He remained silent for a couple minutes, staring out the viewport. He knew they would need time to get used to this, but they didn't have time. As the stars passed in the lines of hyperspace, Cody sighed and pulled on his helmet. No one aboard the ship, other than a chosen few, knew he was even here. He was dead, buried six feet under somewhere on some remote planet. That was possibly the hardest thing for him right now. His men, his friends, his family all thought he was dead and had admitted to that fact. They weren't expecting him to walk through that door, alive and breathing, but they would just have to deal with it.

He picked up his rifle, resting it comfortably in his arms. He slowly walked over to the door and tapped the keypad. Now or never, he figured.

He ignored the stares as he crossed over to Mace and Alpha. He knew what they were thinking. He caught a whispered conversation in his peripheral and imagined what they were saying.

Idiot one," Who is that?

Idiot two," He looks familiar."

Idiot three, "That's Commander Cody!"

Back to Idiot one, "But he's supposed to be dead!"

Idiot two," Well, looks like they need to rewrite the history books again.

Idiot three," Nah, they just have to kill his for sure this time."

Smart guy hops in," Show some respect. Without this guy, you would've never made it out of your sparti cylinder!"

Mace and Alpha turned to him as he walked up behind them," What have you found?"

"What you told us we'd find. Palpatine is back."

He sighed," I hate when I'm right."

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'Someplace you don't ever want to go.'

It kept going through their heads, his haunted look, the things he'd told them, the lies they had been told by others. This was just too much. It couldn't be happening.

"What do we do?" Obi-wan turned to his friends, his face set.

"I…I'm not sure," Anakin looked down at his hands, for once at a loss of words.

"Maybe we should trust him," Ahsoka mumbled as she leaned against the viewport.

"3 minutes to real space. All squads to battle stations," an automated voice came over the com.

"I'm going," Obi-wan stood. "He's still Cody, he hasn't changed. It's us who've changed. He was always there for me and for all of you. Now it's our turn."

He didn't look back to see if anyone was following him, he didn't care. He knew they would come, they always did. They were a family long before it became official and they had never backed down from a fight.

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Cody watched as the moon slowly grew larger in the viewport.

"That's not a moon," Obi-wan came to stand by him.

"I know, it's just easier to think of it that way then a giant space station that could completely ruin the entire galaxy," Cody shrugged stiffly. He was still a little out of it, his body still getting used to the ability of motion after twenty years of lying in a tank.

"Ever going to tell us?" Obi-wan adjusted his armor, not catching Cody's eye.

"Someday, maybe. I just have to figure that out for myself, first," Cody let the images flashed before his eyes again. "Did it ever happen to you?"

"All the time when I was younger, before I mastered the Force. Still get them sometimes," Obi-wan nodded, as calm as ever.

"Just like old times?"

"Quite like old times."