*So the night before I went to see The Force Awakens (which I have an epic story in mind for that once I finish this one) I finished up my mini Star Wars marathon and watched the last three episodes of The Clone Wars Season 6. I ran into a favorite character of mine from before and this time I was like I need to do something with her. All the sites I looked up she was listed under unknown species, so if you happen to have more info on her please let me know. This story isn't meant to be about her, but rather just bring her some much needed love :D
Also, title of this fanfic comes from Landon Austin's Armor, which is totally stuck in my head (especially the first part of the chorus) so forgive me XD Plus a friend of mine who does YT videos challenged me to use this song some way so hah Lily, this is how I choose to use it :P Can't wait to see what you come up with.
Oh one last thing I should mention, Legacy is the last episode before this story and so while I might steal ideas from future episodes, at this point that is the last thing that happened.
Dr. Rig Nema smiled as her last patient left the room. Of course, they didn't know her as Doctor Nema, that would be foolhardy in this day and age. Instead she was known to her patients as Dr. Rav Nokanda. Keeping her original initials had helped her remember and memorize her new identity. She thought back to that day, when the order was given to kill the Jedi. She had been in the field, patching up a Trooper when the first shots rang out.
She had hasted to see the cause of the close shots, only to see a fellow Jedi falling by the hands of several Troopers. She heard someone muttering something about a good soldier following orders and another someone shouting, "Kill the Jedi!" In all the confusion, she managed to slip away, her status as doctor causing many to forget that she too knew how to handle a lightsaber. While a part of her still regretted not trying to help the Jedi she had seen fall, one she didn't even take the time to recognize, another part of her told her that if she had, she too would be dead.
She sighed at that thought and added to herself, "What does it matter? It's not like I'm out there doing anything to change things." A light rap at her door startled her out of her thoughts. Hastening to it, she looked out a small window installed within it. A human man and a female Togruta supported a young man between the two of them, his left leg being held gingerly as they looked about as if they expected trouble. Of course with the Empire being around it stood to reason that they would.
Unbolting the door, Nema asked, "Can I help you?" "Our friend took a bolt to the leg and is bleeding badly." The Togruta said, something in her tone familiar, though her face was turned so Nema couldn't get a good look at her. "Come in." Nema said. The man hesitated and said, "We are on the run from the Empire." As if that would change her mind. "All the more reason for you to get out of sight faster." She said as she turned inward to get the supplies she would need together.
Because her back was turned she missed the grateful eyes of the man and the astonished look of the female. Once they had the young man settled, who had passed out from the pain caused by the injury, Nema got to work cleaning and closing up the wound. As she worked, she felt two pairs of eyes on her, one of which seemed to be really studying her, like she recognized her. That made Nema nervous, for though these people said they were on the run from the Empire, it wouldn't be good to be recognized.
As she finished the last step, the Togruta said something that made Nema's blood run cold. "Thank you Dr. Nokanda is it? You know you look really familiar to me." Nema turned away to start cleaning things up, as well as to hide how her hands were shaking. "Perhaps you have seen me around town." She suggested, just barely keeping the quiver of fear from slipping into her voice. She turned around just as the Togruta shook her head and said, "We only arrived a little while ago ourselves."
It was Nema's turn to study the Togruta, the familiarity brushing against her subconscious but remaining just out of grasp as to tell her why. "Maybe if I knew your names I could tell you, but I really don't think we have met." She reached for more of her tools as the Togruta surprised her by saying, "The one you patched up is Ezra, this is Kanan and I am Ahsoka." The tools slipped from Nema's grasp, clattering to the ground as she gasped, "Ahsoka!?"
Ahsoka immediately became wary and said, "That's right. Why?" Nema collected herself as she said, "Well now I can honestly answer we have met, many times actually, thought it has been a number of years and you have grown up so. My real name is Dr Rig Nema, I was a doctor in the Jedi Order. I patched up you and your master more than any other Jedi." That last part was said with a soft chuckle at the memories that stirred up. She was surprised by the sudden rush of Ahsoka, who leapt forward to encase her in a hug.
"I can't believe you're alive!" Ahsoka exclaimed, "It's so good to see you again." Nema returned the hug after a short pause of hesitation as she answered, "I had hoped you had survived, Ahsoka, as I hoped any Jedi had survived besides me. Tell me, have you heard from any of the others?" Before Ahsoka could answer, another rap came from Nema's door. All three Jedi immediately tensed, before Nema softly hastened to see who was there. As soon as she saw the white, she knew they were in trouble and hurried back into the room with the others.
"Stormtroopers are outdoors. We must hide you three, thankfully I already cleaned up most of the mess." Nema said as she scurried about the room, picking up the few things that would point to one as wounded as Ezra being there. Soon as that was done, she motioned them over to a wall, which when she had rolled back with the Force, showed a small room just big enough for Ahsoka and Kanan to lay Ezra on the floor of and still have room for themselves. "Get in, I will get rid of the Stormtroopers." She said.
She waited until they were settled, before sliding it closed with the Force and hastening to answer her door. As she opened it she said, "Sorry I was in the refresher, can I help you?" "We are searching for some fugitives, one of which is wounded and will need the care of a doctor. We need to search your premises in order to be sure that you aren't hiding these Rebels. If you are, we will be forced to take action." Nema stepped back and said, "Be my guest."
As the Troopers searched, it was all she could do not to look at the wall that hid the other Jedi. Suddenly she noticed that she had forgotten to pick up the tools she had dropped when she recognized Ahsoka's name. She knew it was a matter of time until the Troopers found them, in fact just as she thought that, one of them squatted down next to them and said, "Well what do we have here."