A/N i honestly lost track of how many days i spent on this, so i am sorry if it took so long, and i hope you enjoy, review me please, i love to hear what you are thinking lol and how i can improve this, i also noticed that i'm rushing things, so i'm sorry for that one hah hah hah, well, again sorry, and i hope you like this one.

Chapter 11: a new kind of pain.

If I dream will you be there? Will I see your face and feel your touch?

It had been a long time since she cried, since she allowed herself to shed tears. Her heart breaking for years, and now she finally shed the tears that was held firm inside of her. In the arms of her brothers, in the comfort of the people she trusted the most, she cried until there were no more tears to shed. They didn't say anything about it; they didn't lecture her on how unbecoming it was. Or anything, they let her be. After she finished, when everything was said and done, she fell back asleep, moved from the med bay to the room she shared with Ahsoka. Runt sat outside of the room door, he would be here if she needed him, telling Anakin that he was ordered to stay at watch by Lucky, who had taken back his rank, and the command of his men, and ship, until Angel was well enough to do so. Doc was helping Coric, and the other medic, whose name was tanner, they didn't know why, and they won't ask why either, with the injured clones, who was still waiting on their attention. Doc was a real help, along with Ahsoka, who helped heal those Doc and the others couldn't get to with the force. Spaz was practicing his hand to hand combat with Lucky, and was told to work on his aim. They worked to keep up with their commander, matching her dance with one of their own. The others who had come in to work out, watched attentively as the two brothers spared, betting on who will win and who will lose. A common thing to do when you're stuck on a ship for most of your life. Spaz jumped out of Lucky's range and ran towards him an elbow out for his chest. Lucky sidestepped but wasn't expecting Spaz to come up and punch him.

"Nice hit Spaz," Lucky smiled as he stood back a few steps.

"I wouldn't be alive if I wasn't good a fighter brother," Spaz smiled as the two took their stances once again.

Lucky struck first and spaz was ready for him….

Why is it that when I think I have things to do, I don't…

Rex was wondering around, he wasn't given any orders, and Ahsoka was too busy to be bothered, so in all reasons, he was having a free day. He walked through the halls of the massive ship, and stopped when he saw Runt passed out, sitting next to Angel's door. He didn't seem tired earlier today, but he guessed he was worn out from something. Rex sat down next to Runt and poked his face once, waking the boy up from his light sleep. Runt wiped the drool that was sliding off the side of his mouth, and looked up at his commanding officer.

"Uh, captain?" Runt asked sitting up straight.

"It's nothing Runt; do you sleep every time you're told to keep watch?" Rex asked taking his helmet off.

"Uh, no not when it's a mission, but for some reason I have gotten sleepy."

Rex chuckled and looked at the door. "Still asleep?" he asked.

"yeah, she hasn't budged, I would even take a look every now and then to see if she was okay, it looks like she won't be having any bad dreams in a long time," Runt said with a bright smile, he would do anything to make her nightmares go away.

"You really like her huh?" Rex asked.

Runt paused and blushed a bit, "uh, sir, we shouldn't be forming feelings for a commanding officer, especially for a Jedi," he said.

Rex smiled and chuckled, "right, we shouldn't fall for our commanding officer, it's not a very wise thing to do, but sometimes it can't be helped."

Runt looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Are you encouraging my feeling for Angel?" he asked.

"So you do love her."

"i-I didn't….crap," runt's face turned to a dark shade of red and he covered it with his hands.

This caused the clone Captain to laugh, but he felt bad as well, Runt seemed to have forgotten of the harsh words Rex said, and though he was right, he was also out of line. There was no need to pull his birth meaning into the argument, Runt probably had to hear enough of that with the senate, and he didn't need a brother to insult his purpose as well. He rubbed the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, about what I said back there…"

"No need, you were right, besides, a captain shouldn't apologize to someone lower than him," Runt smiled.

It was then that the door opened and angel came out, she turned her head towards them, and her face was as pale as a ghost. Runt got up and walked to her holding her in his arms.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I had a nightmare, that felt too real," she whimpered.

You will not share the same fate as us, you must be the one to end the cycle and set an example for all the others….

A few hours ago….

Angel was fast asleep, dreaming about a house, set on a hill, surrounded by beautiful wildflowers, where she and her brothers would play, where everyone was happy, and smiling, and she was with her beloved, everything was happy, until she turned around and a woman with a thick scar from her shoulder blade down to her hip, stood facing angel, her eyes being covered in a black cover. She wore a simple Jedi outfit, and it seemed that her face was stained with tears. Angel walked towards her, something about her seemed familiar. Then she spoke.

"You are the one to end the karma of pain and suffering," she said then turned her head towards another woman who looked similar to the first, a few blaster holes in her body, she wore a short kimono like outfit with a large dark brown bow in the back, and a dark brown blindfold. She smiled, but her face was also stained with tears.

"Don't trust anyone other than the one you love, people will leave you, and only bring you harm," she said pointing behind Angel. "Move forward, and keep your back guarded, but never look back…." Her voice trailed off and Angel turned her head her blind fold was blown off, and her eyes forced open, one eye red the other blue, and filled with shock, pain, and confusion.

There stood her brothers, Runt was on the floor his body smoking and blaster holes in his back, his eyes wide open. Angel backed up and two pairs of strong hands took hold of her arms, forcing her to kneel down before the troopers. She didn't recognize them, but she knew they were force sensitive, Jedi? She didn't know but this scared her.

"You have been accused of treachery, and found guilty, for your actions against the Republic, I'm afraid you must be terminated," Said Lucky but the voice wasn't his it was someone else's.

"What do you mean! I would never betray the republic! What proof?" she demanded but her voice wasn't hers either, it wasn't the words she wanted to say, it was like she was being pushed out of her body.

"Now join your lover you traitor," Lucky said not answering her question he raised his blaster and took the shot, Angel closed her eyes, but she felt no pain. Opening her eyes, everything was gone.

"You won't die like I did, no, you're our only hope, and the hope of those to come, you won't die like the rest of us, but, please don't make the same mistakes, you must do things differently then we have….

Again her voice trailed off, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest, she tried to scream, and she ended up falling out of bed. Breathing heavy she pulled herself up, and placed a hand on her chest, making sure she was alive. Then ran out the door, and the first thing she sensed was Runt.

I have been told I was a prodigy, but tell me, what kind of man couldn't protect and cure his only sister!

Doc was tending to a wounded trooper who happened to have gotten shot in the chest, and lived. Normally he only found this to happen to Lucky, that and the signature head shot that sent lucky into a blank daze every time the word was spoken, it was amazing how that man wasn't sent back to Kamino yet, then again, angel wouldn't have reported his condition, and she would fight to the end to keep her brother. Heck anyone who knew the captain would. Doc shook his head and patted the clone on the shoulder.

"You'll be up and running in a week give or take," he smiled. Doubling the normal time it took lucky, since this man was not his captain brother.

"Doc, we got a case over here," Tanner said with a little whistle.

Doc ran over to him as quickly as possible, to see what was going on. Apparently the injured man was one of the few of the 501st who managed to live through the battle; Tanner had patched the man up with a few bacta patches on his chest, probably back, legs and arms. Doc took a look on his datapad, and scratched his head thoughtfully, it was one of the many things he did. He pulled his brown eyes from the datapad in his hands to the injured clone before him. "you won't be walking anytime soon, it seems that you had been thought a lot, I didn't think anyone else would get Lucky's…uh…luckiness, you have a punctured heart, your spin also took a beating, I'll be surprised if you are able to walk again, but don't worry, I'll make sure you do," he smiled and put in some new orders, he would have to see what the damage really was, and if a quick dip in the bacta tank would fix it, or if he had to do surgery, he may be a medic, but he was one of the best Doctors the military had to offer, earning him the name of Doc.

"Do you really think you can help him?" Ahsoka asked.

Doc looked down at her and smiled a little bit, "I'll do everything I can to keep him here, but, I can't promise anything, if this man lived through that, he must have gotten the same gene that Lucky has in his force forsaken body, and that will give him a definite in his condition, but I'll have to look at his medical records," Dock replied with a heavy sigh, as he remembered the aftermath of a deadly battle, angel carrying Lucky over to him as fast as she could, and not damage the captain any further, Doc had chuckled, that was funny, seeing a grown man be carried by a girl half his size, but angel had complained of his weight, and asked to be seen next, in case the man had broken or fractured anything on the way there. He looked down at Ahsoka now, she had that kind of feel to her, like his sister, not the same but similar when it came down to it, he had sort of felt it when he was next to her tending to some of the fallen before they were carried away. Ahsoka held that determined unbreakable strength Angel had when she was fighting.

"Ahsoka, what do you fight for?" he asked as they walked out of the medbay done for the day.

Ahsoka blinked and looked up at him with confused blue eyes. "What do you mean? I fight for the republic, for peace, and hope…"

"no, I mean is there someone you want to protect, anyone can fight and be good, say they are fighting for the republic, but even we troopers would be thinking otherwise, our minds are conditioned to serve the republic, but out there on the field, we want to protect our brothers, and when we pass through a village, we take a mental note, this is why we fight, we want to protect them." He paused. "Though I don't speak for everyone, just the 130th, I'm not sure about everyone else, anyways, who are you protecting, because you have that feel to you, when you fight, that you're doing it to protect someone close to you." He paused again. "Like Angel." He hoped this made it sound like he was suggesting that Jedi had people they cared about instead of your breaking the rules and I want to know with whom.

"What about you Doc, someone you fight for?" she asked a little unwilling to tell him first.

Doc smiled. "I fight for my sister, and my brothers, to end the war quickly, cause she deserves better then…then this," he motioned with his hand the white walls that surrounded them.

Ahsoka looked around, did he really mean that? She thought, she nodded her head. "You care a lot about her, but you do know that attachments are…"

"Bad, not for Jedi, a distraction that can lead to the darkside? Ahsoka, this isn't an attachment that you Jedi are so afraid of, this is drawing on hidden reserves of strength to continue on, to fight for the people you care for, it's called family, and the will to protect," he said sternly, he hated that whole thing with the Jedi, it was always the same like a broken record.

There was an odd silence between the two, but that was ended swiftly as Lucky was running for his life, away from Spaz and a few of the other brothers who he happened to piss off somehow. Doc chuckled as he turned around and at the top of his lungs screamed. 'HEAD SHOT!' this caused Lucky to freeze in mid run, and stare blankly into space. Ahsoka's jaw dropped in utter shock, as Doc stopped the others, reassuring them that Lucky will be punished for whatever it was he did, and Spaz gave him a dark look.

"yeah, well, next time we spar tell that cheating bastard that pulling out a pair of vibroblades wasn't part of the deal, and going into kill mode was overboard, sore loser," Spaz growled deep in his throat, and he pushed his hair back, yes it wasn't regulation to have such long hair, but he wasn't one to follow regulation, you can say that most…or all, of the members of the 130th were surviving rejects, that can fight without a second thought, and follow orders just as well as the next clone, but a bit more….insane, or independent, as Soo had called it.

The other brothers fell back, some joking about Spaz's hair others poking at how he needs to be in the front lines, others just making jokes about lucky with spaz.

"How long is he going to be like this?" Ahsoka asked she had walked over to the frozen Lucky; he stood perfectly at attention, as if he was going to get orders, but his eyes were unfocused, and his lips were twisted in a goofy grin. Doc walked over to the padawan and looked at Lucky with calculating eyes, then shrugged.

"Depends on if I want to keep him like this or not," he said with a sly smile.

"What? You're just going to leave him like this?" she asked startled. "What is this? How did you get him to do that?" she demanded.

"It happened after he survived a head shot from one of our first missions as shinnies, yes I have been paired with this man from the beginning, so has spaz," he sighed with a smile, good memories. "Ah, well, as I was saying," he broke in, shaking his head so he could concentrate on what he was saying. "we were out gunned, and things looked bad, Captain Lucky was still going by the name of Alex back then, he wouldn't get rid of it, not till that day, anyways, he felt like there was only one way to save us or buy us more time until master…uh, General Soo came for us." He took a slight breath, "Lucky that damn fool, ran out drawing attention away from the rest of us to him, he took out so many clankers it wasn't funny, the man was very skilled, but that didn't mean he didn't get hit, he was just good at dealing with pain I suppose, he shot one the same time it shot him, both marks were head shots, we watched as our captain fell, and in such rage killed the others, and ran to Lucky, and by some ungodly reason the man was still breathing!" he shook his head, and looked at Ahsoka, she had this look in her eyes, like he was telling a little girl a bedtime story that was far too good to put her to sleep, he smiled. "well, we were going to die anyways, and I was trying to keep Lucky alive, when Soo jumps out of nowhere and sends the clankers flying in a massive wave of the force, he turned to us, smiled, saluted, then ran off, all of a sudden we see little Angel standing there with a bright smile on her face, well to us she was little to us, anyways, she helped us get back on the ship, when Lucky woke up we had a party, celebrating the first clone in the war to live through a head shot, but as soon as we said head shot he went into…well this," and he jabbed a thumb at the frozen clone in front of them. "So we made a promise never to say those words near Lucky, and" he paused and moved to Lucky's side giving the man a good smack upside the head, releasing him from his frozen state.

Lucky grabbed the back of his head with both hands and curled up in the fetal position, "damn you Doc, will you stop that, you don't need to smack me for real, you can use the force to do that!" he yelled glaring at the medic who had rolled his eyes.

"Lucky how many times do I have to tell you, we conditioned your body to react negatively every time you do something stupid, perverted, or well, you like, I don't have force powers."

"Yeah, my ass, I know what conditioning does, that wasn't conditioning, you're a fucking Jedi in disguise, I swear," he groaned.

Ahsoka smiled pleasantly, this was rather funny, and it took all she got not to laugh, but these three, were really something else, she wondered what fighting with them would be, she would have to ask Angel when she woke up.

"Jedi powers?" she asked.

"Every time I say anything that isn't trooper approved, I feel his hand behind my head!" Lucky yelled a little whimper escaping from his throat as he stood up, his hands still on his head.

"He isn't the brightest captain in the world, but he is one of the best, isn't that right captain?"

There was a long pause and Ahsoka and Doc turned their heads to Lucky who had that bright smile on his face.

"Captain?" Doc asked.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you over how awesome I was," he grinned, earning him another smack across the head.

"Nothing that your used to," Doc smiled then pushed Lucky with his foot, "move captain, we have some talking to do, about your health, so as of right now, and before now, I am outranking you." He said in a joking yet serious tone, if that was even possible right now.

Ahsoka giggled. "Alright, well, if you don't need me anymore, I'll be finding something to do," she waved.

"Alright, bye commander, oh, you should see Rex in the halls by your room, he looks bored out of his mind sitting there with runt and all!" Lucky called out before his butt got kicked by his brother.

Runt and Rex are talking? I wonder about what…

I have with me the key to victory, if only father listened….

Lance smiled to himself, as he walked to the cell he kept his least favorite guest, and tapped on the metal besides the energy shield.

"I need your opinion old man, you see, I'm going to go get Angel, on the next planet they land on, and I know just how to do it, but I need to know if it will work," he stated as he watched the man lift his head up and glare at him.

"She will never fall for your tricks," Soo managed to say, in his weak state.

"see, that's what I thought to, but then I remembered, she isn't' like the rest of you Jedi, you guys protected her from everything in fear that she will die or something stupid like that, so she must have grown attached to her master, or should I call you her uncle, since she obviously made clones her brothers, master Kada her father, you're the next closest thing to family, so I'm sure she will come." He picked up the communicator and turned it on. The sound of static filled the air.

"H-hello? Master?" Asked a weak scared sounding girl.

"I'm sorry dear your master is still my captive, but I know you want him back, so how about you come get him, I won't send any droids out, I won't even attack, just come and get him."

There was a long pause. "Where are you?" asked a more determined Angel.

"That's what I like to hear, I'll send you the coordinates, hun, I don't want everyone to hear," he beamed and hung up.

"You bastard."

"I know you think that Soo, but you and your master brought this upon yourselves, you should have never stolen what was mine to begin with," Lance smiled.

"She isn't property, she is a child!"

"She's not a child anymore," he smiled and with that he went to his usual seat in his ship. "Let's send you some coordinates, I'll see you soon angel, and I have a surprise for you, one you won't suspect," he played with a little metal sliver, which seemed to be a puzzle piece; he had it on a chain around his neck. "Soon."

If only you never forgot…

Angel turned her head to the others in the room, "you know the story of sleeping beauty?" she asked. Everyone was silent.

"Never heard of it," Runt said at last.

"well it's a story of a princess who was cursed to die by an evil witch, but her good fairies or whatever, did all they could to protect her, took her away from the palace, and kept her sheltered, then she meets a prince, and they fall in love, and when she thinks everything is going perfectly, a curve ball is thrown in her face, and she ends up fulfilling the curse the witch placed on her, sending her into a deep sleep never to be woken again until she receives true loves first kiss," she shrugged. "It's a really old story my father read to me," she explained, not much detail, but she got the general picture out.

"Why are you mentioning this?" Ahsoka asked.

"Cause some odd reason, I get the feeling that I'm living one of my favorite fairy tales," she replied.

Here goes nothing, trap or not I'm more than willing to beat every fiber of lance's being with my own two hands, let him see the anger, let him feel it! ~Angel.

I know that look, it can only mean bad things to come, what is up with Jedi and their need to get themselves killed? ~Rex