Hey there. Alright, lol, so this is my first fanfic, so be gentle. This is from Anakin's point of view and...well frankly, I suck at it. But it had to start here. Soo, just keep that in mind. Enjoy!

He could barely see. Scarcely hear. Everything was very blurry and out of focus. The noise sounded like a comlink being jammed. Staticy, like a soft roaring. But he could sense. He could feel, think.

And he didn't like what he sensed.

Panic, anxiety, and stress. But something confused him. Because everything he sensed, he could also feel in himself.

Suddenly, everything cleared. His vision and hearing. And the feelings intensified.

Anakin let out a small shout and jerked up out of bed, covered in sweat. He looked around his dark room on his ship, the Resolute, and realized he'd been dreaming.

But it hadn't seemed like a dream.

He'd seen Ahsoka, her face twisted with pain and streaked with sweat and blood. She wasn't crying out or yelling for help, or anything really. She was just laying on a metal floor. Her breathing came in shallow, tired gasps. He couldn't see anything but her face. Everything else was surrounded by a hazy blackness. That was all he could remember. But he knew there had been more.

What had happened? It was obvious that she had gotten hurt, but how?

Okay Anakin, calm down. It was only a dream. There's no way that would ever happen. Ahsoka was good. She was fast and agile, even for a Jedi, and especially for a Padawan her age. He had nothing to worry about…right?

He lay back down in bed, trying to slow his heart rate. And his thoughts. He could hear them both pounding in his ears.

He closed his eyes and attempted to breathe normally, but Ahsoka's face kept flashing before his eyes. And that obviously made it very difficult to relax. He would never fall back asleep with that picture in his head.

He opened his eyes again and flung back the sheets. He pulled on a shirt and started to reach for his boots before deciding to leave them off. He could be quieter without them and he didn't want anyone else to wake up because of him clomping around.

He stepped out into the hallway. He wasn't really sure why he was doing this, but he had to get rid of that image of her.

Ahsoka's room was only a little ways down the hall. He stopped in front of the door, hoping it wasn't locked. He didn't know if she slept with it unlocked or not. He'd never tried to get in without knocking before.

Thankfully, the door slide open easily with a soft swoosh. He walked through quietly.

She was laying on her back in bed, with her face turned to the wall, away from him. One of her hands rested on her stomach, while the other was up by beside her head, on her pillow.

Not wanting to wake her, Anakin moved very softly over to her bed. He looked at her for a second, wondering if there was any possible way that what he saw in his dream could become real. Then, very slowly so as not to bounce it, he sat down on the side of her bed.

She looked so young when she was asleep. Sure, she looked fairly young while she was fighting, but you didn't really think about that when she was jumping around, slicing down droids while wielding a deadly, green weapon.

He chuckled softly. Yeah, little things like age and appearance tended to slip your mind when shots were coming at you from all directions.

But when things were calm, when SHE was calm…

….Anakin didn't know if it was his laugh or simply his presence that did it, but Ahsoka stirred in bed, rolled over, and slowly opened her eyes. Then she jumped and gasped simultaneously when she saw someone was there.

"Easy, it's me," Anakin told her when he realized he'd startled her

"Master?" Ahsoka looked at him strangely, as if she didn't fully believe he was there. Or was confused as to why he was. Yeah, that was probably the more likely explanation.

"Yeah," he replied, answering her question, even though there was no need. She obviously knew it was him.

Her face suddenly looked as though she had just comprehended something.

"What's going on?" she said, starting to pull back the covers, even though she still looked half-asleep.

Anakin stopped her. He should have known she would have suspected something was happening if he came into her room in the middle of the night. They were on their way back to Coruscant from a mission they'd just completed, but that meant little. The Separatist often struck when you least expected.

"No, it's okay. Nothing's going on. We're all fine." Except your master is losing his mind, he added silently.

"Oh." Then she looked at him questioningly. "Then what's wrong? Why are you here?" she asked, rubbing her still-tired eyes.

"I-it's nothing," he said, weakly.

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.

He gave a small grin. "Really. It's nothing." He was a little more convincing this time.

Her stare turned into more of a glare.

That wasn't really what he was going for. "What?"

"You got out of bed, came all the way down to my room, and woke me up to tell me… it's nothing."

He laughed at the irritation in her voice. "Well, I didn't mean to wake you up."

The suspicious look returned. "Oh I see. So you came down here to spy on me while I slept." Her tone was soaked in sarcasm.

Well…yeah. Anakin struggled to come up with an excuse. "I...was...just checking on you." That wasn't a total lie.

Seeing that he was being serious, her eyes soften just a bit, and then turned confused. "Why?"

He was hoping she wouldn't ask that, but at the same time knew she would. "I don't know," he responded lamely. Oh that was brilliant. I'm sure you've got her convinced now.

But Ahsoka didn't answer. Maybe she could sense he didn't want to talk about it. Like that's ever stopped her. Maybe she was just tired.

He gave a small smile. "Go back to sleep," he said soothingly.

Ahsoka, although far from convinced, figured her Master would talk about it eventually and let the matter drop. She slowly slid back down under the sheets, then looked up at him again with an expectant expression.

"Aren't you going back to bed?" she asked when he made no move to leave.

He paused for a second, then answered. "No, I'm just gonna sit here a while, if you don't mind.

One of the white marks above her eyes rose, but then she shrugged and shook her head.

Anakin smiled again, but was short-lived as his dream came back to his mind.

Ahsoka hesitated, seeing her Master's troubled expression. Then she slid over so that half her bed was open.

Anakin glanced up to see her pull one of her pillows out from under her head and push it over to the head of the empty space on her bed.

Then she looked up at him and gave a quick smile. "In case you change your mind."

Anakin gave an answering smile and Ahsoka lay back down and close her eyes.

Anakin stared at his Padawan for a while, trying to keep his mind blank as she fell back asleep. She took on that calm look again; the one that made her look young and innocent. He sighed, then lay down beside her and stared up at the ceiling.

That couldn't be it. Sure Ahsoka was small and young for a Padawan. And… well yeah, occasionally, she could be reckless and impatient. But people said those same things about him, and he was still alive.

Anakin thought back over all his experiences.

Okay. Barely alive.

Many times, he'd had Ahsoka to thank for that. But that went both ways. Ahsoka had had some narrow escapes too. But together, they were next to impossible to stop.

So the only way his dream could ever become reality, was if Ahsoka and he were separated.

He turned his head to look at Ahsoka. He couldn't imagine life without her. He couldn't allow her get hurt if he could stop it. He would just have to keep an eye on her.

It's not that he didn't trust her. He trusted her with his life. But as Obi-wan had once said, she was learning from Anakin. And he was known as being more than a little reckless.

Ok, well, this maaaaaaay be just a liiiittle bit corny. lol, oh well. Just to let you know, I suck at starting stories. So the first few chapters will be a little ify. But once I get it going, it'll get better. Review! Constructive criticism is welcome. reviews won't affect if I continuethe story but they will affect how much of a priority it becomes. So the more you review, the faster I'll update. Thanks for reading!

-Ali joe