A healed family

Chapter 1: Endings, Beginnings & The In Betweens

Years after dad left us, I left home to become a Jedi. I'm 12 years old now and am the padawan of Obi-Wan Kenobi. It's amazing that I can remember things from a young age, my first memory was when my dad showed me the stars when I was only one year old. It's one of the best memories so far. I miss my Mom and little sister, but I've made a few friends at least. Ahsoka Tano, another padawan, was my first friend. And then Aayla, a Jedi Master, is like an older sister to me.
Can you keep a secret? I still see my mom and little sister. They live a block away! Mom makes sure to be nearby, no matter where I am. She was taken from her family as a young child, she managed to find her way home after years of searching. Kidnapped by a Sith Lord, to be his apprentice. Her time with the Sith, training, escape and the long way back to her family isn't something Mom likes to talk about. Mom's force sensitive, when she reunited with her family, hid her abilities from everyone. Even the Jedi Council. Why? Her family would not let her be taken away from them again. My Grandparents did let her go for the Academy though, I asked Papa Che once why he said she was old enough to take care of herself. "Your Grandma Masan and I raised healthy chicks. Your mother was a healthy chick ready to fly. So she flew." Boy did she! Graduating 2nd in her class, years younger than other cadets. Rapidly rising through the ranks, from cadet all the way to Admiral. Even when she married Dad, had me and Sissy, she continued her service to the Republic.
Dad left us when she wouldn't resign when Maddy was born.
I was a youngling then, I could feel both of my parent's pain. But we all got better, apart, together, we're still family. The Jedi Council might not like it, but Mom "does as she will" that's what Master Yoda says, a lot! But he smiles when he does. I think he likes her spirit. And since mom is an admiral she has friends in the Republic Military who I knew before I became a padawan. Admiral Yularen was my babysitter!!.. Really he was! Although Mom was younger, he and mom went to the academy together. And of course, the Clone war started.. But at least I get to see my family. I missed my little sister the most. Her name is Maddy, a red haired tyrant. Just kidding!! Sissy (my Mom calls both of us, the nickname for sisters. I think she forgets which one she's talking to.) Small, cute, excessively smart, sarcastic, nosy, persistent, protective, creative, generous and bossy Everything a 4 year old sister is supposed to be. Did I also mention she's force sensitive too? She's destined to be a
Great Jedi Master. Or Sith. She hasn't made up her mind yet.
Dad's been apart from us a long time, Maddy was learning to walk when we last saw him. It doesn't bother me as much as it did when I was younger. I know Mom's happier now, so I feel both of them are better apart then together. We're all healing.
Partly because Mom meet a clone trooper named "Rex" I think.. I meet him, Master Kenobi introduced us. Master promised me that Rex is a nice person. A Captain of the 501st Battalion. His General is Master Anakin Skywalker. Rex, Master Skywalker, Ahsoka and I are going to Teth. They said we where going to get Jabba the Hutt's son back from Count Dooku's assassin, Asajj Ventress. Anakin told Soka and I to be careful since it was Sith. I sighed and got out my double bladed emerald light saber.

"It's okay to be scared kid." Rex said reassuringly laying his hand on my shoulder, I look up at him. He had his helmet on. I was going to say something but, he was gone. I just keep walking. Letting myself process my surroundings using the force to identify friend from foe. Entering the city center we found the hiding place of the missing Huttlet. After sporadic but heated clanker encounters. Soon we got to the detention level. And guess who we found. Yes ladies and gentlemen we found little Rotta the Huttlet. Ahsoka picked up the little slug and said we'd take him home to his dad... I wished for a moment those words were said to me. Going home and seeing Mom, DAD and, Maddy but we can't always have what we want. I gave a little sigh.
Rex looked at me sharply, i pretended to cough looking away from his helmeted gaze. Refocusing myself to the mission, We put Rotta in our bag.

Ahsoka said checking on the slug that he was sick. Ooofff cccoooouuurrrssseee the Huttlet gets sick and we don't have the right medicine for him.... Karabast. And to top that it all off we finally meet the assassin. Soka ignited her lightsaber and I with my double blade. The droids started shooting, so did the clones. A droid aimed at Rex's heart I pushed him out of the way and I got shot.. Pain...Coldness... The one thing I heard before the darkness was Rex shout "KID!" And then Cold...Darkness... Quiet..

I woke up on a hospital bed. My chest was tightly wrapped in bandages. I learned quickly not to move suddenly or try to breathe deeply. Quietly the Clone Medical Officer Kix told me what had happened on Teth.
Well at least the mission was a success, Ahsoka and her master are okay. Even Rotta, the little slug, is better.
Kix said I got hit hard, I was lucky.
"Where's Rex?" I only asked the most important question to my mind.
Kix smiled as he said "He right next to you." He pointed to the right side of my bed. There sat Rex on a chair next to my bed.... Wait he's sleeping. Kix said that Rex felt bad since I pushed him out of the way and I got shot. Especially when getting shot was supposed to be his job, not mine. Kix said I'd get out tomorrow. Since I've been there for three days asleep. Kix leaves to tend to someone else.
One thing I've learned about the Clones, is to listen and remember what they say. Because unlike my Sister, Clones are NOT excessively verbal.
I turn my head and put my hands on Rex's. Later he woke up looking at his hand, seeing that I was awake. His eyes widened seeing me alive. "Commander! You're awake! Why did you save me? You could of died.... And it would be my fault."
"Rex it's alright. Don't go mourning me yet, Rex look at me. I'm alive, Your alive and we're okay. Oh! By the way... Um.. Did you.. Tell my Mom..I-I mean Admiral Bailey?"

Rex POV
As soon as I realized that the Commander had pushed me out of the way and taking the blaster shot meant for me, I knew I was in over my head.
Don't get me wrong, the Commander is a fierce fighter. I expected nothing less then total commitment to the mission. And her being General Kenobi's padawan, the soldiers under her command would not be thought expendable. But valued, appreciated.
Just like her Mother.
With all that, I never expected to be saved by someone with so little battle experience.
It was...humbling... humiliating. Damned embarrassing. When Cody finds out I'll never hear the end of it. EVER.
Even that is nothing to what the thought of Admiral R. M. Bailey would do. WILL do to me.
Battle experience doesn't help a soldier when the heart is involved.
Yeah, I'm involved.
With the Commander's Mother. The Admiral.
With Rita, Genevieve's Mom.
I'm involved and I want to be more then involved.
Worried? Yeah, I'm worried. Rules, Sworn Oaths. Promises. Sigh.
Duty.
I'm involved, worried and stalling.
The Commander let's me know she knows I'm stalling with one lifted eyebrow. And the Look.
"Kid" I say leaning forward, elbows on my knees, my head in my hands. Closing my eyes, I take a deep fortifying breath, and holding on to my hard earned battle experience, look into her brown eyes and tell her with total honesty "I'm not that going to tell the Admiral, that her child took a blaster shot meant for me. I asked General Skywalker to do it. I'm not taking the risk of breaking Rita's heart by telling her that her first born might die. I can't and won't hurt your Mother, not like that. And no one can make me do it voluntarily. Never."
Commander Gabrielle Bailey-Reid looks at me closely asks "Rex, are you scared of my Mom?"
"Hell yes." I say with a smile. "Absolutely terrified. I'm not stupid."
Genevieve let out a gasping laugh, cut short by the pain. Her eyes dancing in delight, smiling in understanding. Letting herself sink into soft healing warmth of the bacta gel bed, she nods softly. "I know exactly how you feel. And I don't blame you at all. But I would love to be there when Anakin tells her." Musing with a mischievous grin. "I hope Ahsoka records it."
I let out a snort, then chuckle. Shaking my head at the thought of my brave Jedi General scared of a little 5'4", 115lbs female.
Getting comfortable in the chair next to her bed, I lay my head back, close my eyes against the glare of med bay healing florescent lights, I say with confidence. "Oh, yeah. Ahsoka is definitely recording it. I made sure to ask for a copy. I'm not letting that opportunity pass. Maybe even Yularen would like a copy?"
"Admiral Killian would owe you big time." Genevieve says sleepily, yawning. "Just a suggestion."
"Hmmm. Excellent thinking, Commander. Thank you. And I'm sure Killian will thank you too!" I open one eye, peering at her sleeping form. A small smile on her face. "Thanks, Kid. For everything." I murmur quietly.
Yeah, I'm more then involved. And not so worried now.
I relax with the feeling of her smile and words to me. "I don't blame you."
I hope her Mom feels the same.
I'm glad and relieved that we're all safe and sound. I reach out, holding Genevieve's much smaller hand in mine, reassuring myself that she's safe. I feel her hand close around my trigger and middle fingers, I give a little squeeze and she relaxes, sighs in her sleep. I doze off feeling the trust of this little girl, wrapping around my heart as real as I feel her little hand holding onto my fingers. I'm definitely way more then involved. My last thought before I fall asleep is,
I wonder what's happened to General Skywalker?