Grim could not get Father's words out of her head.

What if he wasn't lying? What if she truly was destroying the very universe she was fighting to protect?

The mere concept destroyed her.

It would have meant everything she had suffered thus far was for nothing, and even if it was in vain she knew she would still fight.

Grim had to, no matter how many times the Force told her that she would fail.

Grim refused to believe the events of the future were predetermined and written in stone, the fate of the Jedi sealed. And she knew they weren't.

Grim meditated to clear her head of her worries. Reciting a Jedi mantra under her breath. It helped her feel like a Jedi and not a stranger. She knew she belonged here, as a Jedi Padawan. Over her stay in this universe she had come to see the Temple as her home and the Jedi as her family.

Though after what had happened on Mortis she was reminded of how alien she was.

She found herself floating in a void between two universes, her heart unsure of which she belonged in. Perhaps she belonged in both, perhaps neither. Although it did not matter. The one she was in now was her home.

Anakin walked over the mediating padawan. He had been bothered by the events that had taken place on Mortis. He still did not understand what the connection between Grim and Father had been. The way she acted, what she knew, there was more to her than what she let on.

Anakin was also bothered by the way she had reacted when Father had told him that she was not who she said. There was no need to draw her lightsaber at those words, not if it was a trick.

There was no denying that she was hiding something about her. He always knew there was more to what she said and did than she let on, but he never pryed. There was no need, he trusted his old master's new padawan.

He had grown to see her almost like a little sister.

Although that trust had been shaken by the events of Mortis. By Father's words and her reply.

"Grim," he said. "We need to talk about what happened on Mortis."

The padawan opened her eyes and exited her mediation. She looked at Anakin and sighed.

Grim had known he would bring this up again. He had questions and she had answers.

Answers that she could not give, not fully.

For Grim would not tell Anakin the full truth behind the way she acted, or what she had said.

This was because she was afraid, afraid of what he might do if he knew and she failed.

"Of course," she said with a sigh. "It's about what Father told us, I assume?"

"Yes," Anakin confirmed. "And about you."

"Me?"

"You're being closed off. You're shutting me out. You're hiding something from me, Grim. You're keeping secrets," he accused her.

"Oh?" replied Grim, becoming agitated at Anakin. "I'm the one hiding things and keeping secrets? That's rich coming from the man who has a secret wife, not to mention is hiding the fact that he massacred an entire village out of revenge, using the dark side. You're one to lecture me about keeping secrets, Skywalker," she snapped.

The way she said his name was as if it was poison on her tongue. Her words were sharp like a knife.

Anakin stared at her, unable to speak.

How had she known about that?

Visions could not tell her that, and that massacre of the Tusken village happened before her apprenticeship with Master Kenobi.

Before she knew him.

Before anyone had seen her.

"What did you just say?" he asked her. His voice was quiet, shaken by her words.

Grim was still too riled up in her blind anger at the Jedi who she knew would betray her one day. In front of her, the man she saw as she said these awful things was Darth Vader.

The Sith Lord he would become.

"You heard me just fine," she said. "You lecture me on keeping secrets when you have plenty of skeletons in your closet. Don't you dare lecture me on something you do the same."

"At least I'm not closed off, and avoiding the entire galaxy!" Anakin retorted back at her. He was hurt by this and now that pain switched to anger. "There is no way you could have even known these things! What is it that you are hiding?"

"Plenty of things," she remarked. "Things that quite frankly, are none of your business."

"Maybe The Father was right about you, maybe you really aren't who you say you are," Skywalker said. His voice went cold.

Grim stopped. Her heart dropped.

"What?" she said, her voice just barely audible. "Anakin wait-"

"You heard me just fine, Grim," he snapped. He turned on his heel and marched away, leaving the padawan alone to her guilt.

Grim watched Anakin leave as her heart shattered into pieces. She wished she could take back what she had said, but she knew that it was too late.

Her mind was swirling with what Anakin had said. With what she now realized she revealed.

She couldn't have known about what Anakin had done before the war began. Not with the stories and lies she told him. Yet she had snapped at him for keeping such a thing secret. When he trusted so little to tell of what had occurred.

She knew he no longer trusted her.

What had she just done?

She had lost herself in time again. She had seen the wrong man's face. She hadn't seen it at all. Merely the mask of a ghost who did not yet haunt.

She was shaken up by her argument with Anakin and what had occurred on Mortis.

Especially with what The Father had said to her. And then when Anakin had teamed up with The Son-

She shuddered at the memory.

She had blended two times together so that she saw a ghost of a living man. And she had done so again, when she argued with Anakin.

Grim knows who Anakin is, but she also sees who he'll become. So her mind blends them into one and crimes he has yet to commit he has already committed. Even so, he has already done unspeakable acts.

So the man and the future phantom were already the same.

Grim closed her eyes and went back to her meditation. Trying to calm her storm of thoughts. To remind herself that there was no shadow here to haunt. That light remained.

She reached into the Force feeling those lights. The lights of the galaxy that gave her hope and the light of her family. She reminded herself that Father had also told her she could save the galaxy.

The future isn't written.

She opened her eyes. She should speak with Obi-Wan about what had occurred on that world, on why she had attacked Anakin the way she did when he accepted the darkness.

Standing up, Grim went to go find her Master. She found him walking and talking with some other Jedi. Although she couldn't make out their conversation. "Hey Master, can we talk?" Grim asked him.

"Of course," said Obi-Wan. He excused himself and went over to Grim. "What is it you want to discuss?"

"What happened on that mission," she replied.

Grim seemed uncertain when she spoke. Absent-mindedly she wrapped and unwrapped her padawan braid around her finger, as she twirled it around. A habit she would do on the occasion when she was nervous about something.

"Is there something that's bothering you about what happened?" Obi-Wan asked. He too was bothered by what had occurred on that strange planet.

"Multiple things that are bothering me about it," she replied. "And I'd also like to apologize for how I acted when Anakin....well you saw what happened. I was thinking of something else, the scenery being similar didn't help," Grim admitted.

"That feels like something you should apologize to Anakin for," Obi-Wan told her.

"One, he doesn't remember that, Father erased his memories of learning the future and then teaming up with Son to prevent that future. Two, I just had an argument with Anakin and have other things to apologize to him for, but an apology definitely isn't going to take back what I said. So I'm telling you because you're the only one who knows about that," she replied.

"What else is bothering you, then?"

Grim sighed. "Father gave me a chance to go back to my universe. To leave this one and return, but as you can clearly see, I refused. They won't remember me now. I told Father I'd rather stay here, to help the Jedi, I still want to change the ending, I still will change the ending," she told him. "I saw my family again, I saw them, master. When I first decided to become a Jedi, I was awestruck, and yes, I was certain then when I made that decision, the fact that I may never return, I didn't consider that. Don't get me wrong, I don't regret it for an instant...but I can't help but wonder about everything I left behind in favor of this life."

Obi-Wan placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, as she looked up into his eyes. When Obi-Wan spoke, his words were gentle, genuine, and kind. "Grim, I want you to listen to me," he said. She nodded and he went on. "I am proud of you, and even if you had accepted the offer, I still would be. You always have the choice to stay or leave."

"Not this universe, I won't get that chance again," she told him. "...did I make the right choice?"

"Do you think you made the right choice?" he asked her.

Grim was quiet as she thought about it for a moment. "Yes. I do believe I made the right choice. This place is my home now, and you're my family just as much. My universe, it can survive, and they will move on with time. Here, there are things I can do to help. I made a promise to save as many lives as possible and change the ending, even if I never had to, and I won't go back on that promise."

Obi-Wan patted her shoulder and smiled at her. "Then you already know the answer."

She wrapped her arms around him. Hugging the Jedi Master. "Thank you, Master."

He hugged her as well. "You're welcome, my dear Padawan."

Grim let go, and smiled. She was glad to have Obi-Wan as her Master. Grim made the right choice deciding to stay. "Well, I'm going to go find Ahsoka now, see you Master."

Grim skipped along to find Ahsoka, her worries now gone. She had promised Ahsoka that she would explain what had happened, that she had died. Grim also felt it was time to come clear to her about her origins. As Ahsoka and Grim were now girlfriends, Grim didn't want such a big secret between them.

Grim found the other padawan practicing with her lightsabers. "Hey Ash, mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," Ahsoka replied, already moving to give Grim some space to practice next to her.

Grim smiled and took the spot, before activating her lightsaber and falling into her own practice routine. At this point in the war the movements had become so ingrained into her she barely had to think about it, just be mindful of her surroundings so as to not hurt anyone or anything. "I promised I would tell you what happened on Mortis," mentioned Grim.

"Yes, I remember," replied Ahsoka. "What is it that happened to me that everyone was so worried about?"

"Well, you were kind of possessed by Son, and then he kind of killed you," Grim told her.

Ahsoka lowered her lightsabers and stared at Grim. "What?! Then how the kriff am I alive?"

"Because Anakin resurrected you with the help of Father and Daughter," Grim explained.

"So I was possessed by what was practically the god of the dark side and then killed, before Anakin resurrected me with the help of two other god-like people?" Ahsoka asked, in complete shock of what she was being told.

"Pretty much," replied Grim, she had also stopped practicing, having deactivated her lightsaber and clipped it back on her belt.

Ahsoka deactivated her lightsabers and clipped them to her belt. "At least that explains why you said you didn't think you would get the chance to tell me how you feel about me. Did I hurt anyone when I was.... possessed?"

"No, I mean you attacked Skywalker, Master Kenobi, and I, but you didn't hurt any of us. I mean me almost, but Skywalker stopped that," Grim admitted.

"Are you not phased by what you're saying or what happened?" Ahsoka asked Grim in shock. "Because you're being surprisingly casual about this."

"Well...that brings me to the other thing I wanted to talk about. As we're now girlfriends, I don't think I should just hide this anymore," Grim admitted.

"Hide what?" Ahsoka asked, tilting her head confused.

"The truth about me," she said. "Ahsoka, I'm from another universe. In my universe all of this is fictional," she admitted. "But even though it was once fiction, it's very real now," Grim stepped closer to Ahsoka. "I promised the Council, when I became a Jedi, that I would save as many lives as possible, and I intend to keep that promise, Ahsoka. You're very real to me, and you deserve to know."

Ahsoka was quiet, trying to process the information that Grim had just revealed. After a moment she took Grim's hand and walked closer to her. Their heads nearly touched. She kissed Grim and then whispered, "thank you for telling me." She moved to give Grim more space. "However, I wish you told me earlier."

"I know," whispered Grim. "I was just afraid of what you would think."

"I think nothing new," replied Ahsoka. "You're still the same person, I just know a little more."

Grim smiled. "I love you."

Ahsoka smiled. "I love you, too."