"I take it that you weren't planning to stick around." Obi-Wan said to Anakin who sat on the floor, shackled to the wall, bloody and beaten. But not as bad as Obi-Wan. "No, I wasn't... I just hope Ahsoka got out OK." He said, looking down. "Well, for all we know, she could be dead. I don't sense anything in this place... Not even the droids." Obi-Wan said as if he hadn't just been beaten a minute ago.

The word, 'Dead' was the thing that made his eyes shoot open, his head snap up, and anger broil in his blood. "Don't you dare say Ahsoka's dead! She's smarter than that!" He shouted, clenching his hands into fists. "Anakin, calm down." The Jedi cautioned... Anakin slumped to the wall and let out a rickety breath.

"You've formed an attachment to Ahsoka, Anakin. Sometimes it feels as if you care more about your padawan than Senator Amidala." Obi-Wan said after the silence became unbearable. Anakin knew this feeling... He didn't try to fight it either. He's already lost his mother to Tusken Raiders. And Ahsoka was like... His only source of sanity to get away from that memory. Obi-Wan knew about Anakin and Padme. For a while. But never said anything, the feelings for the Senator completely showable.

"What difference does it make? We're gonna die here anyway!" Anakin strangled angry. "Don't be so sure, Anakin... Ahsoka will come back. And if she does, she'll be thrown in here WITH us, or escape with us." Obi-Wan said. Anakin bit down on his bloody lip. "How do you know she's gonna come back?" Anakin said. "She's taken lessons from you hasn't she? And if there's one thing you've taught her, it's to NOT follow orders." He smirked at the Jedi Knight.

"You're right... And Ahsoka's a fighter. She won't give up that easily... I know this." He said. Obi-Wan felt his love for the Padawan... "You shouldn't form attachments, Anakin. It can only lead to heartbreak." He cautioned. "Oh, give it a rest, would you?" He said, rolling his eyes and shifting on the floor. "I mean, haven't you ever been emotionally attached to someone... Anyone?" The questioned seemed to strangle Obi-Wan's throat as he thought of her...

"Gracie." He breathed restlessly. "Gracie..." Anakin lingered at the name. "My sister was my biggest attachment." He admitted. "Whoa, back up! You have a sister?!" Anakin said, oblivious as to what he was hearing... "Had. She's dead now... I swear, One minute... she was giggling as she hid Qui-Gon's lightsaber from him under my mattress, which got me into trouble..." He smiled at the thought.

And then his smile faded. "Then the next... She was gone. Me and Qui Gon searched for weeks... Weeks dragged into months... She's dead. And all because I let my guard down. You turn your back for a minute, just for one minute! And everything crashes into flames. Anakin, watch what you say to Ahsoka... You don't want to end up like me. Don't let Ahsoka die like I let Gracie die..." He was pleading to him.

It took Anakin a few seconds to comprehend what he was saying. "I promise, Master... I promise."

"You still sure you're up for this?" Demitri asked Gracie once again before she hopped into the plane. "I'm not just going to sit back and let my brother die, Demitri! Of course I'm up for it... I promise that I'll be back alive..." She hugged her commanding officer and best friend before boarding the ship with Ahsoka.

"Ready for this, Gracie?" The Jedi asked. Gracie shifted easily in her leather jumpsuit and nodded. But something was still bugging her... This ship was large enough for a whole militia to fit on board and have room left over. They had rooms in the ship too. Gracie walked down the metal hallways of the ship before stopping. "Ahsoka... Can I ask you something?" She said. "Anything."

"Have you... Have you ever, you know... Projected yourself, somewhere else?" She asked. "I... I don't know what you mean." The Youngling stood there, bewildered. "Well... When I was in my tent... All I could think about was my brother... And then, I felt my soul leave my body... Literally. And there I was. I saw My brother... The Cyborg, the droids, the facility... Anakin. I saw it all. And they were both being beaten. Badly." Gracie admitted, biting her lip.

I then felt a little dizzy. "Gracie... Gracie, are you OK?" Ahsoka asked. I then felt it again. My soul separated from my body and I was shoved forward into somewhere else. I lurched forward and looked around... "Obi-Wan, stay awake!" I looked down and my brother was at my feet... He could not have looked more terrible. I watched as Anakin kicked Obi-Wan's leg.

He looked at the Knight. "What? We're going to die soon anyway... Soon I can finally see my sister. And apologize." He said, in the verge of tears. "No... He still thinks I'm dead." Gracie muttered before getting on her knees and touching her brother's shoulder. Her hand lay there before she wrapped him in a touchless embrace and cried.

"You won't die tonight brother. Not if I can help it!" She said, cursing at... Nobody. They couldn't see her. Nor hear her. But just then, She felt Obi-Wan's skin quiver and his head shot up... "Gracie..." He whispered. Before she could react, Gracie was launched back into a gasping realm, short of breath.

"Ah! AH!" Gracie screamed at the top of her lungs... Her brother can't think she's dead... Can he?