(Last time in Because Of You:)

"Master..." She started. "Yes, Ahsoka?" He said, pulling his shirt down passed his stomach. "You ever wonder why I'm still your Padawan? I mean, you never wanted one... And yet, you didn't give up on me... Why do you care so much?"

Her questions hung in the air for several seconds... "Uh..."

"Master, it's obvious that you care... I wouldn't be here if you didn't." She looked down at her stitches and frowned. "But why DO you care?" This question has been in her mind ever since he took her in as a Padawan.

"Well... I guess it's because that..." He had to think about choosing his words carefully. He didn't want to offend her. So he sat down on her bed and sighed. "You weren't old enough to be a Padawan, Ahsoka... But I gave you a chance... And you've come a long way from then." He said. She bit her lip and just looked down. "Everyone deserves a chance, Ahsoka... Yoda didn't think I had what it takes to be a Padawan... But I've come this far. And so have you."

She looked up, a twinkle of happiness in her eyes and she smiled. "Thank you... Anakin." She hesitated with saying his real name. It danced on her tongue like a foreign language she didn't know. When she raised her head, a stabbing went where her stitches were and she cried. "Ah!" She touched her skin and saw a thin line of blood that stretched across her palm. "Ah, not good." She whimpered.

"You took yourself too far again." He said. "Lay down," She did what was asked and he lifted her shirt up, just below her chest. The stitches were fine but it was just a little stretched. Ahsoka wasn't looking. "How bad is it, Master?" She said. He ran his finger across it and she bit her lip, holding back a whimper. "It's not too bad, but it's not good either." He said. "Ugh, great." She slapped her hand to her forehead and groaned. "Snips..." Anakin groaned her name and stood up.

"Come on, lets replace the gauze." She stood up and kept her shirt up as he cut the gauze off. He picked up the gauze and wrapped it around her stomach, as gentle as possible. She still groaned every other minute. He cut the gauze and taped it into place. She rummaged through her trunk and pulled out the baggiest clothes she had, which happened to be a set of gray robes. Anakin turned around and covered his eyes.

She pulled the shirt off her head and put the gray one on, tying it loosely around her waist. She pulled off the leggings and on the baggy pants which she had to tighten beyond belief, just to keep them up. "Is it safe yet?" Anakin said. "Yes." She said, crawling onto her bed and putting her head down, looking at the ceiling. Anakin walked to the side of her bed and laid down next to her.

They laid there in silence for several minutes before Anakin spoke up. "You know I love you, Ahsoka." He said. "Yeah, I know that." She said, looking at him... 5 seconds. "But sometimes I don't show it." He said, looking back up. She turned her head and looked at him. "You've already done so much for me..." She said. He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and look where that's gotten us." He said, picking up her arm and staring intently at the stitches. She sighed.

"It was all my fault, anyway..." He said, bringing one hand up to his eye and wiping a tear away. He then spoke up... "Ahsoka... Is that the only song you've written?" He asked. She hated to admit it but... "No." She said, sitting up. "What else is there? Can I see it?" He said. She sighed, stood up, and went through her trunk, pulling out several datapads.

She opened up the first one and gave it to him. He looked it over and read the title "Typical?" He asked. "Yeah, that's an old one. I wrote this one a year ago." She gave him another one.

"Breakaway... Will you sing it for me?" He said. "Why?" She groaned. "Because I asked...?" She sighed and cleared her throat before starting...

A few measures and she started.

"Grew up in a small world,

and when the rain would unfurl,

I'd just dwell in my sorrow...

Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray,

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway," She said, looking up at her Master who was now smiling. She bit her lip.

"Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under Onderon's trees
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get on board a fast tram
Travel on a jet plane, far away

And Breakaway...

Buildings with a hundred floors
Planes that are built to soar
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway..." She would pause every other second and breathe in but Anakin never took his eyes off her.

"I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway..." She looked up and he was grinning wider than ever.

"Amazing, Ahsoka... I loved it." He said, rubbing his hand on her knee. She just rolled her eyes. "Shut up." She mumbled. "I'm serious... You don't think I'm serious." He said. "Not really..." He groaned. "Ahsoka! Come on, that was brilliant!" He said. "Yeah..." She said, feeling tired. Putting the datapads on the ground next to her bed, she laid down and put her head on the pillow. Anakin laid down next to her.

"I can stay here, right?" He asked. "Of course, Master..." She said, yawning and then falling asleep. Anakin hesitated and ran his hand down her cheek, breathing in.

"I'll always love you, Ahsoka... No matter what happens."