That won't happen to you

Chapter 27

Obi-Wan's face when he saw Ahsoka was no more pleased than Rex's.

Even though her most serious injuries had already been treated, her condition was still terrible.

More than that.

Obi-wan had slowly kneeled down before her and taken her arm to look at the infected wound.

Ahsoka had flinched and looked at him anxiously.

"You'll be okay." Obi-wan had said.

He had misinterpreted her look and thought he saw pain in her gaze.

It certainly had been there, but fear prevailed.

Rex had explained everything to Obi-Wan.

Anakin was not in the Twillight. None of the two knew where he was, but he had gone off snorting furiously.

Now he returned.

He dragged something behind him.

Only when he came closer the clone and the Jedi Master could recognize what it was.

It was the body of a young human man.

Blood hung from his chin and a lightsaber wound pierced his heart.

"Anakin!" Obi-wan said, half angry, half horrified.

But Anakin went wordlessly past him and into the cockpit.

He threw the body of the man on the ground and looked at Ahsoka.

"He is dead. He will never hurt you again. No one will. I swear to you."

Ahsoka didn't answer. She just looked at the body with eyes wide open in shock.

Rex put one hand on Anakin's shoulder.

"General, I'm afraid you've frightened her even more with this."

Anakin started to realised that his furious action had backfired.

Ahsoka stood up slowly. She picked up the body.

Looked uncertainly at Anakin. She didn't know what to do.

Which was the right reaction, the reaction where she had not to fear a punishment.

Anakin did not know what to do.

Which was the best reaction in such a situation.

Ahsoka interpreted this lack of an answer as a yes.

She carried the body out.

And when Anakin was finally able to follow her, she had already begun to dig a grave in the sandy soil of the desert, and in the absence of a shovel with her hands.

Anakin crouched beside her and helped her.

Of course it would have gone faster to lift away the sand with the force, but something caused Anakin to not do this.

Perhaps it was a bad conscience.

It took a while until the two had dug the grave with their bare hands.

But then they let the corpse glide in wordlessly together and pushed the sand again over it with united forces.

It was almost like always.

Ahsoka helped him keep his dark side under control.

But when he turned to her and tried to put one hand on her shoulder, she flinched in horror.

And instead of the calm, even, reassuring look she normally had in this situations, there was only fear in her eyes.

Fear and pain.

Nevertheless Anakin was relieved. After all not everything of her seemed to be lost.

A little bit of his snips still stuck in this body and he would lure it out.

"Thanks" he said quietly.