: Set after or during the second part of S3.

Crash landing

Chapter One: Steel, fuel and blood.

A muddy drip of something jolted her awake. Where am I? What – she though, before she remembered the moments before she blacked out.

"Ten vulture droids on our tail!" she shouted from her place beside the radar.

"Strap yourself in. This'll get rough any moment." her master answered from the pilot's seat.

"But Anak- Master! Look out!" she shouted right before some of the missiles shot from the flying clankers hit the front part of Twilight. Ahsoka blinked and prepared to get sucked out from the cockpit.

"Master! Master, where are you?" Ahsoka shouted to the blackness. Well, at least I'm not dead... she thought and shuddered as another drip of the unknown substance fell to her forehead. She was laying on her back on a surface that felt like Twilight's floor. She carefully checked if she had broken any bones by slowly lifting her legs and arms from the floor. After that, she slowly got up, but slammed her head to something right above her. She touched it, and realized she wasn't laying on the floor of Twilight, but the ceiling. The ship had somehow turned upside down during the crash. She was laying in the crushed remains of the cargo bay. So this means these drops are... Oh Sith, Ahsoka thought. It must be fuel. The crash must have broken the fuel pipes. I must get out of here – quick.

Ahsoka turned around and crawled forward, before she hit her head to something solid. It would be really nice to know where I am on the ship, she thought and rubbed her forehead. Suddenly, she heard a faint cry from behind her. Ahsoka tried to turn around in the small cave-in around her, but she had to resort to crawling backwards as the space was barely large enough for her to crawl. She was almost sure she was now heading for the cockpit, which meant she had been thrown out of the seat at the door.

Her foot met a curved and twisted part of metal, and Ahsoka sighed in relief. At least she now knew where she was. She slowly twisted around to face the door in front of her, as the collapsed corridor was slightly larger near the cockpit.

The faint cry sounded again, and Ahsoka knew it was close. She examined the door frame in front of her, thinking if she could squeeze through the small space between the collapsed floor and the top of the frame. She saw light on the other side of the door, and she felt relieved to know that fresh air was close. She tried to push the metal in front of her aside to get through, but it didn't move anywhere. Ahsoka was slowly getting frustrated, so she reached for her shoto to cut the metal away.

When she ignited the blade, she felt something changing in the air around her. She didn't put much attention to it, and slowly carved a heavy bulk of metal of and pushed it to the next room. The edges of the hole were hot, but Ahsoka squirmed through the hole nevertheless.

A dim light lit her face, and she recognized the cockpit, even though it was upside down. "Master?" Ahsoka asked and let her eyes adjust to the change in lighting. She walked to the front of the cockpit, and saw the huge hole in the front panels.

The faint cry replied to her somewhere in the room, and Ahsoka whirled around, her lightsaber ready in her hand, though unignited.

What she saw made her drop her lightsaber in shock. It met the floor with a 'clank' as Ahsoka rushed to the injured man who was her master.

"Anakin!" Ahsoka shouted as she pulled her master free from the seat that had been thrown to the other end of the cockpit in the crash. "Master! Can you hear me? Are you awake?" she said and pulled her unconscious master close to her body to keep him warm.

Anakin didn't respond. His eyes were closed and he didn't move at all. His face was full of cuts from the window panels, and Ahsoka was sure her had broken at least some bones.

"Master!" Ahsoka yelled to him and tried to shake him awake. When she realized it was hopeless, she burst to tears and clutched Anakin tightly.

Suddenly, his master started coughing horrendously. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth which got Ahsoka really scared. She gently laid him on the floor, careful not to move him too much. She was about to leave to get some first-aid supplies from the small medbay of Twilight, when she felt Anakin clasp her hand.

"You're awake?" Ahsoka exclaimed and turned to face her master.

Anakin's eyes were weary, and it was clear he was in great pains. He moved his lips like he was talking, but no sound left his lips except the deep rasping of his heavy breathing.

"Don't try to speak. It's alright. I'll get us out of here." Ahsoka said and checked his pulse. It was slower than it should have been, but not too slow to cause panic in Ahsoka.

Anakin nodded absentmindedly and closed his eyes. He fell unconscious almost instantly.

Ahsoka decided to first find medical supplies to patch her master up even somewhat, then find shelter outside Twilight. She Walked to the door and simply cut it away with her lightsaber. She pulled her shoto back from the floor with the Force and cut her way through most the debris around her.

The upside down ship was hard to walk in; Ahsoka kept thinking like the ship was still right side up, cutting in wrong places. She slowly made her way to the small medbay of the ship. Ahsoka took basic supplies from the lockers, trying not to make everything else fall out at the same time. She grabbed a bulky Republic army backpack and filled it with the medical supplies. As a last thing, she grabbed few blankets and an oxygen bottle.

When she walked back to the cockpit, the ship was shaking around her. She quickly glanced out from the windows, trying to decide which way to escape. The main corridor was out: all the entrances and hatches worked with hydraulics, which could not be operated when ship was down.

Finally Ahsoka saw level ground outside one of the windows. She slashed the window open and removed as much of the sharp pieces stuck to the frame around it as she could.

She knew the ship's interior could collapse any minute; she had no time to check the ground before taking her master down there, so she had to trust on her instincts. So, how I'm going get this backpack and Anakin down there at the same climb? she thought and shook her head.

Suddenly she heard Anakin moving behind her. She turned around and rushed to her master's side. Anakin was trying to get up himself, even though he was only half-awake.

"Master, lay back down. You can't exhaust yourself." Ahsoka said and pushed him back down.

"But... Ahsoka..." Anakin croaked with a quiet, raspy voice. "You can't... get out... of here... 'out me..." he rasped. His eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious again. Ahsoka lifted him from the cold floor to her back. She had no choice but to drop the backpack down first if she were to get her master to safety.

She leaned out from the window and lowered the backpack down with the Force. It landed softly, marking the ground as grass or moss around Twilight. Ahsoka secured Anakin's arms around her shoulders and leaped out. She landed on the slope that was the hull of Twilight, almost injuring her ankles. She climbed down the hull and grabbed the backpack.

A/N: Reviews are appreciated! I'm currently writing the second chapter, but I'll see when I'll get it up.
Yes, I ship Anakin/Ahsoka. But not in sexual way. That's why I can ship almost anything.
Ambiguous POV at the beginning was intended, fyi. I hope it wasn't too confusing.