You all get to see Anakin again in this chapter. Disclaimer- I don't own Star Wars the Clone Wars or any of its characters.

Chapter 21

Anakin POV

Anakin was back by Ahsoka's bedside. The other Jedi Masters were still watching her memories in the projector room. They were watching the memories of her torture. Anakin left the room soon after they started. He couldn't watch those memories.

It hurt too much.

So he sat that one out. Now the Jedi Knight was just sitting by his comatose Padawan's bedside talking to her as if she could hear him. He wished she could hear him.

"I came to The Order late too. I guess you already knew that, but still. We're more alike than I ever knew. You knew though. You knew the entire time Snips." He took a long breath. "I understand why you didn't tell me. It makes you different. It makes us different. Sometimes it's hard to be different."

"I'm just trying to come to terms with all of this Ahsoka. Your past is-it's amazing and horrible at the same time. I always treated you like a child and I am so sorry for that. In reality you were more grown up than I ever would have guessed you were. I'm sorry I spoke down to you for so long. I didn't know how strong you were then. I mean, by the Force, you went through months of torture and gave up nothing. You'll probably never be the same either. I should've known you were alive. I should've felt it. I should've come and saved you."

He let go of his Padawan's hand and leaned back in his chair. "Now you're probably going to die." His eyebrows furrowed and tears formed in the strong man's eyes. "I can't lose you again Ahsoka. I need you. I need you to watch my back and tell me when I'm being an idiot on missions. I need you to be by my side in battle. You made it out of General Grievous's prison. You survived. Now just survive this for me. Please. Just fight for a little while longer. For me."

"I'll let you pilot on missions. I know you always wanted to drive." A small laugh escaped past Anakin's lips. "I'll stop stealing your ideas too. I promise. You can do your own briefings without me interrupting you. We'll take whatever missions you want. All you have to do is make it out of this alive."

He could've sworn she squeezed his hand at this.

Later on Anakin went back into the projector room to continue watching his Padawan's memories. The torture recollections were over with and there was only a few things left for Anakin to see.

One of which was the sight of his Padawan wandering the library.

"She loves the library," Plo Koon explained. "That was where she spent most of her time when she first arrived on Coruscant. If she could've lived there I'm sure she would have. She loves to read and was so behind on schoolwork that she just spent the first six months in the library catching up."

Anakin scoffed at this. "Have you met Ahsoka? I'm not sure she could last 10 minutes in a library."

Plo Koon looked at Anakin. "This is before she met you. Believe it or not your Padawan was very introverted. The only people she actually spoke openly too were her two nurses and me. Her timidness kept her away from talking to other people. She had the ability not to be shy; she just chose to be that way." He let out a breath. "Your Padawan was different before she met you Skywalker. She never spoke to anyone else. She was secluded. She just liked to read and stay by herself. Yes, she wanted adventure but she came to The Order late and was looked on as different."

Anakin was having a hard time believing this. His Padawan was once shy? Impossible. Yet the projector backed up Plo Koon's story. It showed day by day Ahsoka sitting in the library reading by herself. She never made friends. She never spoke to anyone else unless they were Plo Koon, Jardie, or Rohdyn (her private nurses). When she saw them her face lit up. Her personality turned upside down into the cheerful girl she now was. Why wasn't she as sociable a person back then compared to how she was now?

Plo Koon seemed to interpret Anakin's question before he even asked it. "She left her home planet and her family behind. It was hard adjusting to life on Coruscant. Somewhere through all of that she kept the number of people she got close to small. She didn't speak to people much." Plo Koon lowered his voice. "On rare occasions though…"

"She doesn't like to read," Anakin noted. That was one thing he knew for sure about his Padawan. She liked action, not sitting on the sideline reading a book. "She always hated studying."

"Whatever you make her read she's already read it twice and memorized all of the information."

"That's right. She has a photographic memory." Anakin remembered. Was everything he knew about his Padawan a lie?

He didn't get that much time to think about the answer because the projector screen began to change.

(Tristakine) Ahsoka POV

Ahsoka was reading in the library like any normal day. She had been at the Jedi Temple for 6 months and had already caught up on 4 years' worth of work. The whole thing was going well.

The only negative thing that'd really happened was when she first arrived on Coruscant and couldn't breathe. That was when she learned of the disease she never knew she had. Ectohazmith was hard to maintain, but Rohdyn and Jardie helped a lot. Without them Ahsoka would've been dead a long time ago.

The library was usually quiet. People came in occasionally to grab a book and leave, but no one ever stayed. Usually it was just Ahsoka and the main librarian, Ms. Lorile (who was quite foul). You can imagine the young girl's surprise when a new person made their way into the library.

The woman was young and beautiful. She walked with purpose and sophistication up to the librarian's desk. Her dress and loose hair flowed behind her as she strolled. "Excuse me," Ahsoka saw her flash the nasty librarian a smile. "I'm wondering where I can find the history of politics."

"If you look around enough you're sure to find it," Ms. Lorile didn't even bother looking up from her computer screen.

The woman regained her composure, "Well I've tried looking around for it but I'm having some trouble. Can you help me?"

At this Ms. Lorile looked up from the computer screen. "I have work to do young lady. My world does not revolve around you and your needs. It revolves around me and my work running one of the largest and most expansive libraries in the universe. So if you could please do something for yourself for once and just find your 'history of politics' section on your own, we can both go on with our day."

The woman looked appalled at the librarians answer. After a minute of intense stares, she left to find the history of politics section on her own.

She found her way over to the directory that Ahsoka was sitting at. She went through the computer there and tried to search for the section she was looking for.

"Don't take it personally. Ms. Lorile is like that to everyone." Ahsoka couldn't stop the words from coming out of her mouth. The woman just looked so disappointed that the librarian spoke to her that way. Ahsoka had to say something to comfort her.

She regretted saying it the minute she was too late. Ahsoka shook at the thought of actually having a conversation. She was a recluse hiding out in the library all day and night to avoid people.

The woman looked at Ahsoka as if just realizing the young girl was there. "That's good. Well no, it's not. It's just-"

"It's good to know she doesn't just hate you," Ahsoka finished. She did it again. She spoke to this woman. Why was she doing this?

Ahsoka closed the book she was currently reading and looked the woman in the eyes. She'd already started a conversation, why not finish it?

"Exactly." Her face looked younger when she laughed. She was quite a beautiful woman.

She continued typing away at the computer only to have the screen turn to black. Her eyes widened. "Oh no."

Ahsoka got up and went over to the woman's side. "Here move over. It does it all the time."

The woman moved over and Ahsoka took her spot. She got off the chair and went underneath the table to the circuit board. She began twisting and turning some wires down there until the screen turned back on. Ahsoka then got out and returned to her seat.

"Wow, she likes to read and she's good at fixing things?" The woman smiled. "Don't tell me you know how to fix things because you read it in a book."

Ahsoka smiled at the small joke. It wasn't even that funny. "No, my mother was a mechanic. I learned from her."

"Are you from Coruscant originally?" She went back to work searching the computer.

"Shili actually. You?"

"I'm from Naboo."

Ahsoka's eyes widened. "It's supposed to be beautiful there."

The woman seemed to daze off, as if remembering her home planet. "It is."

"I've only read about it," Ahsoka murmured off to the side. She then looked the woman in the eyes. "Do you miss it?"

"So much," she didn't hesitate to say. "I miss everything about it."

"Do you ever want to go back?"

The woman's face dropped. Her hands stopped moving across a "Sometimes…I think things would be easier if I never came to Coruscant. It's just hard being here sometimes when everything I know is on Naboo. It's nothing…It's just that sometimes I wonder if moving to Coruscant was the right thing to do."

Ahsoka tilted her head and looked at the woman. "Sometimes I wonder the same thing too."

The woman looked up back at Ahsoka. "I miss Shili and everything I had there. I wonder if coming here was right too. When that happens all you have to do is to think about your life. Where is there more mystery and excitement? Is it on Naboo or here that you can wake up every morning and still have the thrill of wondering what the day holds for you?"

It was silent as the woman thought about what the young girl once said. "It's here," she finally spoke in a low voice.

Ahsoka smiled. "There you go."

The Padawan expected the woman to go back to typing, but she didn't. She looked Ahsoka in the eye. "What about you?"

She clarified, "Is it on Shili or here that you get that sense of mystery every day?"

"It's here. If I were still on Shili my life would be planned out for me. I know exactly where and when I would be. It's different here."

The woman smiled. "You're awfully smart. I've never gotten such good advice anywhere else."

Ahsoka smiled and did a showy spin in her chair. "Thank you. I'll be here all week." She waved both her hands and raised her eyebrow. "Or all year," she muttered in a quieter voice.

She saw the woman smile and give a small laugh.

Ahsoka smiled in return and held out her hand. "I'm Ahsoka."

The woman gladly took it, "I'm Padme."

A/N-How lucky are you all. You got two chapters in one day. :) I hope you like them. -Saraphine