Chapter Two

It as late in the night, and Saba still sat awake. She had long ago finished her book, but found it difficult to sleep. She longed for something to do. A computer to hack files perhaps. It would just be something for her to DO.

Saba was startled by a low moan, and a few incoherent words coming from Anakin's room. Saba was almost afraid to even enter the room. She knew she must wake him from the dream that haunted him.

"Anakin…" She shook his shoulder after entering the room, "Anakin…" She was unsure on how to address him.

His light grey eyes opened quickly, "What? What happened?"

"Nothing. You were having a nightmare." Saba sat on the edge of the bed uninvited.

"Jedi's do not have nightmares. Never the less, I didn't mean to frighten you. Go back to bed."

"I wasn't in bed." She confessed, picking invisible lint from blanket, "I was wishing I had something to do."

"I'll take you to the library tomorrow..." Anakin yawned, "But you need sleep."

"Okay." Hardly believing what she was doing, she lay down next to him, and put her arms around him.

"I meant in your room."

"I thought this would be…safer. For the both of us."

"Oh." He half consciously reached around her with his mechanical arm (which was again covered with a glove), and placed it on her hip, "Go to sleep." Promptly, her face pressed between his shoulder and neck, she fell asleep.

Absently he stroked her pale skin that shown between the short shirt she wore, and low riding pants. He could feel the warmth and texture of her skin through the sensors on his hands, and glove. For some reason he found he rather liked the feel of her; She was so different from Padmé it was unreal.

Her hair was a golden blonde/brown color and was worn simply. There was no sitting for hours waiting for these complicated styles to be done. Her was skin naturally pale. She wore little to no make up. Her clothes were very "male" styling; save for the skirt she had arrived in, but quickly changed out of. This clone was much different from Padmé.

He found himself running his actual fingers through her hair…She was defiantly not like Padmé.

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"So, where is your charge now?" Obi Wan asked, as he and Anakin walked along the secluded halls.

"She is in the library. I assume she's hacked into some files by now." Anakin ran his fingers through his hair.

"Are you sure it is wise leaving her alone?"

"She is enjoying herself, and she is not pestering me. She will be fine."

"As I'm sure she will be, you had better check on her."

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Anakin found Saba sitting at a computer, complicated plans for a Pod-racer displayed on the computer screen.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Looking at these blue prints."

"For a pod racer?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. It was the easiest thing to hack into." Her brain had almost completely memorized and processed the plans, "Can we make one, Anakin?"

"Make a pod racer? What for?" Anakin was taken slightly a-back.

"Just as something to do."

"And where do you suppose we BUILD this racer?"

"I don't know." She shrugged.

Anakin thought about it for a moment. It would be the perfect opportunity to use to see Padmé, "I think I know the perfect spot…"

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Anakin sat in the conference room, listening more intently to Yoda then usual.

"I have spoken with the Kaminos about Saba. They vote that they destroy her, as long as she is of no use-"

"Destroy her?" Anakin spoke loudly, "You can't destroy her!"

Yoda turned to him slowly, "You wish to speak Padawan Anakin?"

"You can't destroy Saba. She's a person."

"She's a clone, Anakin-" Obi Wan tried to calm him.

"Just because she is a clone doesn't mean isn't a person. She has as much right-"

"Anakin!"

"I'm sorry Master Obi Wan…" Anakin sank back in his chair.

"You've grown attached to this clone?" Yoda tilted his head, "Even though she has only been here a few days?"

Anakin looked down cast at his hands, "I want to take her to Naboo. She wants to build a pod-racer."

"A pod racer?" Obi Wan asked, "Whatever for?"

"She got into some plans for one when she was in the library." Anakin looked at his elder Jedi's, "She wants to build one."

"Why take her to Naboo?" Windu asked, "They do not have Pod-racing there."

"Well, there is a lot of…open area there. I have a…friend-"

"Padmé." Obi Wan rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Padmé. She would probably let us-"

"Were would you get parts for this pod racer?"

"Um…Tatooine?" o

"With what money?"

"I would sort that out later."

Yoda fell into silence thinking it over. Everyone turned to him for guidance.

"I do not see why this could not be done." He turned to Anakin, "How long do you expect this to take?"

"Hard to say." Anakin shrugged, "It depends on how fast I can get the parts…It could take a few months. It all depends. And the weather has to be good, and-"

"We understand, Anakin." Obi Wan stopped him, "Go…tell her you can make your…Pod-racer."