Anakin spent the whole flight back to Coruscant in the hangar. When he felt the ship land, he hurried out without waiting for Ahsoka, who had gone back up to the bridge or Obi-Wan.

He frowned as he noticed his surroundings. This wasn't Coruscant! The landscape was lush and green, unlike the dreary grey buildings that covered Coruscant. It kind of reminded him of Mortis...

Suddenly, the landscape wilted and the dark side approached in the form of a hooded figure.

"Who are you," Anakin demanded. "Where am I?"

"That is not important," the man hissed.

Anakin went for his lightsaber, intending to force the information out of the man, but to his surprise, it was gone.

"Looking for this?" The man smirked, holding out Anakin's lightsaber.

"How did you...?"

The man cut him off. "Anakin Skywalker. The Hero With no Fear. That name is a joke. You have more fear than most Jedi. You fear loss, fear itself. Yet, you keep your fear hidden, as it its an emotion, among many, that Jedi are not supposed to feel."

Anakin swallowed against the bad feeling rising in his throat. Those words rang true. But how did this stranger know?

"And among the Jedi, you are known as the Chosen One, the one who will bring balance to the Force and save the galaxy. But how will you save the galaxy if you cannot save your Padawan?"

The man waved a hand and the gathering mist cleared to reveal Ahsoka. She lay on the ground, deathly pale and she did not move.

For an instance, Anakin was back on Mortis, watching Ahsoka crumple to the ground, lifeless. He snapped back to the presence."What have you done to her?" Anakin raced toward her but before he could reach her, Ahsoka faded away.

Anakin spun around to face the man, alarmed.

"You've been too late before," the man said. "You will not be able to save her twice."

"Believe me, I know," Anakin said, still not understanding what was happening.

"This is you're only warning, Skywalker," the man hissed. "Fate frowned upon the girl the day you took her as your Padawan. If you continue to train her, Ahsoka Tano will not live to become a Jedi Knight."

With that, the mysterious man vanished and the landscape grew darker and darker...

Anakin jerked upright on his bed, gasping. He glanced around and his breathing slowed and sighed in relief. He was in his quarters in the Jedi Temple.

It had only been a dream. That may have been comforting, except the last time he had a dream as terrifying as that, it had come true. His mother had died.

Suddenly, there was a knock at his door. "Master, the Council has called for us," Ahsoka said.

Now everything came back to Anakin. They had arrived on Coruscant at a late hour and the Council had called off the meeting until the next day. Anakin had been so tired, he had fallen asleep fully dressed.

He exited his quarters and fell into step beside Ahsoka and without appearing to, he gave her a once-over. Her skin was a healthy orange and her eyes were as bright as ever.

Was my dream a warning, or just a dream? Anakin wondered. It was understandable if it was a dream, he was still haunted by her close call on Mortis. But if it was a warning... He would not let what he saw come true.

Ahsoka pretended not to notice the concerned looks her Master was throwing at her, but eventually she got fed up with them. She stopped walking and faced him.

"OK, Master. Whats is it?"

"What is what?"

Ahsoka knew faked innocence when she saw it. "You've been looking at me like I'm on my deathbed."

For some reason, those word shook him up, his friendly composure wavered slightly, but held.

"You're seeing things, Ahsoka," Anakin said in a tone that meant 'drop the subject.'

Ahsoka took the hint. What are you keeping from me? She wondered, frustrated. She knew something had happened to her on Mortis, something big. But she couldn't remember, and Anakin refused to tell her.

For not the first time, Ahsoka didn't like having such a secretive Master.