Alright here I am again with another update!

Chapter 2- Disappearance

Walking through the bodies a skewed on the ground, Cody made his way to the center of the large blast mark and served the area. The medical team were taking care of the injured and wounded, while the clones escorted the ones already looked over inside to the med bay. He then looked among the dead or yet to be tended to on the ground to see if he could find the commanders. From the looks of it they were missing…or worse.

"Commander, I've found something!" Scamp called. He had a broken arm which was already in a sling.

Cody jogged over to him. "What is it?"

Scamp was kneeling on the ground looking at something. Turning to look at Cody, Scamp held up something cylinder and covered in ash. Cody couldn't believe his eyes and took the delicate weapon into his hands.

"Did you find anything else?" he asked softly.

"No sir," Scamp said sadly.

"Good work. If you find anything else just tell me." He turned and headed for the base.

He entered the base and headed for the command center. General Kenobi and General Par were standing by the window, looking worriedly through it. They heard his footsteps as he approached them.

"Cody, anything?" Obi-wan asked worried.

Cody didn't answer, but he handed the general the lightsaber. Obi-wan gasped as he looked at the weapon now resting in his hands. It was Sasha's.

"I'm sorry sir," he said. "This all we found of them. There were no bodies. They are missing."

Obi-wan closed his eyes and clutched the saber tightly in his hands.

"Thank you…Cody," he stammered. "If you find anything…please tell me…You're dismissed."

Cody nodded and left, sorrow hanging the air.

When Cody had come in, Obi-wan hoped for good news, not…not what actually happened. Now he clutched Sasha's saber in his hand and tears were threatening to breakout. With Cody gone now, Obi-wan silently made his way to his quarters. He needed to be alone.

Jac, frowning, jogged after him.

"Obi-wan, are you alright?" he asked.

Obi-wan stopped, his head lowered, and shook his head no.

"Look I know that you are upset," he said. "But I still sense my padawan in the force and I know you do too."

"I do, Jac," Obi-wan said. "She's still alive, but I don't know where she is. I can't locate her with the force…which worries me. All I feel is a slight presence in the force of her and only enough to reassure me she is alive…"

Jac placed a hand on his back. "We will find them… I promise. I'm worried about Cayden too."

"I know," he paused. "Send a squad out with you to look for them… I need to be alone for a minute then I'll join you."

Jac nodded, patting his back before leaving gathering a small squad of the troops. Obi-wan entered his quarters and sank down on the bed. He looked down at her saber in his hands. It was covered in ash and dirt. He grabbed a cloth and cleaned it. Gently scrubbing it, he remembered when he got captured while trying to get it for her birthday. When he was done, he could see his reflection in it.

A single tear fell and landed on the hilt. Why was he crying? She was missing, not dead. He then realized why he was. He and Sasha had only been together for about half a year, and already have been like brother and sister… father and daughter. They grew on each other in a way that was different then his and Anakin's relationship. In a way he loved Sasha like she was his own blood, but attachments, in any way, shape or form, were forbidden.

Sighing, he wiped his tears and set her saber on his pillow. He decided to go and help Jac. The quicker they find them…the better.

Aww…sad face…poor Obi…and Jac. Oh where, oh where, oh where are the padawans?!