A/N: This is a continuation of JadedSnowTiger's Life after Order 66. Standard Disclamer: All Star Wars characters belong to LucasFilms and Disney. No infringement intended (Disclaimer ends here). Enjoy and R&R!
-Commander Treaty.
P.S: I'm featured in this story as Commander William Treaty.
"Wait, what?" Aayla asked. "I said, Ahsoka and Barriss are pregnant." Kix responded. It was in the morning, and Rex and Ahsoka both paled under Aayla's glare. Bly walks out, rubbing his eyes. "What's all the commotion?" he asks as Aayla turns her glare to Barriss. "These two decided it would be a good idea to get pregnant AGAIN! What if Vader senses all of these force presences? What will you do then? You've endangered us all. Just because you weren't careful." Ahsoka blanches, but Rex steps forward. "WE WEREN'T CAREFUL?! WHAT ABOUT YOU AND BLY, EH? Maybe if Jedi weren't such hypocrites, they'd be able to see their faults in life. Learn to grow the fuck up, Aayla." Kix pushes Rex back, hand on his DC-15s blaster. "Calm down, don't make me stun you, Captain." Rex places his own hand on his DC-17 hand blaster. "Stand down, Sergeant, pick your battles."
Ahsoka, being Ahsoka, suddenly has her lightsaber blade between the ex-501st clones. "Both of you, stand down. Aayla, please, it was our choice, and I don't regret it. You never said anything about Plo, so why this?" Aayla said nothing. "That's what I thought." The mood quickly went from tense to sombre, as everyone realized that there was so much at stake. "Any news from Mandalore? We need to find out what happened to the other deserters." asked Chopper, as he walked into the living room. "Other deserters? There are more? Who, and when did they get out?" asked Kix. Chopper handed him a data-pad. On it, it was open to an Imperial Arrest Warrant, and it displayed multiple surviving Jedi and clones, including multiple ARC troopers, named, in order, N-05 "Prudii", N-06 "Komr'k", N-10 "Ordo", among others. Also, the warrant stated for the arrest of Jedi General Bardan Jusik and Republic Special Operations Brigade Falin "Kal" Skirata, as well as Republic Commando Squad "Yayax".
"How did so many escape? After all the destruction…. How?" Asked Fives, as he read over the 'pad. "Just, how is this possible?" Nobody answered. Suddenly, the house comm rang. Chopper went to pick it up. Chatter issued on the other side, and Chopper muted the comm. "You're all going to want to hear this," and he put it on speaker. "This is Sergeant Walon Vau calling all ex-Republic and current Rebellion members over pirate channel 4. I repeat, this is Republic SOB Sergeant Walon Vau calling all ex-Republic and Rebel members over pirate channel 4. Mandalore has routed the Imperial Garrison. I say again, Mandalore is Imperial-Free, and therefore Rebel-pro. There are many clone deserters here, and more are welcome, as are Jedi. Vau out." The message repeats multiple times over. Chopper, Rex and Fives look at each other, with dumbfounded expressions on his face. Barriss, who was quiet the entire time, finally spoke up; "I don't think Vau is lying. Remember, Gree and I worked with him and his commandos throughout the war. I trust him, and so did many of my men. I think we should all relocate there, if only for our safety, and curiosity. I'm anxious to see who survived, to be honest." Aayla looked forlorn. "I'll be honest, I wonder if Commander Treaty survived." Ahsoka was bemused. "The human who was promoted to an ARC commander?" Rex nodded. "The one and only. He was Mando'ade at heart. If he's not in the army, that's where he'd be." Aayla nodded. "That's where I was before I came to join you. Not where Vau is, but on Mandalore in general. Bly and I banged out before the garrison was put in place. So, Mandalore will be the safest place for the children. I agree with Barriss." "I'm sure Will's not in the army, because he's right here." Said a new voice. Everyone turned to the front door. Outside, there were three squadrons of ARC-170's covering three landing LAAT/i's. One of the gunship's had already landed beside the Alderrannian Diplomatic Shuttle. Senator Bail Prestor Organa and a man in Clone Commander ARC armour were standing at the entryway to the house. Rex looked up to see a fleet of Venator-class and Victory-class Star Destroyers orbiting Endor. Rex gaped, and pointed to the obvious flagship. "The Resolute. She made it, but, how?" Then everybody seemed to remember the man in ARC armour, and stared. "Who -who are you?" asked Ahsoka. "The only human to be promoted to a clone's rank in the Grand Army. Is that enough?" replied the man. "Marshal Commander William Treaty, the best warrior in the Republic." gasped Kix. All the clones then saluted their commanding officer. "At ease, we don't need that there, not today anyways."
Will looked around, slowly taking in the surrounding fields and forest. "So this is Endor. What's so special about it? I mean, it's all forest. So, again, why?" Rex looked at him. "Tell us what you did to the Resolute, then we'll talk." Will noticed that Rex had his hand on his blaster, and the rest of the clones all had DC-15a's or DC-15s's ready. Will turned to his men coming off the landing gunship's. "Be ready for anything. I don't want anyone to end up on eternal patrol, or worse, taken prisoner by the empire." The men then fan out in double squads of twenty-four men each, surrounding the bastion. Will turned back to Rex. "Ever heard of a Venator-class Mark II Star Destroyer?" Rex nods. "Victory-class ?" He nods again. "Well, I, more like we, combined the two and got that. Looks good, right?" Rex nodded for the third time in ten seconds. "My turn. So, we chose Endor because it was secluded, or it was until you showed up. So, why are you here?" Will gestured to Bail. "He told me that some clones and Jedi had survived Order 66 and made it here. I asked him to bring me here, and he agreed. I'm here to ask you all to come back to Mandalore, where we're all based."
Rex looked at Will, then his men, then Will again. "It's not just me you have to ask, but the kids." "Kids?" Will asked, befuddled. "Yes, Ahsoka, Barriss and Aayla are all mothers, as well as Cut and Suu are parents. All the clones are fathers. Will gasped in a silent "Oh crap" moment. "Umm… well, congratulations I guess?" Rex and the others laughed, and after a while, Will joined in. Bly carefully looked at Will from the corner of his eye. "So, why exactly do you want us back on Mandalore?" "Because it's Imperial-free, that's why."
Bly and Kix were pleased with the idea, whereas Chopper was appalled. "Leave Endor? After we just got here? Absolutely not. I'm not going for it!" Kix looked forlorn. "Chop, it's not just for you, but for the kids too. Think about Plo, Nemo, the twins. Chop, please, reconsider." Chopper the condom grumbled. "Fine, but I still don't like it." "You don't have to, you just have to-" Will said. "Accept it, yes, I know. Better than most, actually." Chopper finished. "Most, but not all." The others chorused. "Remember that, corporal." Will scolded. Chopper huffed and looked away, seriously contemplating blasting Will with his rifle, but then thought better of it. With the amount of vode around, I wouldn't last a second. Damn it Will, you Chakaar. He thought, very, very angrily. But instead he muttered under his breath, "Yes, sir. If you say so, sir." Will stole a quick glance toward the Jedi and younglings. They were approaching over the field and forest. "So, Rex, will you introduce me to the lovely family you have here?"