The moment her Master was aboard the shuttle, Ahsoka lead him instantly to the back of the shuttle where Obi-Wan was lain out on the floor, a circle of on looking clones surrounding him.

"Out of my way!" growled Anakin as he knelt and took his place by Obi-Wan's side. Oh Sith, but he looked awful. He was cataleptic, bleeding heavily and damaged inside as well as out. His face was swollen and lacerated. His extremities were severely fractured and stuck out at odd angles.

"Obi-Wan, you never do anything half way do you?" Anakin said. He placed his hand on Obi-Wan's chest and probed deeply within the Force to see where the most damage was. Anakin's heart sank. Obi-Wan was barely clinging on to life.

"You think I would let you go that easily, Master?" Anakin closed his eyes, gathered the Force around himself and around Obi-Wan and attempted to resuscitate him. "Come on Obi-Wan," he said within the Force. "Let me in." The second part of Obi-Wan's rescue mission had begun. His life was now in the hands of his former apprentice.

Ahsoka knelt silently next to her master, ready to help in any way that she could. Clones were anxiously gathered around the Jedi, watching silently and hoping desperately that General Kenobi could be saved. Two clone medics stood poised and ready to spring back into action, but knew that for now, they were out of their depth.

Fervently wishing that a Master Jedi Healer was present, Anakin desperately continued to try to make contact with Obi-Wan's Force signature and invite it back from the abyss in which it hid. Obi-Wan's body was running out of time, and Anakin wouldn't be able to support it if Obi-Wan's spirit didn't have the will to survive.

"Obi-Wan," he called into the swirling nothingness. "Come back to me!"

Probing with extreme sensitivity, Anakin finally felt a slight pulse of a Force signature. He fiercely honed in on it, wrapping his own Force strength around it and flushing it with hope and light and strength.

Obi-Wan's Force signature stirred as Anakin fed it with his own energies.

Ahsoka watched in awe as her Master concentrated and an immense surge of Force energy swelled within the shuttle. It was unlike anything she had ever seen or felt. It was so much… power.

Finally, after long moments, General Kenobi's chest jerked and then began to rise and fall naturally. Anakin opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

"He's back," he said to Ahsoka.

Tears of joy streamed down her face and the Clones cheered.

"He's not out of danger yet though. I need to stay with him. How long until we reach the Jedi Temple?"

"Four standard hours, Master," supplied Ahsoka.

Anakin nodded and placed his hand back on Obi-Wan's. "He needs you too, Padawan. Can you help?"

Ahsoka quickly knelt down too and began to concentrate on Master Obi-Wan, helping Anakin to keep him alive until they reached the Temple.

In four hours' time, Anakin felt an armored hand on his shoulder. "General Skywalker, we've arrived. Healers are on the way, sir."

Anakin looked up at Rex with exhausted eyes and then coaxed his Padawan beside him out of her trance. Thank the Force, he thought. He had poured everything he had left into Obi-Wan and was relieved to finally be able to place him in the care of the experts. By his side, Ahsoka had done the same.

The shuttle landed at the Jedi Temple and a team of Master Healers jogged up the ramp. Anakin watched as they collected Obi-Wan on a stretcher and shouted to each other urgently. He followed them down the ramp and across the landing pad toward the entrance of the Temple. There were Jedi crowded on either side of them, craning their necks and probing with their feelings to see how Master Obi-Wan Kenobi was faring. As he walked, a healer caught up to Anakin and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You've done all you can do. Come with me now, Anakin," she said kindly.

He ignored her and roughly shrugged her hand off his shoulder without a word. As he continued to follow Obi-Wan's entourage of Healers, his vision becoming a narrow tunnel in which he could only see the stretcher carrying his friend.

The healer put her hand back onto his shoulder. Before he could shrug it off again, another healer put his hand on the back of Anakin's neck.

Anakin tried to angrily protest, but felt his world darkening and his knees buckling.

"It's OK now, Master," he heard his apprentice whisper into his mind before he succumbed.

Ahsoka helped the healers carry her master the rest of the way to the Halls of Healing.