The next day
Bzz bzz bzz, a strange buzzing sound erupted in Ahsoka's dream, she woke with a start, crap, she thought, it was 6:50, she had almost overslept, in record time she was ready and was soon rushing to hanger 13 to meet Anakin.
'Hey snips,'
'What have I missed?'
'Nothing much, a debriefing, spot checks, the usual stuff,'
'It's less frantic that usual,'
'When we usually came in here it was a rescue or an attack we needed to rush into.'
'True.'
'Seeing as we're not going into a battle, what ships will we take?'
'The jedi fighters, what else?'
'I just thought it would be something, um, less war-ish if that's the right word'
'They are the only ones we have,'
'Oh yeah, makes sense.' Ahsoka was thinking of a more, calm, suited to comfort rather ship, than battle, but the war has only just ended, so she could not expect something too fancy. Obi-wan soon joined their conversation, 'Stop dawdling, none of us are getting any younger you know.'
'Speak for yourself master,' shot back Anakin as he ran towards his fighter, the quicker he could be alone, the better,' Come on R2, let's go,'
'Race you there Skyguy!'
'You're on.' Anakin was not in the mood to race; he just went along with it to keep his padawan happy even though he wasn't. 'Always on the move,' Obi-wan muttered to himself as both Ahsoka and Anakin jumped in their fighters and he slowly walked to his.
As soon as Anakin had the hyperspace ring locked in position and had reached lightspeed, he began to let his mind wonder to his family, the infinite choices that they could choose from. What could happen if he told the council, would they accept it or would he be expelled from the order, if he told obi-wan, would he keep it a secret or tell the council, so man questions he could not answer.
After a couple of hours in hyperspace, Anakin's mechno-arm began to irritate him, there was something rubbing against the stump where the arm was attached, at least I have something to fix he thought to himself, there must be a screw loose or something similar. After a few minutes of tinkering with the joint it seemed to do nothing, so he decided to remove his arm to see what the actual problem was. It turned out to be missing a pair of nuts and bolts, luckily, he had many spare in his fighter for moments like these, and worse, after screwing in the pair he got lost in his thoughts and forgot to re-attach his mechno-arm.
After the 5 dreary hours in hyperspace, it was time to re-emerge above Endor, the blueish grey gas giant with a forest moon orbiting it, that was where they were heading, after they had abandoned the hyperspace rings they steered the jedi fighters towards the moon. A crackly voice came through the receiver in Anakin's ear, it was Obi-Wan, 'Spread out and try and find any remains of a crash,'
'Copy that,' came from Ahsoka
'Rodger that Obi-wan,' Anakin wasn't really in the mood for playing games with his master like usual, so he just went along with it though he had something better in mind. They split up to scout the moon's surface from above. After a long 2 hours Anakin spotted something, a small piece of metal and another then what looked like a trail and a path of crushed and deepened ground, it must be the crash site!
'I think I've found it, 22 clicks east by the look of it,' Anakin crackled through the speaker, if they had found it, it wouldn't take long to find master Plo Koon and he could go home to see his family, that's what he hoped anyway, but things didn't often go to plan when he was around. They landed on the surface a few kilometres from the crash site as there was nowhere else to land nearby, as Anakin jumped out of his ship, he heard a gasp from Ahsoka, 'Master, what happened to your arm!,' she cried out in a panic.

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Secrets
FanfictionMy alternate ending to the prequels i suck at descriptions but ANYWAY