Hello there.

So, you liked the first chapter? Thought so. Otherwise, you wouldn't be reading this, now would you? I hope you enjoy the story I have created, which I have to warn you is completely AU. I've read a lot of fanfics about Obi-Wan and you know what I noticed? There are hardly any that delve deep into what the Kenobi family could've been like. Lets change that, shall we?

They were crashing. Again.

Obi-Wan thought he shouldn't be surprised really, as soon as Anakin had entered his life crashing ships had become an every-other-week occurrence, especially since the Clone Wars had started. He never really had enjoyed flying; he preferred to keep his feet on the ground where he was certain he wouldn't fall to his death. Of course, some people would say his viewpoint was biased, with all the crashes Anakin had caused, even though he repeatedly told Obi-Wan it wasn't his fault, which Obi-Wan thought was debatable.

Whatever the case, Obi-Wan was starting to really hate when the ships (he liked to call them flying metal death contraptions when they were being piloted by Anakin) crashed for whatever reason. This time was no different.

Obi-Wan was currently gripping the console in front of him for dear life, Anakin seated in the pilot seat next to him. Ahsoka, Rex and Cody were behind them, Anakin's trusty R2 unit at the wall controls trying to stabilize the ship. The ship itself was entering the planet's atmosphere, the combined speed and force making the ship heat up like a turkey at Christmas, the metal on the outside of the ship turning a glowing molten orange while flames caused by enemy fire savagely intensified. It didn't exactly look encouraging.

"R2, get this ship stabilized!" Anakin yelled over the warning sirens and beeping lights that littered the console.

The droid beeped louder in response, working quicker than before. However, the ship chose that exact moment to malfunction, hundreds of volts of electricity flowing through the console, which R2 was operating. The little droid let out an inhuman scream as it was flung to the other side of the ship.

"R2! Are you ok?" Ahsoka ran over to the droid, holding onto the walls for support as the ship flew with increasing sudden jolts and lurches in all directions. She helped the droid up to its mechanical feet; it's head spinning wildly.

"Well, that certainly can't be a good sign." Obi-Wan commented from his seat, Anakin shooting him a glare as he fought with the controls.

"I'm afraid it's going to be a bumpy landing." Anakin informed his friends, his face set in a grim but determined expression.

"Anakin, it's called crashing. We're crashing!" Obi-Wan all but nearly shouted, his patience wearing thin.

"We are not crashing, Obi-Wan." Anakin firmly corrected, flicking a few switches while doing so.

"Well, what do you call this then?" the Jedi Master replied incredulously, gesturing his hands to the definitely, in his opinion, crashing ship.

"I don't know, aggressively falling? Flying in reverse? Anything that doesn't make it sound like we're flying a ship that's falling apart." Anakin angrily retorted, turning to face his old Master.

"First, they're just other words for crashing. Second, WE ARE FLYING A SHIP THAT'S FALLING APART!" Obi-Wan yelled, just as sparks flew from the console, making Anakin curse. The dark haired Jedi turned back to focus on flying, trying desperately to gain control.

"At least we're flying most of a ship. It could be worse." Anakin stated after a few precious seconds, though he kept his eyes on where he was flying this time.

"Could be worse?" Obi-Wan spluttered. "How?"

"You could be unconscious like last time." Anakin answered, grinning at Obi-Wan. The older man just bitterly smiled back.

"Anakin, with the way you fly, that would be a blessing right now." Obi-Wan dryly shot back, diverting Anakin's attention again.

"Hey!"

"Would you two shut up, I think we have bigger problems right now!" Ahsoka quickly interrupted, pointing a finger at a huge, weird and alien tree they were about to crash into. In their argument, Anakin had become distracted, focusing more on Obi-Wan than the fast approaching ground.

With Jedi reflexes, Anakin tried to swerve out of the way, barely missing the purple colored branches. In fact, the highest branches did catch the ship, tearing pierces of the under belly away. Anakin let out a loud curse, nearly loosing control completely.

"I think we're only flying half a ship now."

"Shut up Obi-Wan!"

That was when Anakin did loose control completely, the republic ship finally falling the last few meters, smashing into the ground, creating a massive crater in its wake.

When Anakin woke up, his head was killing him, sparks flying off the console in front of him. Groaning, he lifted his head of the console and examined the scene around him. Obi-Wan was out cold in the seat next to him, blood dripping from his forehead and by the way his own head was spinning, Anakin expected he probably had a similar cut above his brow. Ahsoka, Rex and Cody were also unconscious on the floor and R2 seemed to be trapped under a part of collapsed metal ceiling. He remembered there were other clones, some injured, in other parts of the ship since the small cabin couldn't hold everyone. He tried to wake Obi-Wan first.

"Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan!" Anakin even gave him an experimental shove but his old Master didn't even stir. He was breathing - he could tell that even from this distance so he wasn't dead, thank the force. Why was it that his old Master always ended up unconscious? Anakin groaned - he'd have to carry him out of the ship. Again.

"Skyguy?" It was Ahsoka. At least his Padawan could be reliable, Anakin thought.

"Yes snips?" He groggily replied, trying to turn in his seat so he could see her.

"We've crashed again, haven't we?" She asked, heaving herself up onto unsteady feet. She looked relatively unharmed, aside from the possible numerous bruises she'd get later.

"For the last time, we didn't-" Anakin stopped mid-sentence as she raised an eyebrow at him. It was a look that said 'say it, I dare you'. He shut up pretty quickly. "Forget it, wake up Rex and Cody. I'll get R2."

"What about Master Kenobi?" She asked, frowning.

"Out cold, as per fricking usual." Anakin muttered, obviously annoyed about his old master's state.

Ahsoka knew he could get frustrated when he was worried about something or in this situation, someone. She nodded, already walking over to the two clones.

While she woke up Rex and Cody, Anakin used the force and the extra strength from his metal arm to move the metal bars off his favorite droid, who let out a stream of thankful beeps when he finally finished. After helping the droid to it's mechanical feet like Ahsoka had done only moments before, he brushed any extra debris and dust off the droid, smiling fondly.

"There you are buddy, that better?" He asked the droid who responded instantly, beeping and chirping.

"I know, I know. It's not your fault the systems overloaded." This time R2 let out a longer beep which made Anakin smile in response.

"Master, they're waking up!" Ahsoka called, Rex and Cody slowing standing up beside her. Anakin quickly walked over, grabbing Rex's arm to give him some much-needed support. When Anakin was sure they were relatively unharmed, his eyes quickly scanning them for injuries as a reflex, he instantly fell back into the demeanor of a General.

"Ahsoka, go to the storage rooms and grab as many supplies as you can; ammunition, food - everything. Take it outside. Cody, you go get the others and if they're unconscious, wake them up." Anakin ordered, Ahsoka and the clone commander now on high alert.

"Got it."

"Yes, sir." The two ran off, following the orders.

"What about us general?" Rex asked, now standing on his own. He looked even less harmed than Ahsoka, his armor successfully protecting him.

"We, Rex, are going to carry Obi-Wan. He's unconscious. Again."

"Again?" Rex repeated. Anakin could sense the clone was grinning under his helmet.

"Yep. Out cold." Anakin replied over his shoulder as he walked towards the still motionless Obi-Wan. Rex just chuckled and shook his head in response.

The two of them hauled Obi-Wan's limp body up, swinging one of his arms over each of their shoulders. They made their way through the ship, trying to avoid the most damaged sections as best as they could, which was probably a lost cause - pieces of the ceiling were hanging down from everywhere, sparks flying and wires dangling in every direction you looked. The lights were flickering on and off, still deciding if they were going to work. When they finally found the exit, they were met with a caved in ceiling, the debris effectively blocking their way out.

"Here, hold him." Anakin unhooked Obi-Wan's arm from where it rested across his shoulder, leaving Rex to support Obi-Wan's weight on his own.

Anakin quickly set to work on moving the debris out of the way, using a mixture of physical strength and the force to move the metal to where it would no longer be a problem. When he finally reached the console that controlled the doors, he furiously slammed his fist against it, already knowing from how the console lights were cracked and spitting sparks that it was no longer working. Anakin let out another loud curse when it remained unresponsive (even after several more hits), his anger over the whole situation really not helping his mood.

He was having a really bad day.

"I could try and override the systems, sir." Rex suggested, still supporting Obi-Wan's limp body. Anakin just shook his head in response, moving towards the door as he took his lightsaber off his belt.

"There's no time." Anakin growled, activating his lightsaber. He plunged it into the door, carving a circle in it without even thinking. The metal melted upon impact, glowing a furious molten orange as he forced his lightsaber through the door. When he finished, he deactivated his lightsaber before kicking the door with as much force as he could muster, the carved circle of the door falling through, revealing the violet forests of the planet they had landed on.

Anakin didn't waste time on admiring the view – he had seen enough planets to not be awed by them anymore. Instead he turned back to Rex, returning to help the clone Captain carry his former Master from the ship.

Cody and the rest of the clones came out soon after them, the injured leaning against their brothers. Ahsoka followed, pushing crates, promptly followed by R2.

They stood there, a throng of clones and Jedi, looking at the more or less destroyed ship. Small fires were still eating at the hull of the ship, the metal itself a mauled and dinted mess. Half the ship was under the ground, stray pieces of metal scattered across the violet grass and the giant crater it had made when it had landed.

"Well, it could have been worse." Anakin said at last, breaking the silence.

As if on cue, the ship then exploded, debris flying everywhere. They all instinctively shielded their faces or jumped out of the way of the debris, the shock of the explosion causing some of them to be unable to dodge in time, leading to some close calls as debris sailed millimeters away from their heads or limbs. The small company coughed and spluttered as smoke clouded their vision, the whole ship now on fire.

Anakin just viewed the destroyed ship with barely concealed surprise, his eyes a lot wider than before.

"I stand corrected."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes at her Master's comment.

Obi-Wan woke to the sound of fire crackling, and after opening his eyes, he saw the glowing embers from the fire flying up like fireflies into the diamond-jeweled night sky, thousands of precious white stars waiting for them. He blinked repeatedly, still caught in the weariness that came with just waking up from a deep, peaceful sleep. He became suddenly aware of the massive headache that was slowly creeping up on him, and after closing his eyes again, he groaned, pulling a hand up to his hold his bandaged forehead in the process. He was about to sit up when a hand was placed on his shoulder, gently pushing him down again.

"Careful, General. I'm afraid you hit your head pretty bad." It was Cody, as careful as ever.

"What happened?" Obi-Wan croaked out, wincing at his tender forehead.

"You don't remember?" Cody asked, concern leaking into his voice. Obi-Wan was about to answer that he didn't when he stopped, his mouth open to speak before he snapped it shut. He frowned, turning his gaze to Cody once again.

"Anakin crashed the ship again, didn't he?" Obi-Wan replied, a knowing expression on his face. When Cody replied, you could tell he was smiling, even with his helmet still on.

"You didn't hit your head too hard then."

"Actually, I can't remember much but if you'd have known Anakin as long as I have, it doesn't take a genius to work it out." Obi-Wan grumbled, trying to sit up again. Cody was too busy laughing to even protest.

"Hey, I'm not that bad!" Anakin exclaimed, sat next to Rex and Ahsoka near the fire. The Captain and Padawan in question were trying to contain their own amusement, though that was failing quite miserably. The other clones weren't having much success either.

"If you weren't 'that bad', you wouldn't have crashed the ship in the first place Anakin." Obi-Wan retorted, smirking at how his former Padawan's eyes sparked with anger at the statement.

"I didn't crash the ship." Anakin growled through clenched teeth.

"No Master, of course not." Ahsoka interjected.

"Thank you! See, even snips agrees with me." Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at Ahsoka who only smiled mischievously in response. Oh, she was up to something all right.

"Yeah, Anakin didn't crash the ship." Ahsoka went on, Anakin nodding in agreement as she said it, his eyes fixed on Obi-Wan, trying to convince of his point of view. Ahsoka wasn't finished yet though. "He just caused it to explode instead."

"Exactly – Wait what?" Anakin's horrified face said it all, Ahsoka next to him laughing uncontrollably.

"You made the ship explode?" Obi-Wan asked incredulously, not believing it. Well, actually he could. Anakin had done more crazy things.

"It wasn't my fault it exploded!" Anakin quickly protested, making Obi-Wan raise an eyebrow. "And before you say anything, technically it wasn't on fire." Anakin argued.

"Of course it wasn't on fire! You completely blew it up!" Obi-Wan indignantly yelled, his voice increasing in volume.

"But it wasn't my fault!" Anakin continued to protest, whining more than anything.

"And I'm guessing it wasn't your fault it crashed either." Obi-Wan questioned, which resulted in Anakin's gaze darkening, anger filtering into his features. Ahsoka had stopped laughing now, as had the clones, the mood changing in seconds.

"Well, if you had stuck to the plan Master then I would have never have had to crash the ship!" Anakin jabbed a finger at Obi-Wan, another of their famous fights already starting.

"I didn't know that turning right would lead straight to a battalion of droids!" Obi-Wan shot back, a hint of anger in his own voice, which was unusual for the normally carefully composed Jedi Master.

"We went over the directions in the briefing!" Anakin argued furiously, his temper igniting.

"Obviously not those ones!" Obi-Wan retorted, trying to find ground to stand on that would win him the argument.

"Yes, we did. Weren't you listening master?" Ahsoka asked, cutting into the conversation. She looked worried now, and after realizing what she had been implying, so did Anakin. Obi-Wan was always the responsible one, the serious one – if he hadn't been listening to the briefing they had on their mission, well, something was obviously wrong. Something serious.

"Of course I was listening Ahsoka. I wouldn't be that irresponsible." Obi-Wan said after a few seconds of silence, for once not having a response immediately on the tip of his tongue.

"That's why we're asking Obi-Wan. You don't act like this." Anakin explained, still looking at Obi-Wan with concern.

"Like what?" Obi-Wan asked, his perplexed gaze staying on Anakin, his voice sounding more defensive than before.

"Like this." Anakin gestured to Obi-Wan with both his hands, as if to exaggerate his point. "Distracted. Unfocused. You've been like it for the past few weeks, and that's even before I mention how exhausted you've looked. And every time we ask if you're ok you shrug it off, tell us you're fine or we must be imagining things."

"I am fine, Anakin." Obi-Wan glared at Anakin; annoyed that Anakin wouldn't listen to him.

"See! You're doing it again. What is going on with you Obi-Wan?" Anakin asked, more gently this time. He knew from experience that just demanding Obi-Wan to tell him something was pointless - his old master had to be gently coaxed into speaking his thoughts. Though, honestly speaking, Anakin hadn't had much success very often with that method either.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Obi-Wan repeated, even though it wasn't anymore convincing than when he had said it the first time.

Anakin was right. Lately he had been distracted and unfocused, constantly drifting away from the real world. Even since a few weeks ago, his dreams had always been about his past. He was getting to a point where he barely slept, dreams about his past plaguing him at night, keeping him from getting any rest and making him wake up screaming when he did. Luckily, the walls were so thick that nobody heard him. He had realized he probably looked a mess, with big bags underneath his eyes, but he didn't realize Anakin and Ahsoka could see through him that easily.

Normally, he could easily push the memories away and carry on with whatever he was doing but now it was different. The dreams were so frequent now, constantly haunting him every second of the day, making it nearly impossible for him to think about anything else. Then, to make things worse, five days ago he had a vision.

It always started in a beautiful clearing – one that Obi-Wan had been to before, many times in his younger years. It had always been a fond memory, with the crystal blue waterfall in the far corner, the water cascading down and tiny, elegant creatures of varying bright colors darting across the clear surface of the water. Actual blue crystals lined the bed of the waterfall, radiating a soft glow that even shone in the day. Then he'd hear a voice – her voice – telling him to come home. He'd turn around and see her, that kind, loving smile still painted on her face, dressed in an elegant, royal gown. They're coming for her. That was always the last thing she'd say, the last thing he would hear before he woke up, his whole body shaking. The worse part was that he didn't know who 'her' was and that made him seize up with worry even more. But Anakin and Ahsoka didn't know anything of his past, or his dreams and he really wanted it to stay that way. He wouldn't tell them. He couldn't.

"You're fine? Really? If that's true Obi-Wan, then look me in the eye and tell me that." At his request, Obi-Wan's eyes snapped up to lock with Anakin's. He opened his mouth a few times to speak but eventually he closed it, lowering his eyes to the floor in shame.

"It doesn't matter Anakin." Obi-Wan responded after a while, refusing to meet Anakin's gaze.

"Yes it does, master. What's up with you?" Anakin asked, his voice softer now, laced with open concern.

"Nothing Anakin." Obi-Wan replied with, rubbing a hand across his face. His exhaustion was way too clear on his face and Anakin thought, for the first time since he'd known Obi-Wan, his old master looked older than he actually was. Anakin had always teased him about looking old, but Anakin had never really meant it, nor was it true anyway. Not until now. "What's our situation?"

"You're trying to change the subject master..."

"Are you going to answer the question or not, Anakin?" Obi-Wan snapped, looking up so he could stare at Anakin with stern, but definitely tired eyes. Anakin clenched his teeth, looking away from his old master's gaze.

"Rex, do you want to report?" Anakin gestured to Rex, leaning back as he did so. Rex had taken his helmet off hours ago, so the surprise at being addressed was clear on his face. Nether the less, he answered almost immediately.

"As commander Tano no doubt explained General, the ship exploded. Everyone was out before it did but some of us were still injured from the previous mission. Rachet has three broken ribs," Rex pointed to a clone leant against a log, "and Tech had a blaster shot to the shoulder." This time he pointed to a clone that was unconscious, bandages wrapped around his upper half. "Nothing's serious or life threatening. However, all communications were destroyed when we crashed and R2 is too far out of range to get into contact with the Republic. Commander Tano managed to save four crates of supplies but it won't last long. And that's not even before we get started on what might happen if the Separatists find us."

"Well that's reassuring." Obi-Wan muttered, rubbing his temple with his hand again, already feeling a headache returning. He looked around, yet again taking in the scene: Anakin and Ahsoka sat next to each other on logs near the fire, Rex opposite them and other clones likewise huddled around the fire for warmth. The temperature had dropped as soon as night had fallen, the absence of the clouds causing an uncomfortable chilly air to sweep across the clearing. Acres of forest surrounded them on all sides, with no sign of any light that could indicate civilization other than the fire they were huddled around and the stars that littered the sky above them. How convenient.

"We decided that we should set off and keep moving in the morning, sir. Maybe that way we can try and find any intelligent lifeforms that may be able to help us or at the very least, tell us where we are." Cody added, moving to sit down next to Rex. Obi-Wan didn't respond at first, instead choosing to gaze up at the stars, only to frown at what he saw there.

When he had first woken up, he hadn't really noticed anything unique about them - how could he? He had still been half asleep, hardly taking in anything about his surroundings. However, now that the weariness had warn off and he was back to his normal notice-everything-self, he realized that the sky of stars above him were very familiar, painfully so. It took him seconds later to realize exactly why they were.

"I'm afraid we won't find any life forms that can help us here." Obi-Wan stated, tearing his gaze away from the stars as he swallowed, pushing old memories and emotions under an impassive facade. It didn't stop his shock of the realization to show clearly on his face though, causing Anakin and everyone around them throwing him confused looks.

"What do you mean?" Ahsoka asked first since Anakin was still too annoyed with Obi-Wan to speak to him. Obi-Wan himself didn't look in Ahsoka's direction, instead staring at the dancing flames of the fire.

"A super volcano erupted on this planet thousands of years ago, resulting in the extinction of most of the original species that resided on this planet. The dominant species that ruled the planet either immigrated off world or died in the eruption. The drastic climate change that followed killed everything that was left and the creatures that by some miracle survived, evolved into what you see around you. Even after the planet re-stabilized and became habitable again, the original species that lived here never came back because they had made homes on other planets or even in other systems." Obi-Wan explained, rather morbidly.

"But surely they wanted to return to the home of their ancestors right? The climate couldn't have changed that much." Ahsoka reasoned, still looking confused.

"See, I thought that too until I learnt the planet used to have a climate not too different to Tatooine thousands of years ago." Obi-Wan bluntly stated, making many eyes widen in shock. Ahsoka herself turned round to look at the forests that surrounded them, which definitely was much colder than the boiling temperatures she associated Tatooine with. "It tends to be hard to return to live on a planet with a tropical climate when you're adapted to living in sandstorms and deserts." Obi-Wan added, almost as an afterthought. Anakin just blinked at him in shock.

"How exactly do you know that?" Anakin asked flabbergasted, forgetting about how he was angry with Obi-Wan when his curiosity got the better of him. Obi-Wan actually turned to look at him this time, a look of something akin to dread on his face.

"I know because I know where we are." Obi-Wan answered, before gesturing with his head to the stars. "I recognize the constellations. We're in the Sokunhiem System, and this planet is called Clufus, otherwise known as 'Eleca vonkasie Purfpel Sanvie'." Obi-Wan leaned down and grabbed a handful of soil as he spoke, letting the purple sediment fall through his hand to the ground. He looked back over to Anakin, who was still staring at him intently. "It ruffly translates to 'The Land of Purple Soil' though people also call it 'The Purple Planet'. Not exactly original, but most of the neighboring planets see this world as a backwater planet where they can dump all their mistakes since the original rulers packed and left thousands of years ago. I doubt the neighbors could find enough effort to rename it properly." Obi-Wan concluded, thoroughly impressing everyone that had been listening. Anakin just continued to blink for a few minutes, before a teasing smile crawled onto his lips.

"You need to find a better way to spend your free time, Master. I can understand knowing the constellations that are from the system you grew up in, but constellations you've never seen before? You better be careful - knowing too much information might bore everyone to death." Anakin teased, making Obi-Wan glare at him in response, if only to hide the wince he made when Anakin assumed he hadn't seen the constellations before, or grown up seeing them in the sky.

"My point is, Anakin, is that the only way we are getting off this planet is if the Republic find us here. They will be searching for us as soon as they realize we've gone missing. Have you sent a coded distress signal?" Obi-Wan asked this time, turning to Anakin.

"Did that while you were unconscious. Got everything sorted while you were too busy napping." Anakin answered with a small smile, his mood lighter than before. Obi-Wan and Anakin's arguments were always like that - they'd fight so fiercely that they got close to biting at each other's throats, and then sometimes both of them would sulk, before going back to teasing and bickering with each other. The clones and Ahsoka had gotten so used to it that they didn't even worry over it anymore. Obi-Wan and Anakin would always be at each other's side, no matter what. No argument could change that.

A short silence settled over them as they all realized there was little they could but wait. After sighing tiredly, Ahsoka was the one that voiced what everyone was thinking.

"I guess that means all we can do is wait then, right?" She asked, looking around at everyone's faces. Obi-Wan sent her a smirk when she met his eyes, eyes she noticed, that only seemed to looking at Anakin.

"Well, if Anakin wants me too, I could teach you the constellations to scare off the boredom." Obi-Wan suggested, thoroughly enjoying the way Anakin's face morphed into one of horror, dread clouding his features.

"I think I'd rather meditate." Anakin deadpanned, making many clones snort or chuckle. Everyone knew Anakin hated meditating, especially the clones of the 501st who had heard their General complain about meditation everytime it came into the conversation. The fact that Anakin would rather meditate than listen to Obi-Wan teach just made the whole exchange more hilarious.

"Well, I like astronomy." Ahsoka commented, seeming disappointed by her master obvious rejection. At her comment, Anakin frowned, swerving his head round to face her.

"I thought you said you hated it!" He exclaimed, obviously referring to a previous conversation. Ahsoka just frowned back at him, sending him a look that said she had no idea what he was talking about.

"No, I said I hate it when you avoid teaching me academic heavy subjects just because you don't like them. I'm actually quite interested in other cultures. Plus, Jedi don't hate, Master. Right Master Kenobi?" Ahsoka turned to Obi-Wan who was smirking even harder now.

"That is correct, Padawan." Obi-Wan agreed, though his smirk was directed at Anakin, who chose to glare at him.

"See! I'd love to learn something new. Beats being bored." Ahsoka added. Anakin looked between Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, dread flooding his features.

"I'm going to die out here." Anakin moaned dramatically, his head in his hands. Obi-Wan just laughed before starting to explain and show the different constellations to Ahsoka, much to Anakin's frustration. The foreign names of the constellations rolled smoothly off Obi-Wan's tongue as he pointed to them, as if basic wasn't his first language at all, which unknown to Anakin and Ahsoka, was more true than they realized. In the end though, it didn't matter. Obi-Wan enjoyed explaining why each constellation was named what it was or what animal it resembled. He just left out the part where he was explaining his culture and not one he learned from some dusty datapad, which in his eyes, was no crime at all.

After all, he was the famed Negotiator and his brother had on numerous occasions called him a silvertongue. He might as well put the talent to good use.