Chapter Seven: Anakin Points Out Something to Mace...

~Mace's POV~

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself, figuring that if young Ezra realized that I was scared for him, that he will completely crumble under the pressure. "I see..." He either had the galaxy's worst sense of direction, or he was trying to flee from his master and at the same time deny that he was fleeing. Either case, a very angry Sith will be looking for him soon.

"Mace?" Obi-Wan appeared in the doorway, one eyebrow raised as he looked straight at me in surprise.

I quickly checked to make sure that my emotions were well under check, locked away where no one would ever see them, before answering his unspoken question. "He is afraid of needles and was having a panic attack. I came down to help him, give young Ezra something else to concentrate on than the needle."

"I did not notice anything amiss when you left the meeting so suddenly."

"What do you mean? The force was screaming his fear for all to hear." I knitted my brows together in confusion, glancing down at the boy that for some reason appeared to be growing heavier by the minute. Surprise flashed through me as I realized that he had fallen asleep, snuggling up to me as he did so.

Anakin stepped around Obi-wan, revealing that he was also there, a smile twitching on his features. "By the looks of things... I think you have formed a Force bond with our guest." He pointed to the sleeping boy, as if that proved what he just said.

"But how... I barely know him!" I shook my head at him, certain that he was lying...and yet the Force whispered around him about the truth in his words. I looked down at the sweet, young boy in my arms, and found myself mindlessly rubbing his arms with my hands.

"Oh yeah... you've got a force bond with him." Anakin sniggered, clearly finding the whole thing funny.

I carefully kept my annoyance at him hidden behind a blank mask, my eyes briefly flickering over to Obi-wan in hopes that he would help me in this little dilemma. He merely shook his head slowly at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. Traitor...

~Sabine's POV~

I ignored the protesting doctor that was hovering in the doorway as I removed the IV line in my arm out. Probably didn't help that I had done so professionally, as if I've done this a hundred times before. Well, technically I have had some training and have done it close to two thousand times by now. I hate having to rely on machines, and Hera didn't want me to make things worse by pulling out the IV incorrectly. A deal was a deal. Besides that, old habits die hard. I might somehow be in the past now, but I'm still used to living on the run, avoiding being in the same place for longer than needed for a mission. Pushing myself carefully towards the edge of the bed, I bit back a hiss as I shifted my weight just slightly.

"Now miss! This is totally unnecessary! You just stay right there..."

I felt one brow lifting up at that comment. "So what? He can find me and finish off what he started? No thank you in a million years."

The doctor huffed and puffed comically after that, fury flaring in his eyes. "Why I never!"

"Is everything alright here Dr. Cheng?" Satine appeared behind him, her calm gaze flickering over to where I had disconnected everything that they had connected to me when they had first brought me in. I stared at her, suddnely concerned that she was going to pull a Hera and reconnect me to all that machinery. "I see... How are you feeling Sabine?" She approached me calmly, but made no move to go all Hera on me.

I shoved that thought to the back of my mind, lifting one shoulder up in a shrug. "Been better, been worse." A true fact. Kanan found me when I was half dead after all.

"Worse?" Satine's eyes narrowed dangerously at that comment.

I swallowed hard, suddenly worried that I shouldn't have said anything. "I didn't mean..."

"I think you did meant it. Who hurt you? Was it Dooku, Sidious?" Satine appeared to be riled up as she mentioned the Sith Emperor and his second lackey.

I shook my head, choosing to tell the truth just this once, as vaguely as possible. "I think it was one of Emperor Sidious' other lackeys." I mentally crossed my fingers that they wouldn't press me for more information.

"Emperor Sidious?" Alarm laced the formerly late duchess' voice as she stared at her with horror.

It took me a full minute before I remembered. I was in the past, he wasn't Emperor yet. "Forget that I said anything." I fingered the edge of the blanket the hospital had given me, nerves dancing in my stomach. How was I supposed to do this without revealing too much about the future to her?!

~Ezra's POV~

I blinked my eyes open slowly, trying my best to reorient myself...again. Past Ezra... you're in the past... this is going to be fun said no one. I rubbed my eyes tiredly as I sat up, my gaze sweeping through the small room that I was still in. Upon spotting the book that I had checked out sitting on the bedside table, I snagged it up and opened it up to where I had left off yesterday. Settling back, I began to read about the various plants that lived on Felucia. It was a very intriguing reading...

...

I bit my bottom lip as my stomach growled loudly at me. According to the clock that was hanging up on the wall above the door, it was about time for me to eat some lunch. Slowly sitting my book down, I glanced over at the door, wondering vaguely if they would let me go looking for something to eat. As if reading my thoughts, the Jedi called Anakin walked in carrying a tray full of...something that smelled absolutely delicious.

"Hope you're hungry." A familiar, feminine voice spoke up from behind him.

I froze as a much younger Fulcrum stepped out from behind him. She had a Jedi Braid swinging cheerfully over her one shoulder, which was surprising to see. I opened and closed my mouth multiple times, just staring at her for the longest time... before everything went black.

A/N: Done! So, according to Cat, I like making Ezra faint a bit too much, so I told myself that he wasn't going to faint here on out... and then he fainted when he first meets Ahsoka. Anyone else see the problem with that? And yes, I know that this is late... writer's block.

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Guest: Hmm, never thought have that...and now I can't get the image of Mace yelling Qui-Gon at Ezra randomly and totally confusing him. Thanks for the idea!

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Shiranai Atsune: I know! I love time travel fics too! In fact this is my third time travel story...unless you count the original then it's the fourth. But then you have to note that my other two are series and the one has... ten, eleven books in it... and I'm just starting on the second book for the other time travel series. Both of them are in Ninjago though, not Star Wars.

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