POV: Ahsoka Tano-Skywalker
I dropped lightly to the ground. I activated my lightsabers, and cut Aayla free. I handed my master her own lightsaber, and she activated it. Ventress walked in, igniting her crimson blades. My body buzzed with new strength as I lunged, my green blades flashing. I began to glow with a pale blue light. My lightsabers flashed, a blur of green against Ventress's crimson. One of the crimson blades slipped past my defense, scoring a gash to my left arm. I cried out in pain. As I stumbled backwards, Aayla rushing forward to attack, I felt a surge of strength jolt through me. I sprang again, and drove Ventress back with a flurry of slashes. Ventress deactivated her lightsabers and kicked me in the leg, knocking me down. She dove into an escape pod and jettisoned. We ran to the cockpit, and set course for Zygerria.
When we arrived at Zygerria, we retook the Twilight and headed for Coruscant. As I walked off of the ship, I collapsed.
When I woke, I was in a hospital bed. My throat was sore, and I had a throbbing headache.
"Good morning, Ahsoka," a familiar voice said soothingly.
"Barriss? What happened?"
"What do you remember, Ahsoka?"
"I was walking off of the Twilight and that's the last thing I remember before waking up here."
The doctor came in.
"How are you feeling today, Mrs. Tano-Skywalker?"
"I'm feeling fine, doctor."
"You collapsed from exhaustion. When we ran the diagnostic tests before we determined it was merely exhaustion, we found that… well, you should have a look for yourself, ma'am."
I sat up. The doctor pointed to a picture on a board.
"Mrs. Tano-Skywalker, you are 2 and a half months pregnant with twins. Would you like to know the gender?"
"No. I prefer a surprise, doctor."
