Ahsoka goes missing

An hour had passed since Ahsoka retired to her bed. Padme sat in the lounge, one half of her bored stiff and the other worried about Ahsoka. She hadn't even been here five minutes and something had to happen. Would Ahsoka actually die? No, impossible. A Jedi Knight killed by a dodgy bag of fish, it was laughable...as long as it stayed fictional.

It wasn't like Ahsoka to go silent for so long. Yes, being ill may be the cause of it. But there was something different about Ahsoka ever since eating the fish bites, almost like she was angry as well as pained.

Padme had given up on sitting and waiting for Ahsoka to recover, at least she could be of some use to Ahsoka and help her recovery.

She knocked first, receiving nothing. She called out for her, but received no reply. Then finally she entered.

And the reason why nobody replied was because nobody was in there. Padme could've sworn blind that she'd seen the unwell Togruta walk through this door with her tail between her legs.

Padme investigated the room. Searching under the bed, the walk-in closet, anywhere a slim five foot girl could hide. But Ahsoka was gone...somehow.

Padme would interrogate the girl later on about how she seemed to just disappear, but she had to find her, get her healed...and then wring her neck.

But where should she start first?