I updated again. How fun.

So I changed the cover. It's based off of someone on Wattpad's idea in the last chapter.

And no, I have not edited this. I'm too lazy.

TW for mentions of self harm, failure, guilt

Obi-Wan opened his mouth in protest as Vokara Che lifted the blanket, but be the time he was able to say Ahsoka's name, she was already looking at her loss of her right leg.

"What were you thinking?" Obi-Wan yelled at Vokara Che. "I was going to tell her."

"You were being too slow." Vokara Che said calmly.

"I just got here." Obi-Wan pointed out.

"What's done is done." Vokara Che defended herself. "Now, I have other duties to tend to. Since you're so keen on explaining things, I'll leave you here to do that." She beckoned to the Jedi Healers to follow her.

When Obi-Wan looked back at Ahsoka, she was shaking while staring at where her leg should be. He put his hand on her shoulder.

"Ahsoka." He tried. "Ahsoka."

Ahsoka suddenly looked at him, he could see tears forming in her eyes. "Who's idea was it to remove my leg?"

Obi-Wan hesitated. He was almost tempted to say that it was his idea. "I do not know." He didn't want to throw anyone under the speeder.

"Oh." Ahsoka muttered quietly.

"Your new prosthetic leg will be ready soon. In a week." Obi-Wan said, trying to lighten the mood.

Ahsoka nodded solemnly. "Okay."

"Would you like me to leave?" Obi-Wan asked.

Ahsoka nodded again.

Obi-Wan understood. She just wanted to be alone.

Ahsoka's POV

Ahsoka felt guilty about sending Obi-Wan away, she really did, but she just wanted to be alone. She had to figure out all the events that happened.

They entered the base, everything was good. They accidentally activated the self destruct, everything got a little worse, then while escaping everyone else died. Everything was horrible. And—the confusing control panel. Why are Separatist control panels so confusing? Then, she had that dream. Everyone blamed her for their deaths, as they should. She got them killed. It was her idea to press the random buttons. And, she failed the Republic and Jedi. She lost the information and got the Chosen One killed.

She was a failure. She was weak. She only survived because she let everyone who wasn't a failure save her. Ahsoka was such a failure. Everything was her fault.

At that moment, Ahsoka craved for a knife. She needed to feel pain. She looked around, and saw nothing. It was probably for the best, anyway. The machines around her might pick up what she wanted to do.

Ahsoka frowned. She reached up and touched her face. Tears were flowing out of her eyes. She was...crying. She didn't usually cry much. Honestly, it felt really nice. She just hoped that no one came in. Crying was frowned upon in the Jedi Order. It showed weakness and could mean attachments.

Ahsoka leaned back in her bed, and closed her eyes. Maybe she'd go to sleep and never wake up.

...

Padme paced around her room. She already knew what happened to Anakin and the clones. When she found out, she was devastated. She cried for a bit, but decided to get up and stop crying over a boy. He was her husband, but she also had a duty to the Republic. One part of her life may have died, but she would do her best to keep her other life alive.

Suddenly, someone knocked on her door.

"Who is it?" Padme asked.

"Obi-Wan." A muffled voice replied.

Padme quickly walked over to the door and opened it. "I wasn't expecting any visitors today."

"I decided to tell you how Ahsoka was doing." Obi-Wan smiled softly.

Padme's eyes lit up, but she quickly undid that, as to not look too excited to know how her friend was doing.

"And how is she?" Padme asked.

"She just woke up, and didn't seem too happy over her missing leg." Obi-Wan answered.

Padme froze. "Ahsoka lost her leg?"

Obi-Wan nodded. "It was not my idea, but yes, it was removed."

"How?" Padme closed her eyes.

"How as in the process in which it was removed, or how as in how it got to the point of needing to be removed?" Obi-Wan smiled.

"The second one, I suppose." Padme decided.

Obi-Wan nodded once more, but this time more happily. "It was injured at the Separatist facility, and she walked on it too much."

Padme frowned. "Ahsoka wouldn't be pleased about the story."

"Yes, I'm not sure if she remembers everything yet." Obi-Wan chuckled. "Well, I best be going."

"Goodbye, Obi-Wan. I'm sorry about you losing Anakin." Padme said.

"I'm sorry too, but for you." Obi-Wan left quickly.

Padme closed the door, and fell down onto her couch on purpose. Today was a long day. First, she had stressful meetings all day, then she had to have lunch with Lux Bonteri, who Padme had grown to hate the more she knew him. Especially because he became more smug and bratty once he became a Senator. And now, she found about what was happening with Ahsoka.

Padme sighed, and turned on Ahsoka's favorite movie.

If you read one of my one-shot books, you'll know which movie is Ahsoka's favorite. Also yes, now in all my fanfics, Ahsoka's favorite movie is Thor: Ragnarok. I'm not sure if I spelled that right. Also, before any of you say that it's only her favorite movie because of Thor, she likes it because of Loki, and also it is just a good movie, in Ahsoka's opinion. She thinks it has a good plot and that the characters are cool.

Okay enough about Thor: Ragnarok. If you're self harming, please try to do it less. I saw somewhere that if you have self harming thoughts, holding an ice cube in your hand will help. Also, people do care about you, trust me.

I would also like to say that crying is okay, and please cry if you need to.

My PM's are open to anyone who needs it.

My friend sent me this:

Padme: Ani, are you okay?

Ahsoka, the 501st, and anyone else chaotic enough to start singing Smooth Criminal: *start singing Smooth Criminal*

Have a good day/night or time on an alien planet. People do care about you.