Final chapter is here at last! My bad for taking so long. I really did have it all planned out, but apparently, I didn't include a certain part in one of the earlier chapter that was fairly important in the ending conversation. But anyway, had to rethink it. Okay, here ya go!

Anakin held his breath as Ahsoka's eyelids began to flutter for the first time in days. When they opened, Ahsoka's blue were almost clear. A bit red and unfocused, but so much brighter. She blinked a few times before focusing on him.

"Hi Master," she said, her voice a bit scratchy.

"Hey Ahsoka," he replied, a relived smile breaking through on his face. "At least this time I don't have to sit here and drag it from you how you are this time."

Ahsoka made a face, and then asked hesitatingly, "Well...how am I?"

"Brianna found a treatment for the poison," Anakin told her. "A blood purifier." He nodded to the machine sitting nearby and then to the tubes connecting her to it. "It's working."

Ahsoka glanced at the blood flowing through the tubes and wrinkled her nose. "That's disgusting. But remind me to thank her," she said after a few moments.

Anakin nodded. "Besides that, you also have a couple broken ribs, a few pretty serious burns, and then whatever damage the Magnaguards staffs caused. You'll probably need a night in a bacta tank after your blood is clean. But after that... you'll be fine."

Ahsoka smiled. Then she turned back to Anakin with a strange look on her face. "So, I'm cured?"

Anakin raised an eyebrow, confused by her tone of voice. "Well, it'll take about another day or two to completely cure you-" he began.

"Yes but, technically, I am cured. I'm going to be fine," she cut in.

"Yeah," Anakin responded, still unsure at where this was going.

Ahsoka nodded. She opened her mouth to speak, but then seemed to change her mind. "Never mind. I'll ask later."

Anakin sighed, irritated.

"But I do have a question."

"What?"

"What were you thinking about the last time we spoke? You were going to say something but stopped. And it was going to be important, I could sense it."

Anakin knit his eyebrows, thinking. What in the world was she talking about? Anakin shook his head slowly. "I don't know. What were we talking about?"

"I was telling you that you couldn't prevent everything, then you said 'but I knew…' then you stopped. What did you know?"

Now Anakin remembered. He had almost told her about his visions, then decided against it. Should he tell her now? He glanced up at her face, debating.

Apparently, Ahsoka took that as 'I'm not going to tell you.' "Master!" she snapped. "Tell me."

Anakin sighed. He didn't have much of a choice now. He'd never hear the end of it if he didn't. "Okay," he conceded. He wasn't sure how to start. "Before all of this started," he began, slowly, thinking as he went. "While we were on our way back to Coruscant-"

"The night you came into my room?"

"Yeah. I'd… had a dream. A vision."

"About me."

Her voice was certain. A statement, not a question.

He looked at her, surprised she'd made the jump that quickly. "Yes."

"I kinda suspected that. What happened?"

Not wanted to go into details, he simply said, "Pretty much what happened on the mission. It looked like you got hurt. I wasn't really sure what had happened so I just prepared for anything." He paused for a moment, deciding it was time to clarify something. "That's why I didn't want you out of my sight, Ahsoka. Not because I didn't trust you. I just didn't know what was going to happen."

"Okay that I understand," Ahsoka stated. "But why didn't you just tell me? I wouldn't have reacted the way I did if I'd known why." Irritation was seeping into her voice.

"Because I didn't want to scare you," he said, reacting to her annoyance and speaking a bit louder than was necessary. "I didn't want you to be acting differently because of something that might not even happen."

"But youacted differently," Ahsoka commented. "And because you acted differently, I acted differently. If you'd just told me, then we could've worked together on it."

Anakin was getting ticked off. "Ahsoka, you -"

"And if it might not even happen," Ahsoka broke in heatedly. "Then why was it such a big deal?"

"Well if you knew something was up, why didn't you say something?"

"Because, I assumed if it was that bad, or about me, you wouldn't have kept it from me!"

"Hmm, well I think the little detail you kept from me was a little bit more urgent than the dream I kept from you!"

Ahsoka's eyemarks knitted angrily. "Evidently not, since you took the extra effort to lie to me about it!"

His expression mirroring his Padawan's, Anakin nearly shouted, "I told you! I just didn't want-"

Again, Ahsoka didn't let him finish. "Master, remember a few days ago when I told you I'd been poisoned and you were mad cause I didn't tell you? Remember I said that I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry?" Ahsoka paused to take a breath. "You said, and I quote, 'you should have let me worry about that.' We both did the same thing. Didn't trust each other."

Anakin crossed his arms. "Well," he began, pausing for a moment in case Ahsoka was planning to interrupt again. "It looks like we both have something to apologize for."

Ahsoka didn't comment, and they continued to wordlessly stare each other down.

After a few long minutes of strained silence, their anger began to ebb and made room for a little shame.

Ahsoka sighed and looked down for a moment. "Master, I really am sorry I lied to you."

Anakin sensed her guilt. "I know you are. I'm sorry too."

Ahsoka looked back up, but waited a long, awkward minute before speaking. "So, now that this is over... are you made at me?"

Anakin now understood her earlier words. He'd told her to ask him again when she was cured if he was anger at her. He thought for a moment, wanting to be truthful with her. "No. On one condition," he said eventually, holding up a single finger.

His Padawan raised a white eyemark. "Your anger has conditions?"

"This time it does."

Ahsoka was silent, waiting for him to continue.

"You have to promise me that you will never keep something like this from me again," he stated firmly.

"Wait," Ahsoka said. "You have to promise too! What about your dreams!"

"Hey, this is my condition. Add that to your own."

"Can't we just promise no more secrets?" Ahsoka asked, tiredly.

Anakin thought for a moment. He couldn't really promise no more secrets. "How about no more secrets that involve the other?" he qualified after a moment more of thought. "Everybody has some secrets."

Ahsoka smiled. "That's true," she said mischievously, making Anakin wonder what secrets she had.

After a minute more, Ahsoka nodded. "Deal. No more dangerous secrets at the very least."

"Okay. Sounds good," Anakin stated, then glanced over his shoulder at an irritated healer slowly making his way over. "Now, you should probably at least pretend to be asleep before a healer comes over and yells at us for all the noise we were making. I already almost got in trouble earlier."

Ahsoka giggled. "I believe it. You might want to make a run for it, Master."

"Yeah...," Anakin said, sneaking a look at the man. "… I'll be back soon. Meanwhile, you get some sleep. You've still got a few days of recovery."

"Wonderful," Ahsoka said, rolling her eyes. Then she smiled. "Good night Master."

Anakin smiled in return as he stood up. "Good night, Snips."

Well guys! It's been fun! :-) I hope you guys like it. For all of you who have asked, I am going to be writing more stories about Anakin and Ahsoka. I have two in mind right now, so I'll have to decide which one to do. I might post something with a summary of each story, and ask y'all which one you'd like first. (I absolutely hate making decisions. lol) So Anyways, let me know what you guys think of the story! And thank y'all for everything!