This one is shorter than the others because I did this in the middle of class but hey, look, it's even angsty haha. Reviews are appreciated!

love grows best in little houses

Someone once said home was where your heart was set in stone. It was where you go when you're alone and go to rest your bones. It was not where you lay your head nor where you make your bed. It was with the people you loved.

Ahsoka hoped they were full of shit. Because right now, her heart seemed to be drowning in quicksand instead. And there was no hope in getting out.

Well, there was no hope in Ahsoka leaving Jakku once one Standard year went by.

Rey was ten years old now.

"You are so cute." Ahsoka whispered into her palm as she stared at Rey wearing the Rebel Alliance flight helmet.

It was far too big for her and the only part of her face that showed was her mouth.

"She looks cuter than you were back then, Snips." Anakin chortled.

Ahsoka's white marking above her right eye raised slightly, "you thought I was cute?"

"In an annoying, loudmouth way." Anakin winked playfully.

He grinned when a random piece of metal flew threw him. It never ceased to amuse him when it came to riling her up.

Feeling an argument coming, Rey immediately took off the helmet and placed it in Ahsoka's lap. "Look, there's a name. Dosmit Ræh. Did you know her?"

Rey's face slightly fell at Ahsoka's head shake while Anakin stared at everything but them.

"Why don't we make up a story about her?" Ahsoka smiled awkwardly and tried to clean the sand off the helmet.

She tensely stared at her reflection in the visor before handing the helmet back to Rey. When she looked up, she saw Anakin's knowing stare and promptly avoided his gaze.

"Can she be from Tatooine?" Rey asked as she brought the helmet to her chest with a bright smile. "Like Ani?"

Anakin let out a loud snort.

"Why not?" Ahsoka shrugged one shoulder. "What else about her?"

Rey furrowed her brows in thought. "She had a mom and dad who loved her a lot. And they were proud she joined the Rebels."

There was a brief silence.

The million credit question was on the tip of Ahsoka's tongue.

"Rey," Ahsoka looked down at her feet as she cleared her throat, "do you miss your parents?"

She nor Anakin would admit out loud that they did not want to hear the answer. Ahsoka believed herself to be expendable. She was old and no longer mattered. There was no Rebellion to assist or Empire to battle.

A soldier out of a job.

Rey briefly looked between the two before she set down the helmet on the ground and grabbed Ahsoka's hand with a shy smile. "Why would I miss them when they're right here?"

Her answer hit the two of them differently. Anakin bit his knuckle as he turned away, the emotional turmoil boiling in his chest was not foreign.

It was natural response when you realize you would die (again) for the person in front of you.

Ahsoka stared at her in shock, words unable to form out of her mouth. A small noise at the back of her throat seemed to be a good enough response for Rey since she happily wrapped her arms around Ahsoka's middle. Ahsoka bit her bottom lip as she stared at Anakin's back, wondering if the blurred sun was due to his transparent form or the tears in her eyes.

Ahsoka sighed softly and patted Rey's head, "we love you too, kiddo." She blinked away the tears as much as she could.

It was safe to say Ahsoka had no idea how to be a mom but she would learn. Even if she technically wasn't actually her mother or felt comfortable with taking the title, but if it was for Rey, she would do it.

Rey slowly pulled herself out of her arms to turn around and go to Anakin, who still refused to look at either of them.

"Ani?" Rey hesitantly walked up to him with her arms outstretched.

He turned around and clenched his fist, "I would really like to hug you, Rey, I'm—"

Ahsoka watched in awe as Rey wrapped her arms around his waist without issue. She didn't go right through him like the last time where Rey ended up on the ground with a mouthful of sand.

Ahsoka wisely did not comment as Anakin hugged her back with tears sliding down his cheeks.

After several seconds, Rey was unfortunately unable to hug him anymore.

Sometime later after their emotional hug fest that left Ahsoka questioning life as she knew it and Anakin thoroughly embarrassed but satisfied, Rey had found a containment of Rebel uniforms while on the search for junk. Their rations were dwindling despite gathering the most junk than any other scavenger at the Outpost.

Unkar Plutt hated Ahsoka as much as he didn't like Rey. The jerk.

While Anakin and Rey were far ahead chatting to each other about random things, Ahsoka discovered a small containment of Rebel uniforms. Thinking of Dosmit Ræh, Ahsoka decided to make a small doll for Rey since the helmet was far too heavy for her to carry around everywhere. Perhaps Rey would like to take Dosmit on adventures with her.

While coughing lightly Ahsoka bundled up the uniform and placed it in her net. It would be the perfect gift.

And she was right.

Anakin held his sides as he laughed when Rey practically tackled Ahsoka and peppered her with kisses as thanks. The Togruta was red from head to toe but she beamed in pride as Rey held the tiny doll close to her heart.

Dosmit Ræh became the fourth member of their family.