#anotherhappyending

@another-happy-landing - drabble

She drank tea the same way he had.

When she was younger, it always seemed like such a stupidthing to do, the way he’d always brought her a cup when she had needed yetnever asked, in quiet moments on ships in the middle of a war…there had beentea. She guessed in hindsight it was Obi-Wans way of trying to show she cared,and sometimes it felt like she’d never said thank you enough to him for all thesmall things he had done for her.

They felt massive now.

She breathed in the smell of tea leaves the steam as hereyes watched out the transparasteel as a desert planet came into view. It tookher back to the man that made her, her master, who knew such a small planet inthe middle of nowhere would birth someone so incredible. She missed him, shemissed them both, she wondered if they were still alive, if they were out theresomewhere hiding from an Empire that wanted them dead. A dictatorship attemptingto wipe their entire culture of the face of the galaxy. How could you live inthe face of that?

Yet she thought of them every day, as she made her waythrough the galaxy giving the Empire the middle finger in every way she could.They were likely dead, Ahsoka thought if they had survived they would havechecked in by now, she would have heard something. She had every ear and pairof eyes she knew always on the lookout and they hadn’t heard anything in years.

“Ahsoka, we’re in orbit around Tatooine.”

A voice crackled over the intercom, she took a deep breath,centered and steadied herself. She knew what he would tell her now, purposeover emotion, to clear her mind and focus on the situation at hand The awfultruth they were gone had long sunk into her chest, instead she was leftcradling a ghost in a tea cup as she pondered her next move.

“Prepare for landing cycle. I’ll be up in a moment.” Shereplied through the ships radio before finishing the liquid in her cup andsighing. She’d long given up running from ghosts, it was time to face them headon.