A/N: I've actually had enough time to get another chapter up in less than a month! While pet-sitting I can sit at the laptop, which I took with me. Not much to do when the weather is yucky out and I'm not about to battle the crowds at the stores! In this chapter Ahsoka is having a hard time getting used to not having her husband around and tries to solve the problem in her own way. Warning: for mature content.

Chapter 11 Life Goes On

The day after Rex's memorial, Ahsoka and Cody moved back into the shelter with the GHOST family. The Togrutan woman was still sullen but didn't lash out like before. In fact, she felt more comfortable around Zeb and Tirawa. Hera and Kanan were relieved to see Cody, Totonga and Ashla play together like normal toddlers. Zeb's injuries were showing signs of healing and Ahsoka used Jedi healing techniques to help.

"Zeb, let me know if this gets too uncomfortable," she said removing the brace and taking her hands to massage the Lasat's muscular neck. He closed his eyes, the feel of Ahsoka's fingers and her use of the Force soothing. Ahsoka smiled and continued to massage Zeb's neck. She closed her eyes taking in the soft feel of his fur not caring about the musky smell the fur gave off. She felt herself go deeper into the Force and she moved closer, her hands going from his neck and up the back of his tunic to massage his body more.

"Ahsoka!" Zeb cried out feeling her small hands on his bare back beneath the tunic.

"Huh?!" she said opening her eyes and saw how close she was, "Oh...I'm sorry. I...uh...got so deep in the Force..."

"It's okay, my neck feels better," he said his cheeks turning red.. He could smell the phermones the Togrutan was giving off: seductive phermones.

Kanan and Hera saw Ahsoka's reaction as she worked on Zeb's neck.

"Ahsoka is giving off Togrutan pleasure phermones," Kanan said to Hera, "Since Rex is gone, she has to release that energy and there are enough males in the village to curb the urges but she seems to be focusing on Zeb the most."

"Out of guilt," Hera answered, "She is so racked with guilt over nearly killing him, she's trying to redeem herself."

"That's true, but she is feeling more than guilt. She is showing the urge to mate."

"Tirawa won't let that happen," Hera said, "That woman would flatten her if she even tried to mate with Zeb."

"Let's make sure we keep on eye on her, before she gets herself into trouble," Kanan answered.

The winter ended and the warmth of spring was upon them. Ezra and Sabine loved helping take care of Cody, Totonga and Ashla when Zeb, Tirawa and Ahsoka needed a break. Ahsoka grew restless not having Rex around to curb her carnel urges. She would go to the village and get the attention of several eligible bachelors amongst the warriors. It didn't help when she wore clothing that didn't leave much to the imagination. Strutting around the village in skin-tight clothing or something low-cut got the young warriors aroused and they would easily give into her. She ended up having several intimate encounters with them and Hera was thankful that Sisiutl concocted an herbal remedy to keep her from getting pregnant.

One day she approached Ishta-Thuda getting on Sabine's nerves.

"Ahsoka, back off," Sabine said seeing the Togrutan strolling over her native dress unlaced in the front showing the sides of her breasts, "Do up your dress! You're making a fool of yourself!"

Sabine saw Ishta-Thuda's eyes widen and his gaze on Ahsoka's chest. She elbowed him and then saw Ezra eye-balling Ahsoka being attracted by the phermones.

"Ezra," Kanan said getting the boy's attention away from Ahsoka, "She's too old for you."

"Huh?!" he said his eyes glazed over a bit. Wabanaki saw Ezra staring at Ahsoka and she got angry.

"No," she said leading him away.

Towards evening, Tirawa with Hera's help got Totonga and Ashla ready for bed, the toddlers putting up a bit of a fuss. Zeb just leaned back in his wooden chair that had been removed from the GHOST's common area. He was smiling at how much the twins were being a bit unruly like typical Lasat toddlers despite their mixed species heritage. Ahsoka walked in dressed in a midriff tunic and a rather short matching skirt that showed alot of her long legs. She smiled in a seductive way when she saw Zeb.

"Hi, Ahsoka," he said hearing her approach.

"Hi, Zeb," she said her voice in an almost seductive purr.

With his sensitive nose, Zeb caught the aroma of attraction coming from her. He swallowed hard seeing her looking at him. Slowly she unlaced her tunic enough to show her breasts as she licked her dry lips.

"Ahsoka," he whispered swallowing even harder. Her phermones were starting to affect him.

She moved closer swaying her hips and quietly moved behind the chair, her breasts nearly coming out of her dress. She bent down leaning against his back and to Zeb's horror, reached under his tunic to run her hands over his back and then over to his chest.

"Ahsoka," he stammered and then felt her breath on his right ear and then her tongue running the length of it.

"Karabast," he whispered feeling himself become aroused. He nearly turned around to grab the Togrutan woman when Tirawa came out of the sleeping area and saw her husband with a nearly topless Ahsoka. She gave a growl and looked ready to give Ahsoka a punch across the jaw. Ahsoka heard Tirawa's less than cordial growl and backed off lacing her tunic back up. Tirawa glared at Zeb seeing how aroused he was towards the Togrutan woman.

"Kar-a-bast!" she yelled and yanked on Zeb's bearded chin making his eyes water, "I your wife, not her! I touch you, not her!"

Kanan and Hera saw the interaction between the couple and stifled chuckles.

"Tirawa is a force to be reckoned with, no pun intended," Hera said, "I pity any woman who would even think of making a pass at Zeb. They'd get a fist for their troubles and so would Zeb."

Kanan just laughed but knew that they would have to watch Ahsoka more closely before she'd get herself into more trouble.

Ahsoka kept her distance from Zeb but kept staring at him. She felt her body react at the sight of the Lasat's muscles and remembered how pleasant the purple fur felt under her fingers as she massaged his neck. She wanted to massage that neck again and the rest of his body too. She'd have to wait for the right time to get Zeb alone so she could get closer to him.

Tirawa also watched the Togrutan woman and saw that she was watching her husband in more than a cordial way. She knew that Ahsoka wanted to mate with him.

"No way," she muttered and Zeb heard her.

"What was that?" he asked seeing her look over at Ahsoka who looked away in a fearful way.

"A-soka wants to...uh..."

"What?"

"She wants...smohalla."

Zeb gulped knowing what "smohalla" meant. In the native language, "smohalla" meant...sex. Ahsoka wanted to mate with him. He would never let that happen, because it would be one of the Lasat people's worst sins to commit. His people mated for life and he wasn't about to betray Tirawa in that way. He loved her dearly and knew that would hurt her.

"No...no...Tirawa, I won't let that happen. You are my lifemate and we are joined for life. I hope you understand that."

"Ho-kay," the native woman said and hugged him around the waist, "I love you."

Zeb smiled feeling her embrace, "I love you too."

The native woman hugged him harder and he bent down to nuzzle her face and she gave him a passionate kiss on the mouth. Ahsoka watched the tender exchange and felt her heart ache at not having Rex to kiss. Watching Tirawa kiss Zeb, made the seduction grow and she wished it were her whose lips were on his instead of Tirawa. She stared long at the Lasat taking in the sight of his muscular body in the tunic that was a bit too short showing a little of his furry stomach and the tight animal-skinned pants that went to his knees. Seeing the muscular legs and prehensile feet made her heart race and also the sight of his lower region and backside. She closed her eyes imaging what he would look like naked. She took a deep breath to curb the urges and used the Force to slow her heart rate down. She knew that she needed help in keeping the urges under control and she knew the only one who could help her was a fellow Force user. Since Ezra was too young and not as experienced in Jedi meditation, she would seek Kanan's help.

"Kanan," she said later on as she held Cody, "I need your help. I'm going through the Togrutan version of a mating urge and...I can't control it. You know I've been having some problems with it and whenever I'm around Zeb...I feel the urges...more."

"Ahsoka, if you'll let me," Kanan said, "I can show you some deep meditation techniques that helped me out alot during the Clone Wars when I was scared or stressed during a mission. They do work and helped me even more after...Order 66 and the death of my master."

"Thank you."

Kanan took Ahsoka out to an area away from the GHOST and the village so Ahsoka wouldn't have any distractions and a peaceful setting to relax her more. Leaving her, he hoped she'd be okay and would check on her later on if she were having problems. Deep meditation could be a bit unsettling. Ahsoka sat next to a big pine tree and leaned back against the trunk. Closing her eyes, she opened herself up to the Force and relaxed her breathing. She became so relaxed that she felt a bit flushed and loosened her tunic a bit, the material separating enough to show the sides of her breasts. Sighing she went further into the Force. All of a sudden she saw Rex.

"Rex...," she whispered, her eyes welling with tears. His image never said a word but moved closer to her to embrace her in a feeling of pure love. Ahsoka sighed and felt his hands caress her shoulders and then her breasts freeing them from the tunic. His touch continued from her breasts to her stomach and then down to her skirt where he tugged at the waist band loosening it. She moaned with pleasure feeling his gentle caress of her privates and then she pressed herself to him to mate. Crying softly, she thrust her hips to his and gave into a loud moan and then opened her eyes to see...

She was alone.

It had been her own hands touching her body in the ways of a lover. She looked down to see her tunic was open her chest exposed and her skirt was nearly to her knees the heat of passion still in her loins. Feeling ashamed, Ahsoka pulled her skirt back up and relaced her tunic back up. She walked down to the river to wash the sweat of passion off her and felt the shame even more. She had never done anything like this before and it made her feel awful. She made her way back to the tree and sat down leaning back against it to get herself calmed more. A sound made her sit back up. It was coming from down by the river. She got up and walked to where she saw Zeb bent down cleaning some fish in the water.

Feeling her heart quicken at seeing that the Lasat was shirtless and his purple-furred chest was damp with water from the river and so were the legs of his pants. She sucked in her breath and kept staring, the sight of the Lasat's body getting her more excited. She found herself staring at his lower area and his buttocks wanting to run her hands over the fur and below. She unlaced her tunic some and started to walk towards him while licking her now dry lips. Zeb heard her approach and his eyes widened at the sight of her in her rather revealing outift.

"Hi...Ahsoka," he said his pointed ears perking up at hearing her breathing and with his nose smelling the strong scent of mating urges on her. He used all his willpower to not react at her presence, but it was hard. Her desire was the strongest he had ever smelled.

"Zeb," she whispered her voice low and seductive. She knealt down behind him putting her arms around his waist pressing her breasts against his bare back. Zeb shuddered at the feel of her now warm skin.

"Ahsoka...don't," he said pulling away, "I'm joined to Tirawa and won't betray her."

"I'm...sorry. Do you want me to leave?" she said batting her long-lashed blue eyes at him. Tears were forming in them.

"Uh...no. You can stay. Just...don't touch me like you just did."

"I'm sorry...I just can't...control it...right now," she replied as tears fell from her eyes.

Zeb felt sorry for her and moved close enough to put an arm around her shoulder. Ahsoka uttered a groan and leaned into his embrace. He pat her on the shoulder feeling the tears on his tunic. She began to sob and he held her tighter as she cried in embarrassment and shame.

"I...I'm...s...sorry," she whispered and layed her head against his chest.

"It's okay, just let it out. You miss Rex and the grief is still strong."

Ahsoka just cried more and them lifted her head up to look into his green eyes.

"You know," she said a sad smile on her face, "As Lasat's go, you are very good looking."

Zeb was taken back by her statement and he swallowed hard past the lump in his throat.

Ahsoka sat up straighter and to his horror put both her hands on the sides of his face where she caressed his sideburns and then pressed her lips to his. Zeb didn't pull back but he felt a shiver of seduction run through him and he knew he had to stop what was about to happen. Ahsoka sensed his feelings and pressed her body closer fumbling at his tunic and pants.

"Ahsoka!" he cried out pushing her away, "We can't do this!"

"I want you...I need you," she said her voice soft but dripping with sexual tension. She unlaced her tunic and lifted it over her head. Zeb's eyes widened at the sight and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

"No!" he said in a firmer tone, "I won't let you do this! Ahsoka, do you want to betray Rex's memory? If you try to mate with me, that's what you will be doing! I won't let it happen! Now back off!"

"I...I...can't...," she whispered and held her tunic to her chest to cover her breasts.

He moved closer to her his large hands on her bare shoulders.

"Yes, you can. Let us help you. I know I'm not a Jedi, but Kanan can help with the meditation that he showed you. Tirawa and I will help too, but not by throwing yourself at every male you encounter, myself included. I'm not interested in you, Ahsoka, not in that way. You are my friend, a friend that I consider as a sister. You have to stop this behavior before it destroys you!"

Ahsoka took in his words and hung her head in shame. Tears fell down her face and she turned away to put back on her tunic. She stood up and took a deep breath where she became dizzy and fell to the ground. Zeb ran to her side and picked her up in his arms. He carried her over by a tree and layed her down seeing her flushed face. He went down to the river and took a piece of his tunic he ripped off to wipe her forehead off.

"Zeb...," she whispered and reached out her arms to him.

"Ssh...I'm here. You just passed out. Guess you're a bit dizzy from what you've been through."

"Hold me?" he whispered and held her arms up to him.

The Lasat swallowed hard not smelling any seduction on her only shame and fatigue. Her amorous exploits had finally caught up with her. He took her in his big arms and held her as she fell asleep. He leaned back closing his eyes to doze off and was awakened by a punch to his shoulder.

"Begadi-Zeb!" came a loud angry voice.

It was Tirawa and she saw the rather suggestive pose her husband was in with Ahsoka practically on his lap and her head against his bare chest.

"You do smohalla!" she cried out and slugged him again.

Her voice woke up Ahsoka who sat up and pulled herself out of Zeb's arms. She stood up to confront the shorter woman.

"No...no...Tirawa. Nothing happened. I fainted and Zeb helped me. I didn't do smohalla with him. I wouldn't betray you in that way."

"This true?" she asked walking up to Zeb and looking up at her husband's red face and sad looking green eyes.

"Yes," was all Zeb got out before Tirawa punched him in the stomach.

"Karabast!" he gasped, "I deserved that!"

Ahsoka couldn't hide the smile that formed and she erupted in laughter. Tirawa glared at her then began to laugh too. Zeb looked puzzled but soon his booming laughter sounded and the three laughed until they nearly cried.

"C'mon you two," Zeb said wiping at his teary eyes, "Let's get back to the shelter before Hera sends out a squad to look for us."

Taking Zeb by the left arm, Tirawa nuzzled close to her husband and Ahsoka took his right arm walking next to them smiles still on their faces...