Sorry that I haven't updated for a few days. Kinda had an issue with another user here. But, we'll start to get Ahsoka back on track in this chapter.

Ahsoka was soon released from the Med Bay. She had suffered some damage to the head, and the emotional slash of losing Lux didn't help her recovery. She was now beginning to go to sleep without crying, and was picking up the pieces of life.

She walked through the Temple halls… meditating, thinking. The Force was powerful, and worked in mysterious ways. She recalled her master telling her she had been pronounced dead after being found in space, but then was alive again. Her blaster wound had since healed, and she searched daily for any news of Lux, dead or alive. She even pushed to go back to The Citadel, but was refused.

His life force could not be sensed, which usually meant he had passed on to the Place of Lights. She still had dreams about him. He would never truly leave her. Her soul longed to find him… or even data on his death. Perhaps he had been cast into the lake before her.

Why had all this happened? Surely it was for a greater purpose, but why so many deaths? Was this the reason that the Jedi forbid attachment? She was confused on what was attachment, and how it all fit together for a grand galactic design. She had been refused missions, for she needed to sort out her emotions before dealing with others… or so Master Yoda said.

She bumped into a teen. "I'm sorry." She spoke quickly, and looked up.

She smiled slightly when she recognized him. "Ahsoka, have you forgotten me already?" The boy asked.

"Kelt Wilar, why would I forget you? You almost got me killed." She smirked.

"True, but you forget I'm the one who helped you through the Padawan Trials 2 years before you were supposed to take them."

She rolled her eyes. Kelt was a little bit full of himself, but he was a good friend to have around, since they had grown up together. Kelt was a few years older than her, but he was still considered slightly childish in Ahsoka's mind. Still, a conversation with him was always lighthearted, and very few had trouble getting along with him.

He turned and motioned for her to follow him. She walked next to him, and he solemnly asked, "How are you holding up?"

She sighed. "Better than a few months ago, I guess. Still hard to lose so many close to you. Lux was the one who seemed to always be in the right place at the right time."

"What does that make me? The awkward Togrutan in the corner?" He chuckled.

"Would you please stop bringing that up? That was my first day in the Temple, and at the age of three, I wasn't exactly a social butterfly."

"It took you a year to talk to anyone."

"It did not!"

"Did too."

"Did not!"

"Did too."

She sighed again. "You're impossible."

"At least the first thing I did when someone teased me wasn't slapping them in the face."

"I apologized for that a decade ago. You know that."

"You bit me, too."

"I was six."

"Your gums have a neurotoxin in them. I spent a week in the Med Bay."

"I said I was sorry."

He chuckled. He never dropped anything embarrassing or hilarious anyone did, and Ahsoka was no different. They bickered like this for another good hour or so before ending up in the Hall. It was just the dignified name for the Jedi dining area.

"Essa bread as a side. Hey Ahsoka, do you remember that day a few years back, when you put the Essa bread—"

"I told you to forget that! I don't need to remember that. You told me that constantly."

"But wasn't Master Yoda's reaction—"

She slapped him across the cheek. "You talk about the Essa bread incident one more time, and I'll bite you again."

"Intimidation in the Temple, now?"

"Oh, get a grip. You were a tortured prisoner of Grievous once, you can live through a Togrutan bite."

He pulled up his sleeve to reveal a discolored spot on his arm. "I don't want another one like this, especially to ruin my handsome face."

She shoved him as he laughed. He visualized himself as being handsome, and Ahsoka always got tired of it.

And so life in the Temple began to regulate itself for our Ahsoka, and life began to hum its rhythm once again. But one thing changed forever. Her heart. It used to be warm and inviting. But now, all feelings within were kept there, and none could enter. After having part of it torn away, the gates that were eternally open were shut and locked.

In the center of the figurative garden was a tomb. One lay there, and all deep feelings lay with him. Love's journey seemed over, for a tomb was the end of all things.

But, there was one thing that could take her mind off her life's many losses.

An unforgettable mission.

You don't have to leave a review, this was just a chapter for Ahsoka's recovery, and preparation for a nice mission.