The Tiny Commander

Guardians Of Innocence

As the ship soared through hyperspace towards Coruscant, Anakin took a moment to close his eyes and reach out through the Force. He sought calm and clarity, finding solace in the bright and youthful presence of Ahsoka amidst the chaos. It was a reminder of what they were fighting for—not just victory in the war, but the safety and future of those they cared about.

Upon landing on Coruscant, the team disembarked with Ahsoka. Anakin's thoughts were already racing ahead to the mission, but he knew he had to ensure Ahsoka was taken care of before they could proceed. Rex, Kix, and Fives stood ready with Ahsoka, who looked around the bustling hangar with wide eyes.

"Alright, men," Anakin said. "You know your assignments. Fives, get that activity chart ready. Rex, Kix, take Ahsoka to the Jedi Temple. Master Obi-Wan will meet you there."

"Yes, sir," they chorused, their earlier reluctance now overshadowed by determination.

Anakin watched as they led Ahsoka towards the Temple, feeling a pang of longing. Padmé's words echoed in his mind, reminding him of their conversation. She had faith in him, and he had to live up to that faith.

Turning back to the ship, Anakin prepared for his meeting with Obi-Wan. There was much to discuss and even more to plan. But for now, knowing that Ahsoka was in good hands, he could focus on the task at hand.

At the Temple, Obi-Wan was waiting for them. His brow furrowed as he took in the sight of Ahsoka, now a toddler, clutching Rex's hand and looking around with wide-eyed curiosity.

"Anakin told me what happened," Obi-Wan said, his voice tinged with concern. "Ahsoka, how are you feeling?"

Ahsoka giggled, her youthful exuberance undiminished. "I feel funny"

Obi-Wan chuckled softly, bending down to her level. "Yes, I imagine you do. But don't worry, we'll figure this out together."

As Obi-Wan lifted her into his arms, he felt a surge of protectiveness. Ahsoka had always been strong and independent, but now she was vulnerable and in need of their care. He glanced at Rex and Kix, who nodded their understanding.

"We'll be in touch with the healers to see if they can help," Obi-Wan said. "In the meantime, let's make sure Ahsoka is comfortable."

They made their way through the Temple, Ahsoka chattering excitedly at everything she saw, even gasping at the sheer size of the Temple. Obi-Wan found himself smiling despite the gravity of the situation. Her joy was infectious, a beacon of light in the darkness of war.

Just as they reached the quarters prepared for Ahsoka, she suddenly wrinkled her nose and shifted uncomfortably in Obi-Wan's arms. A telltale smell reached his nose, and he realized what had happened. He froze for moment and then held Ashoka at arms length

"Uh, General," Rex said, a smirk playing on his lips. "I think Ahsoka might need a... change."

Obi-Wan's eyes widened, and he quickly handed Ahsoka back to Anakin, "Anakin, I believe this is your area of expertise."

Anakin laughed, taking Ahsoka from Obi-Wan's arms. "Who knew my Master could be afraid of a little diaper change. Thanks, Master. I think I've got this covered."

As Anakin carried Ahsoka away to change her, Obi-Wan couldn't help but chuckle. The situation was bizarre and challenging, but there was a certain warmth in seeing Anakin's protective instincts in full force.

Returning to the main hall, not long followed by Anakin (the force sure does come in handy when diaper changing), Obi-Wan and the others convened to discuss their next steps. They reviewed the latest intelligence reports. The tension was palpable, the weight of the mission pressing heavily upon them. Obi-Wan's brows furrowed as he scanned the data on the Separatist device that had regressed Ahsoka.