"We have to get to the apartment. All our stuff is there." She dug in a small bag, pulling out a long range communicator.
"What are you up to?"
"I'm getting us all a home off of this crazy rock." Ahsoka pushed a few buttons. A hologram of a Togruta came into view as they flew.
"Greetings, young one."
"Good evening, my Queen. I am Jedi Grand Master Ahsoka Tano. May my family and I find safe housing on our world?"
"Of course, Master Jedi. When will I be expecting you?"
"First light, tomorrow, my lady. Thank you."
"I shall be waiting to collect you, Ahsoka," the Togrutan said.
"Great. Just fantastic!" she muttered to herself.
"Mind explaining?"
"I'm moving us to Shili. The Queen will meet us there at first light tomorrow," she said in a grumpy tone.
"So, why complain?"
"I don't wanna talk about it," she mumbled. "We're here. And we need to start packing," she said. Anakin was lying on the couch with Obi-Wan.
"Room for two more?" Caleb asked Padme.
"I hope so. Ahsoka, sweetie! I'm so sorry!" she said, hugging her daughter.
"I'm fine. But, we need to start packing. I've got us all a place on Shili, to get away from the insanity."
"Shili? That's so far away! I'll have to take a vacation from the Senate, and Force knows when they'll file it."
"It's alright. I'll take care of everything," Ahsoka comforted. "But, we had better get packing. I'm not sure how much more of Coruscant I can take." Ahsoka walked to her room. Faint flopping and screaming echoed from the walls.
"Let's give her a minute. Go pack, Senator. I'll take care of the guys," Caleb said.
"Trace, Rafa, Sage, Silas. Come on," Padme beckoned.
"Caleb?" Obi-Wan asked quietly.
"Master Obi-Wan. Rest, it's been a while."
"I'm fine. I got hit in the shoulder," he groaned. "How's Anakin? He took at least a hundred shots."
"Barely breathing. Do you have any stuff here? Ahsoka's got us a home on Shili." Faint crashing echoed from Ahsoka's room, followed by angry screeching. Caleb winced slightly.
"All my stuff is in a satchel in my speeder. Why are we going to Shili?"
"Ahsoka called the Queen, and the stars aligned, I guess." Caleb cringed, hearing Ahsoka crash around in her room, cursing in every language of the Galaxy.
"Stop worrying about me. Help Anakin," Obi-Wan begged.
"There's nothing I can do. He needs real help."
"AHSOKA TANO!" a voice echoed. Caleb whipped around, igniting his saber. There was no one.
"Who called me?" Ahsoka asked, bumbling into the hallway with a tear-stained face.
"No one did."
"Is this some sort of cruel prank or something?" she said, sniffling.
"No. We're telling the truth," Obi-Wan said.
"No lightsabers in the apartment. Anakin and I broke a TV," Ahsoka said, checking on Anakin. "Is everything nearly ready? We need to go now. AHH!" She was pushed to the far wall, leaving cracks in the plaster.
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Forgotten Emotions- A Star Wars Story (Part 2)
Fanfiction***SPOILER WARNING: This follows many details from Seasons 5-7 of the Clone Wars*** ***CONTENT WARNING: This hints at many sensitive topics. Please pick another story if the following are too sensitive- r@pe, psychological trauma, bodily fluids, sex...
