I want to thank alienvspredator5 for helping me with this story. He's been a huge help with this. Hope you enjoy it.

Ahsoka's POV

Ahsoka had on hell of a week. She was kidnapped on Felucia, hunted down by giant lizard freaks, and faced death everytime she turned around. She was glad that she was back at the temple. She managed to stay alive through all of it and lead the other Padawans to survive as well. Well, most of them. Kalifa was killed and she wasn't able to save her in time. Ahsoka was trying to rest when Anakin came in.

"Hey, Snips. Are you doing?"

"Fine. Just a little tired." He sat on the edge of her bed.

"You should be. You've been through a lot this week. I'm just glad you're alive. I thought I was going to lose you."

"You won't lose me, Master." She smiled warmly at him and he smiled back. "Master, I've been thinking."

"About what, Snips?"

"Well, after this whole experience, I think I'm ready."

"Ready? For what?"

"For the trials. With all I've experienced, I know I'm ready."

"I don't know, Ahsoka. You've still got a way to go before you can take the trials. You still have much to learn." She sat up.

"Master, I know I'm ready. I can pass the trials. I'm ready. Will you at least talk to the Council about letting me take the trials."

"Well..." He looked into her pleading blue eyes and sighed. "Alright. I'll talk to the Council about it tonight."

"Thanks, Master."

"You're welcome. Now, get some sleep. You need your rest." She laid back down and Anakin covered her with the blanket. "Goodnight, Snips."

"Goodnight, Master." He kissed her forehead and left her to rest.

Damion's POV

Today was just another day at the garage. More speeders and other vehicles coming in after being wrecked from drunk and reckless driving. Everyone had to work late tonight. Laura, the secretary, was frustrated and tired.

"This is no way to spend a Saturday night. The boss can't keep us here all night."

"The thing is he can. He's our boss, Laura. We can't change his mind."

"Damion, you're eighteen years old and spending your Saturday night at work. Doesn't that tell you something?"

"Yeah. I have no life."

"That and you're not letting yourself have a life. Ever since you've started working here, you've never taken any vacation days, never took a sick day, never even played hooky. What gives? My kid was more rebellious."

"Don't you wish your kid was more like me?"

"A little, but that's not the point. You have to do something with your life, Damion. Your job can't be your life." He looked up at the Twi'Lek woman.

"Laura, my only life is my job. I can't have much of a life without someone special to share it with."

"Damion, I know for sure that one day, you'll find the perfect girl."

"How do you know that?"

"Because everyone finds love and one day, you'll find her." He finished up with the last speeder.

"Well, I'm done. I'm gonna head home. Can you clock out for me?"

"Sure. Night, Damion."

"Night, Laura." Damion got his bag, got in his speeder, and went back to his apartment. He went in and dropped his bag at the door. He took off his shirt and headed for his refresher in his room. He got in the shower and washed away the day's dirt and grime from his body and black hair. When he was done, he wrapped a towel arond his waist and went into his room. He dried himself off and put on a pair of black sweat pants. He laid in his bed, but didn't go to sleep right away. He laid on his back and stared up at the ceiling. He was thinking about his family on the other side of town. He wondered if they even knew he was gone. It's been two years since he ran away. He mostly thinks about his little sister, Halla. She was two when he left, but they were always close. When his parents were too busy yelling at each other, he took care of her. He fed her, changed her, and comforted her. He was more of a father than a brother to her. Their parents barely paid any attention to them. He heard that Halla was taken to the temple to be trained as a Jedi. He knew she was Force sensitive, but his parents never noticed. He knew his baby sister was safe. She would be four now. He wondered if she still looked the same. The same green eyes, the same brunnet hair, the same adorable laugh. He missed her a lot. He felt that when he left, he abandoned her. He would give anything just to see her again.

He also thought about what Laura said earlier about him finding the girl of his dreams. He didn't think she was right. Damion has gone his whole life without the love of a girl. He wouldn't know love if it punched him in the face. He first thought that no girl would ever look his way, but that was when he lived with his parents. When he moved to this side of town and started working at the garage, he noticed that a lot of girls noticed him. He heard them talk about how they thought he was so handsome and buff and strong. He knew those girls were only attracted to him because of his looks. That's not the kind of girl he wants. He wants a girl who will love him for who he is, not what he looks like. On Coruscant, those kinds of girls were hard to find. All girls on this planet were looking for men who were either handsome or had money. He didn't want any of those girls. He didn't care what a girl looked like, but he did have a certain type of girl. He wanted a girl who was around his age, sweet and caring, yet fierce and feisty. She had to be street smart and book smart. He didn't care if she was pretty or not. If she was, that was just a bonus. He figured his chances of finding that kind of girl was really slim. He rolled over and fell asleep.

The Next Day

Ahsoka's POV

Ahsoka and Barriss were training together at the temple. Ahsoka knew that she would soon face the trials. The Council knew how advanced she was and how far she's come in the last four years. She would soon be a Jedi Knight. She tried to ask Anakin about it, but he wouldn't say anything about it. He wouldn't talk to her about it. When she and Barriss were done, she decided to ask.

"Hey, Barriss."

"Yes, Ahsoka?"

"You're always with your master when she's with the Council. Were you there when my master asked about me taking the trials?"

"Ahsoka, I didn't see Master Skywalker at all last night. He never came to the Council."

"What? But he said he would talk to the Council last night."

"He never came, Ahsoka. Why..."

"I have to go." Before Barriss said anything else, Ahsoka was out of the room. She went to Anakin's quarters to "talk" to him. She walked in unannouced. Anakin was surprised by this. He felt her anger towards him.

"Ahsoka, are you alright?"

"I thought you said you would talk to the Council last night. Why didn't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Last night, you said you would talk to the Council about letting me take the trials and I know you didn't. Why not?"

"It was a long night. I forgot." She could sense he was lying.

"You didn't forget. You never were going to talk to the Council, were you?"

"Ahsoka..."

"Were you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because you're not ready to take the trials."

"Master, I am ready. I know I'm ready. Why don't you believe I am?"

"Because you're not, Ahsoka! You are not ready to take the trials and you are not ready to become a Jedi Knight!"

"Why must you underestimate me? You know what I can do! You know what I'm capable of! I am ready for this! Why are you saying otherwise?"

"Because you're an hot-headed, egotistical, ignorant brat!" She was taken aback by his words. She felt tears swell up in her eyes. Anakin realized what he said and his eyes widened. "Ahsoka, I didn't mean that."

"Yes, you did." Tears fell down her face. "You said what you meant!"

"Ahsoka, I was just..."

"No! I know what you think of me. You think I'm a brat."

"No, I don't..."

"Stop! Just..." She couldn't form words anymore. She turned around and ran out the room crying. She went back to her room and locked the door. She buried her face in her pillow and cried. This was what he thought of her all along. He thought she was a hot-headed, egotistical, ignorant brat. Not only that, but he underestimates her true abilities. He doubts her skills and her way of problem solving. He's never been proud of me, she thought. He's always hated me, she thought. If this was what he thought of her, then she would get out of his life for good.

An Hour Later

Anakin gave Ahsoka some time to calm down. He went to go see her and apologize. He knocked on her door.

"Snips, it's me. Open up. I need to talk to you." He didn't hear anything. He saw the door was locked and unlocked it with the Force. He found her room empty. He saw her lightsabers and a note on the bed. He picked up the note. It read:

Dear Anakin,

I know you meant what you said about me. Since you feel so strongly about this, I'm leaving. I'm no longer a Jedi and no longer your Padawan. I'm out of your life now. You don't have to deal with your hot-headed, egotistical, ignorant brat of a Padawan anymore. Don't try to come looking for me because you won't find me. Hope you have a happier life without me.

Signed,
Ahsoka

"Goddamn it. I didn't want her to leave." He sat on her bed and looked at her lightsabers. She was gone. She was actually gone. He didn't mean to make her leave. He was just mad and it slipped out. He didn't mean to insult her like that. Now she's wandering around Coruscant upset and unprotected. He had to find her. He had to get her back.