Aravis' POV

After the door closed behind Nimowae, I sat down on my bed and tears welled up in my eyes from nowhere. I didn't know why I was crying or, why in the pit of my stomach I felt sick. I loved Obi and I loved Nimowae like a sister, but if I stayed here, I might as well walk straight up to Yoda and say 'I love Obi' and get us both kicked out of the Jedi Order. I couldn't do that to him.

After 15 minutes of crying for no reason, I started thinking clearly again, 'If Nimi is not going, then I'll have to cover for her.' I quickly gathered the remainder of the things I thought I would need, and then headed for the front of the temple.

Just outside the temple, I saw Yoda, Windu, and Obi waiting for me. I walked over to them and bowed.

"Where is Nimowae?" Obi asked.

"She is not feeling well. She will not be able to join me on this mission." I said, hoping Windu did not see through my lie.

Leave we must." Yoda said.

The four of us got on a transport that would take Yoda and I to meet a Wookiee ambassador that would take us to Kashyyyk. I sat next to Yoda, but across from Obi, who was next to Windu.

"Anakin did not take to his new assignment with much enthusiasm." Obi said.

"It's very dangerous, putting them together." Windu said. "I don't think the boy can handle it. I don't trust him."

"With all due respect, Master, is he not the chosen one?" Obi protested. "Is he not to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the Force?"

"So the prophecy says." Windu replied unconvinced.

We all turned when Yoda spoke at last, "A prophecy that misread could have been."

"He will not let me down. He never has." Obi said.

"I hope right you are." Yoda said as we landed.

Yoda and I walked down the ramp. Yoda spoke with the Wookiee ambassador, while I turned back to Obi.

"May the Force be with you, Aravis." He said. His eyes showed his feelings perfectly. Fear, concern, and a little anger for Nimowae.

"And may the Force be with you also, Master Kenobi. I turned quickly and followed Yoda onto our next transport, debating with myself. Acting as if I didn't love him or even care about him. 'Perhaps Nimowae was right, I should have stayed…I have changed…I've let my fear get in the way of my love.'

As our ship took off, I wanted to cry again, but knew I could not. I hated myself now.