I groaned softly, that hadn't exactly how I expected my father to wake me up - my mother had never woken me up that way, besides when I got her mad. But she barely ever stayed mad at anyone over night, especially me. I sighed softly, slowly getting up and running my hand through my hair. It was going to take a bit of getting used to, having my father in my life - who hadn't been there my entire life until now. I bit my lip, "Its definitely gonna take some getting used to." I whispered softly.

Still, it felt like a void had been filled, yet another opened. My father was in my life but everything I'd seen girls my age do with their fathers - I felt it wouldn't happen. It didn't take long for me to unbraid my hair and find my way to where my father was as we landed. I thought we were at the base we were going to, yet we weren't. We were at a random spaceport.

I was confused why we'd stopped here and even more confused when one of my fathers men was left there in civilian clothing. It was the same man who had saved me and who had been staring at me the entire way to the ship. But I didn't say anything, I didn't question it - even if the curiosity was killing me. It didn't make any sense why they just had dropped him off like that.

Yet when we landed and I exited the ship with my father and he explained that he needed to report in and report the loss of one ofhis men, that I wasn't allowed. I merely nodded, "Okay, I understand." I whispered softly as he said he'd be right back. I somewhat understood how the army worked with my very few encounters with them. And by very few, I meant about two or three times, this time being maybe the third or fourth.

It seemed to me that the Chancellor was on top and controlled the senate and the jedi and the jedi controlled the clones. It didn't seem much fair that they were created and born just to fight and die. And it'd be clear enough now that they had normal feelings - that they wanted freedom, love, and a family. But that began to make my mind begin to work as I watched my father walk away.

How would he explain who I was? Who my mother was? Wouldn't he get in trouble for that? If he did get in trouble, what would they do to him? I bit my lip, running my hand through my hair.