𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽

𝓢𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓭

A/N note: Hey guys so this chapter gets a little odd when it gets to Ahsoka's vision but if you continue on with the book I promise it will all make sense later on. Okay? Okay. Without further a due, enjoy the chapter!

Ahsoka's pov
It was so quiet. So peaceful.
We never saw it coming.

"WAKE UP EVERYBODY GET YOUR ASSES UP COME ON MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!" I bolted up, out of instinct I used the force to bring my two light sabers to me and activate them. I was so proud when I saw Omega was actually able to bring Wrecker's gun to her with the force. Once she caught it she dropped it because it hit her little soft hand too hard for but hey. It's better than getting trampled over by Hunter who was pacing around the room. So in other words she's doing better than Tech is.

"Alright Hunter what now?" Tech deadpanned. I turned to him shocked, both sabers still activated uneasily. What if he was so alert because there was an attacker on board or if there's some alien parasite crawling up peoples noses again!?

"Tech how can you say that with such ease!? Does this happen regularly!?"

"Every kriffing day." I shut my mouth and snorted when I heard that. Everyone knows Tech doesn't swear unless he feels reeeally strongly about something.

"GUYS THIS IS SERIOUS LOOK AT ME!!!" Hunter screamed down the row in everyone's 100% done faces. Omega looked horrified. I believe I now have detrimental hearing damage but we'll worry about that later.

"Well then what's the emergency that's so important you woke all of us up by screaming at 3 in the morning?"

"WE RAN OUT OF TOILET PAPER!!!"

"Oh my god." My jaw dropped.

"Your kidding, right? Right! Okay I'm going back to my much needed beauty sleep. Wake me up when Hunter starts making sense." Tech looked so exasperated at the whole ordeal Hunter put him through everyday. Hunter was wildly motioning back and forth between us with his stupid face just as horrified as Omega's.

"My apologies Ahsoka but you'll be sleeping for quite a long time." Tech said with fake sympathy.

"Hey.." Hunter said with real hurt. I rolled my eyes and pulled the blanket over my head as I plopped on the seat. Before I knew it sleep overtook me once again. I could hear voices but all I could see was pitch black. I could recognize all the voices in an instant.

"Ahsoka." Padme.

"Adi'ka." Fives.

"Soka." Kix.

"Cyare." Rex.

"Commander." Echo.

"Snips!" Anakin. Oh Anakin.

"You might not make it as Obi-wan's padawan..." oh no don't say it don't say it don't say it please don't kriffing say it-

"But you might make it as mine." And he said it. Suddenly I could open my eyes. I was still dreaming but it was more of a vision now too. I could see a mental picture of Anakin. There was nothing I wanted to do more in that moment then give him a hug. Force knows the man needs it. A thumping in my heart became more frequent as the picture of Anakin unblured itself.

"Master?"

"Ahsoka..."

"Master! Can you hear me?"

"Ahsoka..."

"Master? If you can hear me I want you to know..." There was an infinite amount of things I had to say to Anakin. Some anger filled thoughts, most with remorse but the thought of regret to ever meeting him was the first.