I'm really really really sorry for the late update. Again. I promise for real this time that I will get on a schedule. I hope you like this chapter. Oh, and I'm working on this idea for an 80s AU of Star Wars. I'll probably start it when I end this fic.- Kiera

CHAPTER 16

Ahsoka was exhausted. Days of working nonstop on the Death Star attack plan were wearing her out. Ahsoka had to deal with the fact that the Rebellion had very little information about it, aside from its location. She didn't even know if it was capable of being destroyed. Everything she was doing was completely theoretical. Ahsoka was sprawled on her bed, papers littering the space around her, trying to calculate the maximum number of TIE fighters a station of those proportions could accommodate.

She was halfway through the her computation of the density of the space station when something in her shut down. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe it was the lack of nutrients. Her brain suddenly stopped working. Ahsoka couldn't take this anymore. What she would give to be up in the stars with Skyguy. Hastily shrugging on a thin sweater, she left her room. Hopefully, her little expedition would clear her mind, and sharpen her strategic skills.

She rounded the corner from her room thoroughly annoyed. She had narrowly evaded seven people looking for a conversation. Then, Sherman from IT told her hello. Then, Ahsoka lost it. Poor Sherman got an earful of the hardships of devising a last minute plan for a station the size of a moon. Extremely disgruntled, she wondered what aspect of her screamed 'I want to talk'. She had dark circles under her eyes, raggedy clothes, and an expression that would make a full grown nexu cry in terror. Ahsoka was, in simple terms, completely done with everyone.

She ducked into a secluded doorway and pressed her back against the cool door. She could hear the faint tinkling of a fountain behind it. Curious, she cautiously opened it, stepping into what seemed to be an oasis. Vines snaked the walls, and flowers wreathed the ceiling. The floor was blanketed with mist. Some of it had condensed onto her forehead. A beautiful, metallic fountain was filled with a crystal blue water. An arbor had blossoming flowers dangling from dark green ivy. Bushes full of pink and purple buds circled the room. A intricate bench was nestled between two bushy trees, providing shade.

Ahsoka eagerly nestled herself into the serene alcove. Ahsoka sat there listening to the fountain's quiet gurgles. She closed her eyes and released her consciousness into the force. It sang with the gentle light pf the twins. It was quite refreshing. She had become very fond of her Master's infants. Their innocence was one that had been missing from the galaxy. Looking at them, it gave her hope for the future of thus universe.

The sound of slight snoring awoke Ahsoka. Adjacent to her was Lux, his eyes closed, head slumped on his shoulders. He looked so peaceful, different from his usual serious self. She smiled to herself. Then, Lux did the unexpected. He rolled onto Ahsoka, head resting on her lap.

Ahsoka had three options. Option 1, wake up Lux, but that one would probably annoy him. She didn't want to spend all day with a cranky Lux. Option 2, she could roll with it and just let him sleep. She decided against that one when she felt Lux's drool seep through her leggings. Option 3 was by far the best one, she would use the Force to lift Lux's head. Then she would stealthily run away. Hopefully, Lux would have no memory of the incident and she would get off scot free.

Ignoring the growing patch of drool on her thigh, she gently levitated his head several inches in the air. Lux groaned and shifted in his slumber. Silently, Ahsoka crept towards the doorway, ever so slightly inching away from Lux. Lux's hair was bedraggled on one side, standing straight up. He had a cowlick on his left forehead. Ahsoka, stared at him, mesmerized by his long lashes, and boyish face. Her boot snagged in a vine, and she was sent toppling into the bushes. As a result, Lux's head slammed onto the bench.

Immediately, Lux's eyes shot open, his head sporting a big purple bump. " Ow," he groaned. " Why'd you do that?"

Blushing profusely, Ahsoka meekly stood up, wringing her ochre hands. " I ,well , you, um, kinda fell asleep on me. I had no choice," she said awkwardly.

"Oh, sorry about that." He attempted to stand but instead clutched his throbbing head. 3

Ahsoka rushed over to his side. Lux removed his hand from his injury and found scarlet blood puddling on his palm. Ahsoka winced at the sight. Suddenly, she placed her warm hands on his head.

Puzzled, Lux asked, " Ahsoka, what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to heal you. I don't know if this will work or not, but you'll have to trust me."

Reluctantly, Lux complied, relaxing into her hands. Ahsoka opened herself to the Force once more, sending calming waves towards Lux. He radiated pain as well as a deep set concern for something. She focused on his presence filling him with her light. She felt his concern wash over her again, this time more solid and clear. Ahsoka was shocked to see the blurred image of a woman with a head cover Lux's mind. Still, she pushed forward focusing on his pain. She gave him comfort and healing.

Slowly but surely, she felt the wound begin to close up. She removed her hands, and grinned at Lux. "All fixed."

She had elected not to tell Lux what she saw. She was still unsure about what that meant and decided to sleep on it. Lux reached out towards her and brushed away a vine tangled in one of her montrals. Ahsoka felt tingles arch up her montral. She felt as if she was filled with air. Lux began to walk towards the door.

" Thanks for healing me. I have to go, but do you want to meet me here tomorrow? "

On an impulse, she nodded and Lux left her to sit on the bench, contemplating on her discovery.

As the entrance to the botanical gardens, Lux sighed. He didn't want to lead Ahsoka on. Lux was only interested in a compleltely platonic friendship with her. He had missed Ahsoka, but he wasn't looking for a relationship. He smacked his hand against his forehead. Why, why did he have to ask to see her tomorrow.

He guessed that it was due to the fact that his only other companion was an enemy of the Old Republic. The late night trips to the mess hall and the strain of constantly lying to his superiors was getting to him. He was mortified that he slipped up and passed out on her. He checked the time, and groaned, Barriss was most likely waiting for dinner. Hopefully, he could get a nice, warm cup of caf at the kitchen.

Okay. Okay. You got me. I originally shipped Ahsoka and Lux, but then things changed. So yeah in the context of this story that ship is totally a none thing now. I'm sure some of you will be able to tell where this is heading. I feel bad making Ahsoka the Bolin (kinda) of this situation, but it had to be done. for those of you who watched Legend of Korra, you can probably tell what's going to happen next. No spoilers. Oh, and when this story ends Lux is still going to be single. Hint hint.-Kiera