Nightmares

Chapter 3

Of course, her screaming woke her master. He had instantly rushed in to aid her, able to clearly sense her rapid panic and distress.
Ahsoka was sitting up, legs dangling off the side of the bed. Anakin sat himself down beside her, pulling her close to him. It wasn't long after she made eye contact with him that she began to sob again. The ordeal she went through must have been torturous to spark such a reaction from the once happy and humorous Togruta.
"Hey...it's okay," He muttered, rubbing Ahsoka's back. At this point she was trembling, gripping onto Anakin like a lifeline.
"I-I hate them.." she sobbed. "P-Please make them g-go away..."
Anakin felt his soul shatter at the way she spoke the words. He had never seen her this upset and desperate.
She leaned her head against his chest, and after a few minutes began to relax, the sobs replaced by small hiccups. Like last time, it had worn her out extremely. Anakin could easily sense her exhaustion and see the dark circles under her eyes.
He gently helped her lay back down. "Get some rest, Snips."
Ahsoka looked up at him. She seemed so small now...like a small child.
"Y-you won't l-leave right?" She choked out. Her voice was slightly hoarse.
Anakin shook his head. "I'll be here, I promise."
Ahsoka gave a soft smile before letting herself fall back asleep, and this time, it was dreamless. No nightmares.

Yes this was a pretty short chapter, I know.