Sorry it's been so long. Beginning of summer and I had some family stuff to take care of. But it's here now. Hope you all enjoy!

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"Fuck!" Bane raged as he punched the wall and left a sizable dent. Now he had two dead bodies to deal with and Ahsoka had escaped. He'd expected it when he gave her back her lightsaber, but he'd be dead if he hadn't. It's not that her escape was setting him back monetarily; the spice and weapons around him were worth more than her, true, but the Separatists wouldn't be too happy he'd let her just run off. That's what he needed, two intergalactic governments after him. 'Yeah. That's why you're so mad she got away,' an inner voice taunted him.

He had to find her. If he hurried, he just might be able to track her through the city. He grabbed a small amount of spice and dragged both bodies off the ship. He tossed the spice to one of the hangar attendants. "Dump dose bodies somewhere and dere's more for ya. Did chu see which way a togruta just went?"

The attendant pointed vaguely to the far side of the hangar and Bane ran off. As he wound through the narrow side streets, he'd stop people to ask if they saw her. No one helped him. After an hour of trying to find her, Bane gave up. Not only was this Nar Shaddaa, the place people went to disappear, she was a Jedi used to fighting on the front lines of the war. If she wanted to disappear, she'd have no trouble. 'I need a drink.'

He made his way back to the cantina he'd been at the night before and ordered something strong. "Hey again~" a woman purred from behind him.

"Chu busy tonight?" Bane asked, signaling the bartender for another drink as the togruta prostitute sat at the bar next to him.

"No. My schedule's pretty clear. You need help with anything?~"

Bane was about to down his drink and take all the help she was willing to give when he had an idea. "Dis the only bar chu work?"

"If you need somewhere cleaner, we could head back to my place."

"No, what I mean is do you work other bars?"

"Occasionally. This bartender is the only one who lets me use one of his rooms for free though."

"Tink you could keep an eye out for someone for me?"

The togruta grinned. "Maybe. Let me guess, is her name Ahsoka?"

"Yeah. Young togruta, blue eyes, orange skin, has a beaded braid too."

"Why are you so desperate to find her?"

"I'm not."

"Really?" She raised an eyebrow before continuing, "Ok, so if she's not a girlfriend or ex, are you stalking her?"

'Someting like that.' Bane thought. "Look, can you find her or not?"

"I can keep an ear out. I'll let some other girls know too. It'll cost extra."

"Can I pay with this?" Bane asked, making a not so subtle motion to his dick.

The togruta smirked. "Normally I'd say no, but the way you handled me last night was better than anything I've had in months. You ready now?"

Bane downed his drink and nodded, following the woman and already feeling hard.

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Ahsoka wasted no time putting as much distance between herself and the hangar, knowing Bane wouldn't be far behind. The most feared bounty hunter in the galaxy couldn't let his prisoner just escape. She could feel his mind racing, focused on her. This only encouraged her to run faster and farther. Finally, after an hour she came to a stop and caught her breath, still looking over her shoulder and trying to take in her surrounding. Bane felt far enough away now, and…sad? Disappointed, was probably a better description, but he wasn't as focused on her anymore.

Ahsoka was in a run-down part of the city, covered in rust and dirt. Where the hangar and the streets around it had been lit by bright obnoxious neon lights, here the light was the same rust and dirt color, making everything feel worse than it was. There were a couple bars and inns though, and Ahsoka found the least shady one for the night. Her attempts to get back to Coruscant and, by extension, her master could wait for sleep and food.

She froze outside the door as her stomach growled. She had no money, and she could hardly hope someone would give her a meal or a room out of the goodness of their hearts. She glanced around the corner of the building and spotted the garbage cans. 'No. I'm not that desperate,' she thought. Her stomach growled. 'Not yet.'

She wandered down the alleys, maybe she could find somewhere to camp out for the night. Drunks, prostitutes, and their clientele staggered around her, but even amid this chaos, she remained vigilant. If Bane was going to find her, this would be a perfect for an ambush.

A couple hours later, the gloom and smog of the planet was lightening somewhat and she guessed it was day. 'There goes any hope for sleep,' she thought as she slumped next to the side door of yet another cantina. Her stomach gurgled insistently for the umpteenth time. That garbage was starting to look and smell better every minute. Just before her resolve broke, a twi'lek came out the door with a death stick in hand. He didn't notice Ahsoka immediately as he lit up his smoke. She wasn't sure if she should cough or something to let him know she was only a foot away from him. Before she could decide what to do, he finished and flinched when he saw her.

"Hey, you ok?" he asked, getting over his initial shock.

She was about to say yes when her stomach answered no.

"You lost or something?"

"Something like that? What planet is this? I know Outer Rim but-"

"Nar Shaddaa. Best place for drugs and hookers, if you're into that." He looked her up and down. "But that doesn't seem to be why you're here."

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"That's fine. Sounds like you need something to eat though."

"Yeah," Ahsoka agreed, "But I don't have any credits."

"I'll cover it." The twi'lek said, offering a hand to help her up.

"That's really nice of you," Ahsoka said, eyeing him with suspicion.

"We don't need another dead body outside. Already had three this week."

Ahsoka followed him in and over to the bar. He ordered two basic meals and sat next to her.

"So I didn't catch your name yet. I'm Shyren."

"Bariss," Ahsoka lied. Something seemed wrong here, and she wanted to keep as many secrets as she could.

"As in Barriss Offee?" Ahsoka was silent. "The Padawan of Luminara Unduli? Isn't she a mirialan, not a togruta?" He grinned at her shocked face. "I got kicked out of the Order as a kid. That doesn't mean I don't keep up with the war."

"Well, if you know so much about current Jedi affairs, you must already know who I am."

"I want to guess, but Master Skywalker never lets Ahsoka Tano get too far away."

"Well it's your lucky day, that's me. I was captured."

"Sounds like you need to contact someone and get back to Coruscant then." Shyren had been grinning this entire time waiting to get what he wanted.

"What'll it cost?"

"Credits. One thousand or more should do. I know you don't have any, but, I get you a call to Coruscant and they wire it to me. I'll even pay for a ship for you. Sound good?"

"No," Ahsoka answered, "but it's the best thing I've got."

"Fantastic. There's a comm station over there."

"Thanks," Ahsoka spat as she took the food that was brought out over to the dark alcove.

"Anytime."

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Bane was sprawled over the sheets, ready to go another couple rounds with his new found partner. She'd stepped outside to smoke for a minute before continuing, giving him time to work out his plan. He probably wouldn't be able to sneak up on her again, she'd be expecting that. No, he had to do something else. After he captured her, he could leave her in Separatist space and if she escaped from there, it at least wouldn't be his fault. Not that that would stop the Separatists from blaming him. It was hard enough getting work with one intergalactic government hunting him.

"So I've got news," the togruta woman said as she came back in. Bane still hadn't learned her name, but she didn't seem to care.

"Good or bad?"

"You decide. A friend of mine just found her. The only problem, he's already offered her a trip home and she's made contact with her people."

"Shit," Bane groaned.

"But, luckily, this friend is addicted to credits, which you seem to have a lot of. He's already been paid by the Republic. He's asking what you've got."

"How addicted is he ta spice?"

"It's Nar Shaddaa. What do you think?

Bane's mind was racing as he sat up and started to collect his things. "Tell him to give her my hangar number and he's got a crate full of de best spice dis side of the Outer Rim."

"He'd kill someone for that kind of payment. You've got yourself a deal.

"Good." Bane donned his hat last and started to leave. "Next time I'm here I'll look ya up."

"I don't think I caught your name," She said as he swept down the hall.

"Bane."

"As in the bounty hunter, Cad Bane?" she asked, a slight tinge of fear in her voice.

"Yes," he hissed and melted into the crowd of the bar.

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So some NSFW stuff coming up in the next chapter. See you in 2 weeks everyone. Also, thank you to everyone who has sent messages, it means a lot and I love seeing them!