Okay, so, first off, I want to really apologize for this chapter. I tried turning it around three times to Friday, but. just. couldn't. work it! *sobbing in a corner* I'm so sorry, especially since this was a request

unicornmeat3: I'm glad you liked it =D And the eye color was more based on the fact blue is the good(ish) side of the Force and all, but that's a nice thing to know xD And sure, no need to rush

Rohirrim Girl 2187: Thanks! It was part of the request, so whatever works, right?

The True Nobody: Thank you! That's an interesting idea, I'll try working on it next time ^^ (Though, do you have any specific idea or doesn't it really matter?) Hope you enjoy the rest to come

Okay, so, like I said, this was a request that I feel like I buchered... Sorry about that DeathGoddesses...

They were all called slaves and after experiencing how it truly is, they might see something differently. Her people may be free, but their scars would remain. She was more worried about him and what he believes now…

After freeing the Togrutas, everyone stayed on Master Koon's cruiser until the Resolute and Negotiator would come and pick them up. She walked with the other Jedi and the Senator, happy that her people were safe, despite what the Senator had told her. She had sensed Master Kenobi's feelings when they first reunited – how scared, guilty and ashamed he was. But so far, he seems to be doing better. Compared to his slavery, she got off very easy. That's when her thoughts carried her to the other person who was with Obi-Wan…

He just wanted to get a shower and sleep after what happened, but knew there was so much more to do. He was ready to go about his duties, when Kix suddenly pulled him to the side, shoved him to sit on some crates and quickly began an inspection. Seems like the Resolute was already here.

"Kix, what are you doing?" he sighed, not really having the energy to fight the medic.

"Take a guess," Kix replied, peeling away the armor to check for wounds.

"Honestly, this is unnecessary," Rex muttered but took off most of the Zygerrian armor. He was glad to finally be out of that uncomfortable piece of dong.

"Aha, turn around," the medic nodded, carefully pushing the Captain to get a look at his back. He cursed, loudly, at the burn marks, bruises and cuts.

"I've had worse…" Rex grumbled, wincing slightly as the man pressed some disinfection on the wounds. "Besides, General Kenobi is far worse off."

"First off, yes you were, but that doesn't mean anything. Second, he's a Jedi and there are other medics around. Third, this will hurt," Kix said rapidly, rubbing the cut and cleaning it out. He felt the man shake and heard a muffled groan of pain.

"Rex!" he heard his name and looked up, seeing Jesse and Fives running towards him.

"Don't make a fuss," he muttered back, glad to still be avoiding a lot of attention so far.

"What's it gonna take for you to, I don't know, skip a mission? Near death experience didn't work, slavery doesn't work, Krell didn't work for crying out loud!" Fives threw his arms in the air, trying to be upset but was looking more like he was pouting.

"If that time comes, you'll know about it," Rex smirked, letting out a hiss as Kix placed a batca patch on his shoulder.

"Rex?" that time it was more silent, and the brothers turned around, seeing Ahsoka standing there, a look of concern on her face.

"Ahsoka," he nodded back, keeping her eyes. "Are you alright? Seeing your own people like that… Can't be easy," he wasn't sure what to say, but that was the truth.

"Me? You were the one who was forced to work a mine…" she gave a weak smile, stepping closer. As she looked around the soldiers, her eyes dropped.

"What's wrong, Commander?" Jesse asked, sharing a look with his brothers.

"…It's just-" she bit her lip. "I was… thinking. About how, a lot of people see – see you all as slaves to the Republic…"

The clones shared a look, even Kix pausing to join in the confusion. Rex was looking at the ground, recalling what Slick had said so long ago. Seeing how real slaves were handled, he couldn't really draw a comparison. But looking at it more closely…
They were all bought, then trained or rehabilitated into working, never really getting a say in the matter. They had to follow orders, do as they were told and were expendable. None of them even had any real rights… So, maybe clones and slaves weren't as different as everyone's been telling each other.

"It's just – I see you all as family! And, I was imagining, if instead of the Togrutas – my people, those slaves would have been you. All of you. I – I don't think-!" she shook her head, before feeling a comforting arm on both her shoulders. Looking up, she saw both ARC Troopers had their hands on her shoulders, small smiles on their faces.

"You shouldn't worry about us, Ahsoka," Kix gave a more confidant grin. "We're better off than your people were, so please, focus on them."

"…If you say so," she sighed, looking down. "I'm just glad everyone made it back alright," she smiled, before her eyes landed on the blonde. "Well, mostly."

"Hey, I think we did alright in our situation," Rex shrugged, but winced as the wounds stung.

"…How many were lost?" Jesse asked, letting his arm drop. He saw the Captain look away, and the Padawan take a deep breathe.

"Many, but… they'll move on. They won't forget, but they won't let what happened there control them… They said they'd be joining the Republic," she managed a smile, eyes brighter than before.

"At least something good came out of all this hell," Rex sighed, finally feeling Kix had finished up with his inspection. "But did they ever hurt you?"

"I was in a cage for most of the time… Could have escaped at any time really, but the view was nice," she turned to humor, as they always do in these situations.

"We are never letting just you three on a mission again," Fives blinked, trying to wrap his head around everything. "You get into way too much trouble."

"Like you're any better," she countered, hands on her hips. "Besides, I thought you all enjoyed protecting the younger siblings?"

"Yeah, but that's usually when the vod'ika can't defend themselves. You can clear an entire squadron of droids," Jesse pointed out, at which everyone laughed.

"Fair enough."

Cut! Oh brother am I frustrated with this chapter, but I just didn't find anything to work with... Hopefully the others will be better...