HI! I'm back. Are you happy? I know I am. For those of you who have no idea what age Ahsoka is supposed to be at this point she is 14, Trixieanna is 16 and Del is 18. Barriss is a year younger than Del. Please Review and do my poll! If you have suggestions that aren't on the poll message me about them! :D Thanks to DeathGoddesses and Aurora Lunar 0Love This0 for reviewing. Thanks to everyone else that read this!

Don was nervous; Del's padawan was arriving today. He wasn't sure why he was nervous; Rex's general had a padawan and she was nice. He supposed that it was because he was afraid that this padawan would be like General Katona. He was annoyed at himself for being worried. Del wouldn't let her padawan get away with bullying him and his brothers. He still couldn't help but be nervous though.

His thoughts were interrupted by a voice, "Hello? Are you alive over there?"

"What? Oh...yeah, I'm alive."

"I know that now but I wasn't too sure of that a few seconds ago. I've been talking to you for a few minute and you haven't answered."

"Oh, sorry; I guess I was lost in thought. What did you want?"

"First of all; who are you?

"I'm Don... well, some people call me Acher."

"The commander of the 566th?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Your general sent me to tell you that her padawan was delayed. She won't be here for a few weeks."

"Oh, well that's a relief."

"Why is that?"

"Because I'm nervous about having another Jedi around."

She smiled, "I can see why. Some of them are very intimidating." He noticed when she smiled her baby blue eyes lit up. She was 5' 1", she had red hair that was shoulder length and a fair complexion. She was about 20, he guessed. She wore simple clothes, a soft pink shirt and jeans that flattered her. Her ears were pierced and she was wearing silver earrings with hearts on the end.

Man, she's beautiful, he thought. No wait, snap out of it Don, you can't have a relationship with her. She probably has tons of men hanging around her. Besides there is a 50/50 chance you will die during the next mission. "Thanks for telling me."

"Not a problem; when are you going on your next mission?"

"Tomorrow; which is why Del's padawan was supposed to come today."

"You look anxious."

"Yeah, I am. The ship needs some adjustments made and the mechanic hasn't come yet."

"I see; is the mechanic traveling with you?"

"Yeah, he wants to see the ship in action so he knows what all needs done."

"I'm pretty sure he's here now. Who's the Twi/lek? His daughter?"

"No, he's not married."

"Maybe she's his assistant."

"No, he works alone."

"Hello, is this the caiden?"

"Yes it is. Are you the mechanic?"

"Yes, I am. and this is my assistant."

"I didn't know you had one."

"I didn't; she asked yesterday if she could learn about how to fix a ship. I agreed."

"Do you want me to show you around?"

"No, I know my way around battleships. Thanks for the offer though. Come along."

"I like him; I think he'll do wonders for your ship. Is it called Caiden?"

"Yes."

"What does Caiden mean?"

"Fighter; which is exactly what it is."

"That's a good name for a ship. Do you think your General would mind if I toured it when you get back?"

"I can ask. Who should I say wants to know?"

"Amna Velia. I'll give you my number." Don turned bright red, so she quickly hurried on, "To give your general." He smiled and told her he would be glad to give it to Del. Then they said good-bye. A few hours later he couldn't stop thinking about her.