I am so sorry for delaying everything again, I know I already promised a new chapter last week, but believe me if I tell you, school is killing me at the moment, hopefully it will be better in Thaksgiving break, just don't be too upset if I don't make it twice a week. If one of you is following my other story, the other prophecy, this one will probably delay till Sunday, sorry about that!

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Ahsoka could feel the light touch of the oxygen-mask on her face as she was awakening.

How did she get into Med-Bay… like again?

She opened her eyes and looked around, maybe this was some kind of Déjà-Vú and Rex was going to step out of the door again any moment to tell her about her injury.

But instead there was her master on her bed's side this time. He looked up at her, his face being so grey you could think he hadn't sleep for a second the whole night again.

"Master?" She whispered through the mask.

Surprised, he looked up and a slight smile crossed his face, but the dark rings under his eyes ruined it. "Hey, Snips, how are you feeling?" Yes, he also sounded like he didn't sleep the night, his voice was all rough and scratchy, and tired.

Ahsoka began to stretch a little bit and pulled the mask from her face. "Well," She sat up. "Good actually. What happened? How did I get here?" She went to stretching her arms.

"You were found in one of the Chill-Out-Rooms, Ahsoka. The medical team brought you here. You were… unconscious." Deep sorrow was in his voice.

The Dizziness… She remembered know… Well, nearly at least. "Do they know why?"

"They think it was the stress combined with the wound, it was too much for your body. They want to keep you hear over the day and next night,

Annoyed, Ahsoka snorted and threw herself back into the pillows. "Not again…"

The slight smile on Anakin's face became a little bigger as his padawan seemed to have his old humor back. "It's just to make you fit for duty on the peace conference tomorrow, Snips."

Ahsoka was still more than frustrated. First, this dull boring peace conference, and then these healers who claimed to know everything better. "I mean, how can they know what's right for me. What I felt yesterday was different from overstress…"

"Calm down, Ahs- wait, what do you mean by 'was different'?" Ahsoka couldn't say it for sure, but it seemed as if her master's eyes had gone small.

"Well, it more felt like an attack onto my thoughts you know. I couldn't control myself any longer." A scary thought raised up in her. "Wait, is all my stuff still there?" She looked around to see her lightsabers along with her comlink and the card for the holoprojector on the table next to hear, and a silent sigh of relief was heard in her head.

"It's alright now, Ahsoka." Anakin took her shoulders and smiled at her. "It's alright, Snips."

"I know, Master, now it is. But somebody has knocked me out yesterday, I'm sure." Her body shook in his embrace.

"I'll investigate this for you, Ahsoka, but you have to remain in Med-Bay, okay? The doctors are not all wrong or stupid when they tell you that your arm needs some rest. I want to begin training with you when this conference is over, you understand me?"

She smiled as Master and student detached. "Yes, master."

"Fine." He stood up. "See ya, Snips. I'll send Padmé over for keeping you a little bit occupied."

"Thanks."

-/-/-

Another attack on Ahsoka… Anakin's thoughts couldn't stop to flip over one another.

Did somebody want to kill her? A fellow Jedi?

Why his little Snips? Why her?

Had she done anything to obsess anybody?

Had it something to do with her trial?

He had to talk to Obi-Wan, he could trust him with this manner, he was certain now.

-/-/-

Padmé, awoken from the silent knocks on her door, stretched herself. "Wait a sec…", but the guest had already got into the room. "Excu – oh, it's you."

"Hello, Sweetheart."

Padmé threw herself into the intruder's arms, her husband's arms. "Ani, where do you come from? You remember we made a deal yesterday about you leaving without telling me."

Anakin returned he kiss, but then took a step aside and made her sit down on a chair while he was sitting on his haunches and took her hands. This wasn't going to be easy for her. "It's Ahsoka. She had a breakdown caused of overstress, so I went visiting her."

Padmé's eyes went big and she breathed sharply. "Oh god, is she alright?"

"Yes, yes, my love. She's perfectly fine, only bored." Anakin pulled a strand out of her face. "Do not worry. I don't want you to worry; you know it doesn't suit your face."

She smiled, but got serious once again. "Where's she? Still in Med-Bay? I'll visit her."

He pulled her up to her feet and into his arms again. "This was actually what I wanted to ask you."

Slightly surprised, she raised one eyebrow. "So, you're not coming because of me?" She made her voice a tiny bit of jealous; just enough to make her husband feeling a little bit of guilt, and indeed, his cheeks slightly blushed.

"Padmé: I will always come for you." God, how she loved the way he could be so charming, even though he was maybe still only a boy… But he had always been a boy, since she met him as one on Tatooine.

She grinned brightly about his words, before she kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for telling me about Ahsoka. You visit her with me?"

"I've already been with her. I have to see Obi-Wan now, it's important."

"Oh… okay, what do you guys have to talk about?"

"Just some security stuff, you know… Pretty boring." Was he lying? She wasn't entirely sure, but he looked on the bottom of his shoes instead of in her face.

Softly, she lifted his chin up again, having an idea of what was really bothering him. "Have you already talked to him?"

"Er… yes, yes…" His voice still seemed so absent. Lost in thoughts he twirled her hair around his finger. "I like it when you wear it open… You should not have to make such complex headdresses…"

Softly she took his hand. "It's part of my culture, Ani. I have to represent the Naboo."

"Well, on this mission you represent the Republic." His voice went into nearly whispering. "When are you going to represent yourself? For what you stand?"

She swallowed. "When are you going to start?"

And here they were standing caught in their dilemma.

Padmé leaned onto Anakin. "You know we both can never be completely free, Anakin. Not as long as there's the war. Not as long as we have a duty." A tear blinked in her eye.

How much she wished to tell everybody about Anakin… How much she wished to kiss him in public, to do long walks hand in hand with him… But this was not going to happen to soon…

He sighed, knowing that this conversation would not bring them further ahead, and took a red and yellow flower from one of the tables with the forces and stuck it in her hair carefully. "Now you look even more beautiful than normally."

"What shall this mean, is the flower making me so much better?"

He smiled. "No. But by comparing you to her, your beauty is even more overwhelming."

Laughing, she turned around herself with a bright smile. Then she suddenly stopped, lost in thoughts. "I once danced on Naboo. Before I went into politics."

"Why did you give up?"

She blinked. "I had nobody to dance with."

He raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Nobody?"

She blushed. "Well, there would have been some guys. But politics were always more important… to me."

Softly, Anakin took her in an embrace and touched her hair, worried. "You do not have to do this anymore, Padmé. If it is too much for you…"

"I enjoy my work, Anakin. But in these times… I just have the feeling nothing moves on."

They were standing in their embrace for a long time (or a few seconds, that felt like a long time). Finally, Anakin pulled back. "I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Okay."

He kissed her hand like a gentleman and left the room, leaving her smiling behind.

In this moment she realized he had avoid to tell her the truth once again. Why was he going to Obi-Wan instead of Ahsoka?

She sighed. But if it had been really important, Anakin would have told her, wouldn't he? He would never hide something from her.

At least she could visit Ahsoka, she would be happy about some company.

-/-/-

Obi-Wan could heard the knock the on the door even through his meditation, that had been the first relaxing since a few weeks.

"Come in."

Anakin stepped into the room (even with closed eyes was Obi-Wan able to recognize his old padawan's force signature).

"Hello, Anakin. What do you want?" As he opened his eyes he could see that Anakin was still standing at the door. Surprised, he raised an eyebrow. "I feel disturbance in you. What has happened?"

Anakin didn't answer and instead started to play with one of the wooden balls that were placed in Obi-Wan's quarters as décor, like the ones he had used as padawan to train the Force with.

Obi-Wan eyeballed Anakin closely. His old apprentice looked like he had a really terrible night behind him. "Anakin… Is everything okay?" Of course it wasn't, this was a question of formality.

"…Oh, err, yes… It's just… Ahsoka had a breakdown." He sounded tired. Were the things in his eyes tears?

Obi-Wan was shocked. "Oh Force, how?"

"The stress of the wound and the mission." Yes, they were tears for sure.

"She's going to be alright then, Anakin. Do not worry." A little bit helpless, Obi-Wan tried to calm him down. He knew of course how his old Padawan had to feel. Whenever Anakin had another accident with one of the starships, got injured or was reported missing for a few days, Obi-Wan was sick and going up walls himself till everything had worked out fine again.

The worst time had been after his hand had been cut off. Obi-Wan would always remember this day (also because of all the other events like the Battle of Geonosis, to mention something). But the scariest thing he remembered from this day was not all the dead Jedi, or Dooku, or the beginning of the war. He had, to be honest, just tried to forget them all in the moment, especially the friends lying in the sand of the arena. And later on, Dooku had taken his whole focus; there had been no time to think about anything else.

No, the clearest and also scariest thing he remembered was how he had been waiting for Anakin to wake up after they had replaced his hand. He had been so terrified about Anakin on that day, even though nobody had recognized.

When they had brought him in the arena, Obi-Wan's heart had stopped for a short moment, even though he had hid it under a sarcastic joke. Hadn't he been actually felt honored by his padawan, trying to help him against all orders?

And in the fight with Dooku… Anakin being slashed on a wall by lightening… Anakin had saved his life several times on this day… and had paid bitter later as Dooku had cut off his hand.

As he had been sitting there, he had just hoped Anakin would be alright. That his hand would be flesh and bones again by a wonder. Of course, this did not happen.

It had been his, Obi-Wan's fault, there was never a doubt in him about that.

And when Anakin finally awoke… No, Obi-Wan did not want to remember. Anakin had screamed in pain, even after 2 strong painkillers… Because of his high Midichlorian value, this pain medicine that would have killed a clone hadn't been enough. Obi-Wan remembered Anakin's tears as he recognized he had no right hand any longer and how he himself had tried to calm Anakin down. It had broken his heart.

Maybe he should have talked to somebody about this day, his pain, his worries, his fear… But he hadn't told Master Yoda or any other of his Jedi friends yet. And he actually didn't plan to do so.

Attachment was forbidden, even between Master and student.

But was this law always the right thing? He had come over this question more and more in last time, actually more than ever since Qui-Gon died.

Yes, attachments could also lead to the dark side, but it didn't have to. Or did it always, without anybody noticing?

He was so confused about the Jedi Code… But hadn't Anakin's attachment towards him, Obi-Wan, made him stop to moan over Satine's death?

Hadn't Anakin's attachment to Ahsoka made him believe in Ahsoka's innocence?

He had never questioned the Jedi code, even argued for it in his friendly disputes with his old master… Qui-Gon had never thought that the Code was the ultimate law for them all. They should trust in their feelings and the Force. Obi-Wan remembered that his old master had once mentioned a book…

In this moment Obi-Wan realized Anakin was still standing in his room. "Anakin, she'll be… There's something else, isn't it?"

"Yes, master. The healers say Ahsoka had a breakdown…"

"The healers say? Sounds like you don't believe them…"

"I would never question the healers, master." Yeah sure, Anakin, you would never do so… thought Obi-Wan. "It's just something Ahsoka has told me. About her breakdown."

"Well, what did she say?"

"That it was like an attack on her thoughts. A Force-Attack."

"A Force-Attack? But Anakin, this would mean…"

"I know." His voice was something between excited, fearful and suspicious. "This is why I'm coming to you. There's something else I didn't tell the order."

Ah, Anakin would tell him now finally. "Well, what is it?" He was seriously curious.

"The rifle with whom Ahsoka was shot… It was a republic model."

"Republic model?" Obi-Wan stumbled. "But Anakin, you know what you're accusing with this. That somebody in the Great Republic Army wants Ahsoka dead, maybe…"

"Yes, maybe the Jedi Council."

"But why would they do something like that, Anakin? It doesn't make sense – "

"Why did they accuse Ahsoka in the first place?" Anakin's voice had gotten higher, and he was close before screaming.

Obi-Wan tried to calm him down. "Anakin, I know you're still angry about the way Ahsoka was treated, but-"

"Angry? This is an understatement, Obi-Wan, I'm not angry, I'm still fretting and fuming."

"Yes, but Barris had given us false information, Anakin. We didn't mean to accuse Ahsoka because she was Ahsoka, it was just…"

"Yeah, you just said it… We." Now Anakin's voice was calm… dangerously calm.

"I'm not proud about my part in Ahsoka's trial, Anakin. You know I wasn't fully on top of the situation-"

"The death of your girlfriend was tragic, yes, but no excuse for letting Ahsoka down…"

"She was not my-"

And now Anakin screamed. "Oh yes, don't lie to me, you just never had the courage to tell her about your feelings."

Obi-Wan's eyes got small and he swallowed hard. Anakin had done one step too far. "Out! Get out of here, Anakin."

The younger men's eyes widened in horror as if he had just realized what he had said. "Oh god, Obi-Wan, I'm so sorry. Forgive me, please, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said something like that." His voice was a bidding.

Obi-Wan turned away, tears in his eyes. "Well… it's what you think, isn't it?"

"No! It's just…" His old apprentice looked for words. "I would have made different decisions maybe, but this was me, and you wouldn't be the master I have today if you'd decided differently. Please… I didn't mean what I said."

They were staring at each other silently, until Obi-Wan turned away. "We shouldn't make too fast assumptions about Ahsoka's attack, Anakin. I'd suggest we wait a little more time…"

Anakin nodded, still looking carefully at his master. Then he had to smile slightly. "I was an awful apprentice, wasn't I?"

Obi-Wan had to smile. "What do you mean by was, you still are." He had to grin, but then his grin froze a little. "Yoda suggested I should take a new apprentice."

Anakin laughed. "You want to get lost of me that fast? Gosh, I must have been more awful than I thought."

"I haven't decided if I take one yet."

Anakin shrugged, but seemed a little bit jealous about the fact he could ever be replaced. "Goodbye, Master!" Anakin bowed and then left the his master's quarters.

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