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Plot: [AU] In which Padmé Amidala is alive, but Anakin Skywalker still turned to Darth Vader. While Padmé and the twins are safely hidden in Naboo, the Empire continues to reign. Ahsoka Tano, being one of the few Jedi who escaped Order 66, is living with Padmé and her children. Leia has grown fond of Ahsoka and decides to ask her a question.

Two. Holding On and Letting Go

Sometimes we're holding angels and we never even know.

xXx

"Ahsoka?"

Ahsoka Tano looked up and smiled as eight years old Leia came walking into her bedroom. It was late—the stars were out and Luke was undoubtedly asleep already, but Ahsoka knew that his twin would always find a way to sneak into Ahsoka's bedroom.

"Hello, Leia." Ahsoka said softly. "Couldn't sleep?"

Leia climbed onto Ahsoka's bed and shook her head. "No. Tell me a story, Auntie Ahsoka."

Ahsoka grinned and she ruffled Leia's already unkempt hair. "You know that your mother wouldn't like that right now, Leia." She said. "Wait 'till morning."

Leia shook her head again. "No," she said firmly. "I want a story now."

Ahsoka couldn't help but to laugh. Seeing a child this stubborn always amused her, no matter what the situation was.

"Really, Leia?" Ahsoka asked, crossing her legs. "What would you want the story to be about?"

"My daddy."

A sharp, sudden pang went through Ahsoka's heart and it was harder to breathe. She gripped the covers of her bed and forced a smile.

"Why?" Ahsoka asked softly. "I thought that you didn't want to talk about him."

Leia shrugged halfheartedly. "I had a dream." She said casually. "A dream with my daddy in it."

Ahsoka frowned. "What did he look like?"

Leia paused and then replied, "He had blue eyes—like Luke's eyes, only he had an ugly scar across one of them." She made a scratching gesture across her face to show her point.

"Really." Ahsoka struggled to remain calm. It hurt to remember what her master looked like, to think about who he really was before he turned.

"Really," Leia nodded. "And he was laughing. And happy. He was holding Mommy and Luke and you and me. We were all playing." The little girl's eyes shone with happiness at the thought. "I think Mommy looked happiest, though. She wasn't crying anymore."

Ahsoka startled at Leia's last comment. It was true that Padmé cried often, but she had never allowed her children to see her doing so. Ahsoka could hardly blame her for crying, either. To be truthful, she didn't think that her friend would ever be the same, not with Anakin gone.

"How did you know that your mother cried?" Ahsoka asked quietly.

Leia shrugged. "I can see her sometimes." She replied. "She doesn't think I can see her, but I do."

Ahsoka sighed and clasped her hands. "Alright, Leia." She said at last. "What story do you want me to tell about your daddy?"

Leia smiled and rested her chin on her elbows. "I want you to tell me about what he was like." She said cheerfully and Ahsoka's heart sank again. She knew that this girl didn't know who her father really was—Padmé and she were careful to not reveal anything about Anakin. They had planned that they weren't going to tell the twins about the truth until much, much later.

So, what could Ahsoka tell her?

"Your father was…kind." Ahsoka murmured, closing her eyes. She could feel Leia leaning towards her with anticipation.

A small lump lodged itself into Ahsoka's throat and with a small shudder, she forced herself to continue. "He was kind." She repeated softly.

"They're asking you back, Ahsoka." Anakin said with a small smile and reached into his back pocket. He extended his hand shortly after, revealing a small, beaded braid—Ahsoka's braid. "I'm asking you back."

"A savior, even." Ahsoka continued, her eyes still closed. Hot tears were beginning to spring from under her eyelids and she couldn't allow Leia to see them.

"You can't do this!" Ahsoka heard Anakin yelling loudly as she was slowly lowered back to the ground. Her head was ringing. Was she really banned from the Order? Was she…

She could sense Anakin trying to reach out for her. She could just feel—

'Ahsoka, look at me.' Ahsoka heard Anakin's voice through the Force. 'Ahsoka, I'm going to fix this.'

Ahsoka couldn't bring herself to answer.

"But then, he lost people." Ahsoka whispered. "And it…hurt him."

"I'm sorry, Master, but I'm not coming back."

Ahsoka wasn't aware that tears were sliding down her face until Leia placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Ahsoka." The girl said in a small voice. "Are you really tired?"

Ahsoka opened her eyes and wiped away her tears quickly. "No, I'm fine," she said with a forced smile.

Leia's were wide with concern and though Ahsoka had always thought that she took after Padmé, she could see Anakin looking right back at her. Leia, at that very moment, was looking at Ahsoka with the same care and kindness that Anakin had after a particularly bad day that Ahsoka would have.

Of course, Ahsoka and Anakin fought most of the time, but the Togruta would never forget about her former master's eyes. Not that amount of care in them, anyways.

Leia quickly wrapped her arms around Ahsoka's neck. "Do you miss my daddy?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, Leia." Ahsoka replied, hugging the girl back. "I miss him very much."

A/N: This was a bit shorter than I wanted it to be, but I hope that the quantity doesn't matter to you guys. ;) I've got the next chapter planned out, but if you guys have any other ideas of a song drabble, please don't hesitate to leave it in your review. [I won't accept any other requests unless they're put through a review, mwahahahaha...]

Ahsoka: So, your readers have to review?

Me: *smiles guiltily* Yes.

Ahsoka: Why?

Me: ...because I like reviews. And constructive criticism...ish. [Mixed feelings there. XD] And I hate flames.

Anakin: You've mentioned that. And ha, now we don't have to do the review notice because YOU just said it yourself!

Me: WHAT?! No, I did not!

Anakin: Yes, you did!

Ahsoka: Why are you updating this story right now, anyways? It's only 1 : 23 pm. You're not supposed to be back from school yet.

Me: I skipped school. Stupid allergies/sick. Bleah. BUT THAT MEANS MORE WRITING TIME YAAAAY!

Anakin: O.O Aaaand we're ending this here. Bye!