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Cye stood in front of the view port, tears rushed down his cheeks as he watched a ship dock. In the year since Cali left, he had become someone he hated and he couldn't stand to have company, he just wanted so much more than he had and by wanting more, he lost more. He still had his 'precious Empire' as Cali called it six months ago, he still had his power yet he felt empty. Yesterday he had killed Zoaski, his only remaining friend just because he mentioned her, he regretted it the moment after the blade came clear of Zoaski's neck but that didn't bring him back.
Cali lived in the temple with Leia, Syen and their children, she didn't see Kallium often but when they did meet they would go out for dinner or for a walk, she spent most of her time fixing the Temple, she filled the cracks, cleaned the floors and with Ahsoka's help moved the debris away. She missed Juno's company when the Marek's left with their new baby boy but Juno wanted to go home after six months of living in the Temple. Cali had planned to go back to Naboo with them but Kallium couldn't join her so she didn't go. She wanted to but her responsibilities limited her made her stay and made her hate the way things were.
Juno left the army after she realised that she couldn't carry on being a soldier-mother without someone else around to care for the children while she was away, she hadn't been in any great battles or killed any large amount of the enemy so she was unshaken by the war and all that it had taken from the Civilianists who just wanted their home back in their own control. She named her new son, Kaleb after her clone son Caleb, she wanted to mark his life with something that would be recognised more than a tombstone or monument so she chose her youngest son to bear the heavy name Caleb had left behind.
Ahsoka had joined the Jedi order once more to gain clarity on how her master could betray her like he did, Kallium had let it slide three months after their return to Coruscant at first she didn't believe that her Master could have killed so many Jedi but soon enough she realised that in the memorial that the Jedi had created for their lost allies that Anakin Skywalker wasn't with the dead from order sixty six. He was with the lost twenty-one embodied in stone and left with the other Jedi who fell to the sith.
Galen had returned home with Juno and his children, he had taken the durasteel and boards off of the house and he had felt ok for a time until Target's death rushed back into him and stabbed him in his heart all over again, he couldn't shake it and didn't want to, he felt responsible for Jack's death, he spoke at the boy's funeral and met the boys parents then helped Jack's Father fill Jack's grave as no services had survived or endured threw the war, almost every shop had been taken by one force or the other and the owners were afraid of the same happening to their own shop but Galen he didn't care, he wanted Jack to rest in peace and so he dug and helped to fill Jack Targets grave with his bare hands and a shovel.
The Jedi had begun to form their plans for freeing Kenobi, They had made peace with the Empire but it was fragile, weak at best and they strode to look like they wouldn't try to free Obi-Wan when their true intent was to do nothing less.