Grim was at the Temple when it happened.

An explosion went off in the hangar.

Luckily Grim wasn't anywhere near the hanger when it happened, but she still felt it. And heard it. She had been with Obi-Wan at the time. Both of them looked at each other with wide eyes.

The padawan instantly began to run to the source of the comotion. Obi-Wan following after her.

No. No. No. Not yet. Not yet. It can't be. No. No please. Not yet.

She already knew what this meant. The worst part was Grim knew she couldn't change it.

She had to let Ahsoka take the fall. She wouldn't be able to stop her. She would have to let her leave.

Because if she changed this but not the ending she would be the reason Ahsoka would die.

She reached the hanger and stopped. Obi-Wan was behind her. Grim stared at the destruction. With so many dead too. She hadn't seen the signs to change this and she couldn't change things further.

Many medics and Jedi were running to the hanger to save any survivors, and the Padawan forced herself to turn away from the scene. She ran away from the hanger and rushed to her room before Obi-Wan could even get a word in.

She slammed the door shut. Sliding down onto the floor Grim hugged her knees and began to cry. She had to collect herself, because she knew there was nothing she could do.

She had to allow this to happen. And she hated that.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Go away, Obi-Wan," said Grim, already knowing who had gone to check on her.

"Grim, do you know what's going on?" Obi-Wan asked her.

What kind of stupid question was that? Of course she did. "This was part of the show if that's what you're asking," Grim replied.

Obi-Wan was quiet for a moment. "I see," he said at last.

Grim heard his footsteps as he left. She was confused.

She stood up, realizing she was still sitting on the floor and walked over to her messy desk. There was a list of events on one piece of flimsi. She looked at the words "Wrong Jedi Arc". She made a quick note beside it. "Begun. Unable to risk change."

She didn't cross it out. It had only just begun.

She looked at the picture of her, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka. They were all younger then, and happier. Her gaze remained on Ahsoka's face. "I'm sorry Ash, but I can't change this for you, or for us. I always knew this could happen."

A couple minutes later Obi-Wan knocked on her door again. "Padawan?"

"Yes?"

"The Council wants to talk with you."

Grim already knew why, but there was something she couldn't shake. Despite knowing what was going on, it felt wrong. Like even she was in the dark. She left her room and saw Obi-Wan waiting on her. "I can assume this is about what's happening?"

"You would assume correctly," Obi-Wan replied. The two were walking to the Council Chambers. "We already called Anakin and Ahsoka, they're on their way back to investigate."

"But I can't help, due to being here as it happened," said Grim understanding. "I know how it works."

"But if you know anything you can tell the Council that could be useful, you could help in that way," Obi-Wan said. Hoping this time she wouldn't keep secrets.

"I understand," replied Grim.

They entered the Council Chambers. Grim stood in the center of the room, all eyes on her, as Obi-Wan took his seat. Windu addressed her. "Padawan Kennet, we understand that you are aware of the situation currently unfolding."

"Yes Master Windu," said Grim. "I'm far more aware than I'd like. Although I will also admit that something feels...off."

"Off?" Windu echoed.

"Yes," Grim admitted. "Like... even though this is the exact same thing I've seen before in my universe, there's something else happening that I don't know...there's more going on that I'm unaware of."

The Council considered her words. "What exactly do you mean by this Grim?" Obi-Wan asked her.

"I mean....I know what's going on, but at the same time I don't."

"How could that be possible?" Ki-Adi asked.

"I don't know..." she admitted. "All I know is this is different. Nothing has changed and yet...it's not the same. I'm sorry."

"No need there is to apologize for knowing not," Yoda told her. "Okay it is."

Grim smiled, and nodded. "I wish I could be more helpful."

"Thank you, Padawan Kennet, you are dismissed," Windu told her.

Grim bowed and left the room. Unable to shake the feeling that for once she didn't know what was happening. That she was in the dark as much as everyone else in the galaxy.

She would be fine not knowing the future, if she had known she changed it. But knowing it was happening as she knew, but had changed to be new, made her uneasy.

But there was nothing she could do.

Even if it was the same. There would be nothing she could do.

She had to let this go. Soon she would have to let Ahsoka go too.

Something she always knew she may have to do.

Grim was a hopeful person. Even though she found she should be with the least amount of hope with everything she knows. Still, she was always hopeful.

Grim had been hopeful when she and Ahsoka had become girlfriends, but from their first kiss she knew that this was always a possibility for them. And now it would become their reality.

Grim went to her room, and got out her meditation cushion. She sat down on it and began to sink deep into the Force. Normally she would go to the gardens to do this, but she didn't wish to end up being disturbed.

In the Force she could feel all of the unease and unrest in the very Temple itself, and when she reached out even further, she could feel the outrage that echoed outside of her home at her family.

She tried to find a point to focus on. Something to calm her. She tried to shift her focus to herself, and worked on being mindful of the emotions within her.

There was fear and worry, because she didn't know what was happening as much as she should know. She was always afraid of not knowing. It was a stupid fear to have, but she knew so much that not knowing something felt wrong. The fact that this was the same event concerned her further.

She also became aware of an anger inside she hadn't realized was there. This anger wasn't even directed at the one who committed this crime - that somehow she didn't know - but instead the anger was directed at Sidious. He had no involvement with this, Grim could still sense this had been an internal affair with a Jedi culprit, although again she was unaware of who it could be.

It didn't feel the same.

She didn't even know how she knew that, she could just tell. Everything felt just so slightly off - as if she was in a parallel universe.

That thought amused the Padawan. She had crossed into a completely fictional universe years ago and now she compared it to the idea of a parallel one. No, she did not truly think that was the case. Although it was an amusing concept.

Perhaps this was a case of the butterfly effect. She had, after all, altered the course of many events already.

Saving Echo at the Citadel stopped him from joining the Bad Batch - whatever may have happened from that she didn't know. She had saved Master Piell, there as well.

On Umbara she had saved Hardcase and Waxer, and many others, and by killing Krell she had also saved Dogma.

She had saved Steela back when she assisted with the rebellion on Onderon.

She had saved Master Galia from Savage.

Despite being unable to save Satine, Grim had caused her Master to fight Darth Sidious - something he was never meant to do.

Although none of these events could have spiraled into this certainly? None of them were related to this.

Of course there may have been connections she had missed, or none at all as the butterfly effect didn't need the events to be related. Still, even this did not make sense to the young Padawan.

Grim couldn't stand it, and instead left her room to train. It always cleared her mind. Or distracted it. She wasn't sure which she needed right now.

While on her way to one of the training rooms, Grim quite literally walked into Anakin and Ahsoka. "Whoops! Sorry," said Grim.

Anakin grinned at the padawan, "it's alright, Tiny." He helped her up.

Grim smiled but it quickly fell. "You and Ash are investigating the bombing, right?"

"Yes," said Ahsoka. "I can't believe someone would do this, and the idea that it could've been a Jedi is awful."

"There will be Jedi who disappoint us," said Anakin, he too seemed saddened by the notion.

Grim stared at Anakin, hardly believing that he was the one saying those words. In just mere months he would be one of those Jedi. And his betrayal would be far more damaging than the one that had happened now.

She tried not to think of it, but she couldn't help it then.

"Yes, it's awful when this happens," she replied, but she was thinking of a different betrayal.

Ahsoka noticed that far off sadness in her eyes. The kind she had when in the wrong time. "Is there something else bothering you?" she asked her.

Grim's eyes met Ahsoka's and then drifted away. "No," she replied, unable to meet her girlfriend's gaze. "Just...it's awful to think a Jedi may be behind-" her eyes flickered to Anakin's for a moment, "-an awful crime."

Anakin noticed this. He said nothing about it. "Well, Snips and I should work on our investigation. We will see you later, Grim."

"See you later," she replied. Anakin and Ahsoka left and Grim watched them with that too familiar gaze, of seeing the wrong time. Except when she saw Ahsoka, it was the right time that she didn't want to admit was happening.

Soon she would have to let her go.

Grim found a training room, and began to practice the most basic moves. Moving with them slowly, trying to build a dance. She closed her eyes and allowed the Force to carry her as she moved with it.

She found it calming and peaceful. Her mind cleared of her worries and her sorrow seemed to wash away from this moment. It did what her meditation could not.

She relaxed into her movements. Finding comfort in them.

She paused her training at the familiar warmth of her Master. Her eyes fluttered open and she deactivated her lightsaber, clipping it onto her belt. "Obi-Wan," she greeted.

"Hello Grim, I hadn't meant to disturb you," he replied.

"You didn't," she assured him. "Were you looking for me?"

"As a matter of fact, I was."

"May I ask why?"

"I wanted to check on you, I can feel your worry from the other side of the Temple."

She chuckled sadly. "I'm worried only because I know I can't change this."

"What makes you say that?"

"This is Ahsoka's story, not mine. She'll be faced with difficult choices soon, and as much as I love her, I cannot change that."

"What do you mean, is there something going on you aren't talking about?"

Again. Thought Obi-Wan. There's always something going on she'll never tell me about. I wish she would. I want to help her.

"I can't change it," was all Grim said. "As much as I want to, and even though I could try to make it where Ahsoka won't be faced with this at all, I can't. This must happen. Knowing that hurts. Why does letting go hurt so much?"

"Letting go hurts sometimes, because it is difficult. But it is something we must do," he replied.

"I know that," she said. "I hate it." She turned her head away, looking around the room to avoid looking at her Master. Then she turned her head back and looked at him. "Want to spar?"

"Distracting yourself won't help," he told her.

"Yeah, yeah, I know that. But I also don't want to be still and could use a few lessons."

Obi-Wan sighed and shook his head. "Very well, my young padawan. You're right, you could learn a few more things."

Grim grinned. Then realized what he said. "Hey, wait a minute-"

Obi-Wan laughed.

The Master and Padawan moved to the center of the training room. They stood in front of each other. Grim was the first to ignite her lightsaber, and then Obi-Wan followed.

"Ready?" Obi-Wan asked his padawan.

"Sure am," Grim replied, a small grin on her face.

The two Jedi circled each other for a moment. Both waiting for the other to make the first move.

They ended up moving as one at the same time. Neither impatient, but both knowing. They both blocked and then backed away.

Grim moved again, going on the offense.

Obi-Wan easily blocked.

The two Jedi fell into a dance. As they danced Obi-Wan was winning, and it became clear that Grim's emotions were distracting her.

The Jedi Master disarmed his Padawan. "You're becoming distracted. Your emotions are clouding you."

"I'm sorry, Master. It's difficult to focus with what I know is happening...and I can do nothing about it."

"You tried to distract yourself from it, but you couldn't. Distracting yourself from your problems doesn't work. You have to face them," he told her wisely. He handed her lightsaber back to her.

She took it and clipped the weapon back to her belt. "Yes, but facing it will hurt."

"Everyone hurts sometimes, I'm afraid avoiding it will hurt just as much."

"I understand Master," she admitted. "I think I'm going to meditate on this." She bowed and then left for the gardens.

That night the culprit was caught and arrested. And that seemed to be the end of it, so the Temple would try to return to normalcy.

Although the Padawan knew it wasn't over. She wished that it was for her girlfriend's sake, but it was far from it.

In the following morning Master Yoda gave an eulogy for the Jedi who had died during the attack. Noticing Ahsoka and Barriss standing together Grim stayed closer to Obi-Wan instead. Somehow she knew Barriss was innocent even though what had once been fiction said otherwise.

"One with the Force, they are. And our job it is to remember that, we will, in time, also pass on" Yoda was saying. "Luminous beings are we, but temporary vessels our bodies are. And we shall all find ourselves here in time. A moment of silence, I ask, to remember and to move on."

When Yoda spoke Grim barely heard his words. She could only think about the Padawan who would pay the price for all of this.

She had already let her go, but her heart wasn't ready.

"Live for the living Jedi we must. Live through us, forever they will."

Those words gave Grim a different thought. If she couldn't stop Order 66, she would have to live through it. For the ones who lived.

Although she hoped that time would never come.

When the funeral was over, Grim was going to head to the gardens to meditate again. She hoped it would clear her mind.

That was when she bumped into Ahsoka. "Oh, hey Ash," she said, quietly.

"Hello Grim," Ahsoka greeted her. "There's more on your mind," she noticed.

"And even more on yours," Grim replied.

"Yes," Ahsoka sighed. "I just don't get it."

"Get what?"

"Letta has been moved into military custody, just because clones were also killed. If she's guilty she's guilty isn't she?" Ahsoka asked, frustrated.

"Yes, but there's more things going on, and Letta isn't a Jedi."

"You sound like Anakin. Wait, what do you mean there's more things going on? You've seen this haven't you?"

"First of all, I'm offended you think I sound like Skywalker, I am clearly so much better than him," Grim joked. "Second of all, yes I've seen this before, but things aren't happening in the same way."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure," she admitted. "Just that it doesn't feel right. And there's more bothering you than just Letta."

"Do you know that because you know me or because you've seen this before?"

"A little bit of both. What is it?"

She sighed frustrated. "The Chancellor wants the Jedi to be less involved in military matters."

"After three years of this war that seems somewhat pointless," said Grim. "Not to mention other things...but Ahsoka, we were never soldiers anyways."

"I know that," she replied. "But there's something off about-" her comm went off. "Sorry. Yes Master?"

"Ahsoka, we're needed in the war room. It appears the Separatists have mounted another attack," Anakin told her.

"Coming Master," said Ahsoka.

"I'll go with you," Grim decided.

"He didn't say for you to come. We'll talk later."

"Ash wait-"

But Ahsoka had run to see why she had been summoned. Grim sighed, frustrated.

She wasn't going to see Ahsoka again on good terms.

A few hours later Grim had heard the news about Ahsoka being a criminal. She rushed to find Anakin who was already on his way to leave. Anakin turned around and saw her when he sensed her behind him. "Grim. Did you hear?"

"I did. I take it you're on your way to visit her? Let me go with you."

Anakin looked at Grim for a moment. "Sure," he decided.

The two of them headed to the prison. When they arrived Anakin demanded to see Ahsoka. Grim felt uncomfortable with how he was treating Fox, and tried to hold him back a little bit. "Anakin please," she said quietly.

Anakin did not hear her. "I said my Padawan is in there," he told Fox. "Now step aside."

"General Skywalker, Admiral Tarkin has ordered that no one be allowed in there," Fox told him.

Grim noticed his hand became a fist, and grabbed his wrist. She looked at him pleadingly. "Anakin don't. You're going to make this worse."

Anakin looked down at the Padawan. His hand relaxed. Grim let him go. "Alright, come on, let's go."

Grim let out a sigh of relief and gave Fox an apologetic look.

Even after hearing of Ahsoka's escape, Grim did not return.

She had to let things happen. She had to let Ahsoka go.

Although when Anakin returned to the Temple, Grim went to him, as he was on his way to the Council Chambers. "Anakin, I'm sorry to hear-"

He pulled the Padawan to the side. "What's really happening?" Anakin demanded, suddenly.

"Wha- what?" Grim asked, caught off guard.

"You know things, Grim. You know things that you shouldn't know. You may not have visions, but you do know the future, and I've noticed you know more than that. What's happening? Who set up Ahsoka?"

Grim quiet for a moment. "Yes Anakin, I do know things. I have an idea on what's happening, but I am not as sure as I normally am."

"Why not?" Anakin demanded. "Who framed my Padawan? If you know this you have to tell me!"

"I don't know anymore Anakin!" Grim said louder than she had meant to, she was scared.

"How?"

"I don't know, for once in my life I don't know. Okay, Skywalker?! I'm just as in the dark as you. Things aren't happening the way I know things happen. I'm just as blind as you. I don't know."

"Liar," Anakin accused her.

Grim took a step back from him. For a moment they weren't at the Jedi Temple. Tears were in her eyes and she trembled. "I'm not lying, I really don't know. If I knew, I promise I would tell you. I would tell the Council. I-"

Now she was lying, because there was something she knew that she never told anyone, and far more lives depended on that information than Ahsoka's.

"You can fool others, you can even fool Master Kenobi, but you can't fool me. If you care about Ahsoka then tell me what's going on," he demanded.

"I do care about her, but Anakin, I don't know."

He looked at her with anger and disgust. "I have to speak with the Council anyways."

"I'm going with you," decided Grim.

When they reached the Council, the hologram image of Tarkin was there. Grim and Anakin stood to the side as Tarkin spoke. "After further investigation there is little doubt that the clone officers murdered in the escape were killed by none other than Ahsoka Tano herself. She used a Jedi Mind Trick to convince the clone to open the door and then proceeded to cut him down along with five other clones along the way."

"I do not believe Ahsoka could have fallen so far," said Plo Koon.

"That's because she hasn't," Grim insisted.

"The beliefs of the Jedi Council are irrelevant," said Tarkin. "And there is no proof of the contrary," he told the Padawan who was present. "We deal strictly in facts and evidence, and the evidence points to Padawan Tano being guilty of the attack on the Temple and the murder of the Republic officers. This is sedition."

"That isn't true!" Grim argued. "I know Ahsoka, she is innocent."

"You may think you know her Padawan Kennet, but the fact of the matter is that your friend is guilty." Tarkin's call ended.

Grim's hands became fists at her side. She bowed her head, feeling the anger well up inside of her.

Master Mundi addressed Anakin. "Skywalker, was there no way for you to stop your Padawan before she escaped?"

"No, Master Mundi," Anakin answered, moving to stand in the center of the room.

Yoda spoke to Anakin. "The Council believes that Ahsoka may be guilty of the crime-"

"What?!" Grim exclaimed. "No! She isn't! I know she isn't! Masters, you must take my word on this!"

"Padawan Kennet, trust you we do, but cloud you, your emotions do. You and Master Skywalker both," Yoda told her calmly. He addressed Anakin again. "Disagree with the Council you do?"

"I believe Ahsoka didn't kill those clone troopers, or the woman with the nano-droids to blow up the Temple. That's why she's running. To prove her innocence."

"Now she's in the lower depths," said Windu. "With her skills she will be hard to find."

"Two teams we will send," decided Yoda. "Master Skywalker and Master Plo Koon, with clones you will go."

"I think it would be best if Skywalker stays here," Windu told Yoda. He looked at Anakin. "Having you involved may actually make things worse."

"Master Windu, with all due respect, she is my Padawan."

"The reason for you not to go."

Obi-Wan spoke now. "I think we're being foolish if we take Anakin off this mission.Who knows her better?"

"He's emotionally tied to her. Probably too emotional to do what needs to be done."

"I'd rather capture Ahsoka and find out the truth, then let her run because of a lie," Anakin told the Council.

"You must prove to us that you will stay focused," Yoda told him. "Can you?"

"I've already alerted security on the lower levels to be on the lookout for Ahsoka."

"Go swiftly then, Skywalker, and bring back this lost child before it is too late."

"Yes, Master."

As Anakin and Plo left Grim went to follow but Yoda spoke. "Stay a moment, Padawan."

She did as she was told. "What? There's nothing more I can add. I'm not entirely sure what is happening anymore. I've already mentioned this. It isn't the same."

"Yes, we know this," Windu told her. "Which is why we must consider all possibilities."

"I know Ahsoka is innocent, that hasn't changed."

"Grim, you have to be open to it being a possibility," Obi-Wan told her.

"I refuse to consider it, Ahsoka is innocent, you'll see that."

"I'm not saying she isn't. I'm saying you have to be willing to accept the possibility. You don't know everything."

"Yes, Master. I understand." With those words she left the Chambers. She had no intention of going after Ahsoka. She couldn't change this.

This had to stay the same.

She had to let her go.

Anakin and Plo Koon had managed to successfully capture Ahsoka.

Grim ran over to Anakin and Ahsoka, as the two Jedi (the Future Sith and Former Padawan), were on their way to the Chamber Of Judgement. She rushed in front of them and grabbed Ahsoka's hands, tears falling from her eyes.

Ahsoka looked at her with a sorrowful and knowing look. "You know what happens, don't you?" she asked Grim in a whisper.

Slowly, Grim nods her head. "I'm sorry, Ash."

Ahsoka also had a feeling she knew. She gave Grim a half smile, and wiped away her tears. "Don't be, dear. It's out of your control."

Not caring that Anakin was there, Grim kissed Ahsoka.

She didn't want to let go so the Council could expel Ahsoka and leave her to a trial where Ahsoka was innocent but none saw.

Yet, she knew she had to.

And while Ahsoka was soon no longer to be so, Grim was still a Jedi. And a Jedi must let go, nor could they become attached. Grim wasn't attached to Ahsoka but if she allowed love to blind her she would be, and so she ended the kiss and let go of Ahsoka's hands.

"I'm sorry," she told her again, and then she left. Her heart broke further as she did so.

Why did letting go hurt so much?

Later Grim confronted her Master. "Why?" she asked him, her voice breaking. "She's innocent. Why?"

"We didn't have a choice," Obi-Wan told her quietly.

"Yes you did! You didn't have to!" Grim insisted. "You didn't have to..." she was sobbing now.

"How would that have looked, Grim?" He asked her. "If the Council hadn't done what we did, how would that have looked? We're in a very difficult position here."

"I don't care! I don't care about how it would have looked! Ahsoka is innocent and you just expelled her from the Order!"

"I understand your anger, Padawan, but you have to understand-"

"Understand what, Obi-Wan? Understand what?"

"There are times we have to look at a larger picture. I believe you about Ahsoka, but you have to understand how it would have looked if we hadn't done this. And you have to remember to be open to the possibility, you don't know what's happening anymore."

"I do understand that. Trust me, Master, I understand. And just because I don't know exactly what's going on, doesn't mean I don't know about Ahsoka. I know she's innocent. I know she is."

"Do you, Grim? What is it that you understand? Because I don't think you do. I know about you and Ahsoka, but you can't let your feelings for her cloud you about this, and you can't let them become an attachment either. You must learn to let go, or you could be expelled with her."

"Don't do that. Don't do that, Obi-Wan. Don't pull that," she said angrily. "I've let go, don't rub it in. You have no idea how much this hurts."

"I do," he said, looking at her sadly. "I'm sorry Grim, we didn't have a choice."

"I know. I've known all along, and yet I still can't accept it."

"Grim..." he started.

But she had already walked away.

Grim went to her room. She stared at the picture again, picking it up. She traced Ahsoka. "I am so sorry, but I can't risk you. I know I've lost you." She put it back down and cried.

The Council had no choice. Every option was awful. They had to choose the best of the worst. Yet, still Grim was angry with them. Even seeing all of this. Even knowing all of this.

That had been something she noticed. Even when she knew what would happen, it never lessened the impact. Before, it had never hurt. Of course when it was a show Grim had been upset by these episodes. But that had been fiction.

Now everything was real. Ahsoka was not a fictional character. She was a real person. A real, wonderful, kind person. A real person that Grim loved. This wasn't fiction. It never could be fiction again.

Now Ahsoka was hurting, and it hurt Grim too.

Grim watched her trial on the news. She tried to project her feelings to Ahsoka, wanting to let her know that she was sorry.

In the end, Grim had been right. It had been another Jedi behind the attack. She felt angry towards them. How dare they? Were the Jedi not supposed to be family?

Then again, soon her brother would also be a traitor.

When Ahsoka's trial was over, Grim was too late to stop her from leaving. She wasn't going to anyways. Instead she rushed over to her. "Ahsoka! Wait!" Grim cried.

Ahsoka stopped and turned around to look at her. "Grim, I'm sorry, but I can't stay here."

Tears ran down Grim's face. "I know, Ash," she admitted.

Yes, she knew Ahsoka couldn't stay.

Grim also knew that her leaving probably protected her from Order 66, of course she was still affected by it, but had she been at the Temple, had she faced Anakin, she would die.

Grim knew Ahsoka couldn't stay, and it was for the best that she left. But it still hurts.

"Then why did you stop me?" she asked her.

"I don't want to let you go, not yet. I don't even know if we'll see each other again," Grim admitted.

There was so much that could happen to Grim between now and whenever she may reunite with her.

Her heart broke at the idea of never seeing Ahsoka again, after everything they had been through together.

After all the secrets they had shared.

Ahsoka grabbed Grim's hands and stared into her eyes.

Ahsoka's gentle brown eyes met with Grim's green ones, which shimmered with tears.

Ahsoka smiled comfortingly and brushed a tear that had begun to fall down Grim's cheek.

"We will," she promised.

She placed her lips against Grim's, and pulled away.

Grim smiled, "may the force be with you, Ahsoka," she said.

Ahsoka smiled back, "and with you, Grim." With those words Ahsoka continued to leave the Temple.

Grim did not stop her, she did not need to stop her.

She noticed Anakin rush past her, but she did not stop him. She just watched with tearful eyes.

Grim fought back her tears, she did not know why she cried, Ahsoka had promised that they would see each other once more.

One day.

Although it seemed far away.

It had been several minutes and Anakin had not returned inside the Temple. Grim frowned and left to find him outside.

He was still watching the stairs that Ahsoka had left, as if hoping any moment she would rush back.

Grim smiled sadly and walked over to him, placing a hand on his back. "Anakin," Grim said softly. "She's not coming back."

Anakin looked down and saw Grim. "She has to, the Jedi Order is her life. She can't throw it away like that! And why aren't you upset? I know you and Ahsoka are together. Aren't you upset?"

"I am," Grim said quietly. "I also understand that it was her choice to leave. She has her own life, her own path ahead of her. If that path lies outside the Jedi, then it lies outside the Jedi. I know you want her to come back, but it was her choice." She gave Anakin a comforting smile, "why don't you come back in? It's getting dark and a little cold out here."

Anakin understood that Grim was right.

He also understood how Ahsoka felt. He too knew what it was like to want to leave the Jedi. "You're right, let's go in."

Grim hugged Anakin, "she's going to be okay," she told him. Anakin smiled slightly and hugged Grim back.

Both of them were devastated by Ahsoka's choice to leave the Order, but at the end of the day it was her choice.

And even if Ahsoka was gone, Grim and Anakin still had each other and Obi-Wan.

Things would get better, and one day they would see Ahsoka again.

Grim let go.