A/N: I do not own Star Wars: The Clone Wars. AU of "The Wrong Jedi."


Crossing The Rubicon, Chapter 1- Pack Your Things, We're Leaving

It was over.

Ahsoka Tano felt surprisingly peaceful as she strode through the halls of the Jedi Temple. After all, she'd just quit the Jedi Order, which had been her home for all but the first two years of her life.

Most would have been tearful at this prospect, but Ahsoka had been through things- had seen things- that would make grown men weep uncontrollably, without so much as batting an eyelash. She'd fought General Grievous by herself- and lived.

Although… what exactly would she do now? It wasn't like Jedi quit the Order every day; heck, it had been the talk of the Temple for months when Master Dooku had quit. Most had said it was because Master Jinn had died.

I could go to Lux, she reasoned. But what exactly are we? Good friends? Acquaintances?

Ahsoka, for once, had no idea what to do. But that was when she heard:

"SNIPS! WAIT!"


A few minutes earlier

It was over.

Anakin Skywalker was packing in a hurry. He had just watched his Padawan walk away from him, and by extension, the Jedi.

Anakin had not had it easy at the Temple. Because of that stupid Chosen One thing, everyone made him out as a god among mortals. The Holonet made him out to be a hero.

He was just a man. A Jedi, sure, but a man all the same.

The Council hadn't been much help, either. They feared him, and Anakin Skywalker knew it. They couldn't see that Ahsoka was innocent. He'd expected Obi-Wan and Plo Koon, a fellow pilot (and the Jedi who'd discovered Ahsoka in the first place) to at least help him.

Nope. No help from them whatsoever.

Oh, and there was the fact that he was a married man. The Jedi Order forbade such a thing, but true love hath no bounds. Not even Obi-Wan and Ahsoka knew.

So, Anakin was leaving. And in true Skywalker fashion, he'd taken his lightsaber with him. He also had Ahsoka's saber and shoto.

His meager possessions in a duffel bag, Anakin had strode out to his bright yellow Interceptor- class Starfighter (yes, yellow, because why not? Master Windu's was purple) and had Artoo fire it up. If he'd timed it right, Ahsoka would walking out about now.

And sure enough, he was right.

"SNIPS! WAIT!"

Ahsoka just stared at Anakin for a small eternity. Then:

"If this is some elaborate attempt to convince me to change my mind, Skyguy, it's not working."

"It's not," Anakin answered. "I'm leaving, too. I've been meaning to for quite some time."

"What?"

"Oh, yes," Anakin confirmed. "The Jedi were just fine and all, but there's things that they do that… aren't that smart. Oh, and then there's this little thing," he continued, pulling up the necklace he kept under his shirt. On it were his dog tags.

And a small, golden band.

Ahsoka wasn't versed in romance, but it was obvious that there was a wedding ring on Anakin's necklace. Especially when Anakin took it off the chain, and placed it on his left hand's ring finger.

Ahsoka clearly gaped for a few moments, before smirking roguishly.

"Padme?"

Anakin was shocked now. "How'd you know?"

"You always rescue her when she's in trouble. Plus, you keep sneaking out at night. Should I be concerned about it in the future?"

"Nah," Anakin replied. "Because I actually was headed out to Naboo right now. I figured you might need somewhere to go that's not here. Want to come?"

Ahsoka shifted, but ultimately decided. "Yes. I've not spent much time on that planet."

"A shame," Anakin said. "It's a great place. Water everywhere. More colors than brown or gray. A great place to live."

The pair took one last glance at the Temple, before jumping into the Starfighter. Ten minutes later, hyperspace greeted them.