"It's been two months Obi Wan, perhaps it's time to let the dead rest." Bo Katan said watching the jedi master's image flicker back and forth. They had been searching the area the bomb had gone off for two months and there was still no sign of Ahsoka or the clone captain's bodies.

"I don't want to give up, I want some form of proof that they are truly gone before we bury empty coffins for living people."

Bo Katan nodded. "Of course, we'll keep looking."

The jedi master bowed and his hologram vanished. She sighed, turning away from the terminal. Bo leaned against it and ran a hand down her face. She pulled it away and looked at the calluses that even wearing gloves all these years couldn't prevent. So much time spent handling blasters had left permanent marks on her hands, and now they seemed out of place in the palace her sister had once walked with pride, grandeur, and grace. It had taken a bit to get used to not wearing her armor all the time too, but the doctors had insisted she kept it off in order for her wounds to heal properly. Today would be the first day she would be allowed to wear it in two months and she was eager for it's familiar weight.

She walked into her quarters and had just finished adjusting the last piece of armor when a knock sounded outside the door. Placing her blasters in their holsters she answered it. Outside stood her nephew Korkie and in his arms his infant daughter. Bo smiled at her, she was new blood and she embodied the hopes of a better future. The infant laughed and reached for her. Bo met her half way with a gloved hand. A surprisingly strong hand wrapped around her thumb.

"She's going to be stronger than you soon auntie." Korkie said laughing.

"We can only hope. What brings you to visit?"

"I thought you would like to see Zona and while I was on my way bumped into one of the messengers you have running from the bomb sight to the palace."

Bo shifted her gaze from Zona to Korkie. "And?"

"They found the captain."

Bo straightened from her slightly bent position over Zona to look at Korkie. "Did they recover the body? Was Ahsoka nearby?"

"No Ahsoka wasn't nearby, and they did more than recover a body."

Bo waited for her nephew to continue but he didn't. "What did they do Korkie?"

"They pulled out a living person."

Bo stepped back in surprise and bumped into the door she had forgotten was right behind her. "That's impossible, it's been two months!"

"He's terribly malnourished but it seems he'd been keeping himself alive with the ration bars he had on his person, eating the absolute minimum to stay alive." The doctor told her as she marched towards the room where the captain was. "He sustained serious injury, it's a miracle he didn't die from any infection, his right leg took the brunt of it but he has internal damage throughout."

Bo reached the door and it slid open with a soft woosh. Inside was a medical droid, a human nurse, a berth, and a bacta tank. In the tank floated the clone captain in nothing but briefs and a mask that was supplying oxygen to his body. Scars from old battles and newer wounds from the bomb littered his body, his face by some miracle was unmarred.

"What's the prognosis?" She asked the doctor without looking at him, her eyes were still looking at the injuries covering the captain's body.

"Guarded at best, it took us a while to stabilize him and we worry he might destabilize at any moment."

"Then as much as I would like to share this news with the jedi council we will have to wait until we are certain that he will survive." Bo turned to the doctor. "He is to get our best care, do everything you can to ensure his survival.

"Of course Lady Bo Katan."

Bo glanced once more at the clone captain suspended in the bacta tank then left the room.

When she exited the hospital she found Korkie and Zona where she had left them, waiting in the transport, he looked up from his daughter as she approached.

"Well how is the captain?" He asked.

"Critical, but if we found him we might still find Ahsoka," she said climbing into the transport and sitting next to them.

"Then I guess you'd best get going."

Bo Katan looked at her nephew confused.

"Come on auntie, you won't be satisfied until you go look for yourself, give those poor runners a break and go take a look at the bomb site in person. You have your armor back now there's no reason you can't."

She looked at her nephew and marveled at how well he could read her. They had really only gotten close after Satine died but he could read her as well as if she had been a part of his life forever.

Zona let out a gurgle of baby talk and Bo looked at her. She was pulling at the bright pattern on her shirt. She placed a hand on her head and the infant looked up at her, she ruffled her hair a little and then stood up and exited the transport.

"Driver take them home," she said.

The palace guard looked at her confused.

"Mand'alor Bo Katan?"

"I have things I need to attend to."

She watched them pull away then activated her jetpack and flew towards the bomb site.

The surface ruble had been cleared away in order to make accessing the giant hole where the bomb had collapsed several of the cities levels. Bo Katan watched people dart around clearing ruble, and shouting orders.

She walked through them to the edge of the hole and looked down. It went down quite some way, she could faintly see where a support had caused one of the levels to split in half and form a peak.

"Hey! Don't stand so close to the edge!"

She turned to see one of the people, a middle aged man, running up to her. He stopped a few paces away and motioned her closer to him. She walked over and stopped a hand casually rested on her hip only a little farther up than her blaster.

"The edges are still unstable. Who do you think you are just waltzing in here anyway?"

Bo reached up and removed her helmet, and the man jumped back in surprise.

"Mand'alor Bo Katan! I apologize ma'am I didn't realize it was you."

"Obviously."

"But still ma'am it's not safe by the edges. That's why it's taken us so long to do what we have done. If it had been more stable we may have been able to get to the captain sooner."

"Where did you find him?"

"He was at the bottom of the wreckage, past the peak of that split level."

"Have you found anyone else?"

"Only some civilian bodies, poor people who got caught in the blast, we're working on identifying them."

Bo nodded and turned to look back at the hole. If Ahsoka was down there the chances of finding her alive were slim to none, but if the captain had survived the blast, then maybe she had too.

Alright guys that wraps up chapter 3. Let me know what you guys think of the shifting pov. Do you like it do you hate it? Let me know, things are finally starting to get interesting. Just an FYI Zona is my OC, she isn't cannon (since we don't even know if korkie survives the battle of mandalore) but I love her already. If you guys would be interested maybe I'll write some stuff with her as the main character. Anyhow thanks for reading I'll see you in the next chapter!