POV:Anakin Skywalker
I laid on my bed with Ahsoka peacefully in my arms. We had fallen asleep like this for a couple hours and I have awoken to the last few minutes of the sun as it set upon the city. I looked down at her small body in my arms, so fragile and yet so powerful. I glanced over to the bedside table and saw the crystal glowing, still humming quietly.

It's been a crazy past couple of days. It is so hard to come to terms with everything that's happened. It's been crazy. The crystal, the lightsaber, Ahsoka's relapse; Ahsoka's diagnosis, now she doesn't remember the trauma of what happened. All she kept saying to me was how excited she was to build a new set of lightsabers. I keep trying to convince myself that it's all a nightmare but alas it is not.

Ahsoka shoved me playfully in my side bringing me back to my thoughts.

"Hey, ow that actually hurt!" I half laughed half cringed looking down at her.

"What's so interesting outside?" she giggled poking me again.

I glared at her and slipped off the bed, getting to my feet using the force to throw a pillow at her. I turned around and looked at her yawning. She had a very unimpressed look on her face.

"I'm going to go and talk to Obi wan about tomorrow's training session with the troops since I missed the last one," I mumbled out, stretching and lazily shoving my boots on.

"Can I come?" Ahsoka pressed eagerly.

I cringed. I really wanted to talk to Obi wan about what I'm going to do now that she doesn't remember what happened. I put my mental shield up and swallowed my feelings, forcing a smile.

"Don't you have a lightsaber to build? I'm sure Artoo can help you find the parts you need".

She thought for a second, frowning before getting up and clipping her belt on.

"I suppose you're right, as always," she joked, slipping the crystal into her belt pouch.

I nodded and hugged her goodbye as we went our separate ways.

It felt weird walking around the temple at night. The sentinels patrolled and younglings ran through the halls playing hide and seek, honing their force abilities. A youngling was running down the hall towards me, sticking to the shadows like a true Jedi. He noticed me and quickly jumped into the light momentarily, acknowledging my presence with a brisk bow before running back into the shadows. I inwardly smiled.

I tapped my commlink signalling for Obi wan.

"Kenobi here," his voice came through.

"Obi wan, where are you? I need to talk to you about Ahsoka".

"I just passed her in the hangar, she was asking around for Artoo. What's happened?"

I mentally cursed myself, I should've just sent her to Yoda. I hope the Force watches her closely.

"Meet me in the healing wing asap".

I tapped my comm off continuing my way to the healing wing.

I could sense a torrent of pent up emotions welling up inside my head as the stress of dealing with the past few days caught up to me. I could feel my tired eyes want to give in and let the flood of tears all down my face but I swallowed hard, letting my hair cover my eyes as I wiped furiously at them.

I sniffed hard, 'only a few more days of this,' I thought.

I shook the hair out of my eyes as looked forward, regaining my 'General Skywalker' composure as I walked into the healing wing. A few younglings were staying in for overnight observation after a few minor injuries with the new stun sabres. I had been on the committee that was overlooking the complete change from wooden staffs to stun sabres. I've heard that they can give off quite a punch, hence the needs for observations.

I acknowledged the few that were awake, one was Ganodi. I smiled at her, looking at my Chrono, I still had around five minutes wait before Obi wan showed up.

"How's the lightsaber classes going?" I asked, smiling at her.

She seemed to sigh and look away in shame.

I frowned, "it can't be that bad, can it?" I said nudging her foot, giving a nervous smile

I waited patiently for a response but got none.

Her small shoulders began to shudder as she clutched her arms and sobbed quietly.

"hey hey hey, its okay, don't cry," I said softly, kneeling down to her height to the right side of her bed, grabbing her hand, "what's wrong?"

Sure, I didn't know this kid very well, but I sure didn't want her to be sad. Ahsoka wouldn't want her to be upset either.

"Mast-er Win-du said..." she sobbed out between cries, "he sa-id I wouldn't make the tri-als," she cried harder.

I frowned harder, anger brimming my mind, "did he give you a reason why?"

"He said that my lightsaber technique is weak and that I wouldn't be able to become a Jedi Guardian or a Consular, he said I'd have to work in the archives and disassemble my lightsaber".

She wiped the tears away, her rodian eyes looking into my eyes full of anger for Windu. He had no right to have said that to the young one. She wouldn't have been put up for the gathering if that were true.

"Ganodi, you wouldn't have gone to the gathering if you weren't good enough. I will talk to Ahsoka however, maybe she and I can help you get ahead of the others," I suggested, winking and flashing her a cheerful smile.

"Ahem," I heard Obi wan cough from behind me as I got to my feet, standing to my full height.

"Feel better soon, Ganodi," I said walking to stand next to Obi wan.

"Thank you, Master Skywalker," came her little voice.

I nodded and continued forward towards the head healers office.

"What's wrong, Anakin?" Obi wan said quietly as we waited for Luminara to finish talking, she was tonight's head healer.

"It's Ahsoka, she doesn't remember a thing".

Obi wan frowned at me, "what do you mean?"

"As far as I can gather the last thing she can remember is gathering her crystals and bringing them back to the temple. I'm not even sure she remembers going to see her old lightsabers".

He remained quiet, deep in thought, "perhaps it's a good thing".

My eyes went wide in fury, I swallowed, trying to contain the emotions boiling deep inside my chest, "how? How is it a good thing?!" I retorted raising my voice, "I can't do it, Obi wan. I can't. I couldn't live with myself knowing that she is still hurting, even if the force keeps it hidden from her for now".

I sighed and closed my eyes, the tears from earlier threatening to spill out. I pinched the bridge of my nose and palmed off Obi wans classic sympathy shoulder grab. The ambient noise of machinery filled my eyes as I quieted my mind.

'Only a few more days Anakin, you'll be fine'

"Master Skywalker, Kenobi, what can I do for you?" came Luminara Unduli's voice.

I briefly looked up and acknowledged her presence, positioning my feet shoulder width apart so I didn't sway.

"Skywalker are you okay? You don't look so good, you should be resting" her voice annoying the niggling tug at the back of my mind; she was right.

I haven't slept properly as you can imagine, "I'll be fine, I just need to find out what's happened to Ahsoka's memory".

"I disagree strongly, you need to rest, and if not from a medical position then please, surely as a friend," Luminara urged.

Damnit! I knew she was right but I just can't help but feel…helpless.

"Brother, it's okay, I can handle this. Go back to Ahsoka".

With a heavy heart I turned on my heel and shook my head, running a hand through the back of my hair. I just don't know what to do, I'm lost and helpless in all of this. Too much to do, not enough time, all too overwhelming. I need to escape but Ahsoka, I need her to be okay first, but where does that leave my own well-being?

Terribly sorry for the wait everyone. Again I will say that due to it being my first year in senior years at high school updates are going to be slow and I apologize once again. Make sure you follow this story to keep posted with updates.