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Chapter 4

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8.

It's been 2 years. 2 years since she left in a sudden, leaving no tracks behind. She left as if nobody ever knew her, even Obi-Wan hadn't heard from her in these 2 years.

Did he move on? He asked himself. He set his life on a peaceful speed. He was sent to missions regularly, keeping his mind occupied. He even tried meditation, something he never was able to perform perfectly.

His mind was always clouded, bothered with thoughts of her, her laugh would ring into his ears. Obi-Wan caught him staring at the wall, as if he could read his former padawan's mind, he knew he was thinking about her. Anakin convinced him that he forgot her.

But her memory was with him like a ghost. Had he move on? He asked himself. No, he hadn't. He just couldn't.

9.

He was finally coping with her absence. He told himself she was gone and will never come back. His mind was at peace. But when he thought he forgot her, she came in, poured gasoline on his heart and set it on fire.

He came face to face with her in corridors. He stood there and looked at her. She was… different. Her hair was past her shoulders, tied in a low pony tail. Her hair was out of her face and there was no sign of the scar on her face. She recognized him, smiled at him, and said hi. His heart slipped out of his hands, he didn't smile back or say anything. He walked past her, his hands tight in a fist.

Obi-Wan told him that she was going to stay in the temple again but didn't tell him why she was gone, he cared less. Anakin just looked at him. Obi-Wan patted him on the shoulder and glanced at him worried, before leaving him in his thoughts.

Anakin made his decision, he avoid Mila in the mess hall, corridors, and delayed missions which she took part in. He didn't want to see her, she already messed his life up.

MM

He woke up early in the morning to the sound of someone banging at his door. He rolled out of his bed and answered the door, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"What is it Obi-Wan? I thought we were…" he was caught off guards. Mila was standing out of his door.

"Anakin, we need to talk," she said calmly.

"I don't have anything to do with liars," he slammed the door shot, trying ignoring Mila, calling his name and slamming her fist at the door. She stop after a few attempts only to slide a note through the gap between the door and the floor and left him. He didn't dare to read the note.

10.

It didn't matter how hard he pushed through it but the council wasn't convinced, he had to attend this mission. Mila was on this mission as well and he didn't want to be in the same place as her.

They took off with two squadron, to a planet out of their rim. With the war being over there were still ratters seeking for power and their job was to stop them.

Anakin never left the pilot seat trying to avoid Mila for the rest of the trip. She tried to make small conversations, asking questions but he waved her off. He made a show of himself that even Rex asked him was something up between Him and Mila.

He looked at her in eyes for the first time in those past two months when their ship was about to crash. Something was wrong with the engine and he couldn't get it to work. He let go of the yoke and locked eyes with her. Her eyes was filled with both concern and terror. Nor Anakin or Mila dared to break the eye contact. Unsaid words could be read from their eyes.

AAA

Anakin woke up to the smell of smoke and fuel, filling his nostrils. He felt something heavy on his chest. Opening his eyes, he was faced with a piece of the ship laying on his chest. Gladly it was light enough to move it aside. Standing up, something rang in his mind, Mila.

His eyes moved around the wreck ship, only to find her next to a tree, lying on her stomach. Fear filled him all as he made his way to her body.

"Mila," he bent down and shook her hard. "Mila, wake up!"

She groaned and opened her eyes, blinking a few times. "What happened?" she asked sitting down.

Anakin released the breath he was holding, "We crashed," his eyes danced in her face, looking for an injury. "You OK?"

"I guess," She said "You?" He nodded.

"Has anybody else survived?" she asked, her eyes scanning the area.

They heard a muffed moan from not so far away. Anakin rushed to the ship and found Rex and two other of his men alive, but extremely injured.

Mila stood with the help of the tree and walked to them, leaning her weight on her hale leg.

She bent down and examined them.

"They're not in good conditions, they need medical attention." She turned to Anakin who returned with two backpacks. "What did you find?"

He shook his head. "Nothing to even last us a day,"

Mila managed to clean some of their wounds with supplies in the backpacks but their wounds were serious.

"Have you noticed something?" she asked Anakin wrapping a bandage around her ankle.

"What?"

"You're talking to me," she smiled at him as he rolled his eyes.

MMM

They made their decision. Anakin and Mila were in better state so they went to look for help, leaving some of the food with Rex and injured Clones, they made their way into the woods.

They didn't know where they going. Their radar didn't catch the glimpse of this planet before the crash. It was covered in green, trees and planets they never seen before.

By the night fall they finally gave up and decided to rest. They started a small fire to warm themselves up. They snacked on a can of beans and laid down on the damp grass covered ground.

"Give me your boot lace,"

"Pardon?" Mila asked surprised.

"You heard me," Anakin responded "Give it here."

Mila raised her eyebrow in wonder but sat and took the lace off. Anakin tied his wrist to hers using the lace.

"What are you doing?" She looked at their hands and again his face.

"Making sure you won't run away this time," Anakin laid down, pulling her along with him.

"How am I supposed to run with a twisted ankle?" she laughed. "I won't run I promise."

"You said the same last time but you did," Anakin said his eyes closed.

"Have you read that note?" she answered herself "Of course, you haven't. If you did, you were acting differently."

'I'll make it up to you,' she whispered playing with the lace kept their wrists tied.

He kept his eyes closed until she was fast asleep. He didn't sleep that night but watched over her, afraid she might runaway.

The next day they managed to find a village modern enough to help them call for help. Republic ships picked them up from the planet and they were immediately treated with medical attention.

And they hopped things stay the same way.

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