Landing

                                    

                                          
Anakin quickly took the controls of the ship. "Activate all drag flaps and reverse thrusters." 
                          
I pressed the controls wildly, not entirely sure what I was doing. We hit the atmosphere and the ship jerked. Flames formed around the ship as the heat of our reentry grew. Another jolt rocked the ship. 
                          
"I think we lost something." Anakin observed. 
                          
Obi wan braced himself against the controls. "Not to worry. We are still flying half a ship." 
                          
As the surface of Coruscant came into view, fire ships flanked us, blasting the blazing shuttle with water. "We'll guide you in." One of the pilots spoke over the coms. 
                          
"There's a landing strip." Obi wan pointed out. 
                          
"We're coming in too fast." Anakin noted. 
                          
The belly of the ship scraped across the metal landing platform. The whole thing rocked and twisted as he slid down the runway, taking out a coms tower in the process. Finally, we slowed to a stop. 
                          
Obi wan pushed the hair out of his face. "Another happy landing." 
                          
I looked at him and chuckled. 
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We brought the Chancellor back to the Senate building where Anakin stayed behind. Then, Obi wan and I returned to the Jedi Temple. 
                          
I opened the door to my room and sighed. It was good to be home. A layer of dust coated everything - a sign that I had been gone for a while. 
                          
I wandered the halls. I wasn't sure what to do. I wish I could've gone to help Ahsoka, but I knew the Council would never let me. I had to trust that my home was in good hands, which it was. Ahsoka probably had things all wrapped up by now. 
                          
I heard something coming from farther up the hall. I couldn't help but smile. I knew exactly where it was coming from, and who it was. I continued around the corner and, sure enough, Jarris stood, whacking the training dummy with a wooden sword. 
                          
I chuckled. "I'm surprised you haven't broken it yet." 
                          
He turned. "Lianna!" He rushed forward and gave me a hug. 
                          
I laughed. "I missed you too." 
                          
He pulled back. "So... how's the war?"
                          
I shrugged. "Same old, same old. Violence, fighting, death, the usual." 
                          
We sat down on one of the benches. 
                          
I sighed. "Sometimes I feel like it's never going to end." 
                          
He placed a hand on my shoulder. "Of course it will. And I'll bet we come out on top." 
                          
I met his gaze. "You're strangely confident for someone who hasn't been on the front lines in a while." 
                          
"No fair." He protested. "That's not up to me." 
                          
My smile faded. "Have you asked him yet?"
                          
He hung his head. "No."
                          
"Why not?" I placed my hand over his clenched fist. "I think you're more than ready." 
                          
"I know, but..." he sighed. "what am I supposed to do? Just blurt it out - 'Master Windu do you think I'm ready to face the Trials?'"
                          
"Yes." The familiar voice made us both jump. We turned. Master Windu stood in the doorway.