Before they knew it, the little girl had almost every clone under General Skywalkers and Kenobi's command wrapped around her little pudgy fingers. Which was to be expected. It was a treat when they had a little five-year-old general to hang out with. His presence and his innocence would distract them from their usual day to day life, reminding them that there was more to life than just war and fighting. But to have a small, child, one that was six months old at the most, helped some of the clones realize something. It helped some of them realize that children were lovely and were adorable, while others, it helped them realize that they could do without taking care of a little tyke like her.

It also helped them realize that their Jedi was an absolute sucker for the tiny human. It was normal to see the General with the little girl in his arms, taking her along with each and every task he had; only putting her down for her naps, when he needs to take a shower or do other tasks, in which, he will hand off the child to the clones, much to their joy. The general usually tried to avoid giving the child to the clones, not because they were bad caretakers, but because it usually took a while for him to get the child back (So far, the record was almost five hours after the clones had all decided to take part in their brother's antics and play a game of 'Keep Away' in which multiple clones carried bundles of blankets, occasionally trading bundles in exchange for the child. It took a stare down from the General and Rex for them to give it up.)

Rex peaked into the room, trying to find his general before leaning back around the corner with a sigh. He wasn't surprised that he had found Anakin taking a nap with the youngling again (he wasn't going to complain, it was making those dark circles disappear from his face at last). Anakin having his arm curled under his head with the baby sleeping on his chest, his left hand resting on the back of the child. He shook his head at the sight, a small smile appearing on his face. At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if his general adopted the girl as soon as they landed on Coruscant.

Rex closed the door and started to creep away from the door when he closed his eyes and cringed when his communicator went off.

"Rex here."

"Captain Rex," he made a face when Admiral Yularen's voice came through the speaker, the Admiral never contacted the clone captain unless he needed to talk to the General." The Chancellor wishes to speak to General Skywalker." Of course, he did.

"Understood." The door slid open right behind him, making him turn around to see a bleary-eyed, half-asleep general who was carrying the sleeping girl with one arm, rubbing his eyes with the other.

"I heard, I'm on my way." Rex grabbed his general's arm as he started to walk off, taking the time to fix Anakin's hair so it wouldn't be sticking straight up. He got a tired grin when he gave his nod of approval. It wasn't until they were right in front of the holopad when he noticed the way his general kept on blinking rapidly and shaking his head as if he was trying to clear something from his eyes.

"You alright General?" his words startled Anakin.

"Huh? oh yeah, I'm good." Rex watched his general who set his face into a frown before focusing back on the holopad, just in time to see the Chancellor tune in.

Rex let his mind wander off as the two adults greeted each other, the chancellor commenting on the youngling for only a second before moving on. He kept on glancing at his general though, taking note of the way he pinched the bridge of his nose, or the way he would fidget in place but he kept quiet.

"It was such a shame those poor- Are you feeling ill my boy? You don't look well." The chancellor's words made Rex looked over at his general, where he was taking deep breathes with scrunched up eyes. He stayed like that for a few more seconds, before reluctantly opening his eyes to face the chancellor once again.

"Yes Chan- "

"Sir," Rex cut him off, walking over to stand right next to the Jedi and to offer him a handkerchief," Your nose, it's bleeding." With a frown on his face, the Jedi hesitantly touched his upper lip, pulling his hand away to see his fingertips covered with blood. He took the handkerchief and pressed it to his nose.

"I'm sorry Chancellor, but I have to go." And in a way that was uncharacteristic of Anakin, he disconnected from the call, not even giving the chancellor the chance to say goodbye. As soon as he disconnected the call, his shoulders slumped as he let out a sigh. Rex stared at his general as he thought about the situation. It was odd that his general started to feel unwell right before connecting the call with the chancellor. And it was even odder that the man had a nose bleed in the middle of the call. Jedi were known for being physically fit and they were also a little bit harder to hurt than compared to normal people. Even when his prosthetic had hit him in the nose, the most he got was a little bit tender, he didn't get a nosebleed.

"Rex," his voice sounded nasally because of the nose bleed, slightly leaning his head back to stop the blood flow" From now on, tell the Chancellor that I'm busy when he tries to talk to me." he blinked in surprise at that.

"Sir?" Anakin shifted the little girl in his arms, trying his best to make sure he didn't wake her up.

"there something…off about Chancellor Palpatine," Anakin pulled away from the handkerchief, his frown deepening at the lack of blood. Rex had to admit that it was odd that his nosebleed stopped this soon after the call ended." Something in the Chancellor has changed, I will have to talk to the Council about this, here take Amare." The clone captain made a face at the word, taking the little girl into his arms as he asked the question.

"Amare? You named her?" a grin appeared on his face when Anakin turned a light red, averting his eyes as he answered the question.

"Well, she needed a name, it's not like we could keep calling her 'baby' or 'little girl' and she needs a name-Rex take that grin off your face." Rex just stared at his Jedi, a shit-eating grin on his face, making Anakin turn a deeper red before clearing his throat.

"Well then, I will see you later Rex, take care of Amare."

"Don't worry sir," he wrapped the blankets around Amare as his general walked out of the room, "I'll take care of your daughter."

Rex will never forget the way his general whipped around, his face turning a bright red that would put a tomato to shame. Anakin opened his mouth to say something, but Rex wasn't able to get the pleasure of hearing his embarrassed voice due to the door sliding close at that moment. He snickered to himself before looking down to Amare, tenderly kissing the top of her head, taking in that 'baby smell' that women seem to love so much.

"Don't worry Amare," she yawned widely, stretching the best a child her age could before falling back asleep.

"Your uncle Rex will take good care of you."