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Where the Water Meets the Silence - Chapter 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1636368529-where-the-water-meets-the-silence-chapter-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=heyitsgordie Ahsoka Tano is expecting a simple break from the Clone Wars when she and Anakin Skywalker are sent to Naboo for a two-week leave. But what begins as a peaceful vacation quickly turns confusing when she meets Senator Padmé Amidala-beautiful, kind, and far too familiar with her very reserved Jedi Master. Between shared history, private jokes, unexpected comforts, and Anakin's increasingly suspicious behavior, Ahsoka slowly pieces together what must be going on between them. There's only one logical explanation: Anakin Skywalker has a crush. And Ahsoka is absolutely going to figure it out.

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Where the Water Meets The Silence

Chapter 1

Summary:

Ahsoka Tano is expecting a simple break from the Clone Wars when she and Anakin Skywalker are sent to Naboo for a two-week leave. But what begins as a peaceful vacation quickly turns confusing when she meets Senator Padmé Amidala—beautiful, kind, and far too familiar with her very reserved Jedi Master.

Between shared history, private jokes, unexpected comforts, and Anakin's increasingly suspicious behavior, Ahsoka slowly pieces together what must be going on between them. There's only one logical explanation: Anakin Skywalker has a crush.

And Ahsoka is absolutely going to figure it out.

Author's Note:

I really love the dynamics between Ahsoka, Anakin, and Padme, and I'm obsessed with the slow realization.

Disclaimer - I do not own the Star Wars franchise or their characters, and I don't claim to own them.

Enjoy the fic and let me know what you think in the comments!

Ahsoka was so excited. So, so, so excited. And surprisingly, so was her new master.

Streaks of blue painted the sky as their ship barreled through hyperspace as Anakin and Ahsoka headed towards their vacation.

After a couple weeks fighting in the Clone Wars, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and she had gotten a leave. A very sudden and abrupt leave, but a break nonetheless. And while she'd never admit it, Ahsoka wasn't used to wartime protocols and was a bit exhausted and burnt out from the constant fighting and running and plotting and too much death and not near enough sleep.

According to her master, the Supreme Chancellor had requested they spend their two week leave on Naboo, his home planet, insisting they see its grandeur at a time they weren't battling. Weird. At least Naboo was famed for its picturesque landscapes and verdant fields, a much better destination than somewhere like, say Nal Hutta. She shuddered at the thought of spending any time, let alone two weeks there.

Even though she had only been Anakin's padawan learner for a short time, she had gotten used to the resting frown that always settled on his features. Which was why Ahsoka was taken aback by her master's glowing smile - almost beaming? - as Obi-Wan told them that Anakin and Ahsoka were heading for Naboo.

What could have possibly excited her master to the point he was nearly quivering in anticipation. If she didn't know any better, she would think he had drunk too many cafs; however, she remembered how Anakin had called it a "vile drink." She had questioned Artoo, but the stubbornly loyal droid hadn't revealed anything. Which only left her wondering further.

Did he have friends or family there? No. Jedi weren't supposed to have attachments, and besides, she knew from Obi-Wan that her master had grown up on Tatooine.

Maybe he just really liked Naboo? He'd been there before she remembered, but that didn't seem like the master she knew.

All her thinking left her with more questions than answers and the conclusion that her master either had a stash of nuna eggs there or was going insane.

"Snips, get ready to land!" Anakin called from the cockpit, as she felt the jolt from exiting hyperspace. Speak of the devil she thought, already racing to the front to see the beauty of Naboo. "Coming, Skyguy!"

Ahsoka had never been to Naboo before but she had heard so many stories about their lake country, which was where they were staying. Apparently some fancy senator (Armada maybe?, she couldn't remember) had invited them to stay at her rich-people mansion by the lake. Anakin and Obi-Wan had assured her that this senator was very kind. Ahsoka really, really hoped she was. Skyguy and the 501st was great, really, but she often found herself longing for a female companion.

"Strap in, Ahsoka. Don't want to get hurt on vacation," Anakin scolded teasingly.

"I know, I know," she responded while pulling the strap snug around her lithe frame.

She found herself inspecting Anakin, who was almost giddy with excitement. She had never seen him like this before. It was a little unnerving. Maybe he really liked the beach?

"What?" Anakin questioned, pulling her out of her thoughts. Her cheeks flushed realizing she had been staring.

"You just...look very happy," she stated carefully. "Why?"

"No reason. Just needed a break" he replied, which did nothing to quiet Ahsokas's racing mind.

"Okaaay."

He silently turned back to the controls and landed the ship gently on the landing pads placed in front of...a literal palace. This is where they were staying? She nearly fell over in excitement. Unlike Coruscant which was all skyscrapers and blinding lights and cityscapes, Naboo was beautiful - flowers and trees everywhere, the whole place was coated in greens and pinks. Not to mention the air. Ahsoka breathed deeply, taking in the fresh, clear atmosphere, fragranced with flowers and free of all the pollutants and smells that wafted up from some of the lower levels of Coruscant.

"Well, at least that wasn't a 'happy landing' as Obi-Wan would say." She turned to him, confused.

He shrugged in response. "I have a habit of crashing ships."

They walked out onto the landing pad together, Anakin chuckling when he noticed Ahsoka's jaw dropped to the floor.

"Like the house?" he teased.

"It-It's not a house it's a mansion," she stammered.

"If you like the lake house, you should see her actual home," he replied.

If possible Ahsoka's jaw only dropped further, before she comprehended what her master had just said. How does he know what her house looks like? Has he been there before? Why has he been there before?

The questions flowed freely into her mind until she froze at the sight of the woman waltzing down the steps of the front entrance. She was drop-dead beautiful.

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Everything I Never Told You (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1636214943-everything-i-never-told-you?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=heyitsgordie In the World Between Worlds, Ahsoka Tano is given something she never expected - time with Anakin Skywalker. And this time - he finally reveals the truth.

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Everything I Never Told You

Summary: In the World Between Worlds, Ahsoka Tano is given something she never expected - time with Anakin Skywalker. And this time - he finally reveals the truth.

Author’s Note: Hey, it’s Gordie. This is the first story I’ve ever written. I’ve never even sat down and completed a story before, but this idea was calling my name, and the words just poured out. I am obsessed with Star Wars, especially the prequels. However, I’ve never watched Rebels, and I’m a bit unfamiliar with the World Between Worlds, so I apologize if it’s incorrect. Also, I am not sure if Ahsoka knew about Anakin and Padme’s relationship, but for the sake of this story, please pretend. Let me know if I should write more, since this was fun to dream up. Enjoy!

“Hello, Snips.”

Ahsoka froze at the words that she had not heard in a very, very long time. Uttered from the lips of - No. She wouldn’t-couldn’t-think about him. And yet, she found herself replying.

“Master?”

“Long time, no see, Snips.”

While the words before had seemed to come from nowhere, echoing across the vastness that was the World Between Words, the voice seemed to materialize. She spun around, and her breath caught in her throat as she gazed upon the face she had not seen in years.

“Anakin,” she breathed, astounded at the sight before her. “What is this place? Why are you here?”

He smiled in response. “To help you.” Confusion showed on her face despite the fact that she had always had a tight shield after…everything. Anakin always had been able to read her like a book. “To help you understand,” he clarified.

“I-I don’t understand,” she stammered, suddenly whisked away to her padawan years, still young and naive. 

“That’s why I’m here.” A pause. “Let’s sit”

The vast nothingness that stretched on for miles, slowly morphed into a cozy place. Home she thought, before fully realizing that this was their old quarters during the Clone Wars, where life was hard but she always had someone on her side.

“I wanted to talk to you, because I have never truly been transparent with you. I want to tell you everything, starting from the beginning.”

Obligingly, Ahsoka sat and focused on her master. “Okay…you know I was a-a slave before I came to the temple, right?” he began. She nodded and gave a small smile to encourage him. Ahsoka didn’t know much, but she was aware that Anakin had lived a challenging life before and probably even after she had come along.

“But the thing is I have always been a slave. Even after leaving Tatooine, I was never truly free until now,” he continued, “First, Gardulla and Watto, then the Jedi, and then the Sith” She noticed how his eyes darkened at the mention of the Hutt.

Ahsoka’s mind focused on his words, confused. She had known Anakin was enslaved on Tatooine, but…it almost seemed as if he was excusing himself, and she told him as much, her mind betraying her and reminding her of the screams she had felt through the Force as Jedi, no younglings, were slaughtered mercilessly. She gazed up at Anakin’s eyes and stifled a gasp as she saw bright, brilliant blue clouded with a film of sickly yellow. 

“You have no idea what I’ve been through,” he spat, taking Ahsoka aback at the spite and malice in his tone. Anakin took a breath as though to calm himself. Sighing, he pulled up the sleeve of his flesh arm up to reveal small, white, circular scars. Ahsoka gasped and for the first time realized she had never seen her master without his robes. Even when wounded, he always waved off medics, insisting he was fine.

“What-what happened?” she whispered, almost afraid to ask.

“Cigarettes.”

The singular word traveled across Ahsoka’s body, raising the hairs on her spine and the back of her neck before it entered her ears. “Cigarettes?” she repeated, dazed.

“From Gardulla,” he explained. A wave of anger and understanding washed over her. How could anyone do that to - “How old?” she asked, needing to know. “How old were you?”

“When I got my first?” Ahsoka nodded. He looked down, unable to meet her eyes. “Two.”

Two.

She didn’t know what she had been expecting, but it wasn’t that.

Two. As in two years old.

Two-year-olds couldn’t form complete sentences, and he had been burned. With a cigarette butt.

A horrific image suddenly filled her mind. A little boy. Screaming as the glowing embers marred his skin. She squeezed her eyes trying and failing to shut out the image in her mind.

The silence stretched on for miles, the tension palpable in the air.

Anakin rolled his sleeve down. “When Qui-Gon bought me, he told me I was free. I thought I was, but I started training and everyone hated me. I was the slave boy who was too old, too attached, different. Even Obi-Wan hadn’t really wanted to take me as his Padawan.”

“Eventually, I left the temple, and things were better once it was just me and Obi-Wan for the most part. We were…closer then.” He got a far away look in eyes, reminiscing on better times. “And then I saw Padme again.”

“Padme?” she questioned. Ahsoka had known the late Senator Amidala, and she remembered Anakin being friends with her. But Anakin was making her out to be someone very important to his story. And she hadn’t realized they had been on a first-name basis. 

“Yes, Obi-Wan and I were assigned as her bodyguards for a time. I-I hadn’t seen in almost ten years. I was so nervous.” He chuckled. “Obi got called on a mission, though. So, we left for Naboo, and-and we fell in love.”

Ahsoka gaped at him. Her mind was racing to connect the dots and - she could smack herself. Of course! It was so obvious, looking back. She thought of all the exchanges she had watched between them. It was like watching her memories through a different lens. The banter, the looks they gave each other. She was astounded that she hadn’t realized before.

“You. Padme. You and Padme. That explains so, so much”

He smiled sadly. “We married after the First Battle of Geonosis.”

“Wait. You’re telling me that this whole time, you two were married!” she exclaimed. Her thoughts raced. Every look. Every mission where Anakin had seemed so on edge, so worried. His anxieties made sense now. Of course he was worried when his wife was in danger. “Yes.” He let out a small chuckle and paused for a minute as if to collect himself. That was one thing Anakin had gotten better about. She remembered the stories of her master’s failed attempts at meditation. She silently smiled in her head.

“I…let myself get attached. Too attached. Especially near the end of the war, you and Padme were the only people I loved. Well, besides maybe Rex. And then you were gone.” He sighed, “I am not blaming you. But after you left I held onto Padme. I felt alone, and I couldn’t talk to Obi-Wan or anyone really…”

“...except the Chancellor.”

There it was. The single word, the single title that held so much grief, so much pain and betrayal and hurt. Everything fell still for a moment, like the world had paused. Anakin was silent, but in his eyes she could see the words building up.

His voice raised as the temperature seemed to drop. “I trusted him, and he betrayed me. He manipulated me, and he took everything.” His jaw tightened as he tried to rein in his emotions. Ahsoka saw the glisten in his clear aquamarine eyes build up. 

“I lost everything.” He whispered, as the dams on his heart shattered. He collapsed into himself as the tears finally broke free.

Ahsoka felt frozen, not knowing how to respond. The boy on the floor was so unlike the man she defined as Anakin Skywalker. He seemed so small now, curled in a ball on the floor, trembling. She sat there for an indefinite amount of time - it could’ve been seconds, hours, minutes, and it would’ve felt the same.

The sound of sobs brought Ahsoka out of her stupor as she realized the shaking boy on the floor was - crying? The Anakin she knew was always strong and confident, annoyingly so. She was fazed by the sight of him so vulnerable.

Because he was crying. Anakin Skywalker was crying.

As if pulled by marionette strings, Ahsoka found herself approaching him. He gazed up at her with red, puffy eyes.

Those beautiful, broken eyes.

She pulled him into her arms. He stiffened, surprised by her actions, but returned the motion, letting her hold him as he let out all of the hurt.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

Ahsoka didn’t respond, simply hugging him tighter. His tears soaked into her robes, and she was surprised by the feeling of wetness on her own cheeks. Her master, who had lost so much, who had hurt so many, all he really ever needed was for someone to understand, someone to hold him and tell him everything would be alright. And Ahsoka was more than willing to fill the position.

They sat together for a while. Just her and Anakin. Just like the good, old days.

Anakin eventually quieted and wiped his eyes, still shaking although he seemed to be doing better.

“Will you be okay, Skyguy?” she questioned gently.

“You know me, Snips. I always land on my feet.”

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hey its gordie! just a teenage girl writing fanfics instead of sleeping mostly star wars mostly heartbreak always emotional