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MLV

Ahsoka peered into the spaceport. There were more clones here than what she would have preferred, but things might be alright. Because she wasn't in the Jedi Records anymore listed as an active Jedi, she might be able to get away with just convincing them to give her a ship. Just before she got up the nerve to go over to them, she felt the end of a blaster against her back.

"Halt, Jedi."

Ahsoka froze, and then slowly raised her hands. She didn't move until she felt the blaster pressure leave. "I'm not a jedi," she began, overly conscious of the lightsabers attached her to her belt. "I left the Jedi order a while ago."

The clone's all paused and looked at each other. One of them stepped forward. "Tell me your name," he demanded.

"Ahsoka Tano. You will see in your records that I left the Jedi when they refused to believe me when I was framed for a terror attack on the Jedi Temple." Ahsoka tried not to ramble and kept her voice calm. If the troopers didn't think she was going to attack them, they might let her go easier. Maybe even let her have transport.

One of the clones, the one who had demanded her name, stepped forward again. "Your story checks out. Why are you back here?"

Ahsoka took in a breath. "I couldn't believe the stories. I had to see for myself," she answered.

The clone paused, and then put away his computer. He hesitated, and then put his hand on her shoulder. Ahsoka looked up at him sharply. "I know what it's like to be betrayed by the people you care about," he began. Some of the clones around him shifted nervously, but he continued. "It's especially hard when it comes out of nowhere. But we get through it by relying on our family."

Ahsoka smiled at him. "Thank you," she said softly, and he nodded. She was afraid to push her luck, but eventually decided to ask him about the transport. He agreed to let her access to one of the former Jedi.

"I don't think they'll be needing it any time soon," he said with a chuckle, but Ahsoka sensed that there was no real humor in his voice.

Ahsoka thanked him and quickly left and headed towards a medium sized ship. It would be a tight fit, but she was sure it would fit all of the younglings, Shaak, and herself. She entered the ship and punched in the new codes that would let her leave Coruscant without being blasted into deep space. The ship was easy enough to fly, and she left the spaceport.

She flipped the comm on and searched the channels. Nothing seemed to stand out. She couldn't set the ship down next to the house; that would cause too much commotion. Ahsoka sighed and flipped the comm on again. She supposed it made sense that Shaak wouldn't have a comm unit, but it certainly made things complicated. She sighed, and decided to put the ship down in the undercity. It would be dangerous for the younglings, but safer than going through territory filled with Clones.

The undercity spaceport was filled with pirates and gang members, and she couldn't just leave the ship. She set it down on a relatively abandoned pad. There was no security, which meant she didn't need to go through any official channels, but it also meant that there wasn't any security. Once the ship was down, she left the ship, making sure to remove a vital component from the landing gear, which locked the ship into place. She tucked it into her belt and walked away. The ship would be able to fly, but it would take anyone a few hours of work to rewire it to essentially ignore the fact that the component was missing.

It took her about thirty minutes to make it back to the house. The younglings were still all sleeping, and Shaak was staring blanking at a wall. Ahsoka walked into the main room, and Shaak jumped slightly.

"I didn't see you," she said.

"I've got a ship. It's in the undercity. We have to be careful," Ahsoka said.

"How did you get it past the clones?" Shaak asked. Her voice was low, and Ahsoka looked to the younglings.

"It doesn't matter," she whispered. She couldn't admit that she had gotten it because the clone had understood how she felt by being betrayed by the Jedi, that she had played that up. "We have to be incredibly careful. The undercity is very dangerous, especially since we have the younglings."

"They need sleep," Shaak said slowly.

"We don't have time," Ahsoka told her.

Shaak nodded. "I know. I just wish…" She stood up. "Let's go." They both went over and woke the younglings. Damari ran to Ahsoka and demanded to be held. Ahsoka picked her up, and took the hand of one of the other younger children.

"Ahsoka has gotten us a ship," Shaak said. "But it's very far away, and through a very dangerous part of the city. So stay close to us, and well get you out of here."

Liam stepped up, and even though his chin was quivering, spoke with a strong voice. "Master Tii, where are we going?"

Ahsoka and Shaak exchanged looks, and then Shaak turned back to Liam. "Let's get to the ship before we worry about anything."

Ahsoka tightened her grip on the youngling's hand, and they headed away to the undercity. Ahsoka looked at Damari, who had fallen asleep in her arms. The rest of the younglings crowded around them, and Ahsoka nodded in the direction they were supposed to go, and they headed out.