This drabble was a hard one for me to get through, actually. I find that I write little Iyla better than teenage Iyla. Little Iyla definitely comes easier for me, so I'll probably go through the list of suggestions I have and pick out a little Iyla prompt for the next chapter. I miss that cute baby!

This chapter deals with teenage Iyla revealing details about the future to Obi-Wan and Co. and their reactions to it, which aren't great. Basically they freak out and don't take it well. Especially Obi-Wan, who might seem a bit OOC, but he is human and I'm sure finding out that you have a daughter you never knew about would be a bit overwhelming and shocking. I threw in some drama to help bring everyone to their senses and ended on a positive and hopeful note.

I hope you guys like this drabble even though I know it's not my best. But I got a lot of requests for teenage Iyla going back in time and fixing the future, so I decided to give it a shot. Hopefully it was a good shot and doesn't suck. *shrugs*


Chapter 2: That's Impossible

16-year-old Iyla Kenobi stood still and silent trying not to seem too intimidated or anxious at the sheer number of eyes turned on her expectantly.

"So you're…from the future…?" Anakin Skywalker asked skeptically.

"Uh…yes," Iyla answered looking at the various expressions staring at her from the entire 212th, 501st, and three Jedi in front of her.

"That explains a lot, actually," Ahsoka spoke up nonchalantly. "Makes sense."

"Yeah, I figured something was up after the third battle you helped us win. Unless you're some military genius, there had to be something else going on," Rex said.

"Time travel isn't real," Obi-Wan argued. "It's impossible."

"Maybe it is in this time, but not where…when… I'm from," Iyla replied.

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow and then narrowed his eyes to study her distrustfully. Iyla bit her lip and shrunk a bit under his gaze.

"Alright, so, you're from the future, where time travel is real, and you know all about our battles and how to win them," Anakin said. "And we're just supposed to believe this and move on with our day?"

"No," Iyla said. "I understand you're cautious and most of you don't believe me or think I'm a spy or something. Which is fine. I'd think the same, but I promise you this is real and I am not from this time. I am from the year 3272 LY. I'm not a spy. I'm a Jedi. Like my father before me. Trained by Master Yoda himself."

"3272 LY?" Anakin asked in shock. "Like your father? Trained by Yoda? This just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

"None of this makes any sense," Obi-Wan spoke up. "There's no way Master Yoda would take on a young student in 3272 LY, I mean, he must be at least…"

"891 years old," Iyla answered. "And he did take me on when I was 13. Or…when I am 13….when I will be 13…I don't know this is all confusing. Let's just say that I was Yoda's student when he was super old. Well, he's been super old for a while so-"

"Ok, ok. Enough," Ahsoka interrupted. "Yes, Master Yoda is ancient. We all agree on that. I happen to believe you are from the future. It's not too hard to believe now that you stop and think about it," she said looking exasperatedly at her Masters. "But, my real question is, why are you here?"

"Ah, yes. Well, I'm afraid that's a bit harder to explain," Iyla answered.

"Oh, great. I can't wait to see how this can possibly get more complicated and weird," Obi-Wan sassed.

Iyla ignored him and continued. "I'm here to change things," she answered.

"Change what things?" Cody asked from next to Obi-Wan.

"Everything," she replied seriously.

"Why?" Anakin asked.

"Because everyone's lives depend on it. The fate of the entire galaxy depends on it."

"Whoa, taking on a bit much for a little girl, huh?" Rex asked.

"I am not a little girl. I am a Jedi," Iyla said defiantly.

"Ok, my apologies, little Jedi," Rex teased.

Iyla scowled at him.

"Hang on," Obi-Wan interrupted. "You're trying to change history? As in mess with time and risk ruining everyone's lives?"

"Your lives are ruined if I don't. At least now there's a chance to change that," Iyla shrugged.

"Ok, I think you better start talking, kid," Anakin said. "Tell us everything."

"You sure you want to know?"

"We don't have much choice do we? You came all the way here after all. Might as well tell us your story," Anakin replied.

Iyla smirked half-heartedly and started talking.


"Wait, what? Palpatine?" Anakin interrupted, shooting to his feet in incredulity.

"You said you wouldn't interrupt," Iyla answered with crossed arms and an eerily familiar raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, I just…"

"I know," Iyla's eyes softened. "But please, let me get through it all first."

"Yes, of course, go on," Anakin said more subdued as he took a seat again.

"So Chancellor Palpatine is a Sith Lord and he's been orchestrating this whole war from the very beginning. Playing both sides like a game of chess. Every battle, every conflict, every person in this war is a pawn. A means to an end. An end that gives him all the power and leaves everything else in destruction."

A throat being cleared turned her attention to Cody. "Pardon my interruption, but are you saying that a man like Palpatine is just able to assume power without the entire Jedi Order bringing him down? I mean, surely he was found out and brought to justice…right?" he asked with cautious hope in his voice.

Iyla was silent for a bit and looked uncomfortable.

"The Jedi did take him down, right? I mean, you're just telling us this to help us win the war sooner and end the needless violence," Ahsoka asked.

"I wish they did," Iyla said sadly. "Palpatine succeeds in his quest for power. The Jedi are destroyed, killed or in exile, he declares himself Emperor and starts a Galactic Empire where the Sith rule. That's what it's like where I'm from. No Jedi, no peace, no light anywhere. That's why I have to do something."

"Jedi destroyed? The whole Order? But…how? It's not possible," Obi-Wan said.

"Unfortunately it is."

"So you came back in time to prevent all of this from happening?" Anakin asked looking stunned. "And how exactly did this all happen?"

"I'm afraid that's an answer you're not going to like," Iyla replied.

"It gets worse?" Ahsoka asked.

Iyla nodded. "Sidious…er…Palpatine has an apprentice," she began before launching into her next explanation.

She explained Palpatine's plan to groom a Jedi from the beginning and to turn him to the darkside so they could rule together. How he's been manipulating and playing with said Jedi for years as a friend and trusted mentor.

Anakin froze in shock and stopped breathing. Iyla didn't mention the name of the apprentice but he knew. He felt it as clear as he felt the Force inside him. Iyla caught his eye briefly and gave him an apologetic and sorrowful look then continued talking.

She told them of Order 66 and the chips in the clones, how they'd been engineered and programmed from the beginning as a tool to extinguish the Jedi. This had every trooper up in arms and on their feet in anger. Iyla shrunk back a bit at the volume of their emotions and shock.

"No! We would never betray our generals! Never!" Rex hollered.

"You don't have a choice!" Iyla exclaimed. "It's involuntary. Like the flip of a switch and he has complete control over you, you have to understand."

The 212th and 501st continued to rant and grumble as Anakin sat silently and panicked. Ahsoka spoke up softly with a question that made the chaos go eerily silent.

"Are…all the Jedi killed? Surely there have to be some that survive," she asked then shivered and drew her arms to her chest.

"There are some, yes," Iyla answered. They all waited for her to continue sensing that there must be a 'but' coming soon.

"But, very few. Very very few. They're now all in exile or hiding out. There is no more Jedi Order and all Jedi are declared enemies of the Empire."

Ahsoka sat down heavily on a nearby crate and was silent. In fact, the whole room was silent save for the ragged breathing of the occupants.

"We must find this apprentice," Obi-Wan spoke up at last. "He cannot be allowed to fall and Palpatine cannot be allowed to control him any longer."

"Yes," Ahsoka said. "The apprentice. He must be stopped. How…how do we find him?" she asked Iyla.

Iyla sighed heavily and winced. Her eyes focused on Anakin for a moment before they closed and a pained expression came over her face.

"Iyla…" Obi-Wan said. "Do you know who this apprentice is? Where he is?" Obi-Wan asked.

"He's here, Obi-Wan," Anakin spoke up wearily.

"Here? In this star system? How do you know, Anakin?"

"No, not just in this system. In this room. It's me, Obi-Wan! I'm the Sith apprentice!" Anakin growled.

"What? Anakin, no, that's ridiculous," Obi-Wan said with a concerned and calculating look.

"Think about it, Obi-Wan! Palpatine has been grooming this apprentice for years. A Jedi. Acting as a friend and mentor. Who else could it be?" he said, a hint of madness in his voice.

"I'm sure Palpatine has other Jedi that he's close to," Obi-Wan said desperately.

"Obi-Wan…" Anakin said softly.

Obi-Wan went silent and looked into his former Padawan's eyes. Doubt, fear, concern, anger, disbelief, all reflected on the two Jedi's faces. Then Obi-Wan's face hardened and he looked at Iyla.

"How do you know all of this anyway?" he asked.

"I've done my research. And talked with Master Yoda. Plus this stuff is pretty common knowledge where I come from. The basic stuff at least. The details were filled in by my Master," Iyla replied. She looked to Anakin regretfully. "I'm so sorry, Anakin," she said.

"No!" Obi-Wan spoke up. "No, I refuse to believe it."

"Me too! Anakin would never!" Ahsoka echoed.

"Guys, stop. I'm starting to believe it myself so…" Anakin said.

"How can we trust you?" Obi-Wan interrupted turning to Iyla. "We don't even know who you are. Who you really are," he said.

"That's…fair," Iyla replied. "What would you like to know?"

"Why are you here?" Obi-Wan asked.

"I already told you. I'm here to-"

"Change things, yes. But why spend so much time here. Why not just reveal yourself and tell us everything instead of hanging around? There has to be another reason for you being here."

Iyla swallowed nervously and started fiddling with her tunic. "I…I didn't come back here to change things. I mean, I decided I needed to after I got here and saw exactly when I was in time, but it wasn't my original motive for going back in time. I came back here to find my father."

"Your father? The Jedi?" Ahsoka asked.

"Yes. I never met him. My Master said he survived the Purge and went into hiding but he either doesn't know where he is or he won't tell me where he is. I thought if I came back to a time before the Purge I could find him and meet him. That's the real reason I'm here."

"Jedi aren't allowed to have children," Obi-Wan said quirking an eyebrow and looking like he didn't quite believe her story.

Iyla stared back at him challengingly and smirked. "Just because they aren't allowed, doesn't mean they don't."

Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes but didn't comment further.

"I've been researching and studying everything I can about the Force and the Jedi, ever since Master Yoda found me on Stewjon when I was 13."

Obi-Wan looked startled. "Stewjon?" he asked.

"Yes, that's where I grew up. At an orphanage."

"So, you never knew your parents?" Anakin asked.

"I didn't even know what the Force was. I thought I had magic or something," Iyla said with a small chuckle. "But then I met Master Yoda and he taught me everything about being a Jedi."

"And he told you about your father?" Ahsoka asked.

"After I came to him with my research and evidence. He had no choice, really. I can be very persistent and persuasive," Iyla smirked.

"Do you think you know how to find him?" Rex asked.

Iyla smiled and bit her lip. "Yeah. I think I have some idea."

Obi-Wan was studying her carefully, his eyebrows furrowed and a hand stroking his beard. "It's unusual for a Force-sensitive to be from Stewjon. It's a very small and isolated planet," he said.

"Oh, I, uh, wasn't born on Stewjon," Iyla answered. "I just grew up there."

"Where were you born then?" Ahsoka asked.

"Mandalore," Iyla answered looking anxious.

Obi-Wan straightened up and his eyes widened slightly. "Mandalore?"

"Born on Mandalore with a Jedi father?" Anakin asked looking sideways at his Master.

"Yes," Iyla replied.

Ahsoka, Rex, and Cody exchanged looks as well. They'd been noticing similarities between Iyla and a certain auburn haired Jedi Master and this might just be the confirmation of all of their wonderings and theories.

"Um, Iyla." Ahsoka began. "What did you say your last name was?"

"I…uh, I didn't," Iyla said running a hand through her long strawberry blonde waves. She looked nervously around the room and shifted from foot to foot.

"What is it then?" Ahsoka asked.

"It's…it's um…K-Kenobi. My name is Iyla Kenobi. I was born in 3256 LY on Mandalore to Duchess Satine Kryze," she said. Her blue eyes looked anxiously to Obi-Wan who was frozen and staring straight ahead.

"Kenobi?" Anakin asked. He too turned to Obi-Wan and looked at him.

Soon the entire room was looking at the General who had yet to move or say a word. Iyla was fidgeting with the hem of her tunic.

"Master…?" Anakin spoke up trying to get a reaction from Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan was now shaking his head vehemently, his eyes darting furiously back and forth and his brows furrowed in deep concentration. "No," he said finally. "No, that's impossible."

"I know it seems like that, but it is possible. I promise you," Iyla replied looking at him with imploring blue eyes so much like his own.

Obi-Wan didn't let them get to him though and just shook his head again. "No, it's not. I don't believe it," he said resolutely.

"You don't or you won't?" Iyla asked.

Obi-Wan didn't answer, just glared at her. "It is simply impossible," he said with a defiant look in his eyes.

"Is it really though?" Iyla asked with a smirk. "I mean, you can't tell me that you two never…you know…" she said with a suggestively raised eyebrow.

Obi-Wan's mouth thinned and his eyes narrowed. He gave her a stony look and crossed his arms.

"Ok, not in the mood for banter, got it," Iyla muttered. "Look, you can continue to deny it all you want, but I have proof."

"With you?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Well, no. I think Master Yoda has it still. I didn't bring it because that would have meant asking him for it which would have made him suspicious and I might not have exactly told him about this whole going back in time thing. So…no, I don't have proof at the moment."

"Proof that you were in fact born in 3256 LY on Mandalore to Satine Kryze. And my name is on the record?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Yes. Master Yoda found the records. No clue how, but it's Master Yoda. I stopped trying to figure him out years ago."

"But, if you were born in 3256 LY then right now you'd be…"

"Two. I'm two years old right now."

"Satine would have told me. She would have at least said something. She wouldn't have just left me without letting me know I have a daughter. Two years? Two years of not saying anything? That's…that's not…" Obi-Wan seemed to be spiraling.

"Look, I don't know why she didn't say anything, but I do know that I am your daughter. And I had to see you, because no one can find you where I'm from. You're in hiding somewhere from the Emperor and Vader and I've heard so much about you and I just…" Iyla sighed and glanced away blinking quickly.

"Who's Vader?" Ahsoka asked.

"He's, uh, he's the apprentice. That's his name after he turns."

Anakin put his head in his hands and studied the floor.

Iyla looked around at the confused, fearful, and doubting faces staring back at her. "I know this is confusing, and it sounds crazy, and doesn't make any sense. I know you're overwhelmed and upset. But…well, I told you you weren't going to like it. And you said you wanted to know everything. And that's well, everything."

There was no response as everyone seemed to be lost in thought.

"Do you see now why I had to try to save you? I can't let this all happen if I can help it. The world I come from is terrible and I'm willing to risk it all if it means I can make things better. I have to."

"So why come back now? Why not earlier? Why not before your 'mother' was killed by that sith-spawned Zabrak? Why not before we got too far into this kriffing war to get ourselves out easily?" Obi-Wan asked.

"I didn't know when I'd be coming back. I'm not an expert at time travel. This is my first time. I didn't plan it this way. But either way, I'm here now and you know what you need to know and we can start to change things."

"How do you know we even can change things? I mean, how do we know I won't just snap and kill everyone in their sleep? How brainwashed have I been and how much control does he have over me?" Anakin asked brokenly.

"We don't, but wouldn't you rather try everything instead of just giving in? You're not a monster, Anakin. The fact that you're worried about it means he hasn't gotten to you yet. We can still do something about it."

"I guess," Anakin replied defeated.

"So, what do we do?" Ahsoka asked. "How much time do we even have?"

"Well, if I'm correct in my timeline calculations, it's only another six months at most before Palpatine persuades Anakin to fall, Order 66 is activated, and the Sith Empire rises," Iyla replied.

"Persuades me to fall? You mean he doesn't control me like he does the troops? He doesn't force me?" Anakin asked looking terrified.

"No one can force a Jedi to fall. They must decide for themselves," Iyla said sadly.

Anakin's face went white and he seemed to not be breathing.

"But you are manipulated into it. Palpatine has been playing you and influencing you for years. You don't just decide to turn evil and kill all the Jedi for the heck of it."

"I kill all the Jedi?! I thought the troopers did that!"

"Well, they do most of it, but you command the 501st to storm the temple and kill everyone there and then-"

"Oh, kriff. Oh, holy karking hell. I'm a monster. I'm a murderer. I…I…" Anakin was shaking, hands pulling at his hair and breathing labored.

"Anakin," Iyla said approaching him to try to get him to calm down.

"No! Stay away!" he shouted. "It's not safe! I'm not safe."

Ahsoka looked at her Master with concerned eyes and tried to shuffle closer to him but he rebuffed her and skittered away like a frightened animal.

Obi-Wan took in the sight of his terrified former Padawan, the hurt and scared look on his grandpadawan's face, and the shocked silence of his troopers and his face hardened.

"I think you should go," he said turning to the teenager. "You've caused enough trouble already. You shouldn't have come. You shouldn't have interfered."

"I should have left you to your terrible fate?" Iyla asked incredulously.

"We would have managed," Obi-Wan replied.

"No, you wouldn't have! This isn't a possibility of the future. This is real!"

"We were managing before you came. We were fine."

"I highly doubt that. And even if you were fine, you won't continue to be. Trust me."

"Trust you? You've done nothing but lie since you got here. We still don't even know if you're telling the truth! And if you're lying, you've caused all this trouble for nothing!" Obi-Wan said, his Jedi calm quickly starting to slip away.

"It's not for nothing because I am telling the truth!" Iyla answered back, rising up in indignation, eyes narrowed and teeth clenched.

"Are you?" Obi-Wan scoffed.

"Yes! I promise! I wouldn't lie about this, trust me! If you'd just open your mind just a bit to the possibility that-"

"Stop!" Obi-Wan shouted, his voice cutting her off and snapping everyone in the room to attention at the sheer authority behind his tone. "Just stop it. Look at what you've caused," he said as he gestured around the room. The Force was a cacophony of emotions that was now suffocating the space. "You've only made things worse."

"I-I'm sorry. You…you said you wanted to know and I was only trying to help. I…I didn't mean to hurt anyone," Iyla said now deflating and slumping her shoulders.

"Well you did. And you shouldn't have come. So just…go home and leave us be. We'll all be better off without you," Obi-Wan replied.

Iyla let out a shaky breath and swallowed heavily. She turned her misty eyes on Obi-Wan and gave him a pleading look. "Please, fath-"

"No," Obi-Wan growled. "No. Don't call me that. Don't ever call me that." His chest was heaving now as his hand ran through his hair in distress.

Iyla flinched and felt a pain settle right above her chest. Like a weight bearing down on her lungs making it difficult to breathe. She nodded mutely and blinked quickly to dispel the tears before they could fall. "I-I'm sorry," she whispered as she looked around the room. "I'm so…sorry."

Without a word Obi-Wan turned and left, taking his pain and anger with him. Anakin quickly followed practically fleeing the scene and not looking back. Cody and Rex gave Iyla one last glance before giving the signal to the 212th and 501st to move out of the room.

Iyla watched them go silently, only managing to hold it together until they were all gone before she slid down the hard wall behind her to the cold ground. She pulled her knees to her chest and hugged them tightly. She felt a presence settle next to her but paid it no mind.

"If it's any consolation," Ahsoka's voice spoke up. "I believe you."

Iyla let out a bitter laugh that could have been a stifled sob and rested her chin on her knees.

"Can…can I ask you something?" Ahsoka asked.

"Sure. Why not?" Iyla grunted and sniffled. "I couldn't possibly make things worse."

"You never mentioned where I fit in to all of this. You said my Master falls and Master Obi-Wan survives and goes into hiding, but…what about me?"

Iyla picked up her head and looked sideways at the teenage Togrutan.

"Do I…do I die?" Ahsoka asked shakily.

Iyla shook her head. "You don't die. I don't think anyways. I'm not sure. You…you leave the Order before any of that happens."

"L-Leave the Order?" Ahsoka gasps. "But…I would never. W-Why would I leave?"

"You're framed for a crime and the Council expels you. You're found innocent in the end and the expulsion is revoked, but you lose your faith in the Jedi and decide to walk," Iyla answered robotically.

Ahsoka was silent next to her. Iyla glanced at her and saw her wide eyes staring straight ahead. Feeling like she'd done enough destroying of people's lives, Iyla unsteadily got to her feet and started to walk to the door.

"Wait!" Ahsoka called. "Where are you going?"

"You heard him. You're all better off without me. He was right. I shouldn't have come and I don't belong here. No one wants me here. My own father doesn't even want me here. So, I'm going to find a way to go back. I'm not quite sure how to do it yet, but don't worry. I'll stay out of everyone's way while I figure it out," Iyla replied with an emotionless smile.

Ahsoka watched as Iyla straightened her shoulders and ran an arm over her eyes before holding her head up high. Then the teenage Kenobi pushed her hair back from her face, took a deep breath, and disappeared through the door.


"Has anyone seen Iyla lately?" Ahsoka asked at breakfast a few days later.

The dust had settled and although still reeling and confused, they had all had time to think and process what they'd been told. Troopers were back to joking and teasing, Anakin was back to planning reckless stunts, and Obi-Wan was back to throwing himself into his work. Ahsoka returned to her duties and focusing on her job in the war, but she couldn't help worrying about the one person who had been notably absent the past few days. The person no one else seemed the least bit concerned about.

"No," Anakin said as he shoveled food into his mouth. "Haven't seen her for days. Thought she found a way to go back or something."

"Without saying goodbye?" Ahsoka asked.

Anakin shrugged and grunted.

"Aren't any of you the least bit worried about her? I mean, has she even been out to eat or, or had anything delivered to her room? Is she alright? Has no one been to check on her?" Ahsoka asked again.

"Iyla seems like a capable young girl. I'm sure she's fine," Obi-Wan answered flippantly. "Plus, she's a Kenobi, isn't she? And a Kryze. She doesn't need our help, I'm sure," he said bitterly.

"So no one cares that a 16-year-old hasn't been seen for days after being told that no one wants her here?"

"We didn't say that, Ahsoka," Obi-Wan sighed.

"Yes, you did! You said we were all better off without her and she should just leave. And now she's nowhere to be found. How is this not concerning to any of you?"

"The kid is probably fine, Commander," Rex spoke up. "Just working on a way home or something. She'll turn up eventually."

"How do you know?" Ahsoka asked with a raised eyebrow.

Rex shrugged. "I don't. But I'm sure she's ok. Seems like a smart kid."

Ahsoka glared at the adults around her and couldn't believe what she was hearing. No one cared at all about a child who hadn't been seen in three days and potentially hadn't eaten in that time either. They were all just fine with letting her starve. She was especially disappointed in Master Obi-Wan. He'd never leave a child to fend for themselves, hurt feelings aside. And this was his daughter. And yes, Ahsoka believed with all her heart that Iyla was who she said she was. Even if Obi-Wan himself was still in denial. The fact that he'd treat any kid this way, especially his daughter, made her angry.

"What is wrong with all of you?" she asked. "I can't believe the lack of concern you all have for a child. And yes, she is a child. Just as I am. What if I hadn't been seen in three days? Would your response be 'I'm sure she's fine,' or would you get off you butts and go look for me?"

"Ahsoka," Obi-Wan began.

"No! Don't 'Ahsoka' me! A child is unaccounted for. Your child, whether you want to admit it or not, and you're sitting here like she doesn't even matter. For as long as I've known you, Master Obi-Wan, I have never seen you so careless about a child before. We are Jedi. And one of our own is missing. And you don't care!"

"Ahsoka, calm down," Anakin said in a warning tone.

"No, Master. I'm not going to calm down when someone is being treated unfairly. Because I am a Jedi and I don't let my personal feelings get in the way of my duty. I'm going to find Iyla, get her to eat, and show her that at least someone on this ship cares about her," Ahsoka answered standing up. "I am very disappointed in all of you. And I only hope that someday I don't upset you so much that you stop caring about me," she said in a frosty tone. She picked up her tray then stormed off to the serving dishes to load it up with food for Iyla.

Rex, Cody, Anakin, and Obi-Wan sat in a guilty silence after she left. Each one of them embarrassed by their own lack of concern and dismissive attitudes toward the girl.

"She's right, you know," Cody spoke up. "I've not seen Iyla for a while. Not since that day in the rec room. You know, when we all walked out on her without looking back," he said slightly disgusted with himself.

"Do you think she's ok?" Anakin asked. "I mean, surely she has the self-preservation skills to come out and get some kind of food. Even if she wanted to avoid everyone. She'd find a way out during night shift maybe."

"I was on night shift the past two nights. I never saw her," Rex said looking distressed. "We've all been a bunch of di'kute. The Commander is right. We should be ashamed of ourselves. How did we let this happen?"

"We've all been a bit…preoccupied the past few days. I guess she just slipped our notice. Which is no excuse. Once Ahsoka finds her and gets her to eat we should talk to her," Obi-Wan agreed. "Be the Jedi and adults we're supposed to be."

They all grunted their agreement and went back to eating their food in silence. Ahsoka's pounding footsteps and panicked voice had them snapping their heads up to the entrance of the kitchen. She was clutching a note and looking distressed.

"She's…gone," she said panting. "She's not in her room and no one has seen her. Her bag is gone and so is her cloak. And I found this," she shoved the paper in front of Obi-Wan's face.

He scanned it quickly as his brows came together in concern. He looked up at Ahsoka with wide eyes.

"We have to find her," he said.

"What? Why? What does it say?" Anakin asked trying to see the note in Obi-Wan's hands.

"She's working on finding a way back. Says she doesn't want to get in our way or bother us while she works on it so she's leaving," Ahsoka said.

"Leaving? How? Where?" Rex asked.

"How long ago was this written? Exactly how long has she not been accounted for?" Anakin asked.

"We'll need to ask everyone about the last time they saw her," Cody said.

"No escape pods have been activated. We would have known about that. There's no way off the cruiser except a ship. Which we also would have known was being taken. The note can't be that old. She's still here somewhere and we need to find her," Obi-Wan said with a hint of panic in his voice.

"I'll start talking to the men, see if anyone has seen her," Cody said standing up.

"I'll take a group and search the escape pods," Rex said.

"Snips and I will split up and search the hangar in case she's trying to take a ship," Anakin said looking to Ahsoka who nodded at him.

"I'll go to her room to see if I can find any hint of what she might be planning. Comm me the minute any of you find her," Obi-Wan said.

With one last nod of agreement the five of them headed off to their respective jobs.

Cody comm-ed Obi-Wan to tell him that Waxer and Boil had seen her briefly the night before with her cloak on but didn't think anything of it since the ship can get cold at night. Rex said the escape pods were all empty but he was stationing a few clones outside the entrance in case she tried to sneak in. Iyla's room was annoyingly clear of any kind of hint as to what she was planning. She'd covered her tracks well. Too well. Dang kid. Ahsoka and Anakin told him they'd searched nearly the whole hangar and had come up empty handed.

Obi-Wan decided to head down there and help them as practically everywhere else had been searched already. He was starting to get anxious now. There was no way she could have left the ship without them being notified or at least alerted to her attempts. She had to be on the ship somewhere but he knew that when a Kenobi didn't want to be found they wouldn't be. Iyla's note proved that she didn't want to be found. He sighed to himself as he rode the lift down and scrubbed a hand over his face. They could be looking for hours. Especially if she didn't feel like anyone wanted to find her. And given that no one had sought her out in the last few days after reacting so terribly that night, it would make sense that the girl would try to stay as hidden as possible.

"We've searched every inch of the place, Master. She's not here. She also has to be shielding herself in the Force because I can't feel any other presence here at all," Anakin said running a hand through his hair.

Obi-Wan surveyed the empty hangar and was ready to call them all back up when something caught his eye. A maintenance closet across the room was slightly ajar and he could make out a very faint hem of a cloak peeking out. He immediately walked toward it, his stride quick and determined, Anakin and Ahsoka on his heels.

He wrenched open the door and felt his heart skip a beat. Iyla was slumped over on a crate of tools, her arm hanging limply at her side and her legs splayed out messily as if she'd simply collapsed while working on something. Obi-Wan stood and stared at her for a few seconds before quickly darting forward and kneeling next to her. Two fingers to her neck calmed his nerves as he felt the steady beat of a pulse. He exhaled in relief. Unconscious but still breathing.

"Master Obi-Wan?" Ahsoka asked anxiously.

"She's unconscious but she's breathing fine. Just passed out apparently," Obi-Wan answered. "We should get her up to Med Bay." He carefully and gently gathered her in his arms and stood up.

He did his best to maintain his Jedi calm as he walked hurriedly to the lift. Anakin and Ahsoka barely made it in behind him before he pushed the button to close the doors.

Ahsoka was out as soon as they got to the right floor, hurrying ahead to tell Kix to get a bed ready. Obi-Wan could feel the stares of the clones they passed in the hallway and caught the flicker of concern on Rex and Cody's faces as they looked at the limp teenager in his arms.

Kix met them at the door and quickly ushered Obi-Wan to an available bed to set Iyla down. Immediately the healer set to work doing tests and hooking up machines. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka stepped back to stand against the wall and let the medics work. Obi-Wan couldn't help the slight bounce of his leg and his fingers playing with his tunic hem as he waited. He hoped it wasn't serious. Either way this was all their fault. He felt Anakin's hand come down on his shoulder and a wave of calm settle around him. Obi-Wan kept his eyes on Iyla but sent a burst of gratitude to his former Padawan.

Kix finished his assessment and walked over to the three Jedi. "Generals, Commander," he greeted.

"What's the news Kix?" Anakin asked.

"Nothing serious, sir. Mostly exhaustion and dehydration. Kid could do with a good meal too," he answered.

Obi-Wan frowned. "We should have been paying more attention. It shouldn't have reached this point."

"You said she was trying to find a way back to her time?" Kix asked.

"Yes, the note in her room said she was 'leaving' to not be in our way while she works out how to get home," Ahsoka answered.

"Probably worked herself too hard. Wouldn't be the first time a Kenobi was in here for that," Kix smirked.

"Looks like she got her self-preservation skills from you, Master," Anakin teased.

Obi-Wan scowled at them and rolled his eyes. "So, she'll be alright?" he asked Kix, ignoring their jabs.

"Yes, General. She'll be fine. I'd like to keep her here on some fluids for a bit, get rid of the dehydration, and make sure she eats something too and gets some rest."

"Yes, of course, Kix, thank you," Obi-Wan replied.

He walked over to the bed and stared down at the girl. She looked pretty worse for wear. Her face was pale which accentuated the dark circles under her eyes and the red puffiness around the edges, indicating she'd probably been crying and very obviously not sleeping. Obi-Wan cursed himself for ignoring Iyla and her needs and not thinking about the affect his words had on her that night. He winced when he recalled what he said to her and his callous dismissal as he walked out without looking back. This wasn't all their fault, this was all his fault.

"Don't worry, General," Kix said from next to him. "The kid will be right as rain soon enough. I'll keep you updated on her condition if you like."

"That would be great, Kix. Thank you," Obi-Wan nodded. He turned back to Iyla and sighed heavily. He tried to release his guilt and anxiety but it was obvious he'd need some meditation to take care of it. It was simply too heavy.

"She won't wake for a while. We've got her heavily under. But I'll contact all of you as soon as she's awake," Kix told the three Jedi.

Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan nodded then left the room.


The next time Obi-Wan came into the Med Bay, Iyla was sitting up and chatting with Ahsoka, a half-eaten plate of food sitting on a tray next to her. Both girls looked up when he entered and immediately the light and carefree feelings in the Force dissipated and clouded over into apprehension and anxiety. Iyla eyed Obi-Wan warily then looked down to focus on the sheets. Ahsoka gave Iyla's shoulder a comforting squeeze and sent her calming feeling through the Force before getting up to leave and give them privacy.

"How are you feeling?" Obi-Wan asked, coming to sit by the bed in Ahsoka's abandoned seat.

"Alright," Iyla shrugged. "Kix said I can leave this evening if I eat all my dinner. Like I'm a youngling who can't take care of herself," she huffed.

Obi-Wan smirked at her irritation. He remembered his fierce fight for independence and endless attempts to appear 'grown-up' when he was 16 and Qui-Gon was getting a bit too overbearing. It was weird to be on the other side of it now. To his horror he found himself agreeing with his Master's meddling and overprotective methods. Force help him he was getting old.

"Well, considering you passed out from exhaustion, dehydration, and hunger, I'd say Kix's assessment isn't too far off," he teased.

"Apparently it's a Kenobi trait, so it takes on to know one, I guess," she sassed then quickly dropped the smile and averted her eyes. "Sorry, I, uh, forgot that that's a sensitive topic for you. I…I meant no disrespect, sir."

Obi-Wan gave her a sad and guilty smile. "I'm not offended, young one. I'm sorry you feel the need to apologize in order to spare my feelings. And I'm sorry you felt like you had to resort to such extreme measures just to avoid all of us."

"I really didn't mean for it to get that bad. I was just really close to finding a way back and I guess I got a bit too carried away and forgot to eat…and sleep…and come out of my room."

"I was very worried when I saw you passed out in that maintenance closet, Iyla," Obi-Wan said.

"You were?" Iyla asked skeptically.

Obi-Wan sighed. "It probably doesn't seem that way considering no one bothered to check on you for three days. Also considering the way we treated you after you told us about the future. We were selfish and uncaring and completely at fault for this whole thing," he said.

"You reacted the way any normal person would have. Plus, I didn't exactly want to be found by anyone. I thought it would be best if I stayed out of the way. I'd already caused enough trouble," she said fiddling with her blankets and avoiding his eyes.

"We shouldn't have made you feel like you had to leave though. Is that why you were in the hangar? Were you trying to take a ship?"

"I thought about it. But I couldn't figure out a way to take one without drawing attention. I was in the closet because I was trying to disable the tracking system on one of the ships and needed a specific part. That's what I was looking for when I passed out," Iyla explained.

"So, if you'd been able to disable the tracker, you'd have left?"

"Well, yeah. It's not like anyone wants me here anyways. It's like you said, you're all better off without me. Why would I stick around?" she shrugged.

"Oh, child. I was wrong to say those things to you. So very wrong. You are welcome to stay here as long as you need, I promise," Obi-Wan said taking her hand.

Iyla looked down at their entwined hands curious and slightly confused at his change of attitude but still offered him a smile.

"Thanks," she said shyly. "But I'll still try to make it quick. And I won't talk about the future anymore. Or call myself your daughter. Or cause any problems. And I promise not to get in the way."

"There really is no need to rush, Iyla. And no need to work yourself sick again or hide away. We'd all enjoy seeing you come out of your room also. Maybe we can spend some meals together. Get to know each other a bit better. We owe you that much at least for how we treated you," Obi-Wan said.

"Ok," Iyla agreed with a genuine smile. "I'd…" she broke off in a huge yawn. "I'd like that," she mumbled as she rubbed her eyes.

Obi-Wan smiled fondly at her and gave her hand one last pat. "I should leave you to rest," he said starting to stand up from the chair.

"No…wait," Iyla called. "Can you…can you maybe stay for a bit? Maybe just talk or something while I fall asleep?" she asked, a blush coming to her cheeks. "I mean, I've just been so alone the past few days and I kinda…" she trailed off uncertainly. "Never mind. It's dumb. I'm 16 not 6. I'll be fine. Sorry. You can go," she ducked her head sheepishly.

Obi-Wan found himself smiling again at her endearing question and couldn't find it in himself to deny her request. He understood the need to not feel alone sometimes. He settled himself back down into the chair and crossed one leg over his knee casually.

"It's not dumb to not want to be alone, Iyla. And it's not childish either. You've had an emotional and trying past few days, no thanks to us, and it's understandable to feel this way."

Iyla looked up at him through her lashes, her head still bowed slightly, and gave him an apprehensive and vulnerable look. "Are you sure? It's just that I kinda like hearing your voice and it's nice to know someone is near and-"

Obi-Wan held up a hand to cut her off politely. "No further explanation is needed, young one. It's alright."

Iyla gave him a drowsy smile, eyes glassy and blinking slowly. Clearly she was fighting the exhaustion. Obi-Wan took her tray of food and set it to the side then moved his chair slightly closer to the bed.

"Now, what would you like me to talk about?" he asked.

"I dunno," she yawned. "Maybe some exciting missions? Master Yoda said you and your Master were known for getting into unusual situations," she smirked.

"Of course he did, the gossiping troll," Obi-Wan huffed.

Iyla's weary giggle warmed his heart and he found himself starting to get comfortable in her presence. With a fake exasperated sigh he agreed to tell her about his missions.

"Alright. Well, first, you must understand a few things about Master Qui-Gon," he began.

He continued to describe his maverick Master and his unusual methods then launched into a story about one of their most memorable missions together. As he talked he saw the girl's eyes start to drift closed only to snap open seconds later and focus back on his story. When her breaths became even and her eyes stayed closed he lowered his voice and sent her peaceful feelings through the Force. He could tell she was nearly on the brink of sleep and needed a bit of encouragement. By the time he finished his story Iyla was completely out, her head lolling towards him and her hands lying limply on top of her blankets.

He took a minute to study her as she slept, now looking so much younger than her 16 years and felt his heart pang a bit in his chest. She really did resemble him and her smile looked so much like Satine's that it took his breath away at times. He'd been a fool to deny it and he'd be a fool to continue pretending that she wasn't his. He felt it in the Force and in his still broken heart and no amount of selfish denial was going to change it. Iyla truly was a Kenobi and he'd been blind and stubborn and it almost cost him his daughter. Sure, it would take a bit for him to start calling her that and for him to completely come to terms with the idea, but he vowed to never let his personal feelings get in the way of making sure she was taken care of. He'd done enough stupid things already.

Once he was sure she was deeply asleep, Obi-Wan slowly and quietly stood up from the chair. He pulled her blankets further up and gently maneuvered her to a more comfortable position on the bed. His hand hovered over her strawberry blonde waves and he hesitated a few second before throwing away his pride to gently brush a few strands off her forehead, his hand lingering over her brow longer than he intended. Iyla smiled in her sleep and leaned into the touch. With one last push of peace and calmness to her through the Force, Obi-Wan withdrew his hand and straightened up. He raised his eyes to meet Kix's, who looked to be waiting patiently to check her vitals with a fond and knowing smile on his face. Obi-Wan grinned and nodded at him before leaving the room to get some sleep himself. He needed to rest up for his day of getting to know his daughter. He had a promise to keep after all.


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