Thanks for reviewing! And I'm sorry about mentioning "grilled pepper jack cheese and pickles"…it's my favorite sandwich! And so I kind of let my personal bias get in the way :p it's really good though, try it!

A/N: I do not own Star Wars; all rights go to George Lucas.

"Even if you stumble, you're still moving forward." - Anonymous

Raven opened her eyes and felt out with the Force to see if Anakin and Obi-Wan were asleep, when no disturbance came she sat up and continued to listen as she dressed. She knew where Darth Sidious was, all she had to do was find him, and convince him to stop tormenting her sister. How Raven was going to do that, she had no clue; but was certain that if it came down to fighting to the death, she would.

"Going for a walk are you," a voice caught her as she was headed out of the Temple; she spun around and only saw the green alien that Obi-Wan referred to as, "Master Yoda".

"Yes," Raven said evenly, he raised an eyebrow critically.

"Strong, your mental blocks may be," Yoda said, "but lie to a Master, you cannot."

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Raven had the sinking feeling that though he couldn't see into her mind, he could see into her soul. Raven tried not to squirm uncomfortably under his green-eyed gaze. When he didn't look like he was going to let up his gaze, Raven decided to just leave. She turned and headed down the stairs and into the still crowded city of Curoscant.

First, Raven found her way to Dex's diner; she had never been to the temple and so wasn't too sure where it was in reference to where her "home" once had been. She walked down the streets as casually as possible, trying not to draw any attention to herself.

When she turned a corner, she froze.

There, where the apartment complex had been, the fourth floor was completely gone. A huge yellow tape was wrapped around it saying "CAUTION" and white paper was wrapped around the building. Her mouth hung open at seeing the destruction of that single floor, it was only that floor that was gone; all the others were just fine.

Lauren.

- ? -

Obi-Wan tiredly woke the next morning, he had ended up rolling the sleeping bag he had in his room and taking the extra pillow from his room and sleeping on the floor. He cracked his back with a groan as he went to the fridge and grabbed the juice in the carton and poured himself a glass and then sipped at it.

He heard a grumble and turned to the couch. He peeked over the edge at the beautiful girl that slept. She was curled against the back cushions and huddled underneath the blankets. He noticed they were slightly thin so grabbed his cloak and threw it over her. She shifted comfortably in her sleep and muttered something about "Jabba breath".

Actually inspecting her for a moment, he saw how much she had grown in front of him. She grew into her face, which was still it's round shape; her eyes still the same angle too. She had a small, thin nose and her bottom lip had grown out and was now full, though her top one stayed thin. Her hair had gotten longer, and sprawled around her in a halo. And though it was hard to see, he could tell that her body did settle into its finally curves, big chest, curvy figure, and athletic thighs. He blushed at his thoughts and that he was staring and quickly turned away from his friend.

He wished Qui-Gon were here to tell him how to deal with these feelings. He didn't know how…but he wasn't here anymore, Obi-Wan had to use the Force and hopefully the answers would come to him.

Glancing at the clock, Obi-Wan realized that it was almost his time for his first meeting with Master Yoda. They were to discuss him taking on becoming a Jedi Knight, and though Yoda probably wouldn't approve of it, Obi-Wan intended on taking Anakin Skywalker as his apprentice, even if it was against the Council. It was Qui-Gon's last wish, and he would fulfill it – no matter what it took.

"Stop thinking so hard, you woke me up," a grumble jostled him from his thoughts, Raven had gotten up and scratched her butt, very unladylike, and went into the refresher.

Obi-Wan hummed quietly as he moved around the kitchen and started a small pot of coffee; she came back out, took a glance at what he was doing and went back to moving around the kitchen. He watched her get out a bunch of ingredients and then started making some sort of hotcake. He sat at his stool as usual and waited for the coffee to finish as he watched her move around.

"You got burned on your side," he questioned, he hadn't noticed the burn last night, but when she moved around he could clearly see the burnt fabric and the slight wince whenever she stretched her side.

Raven shrugged, "yeah, with my fight against Mast- um, Maul."

"Why didn't you have one of the med droids look at it," he frowned, "it could be serious."

"It wasn't," she cut in, flipping the hotcake, "besides, I was too worried about Lauren to even notice the pain."

"Is there still pain," he asked, getting up from his seat he said, "I may have some bacta gel around here."

She put the hotcake on a plate and placed it beside his coffee, "it's fine Obi-Wan-"

"You don't want it to scar your pretty skin," he had said the words before he had thought of them and blushed slightly at the thought of her bare skin.

Raven blushed too at the image that hastily hid away from her, what was going on? How could she hear his thoughts, feel his emotions, know his actions before he made them, and see what he daydreamed? The entire situation was confusing to Raven as to why she had such an ability, and her confusion only frustrated her, and because she was frustrated she was angry. Which was why she was so distant at the moment towards Obi-Wan.

Raven scoffed, "I want it to scar."

He stopped in his search, "what?"

"A permanent reminder of what I did wrong."

Obi-Wan slumped slightly at her words. And that's when he realized that Raven was a Sith, but at the same time she wasn't. There was a story about her that he didn't know, and if she had any hope of not being exiled, she was going to have to open up to hm. Obi-Wan sighed and decided that the best way to start was just to simply ask.

"How did you become a Sith," the moment the question was out, he felt the entire atmosphere go stiff. The sizzling of the hotcake on the pain seemed to disappear and the only thing he heard was his breathing, and she was silent, stiff. He couldn't even feel her heartbeat or hear her breath; she was being distant.

"We said we wouldn't talk about this, Obi-Wan."

"Today I go before the Council to plead your case-"

"What case," Raven demanded, "Obi-Wan, I'm a Sith! I deserve to banish, your Council can see that, why can't you?"

"Because I know the real you," Obi-Wan roared angrily, and then he paused, "you think you're sister is going to die, don't you?"

Raven was silent and didn't say anything as she flipped the hotcake onto a plate and started on another one for Anakin. Obi-Wan could feel her emotions though, and his guess was true because her anger flared slightly but her acceptance was uncanny. It made him feel nervous and her ability to welcome death frustrated him.

"So you're sister is going to die, and you plan to kill yourself, that's pathetic," Obi-Wan scowled.

"You don't understand-"

"How do I not understand," Obi-Wan demanded, "incase you haven't noticed, my Master died!"

"And so accepting death is worse than fearing it," she demanded, turning on him, "you didn't even sleep last night because you were in his room, you didn't even touch anything because you were afraid. You're afraid of change, afraid of death, and so which is worse? Accepting? Or fearing, or great Master?"

Obi-Wan clicked his mouth shut, she was right. It wasn't just Obi-Wan that knew of their bond, Raven knew of it too. It wasn't just the bond either; it was spending so much time with each other. They knew each other much better than they knew themselves. Which left frustration for both of them when the other was right.

"Don't do this," Obi-Wan sighed, "don't give up, if your sister dies."

"She will, Obi-Wan," Raven said, as Anakin came in, rubbing sleep from his eyes, "and I will take my exile, for what I've done."

"Ooh, Panna cakes," Anakin said excitedly.

- ? -

Oddly enough, Obi-Wan didn't feel nervous about explaining to Yoda that he would take on the Anakin as his Padawan. He was nervous, and he understood why the Council didn't agree; he had just been knighted, he had no experience whatsoever with working with someone else, other than his knowledge with Qui-Gon, and to top it all off, Anakin was too old. He was much older than the other younglings that were trained, but it was Qui-Gon's last wish.

Qui-Gon's last wish!

An idea came to Obi-Wan, he didn't know Raven's sister very well – Lauren – but he was certain that maybe if he told her about Raven's plan to be exiled because of her death, maybe the younger sister could do something. It was a long shot, but Obi-Wan needed to save his friend from herself.

The med lab was oddly quiet, as he walked through and he felt like he was stepping on glass as his footsteps echoed in the clean hallway. He entered the room he'd last seen Lauren, and was surprised to see her. She still looked like a skeleton, but she was actually sitting up on her own eating Jell-O. Obi-Wan was astonished at how she looked, she seemed too happy for a girl that was extremely ill.

"Hello," Obi-Wan greeted.

"Hi," she said, Obi-Wan noted that her accent was much thicker than Raven's.

He smiled at her, "you seem to be doing a lot better."

"Doesn't hurt too much anymore," she admitted, "I don't know what happened."

"We're not too sure either," Obi-Wan admitted, taking a seat next to her bed, "I know your sister, she's very nice."

Lauren smiled, "she is…but she doesn't see it herself. She's done too much for me, that she thinks that anything she does wrong is a disappointment to me. She forgets she's human."

Obi-Wan smiled at that, "I came because she plans to go into exile when you die."

"What," Lauren questioned with her mouthful of red Jell-O, her shoulders slumped as she slammed the cup onto the counter, "that jien ren."

Obi-Wan had no clue what she said, but was certain that it was not a good one, "I didn't come to tell you this to make you angry. But I came to tell you, so that hopefully you can help her."

- ? -

Raven walked down the hallway with a Nannarium in hand, it was Lauren's favorite flower and now that she didn't have a Master to obey, she actually had time to go down to a flower boutique and get the flower. Before she could enter her sister's room, a med droid stopped her though.

"She was doing fine this morning," he stated, "but she's not doing too well…the Cancer is winning, we're sorry."

Raven nodded numbly, she knew this was going to happen. She shouldn't be surprised, she felt this way every time the Cancer attacked Lauren in some way or when Lauren went into surgery. Raven swallowed the lump that formed in her throat, but it didn't go away as she walked into the room.

Two fluffy hospital pillows propped Lauren up slightly, her eyes were half closed and an oxygen strip was below her nose as she breathed. She smiled at Raven though and held out her hand. Raven immediately took it and slid her chair up next to her sister.

"Figured you might be bored," Raven smiled kindly, "doc say you're not doing to well."

"Funny," she whispered, she sounded breathless as she spoke, "I…feel like…a million bucks."

Raven smiled weakly trying to push back tears and push down the lump in her throat, "you can't leave me, Lauren. I won't survive without you."

"You can…" she wheezed, and pain crossed her face, "you must…"

Raven frowned, "don't talk, save your strength."

She chuckled quietly, humorlessly, "I'm…already…dead."

Raven sighed, and then suddenly, with strength that Raven didn't think that her sister could possibly have in that moment of weakness, Lauren yanked Raven from the seat and to her. Her warm breath wheezed into her ear as she whispered something into Raven's ear. Raven's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and then widened as she turned to her sister who gave a weak smile and mouthed, "love you". Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as her heart stopped, med droids and a nurse entered and started to try and recover her. Someone pushed her out of the room to keep her out of the way.

She felt numb as she looked at the door that was closed. Through the thin, vertical window on the door, she could see the droids and people bustling around the room, trying to revive her sister. But Raven, being in tune with her sister, felt the Force jolt against her, making her stumble against the wall and clutch her heart. And then an emptiness that left her feeling even number than she had before. She slid down the wall and sat on the floor, staring at the door, waiting for the droid to come out and tell her the news.

As the droids emotionless blue optic eyes saw her, Raven knew what it was going to say. She had prepared herself for this news since Lauren was first diagnosed, she knew that this day would come. But nothing would prepare her for the grief she was starting to feel right then.

Her sister's last words echoed in her head, and she felt sick at them. She couldn't do it, it was impossible; but she knew only one person that could help her fulfill Lauren's last desire.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," the droid said emotionlessly, "the patient has died."

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