Vod

Cody stared at his General when he finished explaining, wanting to be surprised at the sudden turn of events. Truly, he should have been surprised - well, maybe he would have been if he hadn't spent nearly three years chasing after the damn man. He folded his arms over his chest, rocking back on his heels ever so slightly.

"You want me to...gather my best men...for an undercover mission to Kalelava... because the terrorist organization that is against the New Mandalorian reign...your wife's reign...and the man leading is a Sith Lord -"

"Former Sith Lord - but yes."

"Oh, my apologies," Cody muttered, rolling his eyes. "A former Sith Lord that killed your master, and whom you thought was dead. The person who contacted you with this information is the Duchess' sister, who is part of this terrorist organization."

"Well when you put it that way -" General Kenobi rubbed his neck and gave a sheepish smile. In the lighting of the 212th barracks office he looked incredibly young and maybe a bit scared. "I can't exactly head to the Order or the Senate about this matter."

"Why?" Cody asked in exasperation, stepping backward and leaning against the desk he occupied far too often when they were on planet.

"Conflict of interest, Cody. As a Jed I am supposed to remain impartial to the Galaxy's affairs -"

Cody snorted hard. "Like any Jedi follows that. You're all a bunch of hypocrites."

Obi-Wan ignored him, beginning to pace about the small office, his words low despite the fact the room was sound-proofed. "Satine won her system's right to govern without Republic occupation months ago. To ask for help again would prove Palpatine's point that Mandalore cannot function without Republic interference and given the history between the Republic and Mandalore, we cannot afford to lose their fragile trust in us."

"Furthermore, by alerting the Senate to this problem, we could potentially alert the Sith that's working in the Senate, and we have no way of knowing if Maul and Death Watch are working with this Sith, or if this is an internal matter all together."

Cody raised his eyebrows at the mention of the Sith, but he didn't exactly question the statement. As the Marshal Commander of the 3rd Systems Army, he outranked a majority of the Jedi Order and the Clone Army. The amount of secrets he had been privy to was several kilometers long...secrets that included the conversations about the Sith.

Sighing heavily, Cody watched his General continue to pace, trying to process the information in his head and figure out what to say. The man before him wasn't General Kenobi of the Jedi Order - it was Obi-Wan Kenobi, husband to Duchess Kryze. "Sir...we clones fight for the Republic."

General Kenobi stopped pacing, bracing his hands against the corner of the desk not far from Cody. He sighed, scrubbing one hand over his face. "I...I understand, Cody. Asking you to put yourself in unnecessary harm -"

"I wasn't done, sir." Cody gave a small smile. "We are cloned from a Mandalorian - I was part of the original batch trained by Fett himself. In all reality, we should be fighting for Mandalore - and that's what I'll do. I...may not agree with all of your wife's policies, but I understand her desires for peace."

Obi-Wan smiled, his shoulders slumping in relief. "Thank you, Cody - you have no idea how much this means to me. Losing my family...I don't know what I would do."

"I'll ask my around - I'm sure more than a few will want to help." Cody reached over, clapping a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "Family protects each other, vod - and that's what we'll do."

Mando'a

Vod - brother/sister/comrade

Author's note: Cody's back, people! Whoo! Yes! Does this make up for last chapter's cliffhangar? xD Also - how fitting is that chapter title? I'm am very proud of that ^-^

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