Hi, I am soooooo sorry about the delay again, I had serious issues with the Internet, but after bothering several people till they started to cry (okay, not that worse), I am online again and will hopefully stay like this for a long, long time. Sorry again.

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Since so many have responded to the Padawan hint I will say something else about this at the end of the chapter, for now: Let the story begin!

Padmé was nervous.

Not about the peace conference. Not about the flight. Not about the danger of terrorists or attacks.

She was nervous about Obi-Wan.

How could she hide a pregnancy from a Jedi, especially Obi-Wan, who knew her since she had been the Queen of Naboo? He would sense that something was wrong, but she wanted Anakin to know first.

Ani… Her heart melted at the thought of him. She had hoped he would come to the peace conference, but apparently to her information, he wouldn't. No wonder, he was more a fighting than diplomatic Jedi.

"Senator?" Surprised, Padmé turned around to see Obi-Wan awaiting her.

"Master Kenobi, what a pleasure." O god… he looked terrible. As he hadn't slept in a while probably, and probably not eaten as well. He was skinny and a sad till motionless expression was burned in his face. What had happened?

Then she remembered Satine. Of course. She never had had certain information about his and Satine's relationship, but she had watched them for quite a while and had gotten informations from other sources like her husband.

Should she say something?

Tired, he looked at her. "Shall we?"

She swallowed. "Yes, General." She couldn't say something, but she had to. It was better than remaining silent wasn't it? Quietly, maybe so quietly even he couldn't hear her, she added: "I'm sorry for your loss."

Obi-Wan didn't react and stayed silent till their shuttle to the ambassador ship approved.

-/-/-

As Ahsoka had finished her report, Anakin kept still for a few moments and watched the stars outside of the window flying by. Her story had made him think about some of the facts he had gained.

Most important and threatening was the thing about the dark force she had sensed. So there was no longer a point in denying it could have been a force-sensitive being.

Ahsoka looked at the bandage on her shoulder. "Master, will I be able to move my arm again?"

Anakin looked up, conformingly smiling at her. "Of course, you will. You just have to get used to the prosthesis inside your arm."

"It just feels so weird having a piece of metal in my own body." She sounded quite uncomfortable.

"You get used to." With a wink, he waved to her with his right hand. He still knew how strange it had felt when he had awoken himself out of the anesthesia three years ago, finding his hand made out of metal instead of flesh and bones. Luckily, Obi-Wan had been there to calm him down in this moment or he would have freaked out.

Obi-Wan. When thinking of his old masters, a bunch of different feelings came up in again.

Of course, there was the admiring and unbroken love for his old master.

There was still some of the old impatience he always had about his Jedi career, where he had felt prohibited by Obi-Wan.

And there was new anger. Anger about Obi-Wan's failure to help Ahsoka in her trial. How could he have let her down?

The last time Anakin had spoken to Obi-Wan was before his and Ahsoka's mission on Cato Nemodia, where he had destroyed another flyer.

Obi-Wan had left the battlefield for Coruscant two days before and was asking him in a holo if he could borrow the Twilight. Anakin hadn't had need for her in this moment, so he agreed. This had been the last time they had been spoken to one another without a crowd of other people around them.

By the way, he wondered what had happened to the Twilight? Anakin had been busy on the day Obi-Wan borrowed it, so he had failed to ask what Obi-Wan actually need it for.

Soon after this borrowing of his ship, he had felt a pain, without knowing its source or purpose, until he found out, it was actually his master's pain he felt. Cause of this, he had flew into the missiles with the Buzz-droids in them on Cato Neimodia, where Snips had saved his skin once more.

He had never got the possibility to ask his master about this pain either. He had only seen him in the Jedi-council as he was investigating the Sabotage on the Jedi temple.

"Master, when are we going to fight again?" Oh yes, Ahsoka was still there. He had nearly forgotten her, lost in thoughts about his old master.

"Not at all for starting, Snips. Our next assignment will be to play security at the peace conference." Ahsoka looked so bored when he told her, that it nearly made Anakin giggling.

"How long do I have to stay in the medical bay, Master? I'd like to regain the power in my arm." Always on the run, right Snips?

"The Med-Droid told me you'd be able to leave the Med-Bay in four days, but we will skip this order as we need to get into a shuttle for the peace conference in three days. Bu please, Ahsoka, be careful with the arm."

"Will I have to get into Bakta-Tanks?"

"Only for the first night."

"Well, at least this is something. You surely got something to do, Master, I can stay here alone."

"It's fine, Ahsoka, I'll stay with you. Admiral Yularen is quite capable of the situation."

"The men need your help. I'll meditate here."

"Snips, I honestly don't think this is the best…"

"Please, Master…"

"If you're sure about this, Snips…"

"I am."

"You will have to tell the Jedi council your story again."

"I will." Nearly a They won't believe me anyway had slipped from her lips.

"Well fine, if you have any pain, take these pills or call for the Med-Droid, okay? And you can always call for me. And please, do so if you have to." Anakin bent down and kissed her gently on the forehead. He had been so afraid about her today, so afraid… Ahsoka smiled at him and slightly released she began already to be better, Anakin left the room. His Snips would be fine; she would always be fine again…

But as the door closed, Ahsoka's grin vanished. She had stayed strong with her master, but now…

With a look at her shoulder, she silently began to cry.

She was now crippled. How would she ever be able to fight again?

Yes, her master had a prosthesis as well, but Anakin was so strong with the force. He was the most brilliant Jedi she'd ever known, sometimes even more than Yoda or Mace. A prosthesis was no problem for him.

Okay, he had some mood and character swifts, but his compassion was the greatest she'd ever seen on a Jedi. Of course, Ahsoka knew attachments were forbidden, but this did never seem to bother Anakin. You could argue about if this was a good or bad fact about him, but Ahsoka simply loved him for this.

How could she remain his student with her arm? After… after she lost so many men on Himilin…

The door opened and upset, she looked up, sure it would be Skyguy, coming back to comfort her. She wasn't sure if she would have been delighted or humiliated by this.

It didn't matter anyway, because the guest in the doorway wasn't Anakin but Rex. "Just wanted to check on you, Kid."

"Thanks, Rex." Ahsoka unsuccessfully tried to smile, then buried her face again in her left hand.

She could sense the bed sinking a bit as Rex sat beside her. "Hey, it's gonna be okay, your arm will be able to move again." His voice was as warm as a summer day.

She remained silent, crying. She didn't want to talk, not now, not today. They sat beside each other, comforting one another through the night.

-/-/-

The holo of the young woman appeared on the Sith's desk.

"How has your mission gone, assassin?"

"You were right, master, nobody sensed me or noticed me until I shot. But..." She hestiated. "I'm sorry to report that Padawan Tano is not dead, Sir. She was rescued by the Clone Captain. At least, I was able to injure her."

"Still you've failed and must pay for that."

On the other side of the Holo the woman was starting to scream in pain. "Forgive me, Master."

"There is no forgiveness on the dark side of the force." The woman continued to cry, until she finally felt broken on the floor. "I hope you've learnt not to fail me again. Your next assignment will take place on Mikun."

"Yes, my beloved master."

"Don't lie to me, or you'll never become a worthy apprentice. The details about this mission will be sent to you."

"What will I have to do?"

"You will see when you open the data pack that's transferring to you at the moment. All I can tell you know is to win the trust of a certain galactic gangster. Through him, you shall be able to get the information we need."

"Yes, my lord." The picture vanished.

Darth Sidious couldn't bear to hold his evil laughter.

What a foul this girl had been. Surely, she had been true first. She had fought against the dark side first.

But how easily she had been tricked by him, believing the little fairytales about how he would establish peace, how the Jedi would be wept out for their failure and were actually falling to the dark side.

Yes, she hadn't believed him first, but after some time. After some desperate hours of meditating, he had been able to consume her.

She was serving his purpose for now. It would not take this much longer until he would have established his empire. And when Vader was his apprentice, there would be no further need for her.

-/-/-

Anakin already awaited Ahsoka as she was approaching the shuttle, her right arm still bandaged. It had been a lot of work to make the Med-Droid letting her go, but this was an important mission.

"Is your arm any better?"

Ahsoka smirked. "Well, it's better than two days ago."

Anakin smiled at her joke, glad his old Ahsoka was back. Well, nearly back. He still saw shadows of her trauma in her eyes. "Shall we?"

Ahsoka nodded and the two Jedi entered the Shuttle and took off.

Anakin's reunion with Padmé and Obi-Wan is getting closer… Will cause some trouble ;)

So, now about the Padawan-Thing: You all seem quite excited about this, so I was thinking YOU just tell me whom you want to be the padawan and I'll decide at the end for what the majority wants. I can tell you, that I actually had already picked my padawan, and that it was one of our six padawans Ahsoka had her adventure with, but I am open for OCs as well and working on an own one at the moment! Just tell me what you think!

If there are characters you'd like to see more in the future or haven't seen yet, just let me know! This is quite important as there is a pretty good chance I might forget somebody…

I'll update chapter 6 later this evening, promise! (Except for when the Internet fools me again…)