Anakin looked back down at his padawan. She opened her eyes slowly, and seemed to be having trouble staying upright, and wasn't as alert as usual. He squeezed her hands tight. "Snips, you okay?"

"Exhausted she is, yes. Worked very hard, she has." Yoda explained, hopping down beside the team. Anakin nodded understandingly, not taking his eyes off his charge. "Can you walk?"

Ahsoka nodded slowly, and Anakin pulled her to her feet. She swayed for a second, regained her balance and Anakin let go of her hands. The very next second, her knees buckled, and Anakin caught her before she fell.

Anakin chuckled. "I guess not." With that, he scooped her up into his arms and cradled the young girl against his chest. "That's alright young one, you need the rest."

Still holding his padawan, Anakin turned to Yoda and bowed awkwardly to the elderly Master. Yoda smiled and inclined his head in return.

"Thank you Master. I don't know what I would have done without your help."

The tiny Jedi smiled again. "Home, you should go. Rest, she needs."

"Yes Master." Anakin replied, turning on his heel to leave.

"Wait!" the elder called. Anakin turned back, shifting Ahsoka in his grip.

"Lucky, she is, to have a Master who cares. Go now. And be at peace." He said softly.

Anakin smiled, and left the Jedi Master's quarters. "C'mon little one." He whispers. "Let's go home. It's been a long day."

When they finally reached their quarters, Anakin went straight to Ahsoka's room and sets his young charge on her bed. Using the Force, he slipped off her boots, and draped a blanket over her sleeping figure.

Smiling, Anakin begins to leave, only to stop in his tracks when he hears her stir.

"Master?"

Anakin moves to her side, tucking the blankets in around her. "You should be sleeping. You worked very hard today, I'm very proud of you, it's time to get some rest."

"Master, I've been thinking…" Ahsoka admitted in a small voice. Anakin chuckled. "You? Thinking? Who are you and what have you done with my padawan?"

Ahsoka frowned and hit him playfully. "I'm serious!" Anakin held up his hands in surrender.

"Alright, alright Snips. What's troubling you?"

She squirmed slightly. "It's just...I was thinking...everything went well today, but what if it happens again? What if I'm alone, or we're on a mission and the anxiety just takes over like it did today?"

Anakin drew a deep breath and grabbed her hand, letting that admission sit between them. He considered her question, then smiled.

"Ahsoka, I need you to promise me something."

"Anything Master." She replied, curious as to what he wanted. Anakin squeezed her hand. "If, in any situation, the anxiety takes over, I want you to stop, and do one thing."

Ahsoka raised an eyebrow questioningly, almost demanding an answer.

"Breathe." He finished. "Take a deep breath, and I'm sure you'll be just fine."

Ahsoka grinned. "Thanks Master. For everything." Anakin released her hand and fixed her blankets in place.

"You're welcome Snips. Now get some sleep." He murmured. She nodded and yawned as her eyes fluttered shut. Anakin set his hand on her forehead, sending her a sleep suggestion that would let her rest long enough to revive her weary body and mind.

"Sleep well little one." he whispered, leaning down to kiss her gently on the forehead, then turned and left the room.

She'll be fine, Anakin. He thought to himself. She'll be just fine.

The End