Valentina's POV

I sat on a bench with the now three year old girl who kept asking for her dad.

It has been two days after Itachi's death.

"Daddy? Where's daddy?", she asked.

"He isn't coming anymore", I coldly replied to her. I didn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Why?", she asked.

I sigh in annoyance. This baby talks a lot. Is it even normal for a three-year-old to talk this much?

She stopped talking, and I turned to look at the direction she was looking to see what caused her silence.

The masked man Tobi.

"I see you haven't left with your other friends", he said.

I carried the baby and began to walk away from him. I didn't want to talk to a man who has an eye that reminds me of Itachi Uchiha.

"Leave me alone", I told him. "Stop stalking me-".

"With no one to report the village's whereabouts and secrets to, this village is no use to you", he began.

This man had listened to my conversation with Karin and Suigetsu....

"Create a war with me and fight by my side", he continued and I stopped in my tracks.

I thought about Orochimaru-Sama and how much he hated Konoha. I thought about how I didn't complete the last mission he gave me which was to kill Itachi Uchiha.
Destroying Konoha could be the least I could do to honor Orochimaru-samas's memory.

Obito's POV

After she agreed to go against Konoha, I took her to the secret lair.

I watch Lily and her daughter fall asleep sitting down in the couch in front of mine.

I'm surprised Lily hasn't cried. She seemed really hurt.
This event has really reminded me of myself.

I don't remember when I drifted off to sleep but when I opened my eyes I was in the same underground cave I was staying years ago.
Was it all a bad dream?

I looked up and saw the same grey rock ceiling as before and was unable to move.

Was everything just a dream?
Had I traveled back in time?

If I can move now maybe I can save Rin.
I started crawling but didn't move forward. I crawled and crawled.....Rin.....

My eyes opened and I saw Lily sitting in the couch in front of mine, with her daughter still in her arms.

I looked around the room and we were in the lair.
It was all a nightmare.
I hadn't had them in years.

The young anbu shot me one of those "you-are-weird" looks and quickly left with her daughter to another room.

I stayed alone with my thoughts and fear of more nightmares.