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"Hey Ahsoka. It's been a while."

Ahsoka stared at Barriss for another second before letting out an unearthly shriek, tackling Barriss across the medical table and slamming her to the floor, punching her. Barriss instantly kicked her off, scrambling to her feet only for Ahsoka to tackle her again, trying to strangle her.

"Ahsoka, wait!" Damian said. "She's with me!"

"Ahsoka, she's not an enemy right now!" Rex tried.

Ahsoka wasn't listening. She was busy bashing Barriss's head off the ground. Finally, Barriss shoved her off with the Force. Then, Ahsoka had her pinned again. This time, Ahsoka began to simply slap Barriss, who recognized the change and stopped resisting as much. As soon as Ahsoka switched back to fists, however, Barriss rolled, shoving her off. She turned to flee around the table but Ahsoka caught her by the hair, dragging her backward. This time, Barriss responded by turning and punching Ahsoka across the jaw. Ahsoka shrieked again but by this time Damian had run out of patience, and pinned both to opposite walls.

"Enough!" Damian thundered, both looking to him as he put them down. "Barriss, go fly. Ahsoka, sit the fuck down!"

Barriss hurried out of the room and Ahsoka glared at him before sitting on the medical table. Damian sighed, motioning for Rex to go after Barriss and he did so. Damian rubbed his eyes, remaining silent for several seconds before walking over to her.

"How's your face?" he asked, turning her head so he could see the already forming bruise. "She sure knows how to throw a punch."

"I'll be fine!" Ahsoka snapped, batting his hand away. "I've taken worse than this. I didn't realize she was the 'old friend' you were talking about or I'd have told you to go fuck yourself."

"Alright, spill," Damian sighed. "I've heard bits and pieces from her, so now you're going to tell me exactly what she did."

"Fine," Ahsoka sighed. "She used to be one of my best friends. But then toward the end of the Clone War, she began to believe the Republic and the Jedi Order had lost their way. In hindsight, she was probably right. If we had listened to her, we might have been able to stop Darth Sidius before he took power. But she went about trying to prove it wrong. She bombed the Jedi Temple, killing innocents. Then she framed someone else for it. Then, when I went to talk to the suspect, she killed her, making it look like it was me. I ran for it, for lack of a better idea, and she disguised herself as an enemy and attacked me. I ended up getting captured and she testified against me, planning to have me take the fall for her. Before I could, my former master, Anakin Skywalker, caught her and forced her to confess. I was released and offered my place back in the Jedi Order, but my eyes had been open. She was wrong to go about it the way she did, but she had a point. So I left."

"I see," Damian nodded. "She mentioned having tried to frame a friend. And she also said that she regrets it, wants to apologize, and doesn't think she deserves to be happy or have friends because of it."

"She's right," Ahsoka said.

"Wow, spiteful," Damian said. "Give her the chance to make things right. If you still hate her afterward, at least you tried."

"Why do you care?" Ahsoka asked.

"Because I want you two working together to teach me, not having a cat fight every three seconds."

Ahsoka sighed then nodded. She stood, walking toward the bridge with Damian following. When they got there, Ahsoka stopped crossing her arms and Damian cleared his throat. Barriss turned to her, eyes on the floor, before getting out of the chair and kneeling, forehead to the ground.

"I'm so sorry," Barriss began, shoulders already trembling. "I'm so sorry for what I did to you. I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm so sorry."

"You're right," Ahsoka said. "You don't deserve my forgiveness. You're a murderer, and a traitor. I don't know why Damian trusts you, but I don't. I'm going to be keeping an eye on you."

Barriss nodded.

"Sorry about punching you."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, sitting down as Damian took the controls.

"Well, we can't go back to Thabeska again, so, where are we off to?" Damian asked.

"There's a small Outer Rim world I know of where another rogue Clone lives with his Twi'Lek wife and their children," Rex said. "Saleucami. We'll have to work a farm with them, but it's out of the way and you can train in the Force without drawing much attention."

"Alright," Damian nodded. "We'll head there. If you know any others who are free of control, they could be useful."

"I know a couple, yeah," Rex said. "I already sent a message. They'll meet us there."

Damian nodded and Rex put the coordinates in before they jumped to Hyperspace. A couple very tense, very silent hours later, they landed in a small town on Saleucami and sold the shuttle before hiking to a house in the middle of nowhere. Once there, two clones armed with blaster rifles met them, only to smile and lower their guns upon seeing Rex.

"About time," one of them said.

"Sorry Wolffe," Rex said. "We had to ditch our shuttle."

"We figured, the other clone said. "Hello Commander Tano. Who are...wait, isn't she-"

"It's been addressed," Damian said. "She's on our side."

"Barriss Offee," Wolffe said. "I suppose it's always good to have another Jedi around. So long as they don't bomb anything again."

"I won't," Barriss said. "But I'm not a Jedi."

Wolffe nodded and Rex stepped forward.

"This is Damian, this is Commander Wolffe, and Captain Gregor," Rex said. "This is Damian Shan. Smuggler, Jedi in training, and about the biggest piece of shit you will ever meet."

"Wonderful," a third new clone said, stepping out of the house. "I'm sure my wife will be ecstatic to know we have a smuggler with us. "I'm Cut Lawquane. Deserter."

"Nice to meet you," Damian said. "And don't worry. I'll be polite. Mostly."

"Right," Cut said. "Listen. I know what you Smugglers are like. Keep your hands off of my wife or I'll kill you myself."

"Wouldn't dream of touching your wife," Damian said.

"Keep it that way," Cut snarled before sighing. "Come on then. I'll introduce you to the rest of the family."

Fifteen minutes later, Damian, Barriss, Ahsoka, Rex, Gregor, and Wolffe were in the hayloft of the barn making themselves comfortable hay beds for the night. The introductions had gone well, mostly. Everyone had neglected to mention Barriss being a murderer, and the children taking a liking to Damian had been the deciding factor in Cut's wife Suu accepting them into her home. Or at least, the barn's hay loft. The plan was worked out. In the mornings, they would run to town for supplies and to sell produce, and then when they got back, they would train Damian while staying out of the way.

"Let me see your lightsaber," Ahsoka said as she and Barriss were preparing to train Damian.

Damian, currently being in a hand stand while floating a wheelbarrow, two boulders, and several farming tools around himself, closed his eyes, floating his lightsaber over to her. She took it, fiddling with it for a moment before nodding to Barriss.

"Time's up," Barriss said, Damian setting everything down and flipping to his feet. "Now we're going to spar."

"Catch," Ahsoka called, tossing him his lightsaber.

He caught it and she and Barriss extending their own, Ahsoka only using one.

"I set it to stun, as are me and Barriss's," Ahsoka said. "It won't cut off a limb, but it's going to hurt. Badly."

"I already know how to use this," Damian said.

"Yes, but your form is sloppy," Barriss said. "Not to mention you don't actually use an established form. We're going to fix you."

Damian sighed, extending the two blades on his lightsaber and readied himself as they charged. If Damian was being honest, for hating each other, they were an amazing team. Each time he blocked one, the other would attack from the flank. Each time he attacked or countered one, the other was there to protect them by countering him back. Finally, he got tired of fighting them with his lightsabers together and flipped over an attack, separating them before landing and blocking both of their lightsabers. He shoved them away and began to fight again, but yet again, their teamwork was impeccable. No matter what he did, they were able to counter him without even making it look difficult.

Finally, they had had enough and ended the sparring session, Ahsoka instead training him in specific forms. After the first day, a sort of routine had been established. After the trip to town, Damian would spend an hour or two training his Force powers and meditating, then would spar with one or both Ahsoka and Barriss, then would be drilled for hours on end in different forms, starting with foot work and how to hold a lightsaber then progressing from there. Ahsoka even decided to teach him her unorthodox reverse grip fighting style.

He didn't like reverse grip much for most situations, but he had to admit it did have its uses. His favorite form was Form VI. Although it was more of a mix of all the others plus the Force, it was easy to learn and his obvious natural affinity for using Light Side Force powers made it feel natural. Plus, it was the only one that focused on dual wielding. For learning to use his lightsabers combined into a staffsaber, Ahsoka taught him bo staff combat and adapted it for his hands to fit on the shorter than normal handle.

After about two months, he was able to beat Ahsoka and Barriss individually. However, when they stopped holding back after the first day, they were initially able to mop up the floor with him, even alone. So after two months, even though he could defeat them, they beat him just as often. And together, even while still holding back, even more so considering Ahsoka wasn't using her second saber still, they still mopped the floor with him.

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