This is a story of Ahsoka Tano's last morning of her life. It takes place well after the Yuuzhan Vong War during the Legacy Era. It would actually be the last chapter of a story I am planning (in my head) now.
It is a story fit better for Valentine's Day and I was going to wait until 2015 to publish but with Season Six and Rebels coming out, I thought it was better to get this out as the Star Wars universe we know now may change.
This is not only my first FanFiction, but my first fiction-even from when I was in high school. I hope it's not too sappy.
It is rated M for sexual innuendos in Chapter Two.
I am not highly knowledgeable about Star Wars technology (i.e., can a ship really show on a monitor in another ship while both are in hyperspace?) so I hope I don't make too many faux pas.
All characters mentioned except for those without names in this story are the property of Disney. johnt
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It was the morning when Ahsoka Tano was in the museum of the Jedi. She was older than she or anyone could remember. Three generations of the Jedi she had trained and seen off since the defeat of the Empire. During the times of the Yuuzhan Vong War she fought, and during the resurgence of the Empire earlier under Thrawn as well. But for a time, there had been peace. She had been retired from the Order for a while, but not before she was a Grand Master herself, showered with honors from the Republic. She had also been the matriarch of one of the most influential families of the Republic.
This was the exhibit room with the old equipment and antiques from the era of the Clone Wars. No one else was in the room except her and her great-granddaughter sitting next to her. It didn't seem people had much interest in ancient history. Equipment, such as the old Phase I Clone armor (the Phase II armor perhaps too similar to the more recent Stormtroopers of the Empire), astromechs, weapons, such as BlasTech carbines, and small ships from that time were there as well, such as a LAAT/i Gunship. Things from a time when she was very young, but she still remembered them clearly. Just like she did the people from that time.
They were all gone now. Sweet Padme, Plo Koon, Windu, Ayala, Riyo, Captain Rex, Kit, all of them. Barriss as well; who redeemed herself and went on to partake in the fight to restore democracy to the Republic, as she had done. Some went too soon, like Steela of Onderon and Petro and Katooni that she took on their Gathering, killed in The Purge. Some went when they were destined to, like Obi-wan and Master Yoda, who left when the new hope had been found. And one, Anakin, left when he finally discovered that love could topple empires.
But what hurt most of all was the leaving of her loving husband of several decades, just under a year ago. This was the first time in memory that she would spend this day that was so special to them without him. Somehow, they had both survived to a very old age despite being in the center of the worst battles of the Republic for the last three generations. Some people scoffed at their relationship. 'Stay with your own kind,' was the typical response from people, Togrutas or humans, from both planets. But they stayed together. Those others did not look more than skin-deep. They did not see the love between the two.
This was a day honoring love; long forgotten from the old times in the Republic, but used by council of The New Jedi Order long ago, soon after the fall of the Empire, to proclaim the end of the attachment rule and the acceptance of love in The Order. By the end of that day, Ahsoka was at the front of the Jedi Temple with her husband and daughters, the oldest of which, then still young, was a hero for the Alliance to Restore Democracy, requesting re-admittance to The Order. It was quickly accepted by Grand Master Luke Skywalker. Since it's resurgence, this day had become a day celebrated throughout the Republic as a day honoring love.
Their first kiss was on this day—Ahsoka's and her soon-to-be-husband's. She still smiles at the remembrance of that time. She accidentally, unknowingly, bit his lip with one of her sharp teeth, and then noticed the small drop of blood on his lower lip. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to fall through the floor, but he shrugged it off with joke. "Gee, Ahsoka," he said, "do I taste as good as I am handsome?" She had one of the biggest smiles she ever made when he said that. "Yes and yes," she said. They kissed again; this time much more passionately, but Ahsoka was more careful this time.
A year later, on this day, they were married. They both made love with each other for the first time that wedding night. It was the first time for both of them. They were that special to each other.