Hello everyone!

OneLittleSpark18: (this is a bit of an answer to your Fives Effect comment as well) I love seeing your comments every chapter! Thank you for being here on the journey with me! I'd love to say that writing comes to me easily, but it's been years, constant practice, lots of editing, and a lot of freaking rewrites to get these to the point that they are. Thank you so much for everything! And also thank you for the comparison to LOTR it is the highest compliment.

More aftermath and the beginning of the bacta mission!

There's no Mando'a in this chapter, I don't think. Oops. Tends to happen with the Bad Batch being front and center.

ABSOLVED: CHAPTER 3

Once again Rex found himself in the hangar, waiting for a ship to dock. The Marauder seemed to have a few extra scorch marks that hadn't been there before.

Echo was the first one off the ramp. His eyes darted quickly around until they found Rex.

"Rex!" He said and quickly went to clasp Rex's arm. "You're okay?"

"I'm fine." Rex assured him. "You and the Batch?"

"We're fine." Echo said. "Commander-"

"I'm okay." Ahsoka said. "And Fives is hanging in there."

It was a positive look at the situation. Every day that passed without bacta made it less likely that Fives would survive.

Pain and worry creased Echo's brow. He opened his mouth to say something, when the rest of the Batch came down the ramp. Rex's eyes widened as he saw the young girl that was in their midst.

Hunter and Crosshair looked harried and anxious. Tech's eyes darted about more than usual. Wrecker had a large grin that was mirrored on the girl's wondering face as she looked around the hangar. Her small hand was lost in Wrecker's enormous grip. She seemed a little nervous as her eyes fell on Rex and Ahsoka, but smiled at them.

"Hello!" She chirped. "I'm Omega!"

Rex stared at the girl. She had blonde hair. It seemed so small and yet so momentous that she shared that trait with him. Her bright smile had an innocence Rex had never seen in a cadet her age.

"You'd never think she'd just been in a firefight." Echo said. A few degrees of warmth had come into his voice.

"Hello, Omega." Ahsoka said. "I'm Ahsoka."

Omega nodded.

"Echo told me about you." She said. "And Captain Rex!"

Rex managed a small smile at her.

"Hey, kid." He said, before turning to Hunter. "So that's where you ran off to."

"We don't leave our own behind." Crosshair said.

Hunter nodded in agreement.

"We couldn't leave her on Kamino, not with the way things are."

"She'll be safe here." Ahsoka promised.

"For now." Tech said flatly. "There is a significant chance that the Empire will discover this ship. Not to mention the fact that eventually you will need fuel and supplies."

"We'll deal with that when we come to it." Ahsoka said. "For now, we have a more pressing concern."

"Yes, the bacta." Tech said, pushing at his goggles. "I have conceived of several different sources from which we may obtain it."

"Excellent." Ahsoka said. "Anakin and Obi Wan have put me in charge of this operation."

"That is preferable." Tech said. "Cody would have been ideal, but as he is not here to greet us, I am assuming that he remains under the control of the inhibitor chip."

Rex flinched hard at the shock that rippled across Wrecker, Hunter, and Crosshair's faces. Omega looked up at them, concerned.

"What?" Hunter hissed and looked to Rex. "Is that true?"
"Yes." Rex said in the most even voice he could muster.

"I cannot conceive why he did not have his chip removed." Tech said. "I reminded him before we left."

"He- he thought he didn't have time." Rex said.

"He certainly doesn't have time now." Crosshair spat.

The sniper looked furious. He glanced at Hunter.

"We can't, Crosshair." Hunter said. "We don't even know where he is."

"So we'll just leave him to the Empire?" Crosshair asked.

"Hunter is correct. There is little we can do at the moment." Tech said.

Crosshair's toothpick snapped in his teeth and he looked away, fury etched on his face.

"What we can do is get the bacta." Echo said. "Fives' life depends on it."

"We have three options." Tech said from the front of the briefing room. "Steal it from the Empire, steal it from a civilian supply, or steal it from the source."

"We're going to steal it?" Omega sounded horrified.

Of all the Bad Batch, she and Echo were the most attentive to Tech's briefing. Rex could understand Echo's focus, but Omega had no reason to be so interested.

"We stole you." Crosshair said. "I didn't hear you complain about that."

"We have no other recourse." Tech said. "Our credits are currently useless, and I doubt a legion of deserters will garner much charity."

Rex twisted his mouth into a frown. He wasn't quite sure he liked being called a deserter. Echo too looked uncomfortable with the concept.

"Stealing from civilians isn't an option." Ahsoka said.

Tech pursed his lips.

"That would be the easiest option." He said. "The Empire has far more heightened security than the Republic had, and Zaltin Corp is notorious for their strict protection of their product."

"We are not taking bacta from those who need it." Ahsoka said firmly. "And I'd rather not draw the Empire's notice to us right now either. And-"

She paused.

"That bacta is being used for clones." She said softly. "I don't want them to be punished for what isn't their fault."

Rex loved her so much in that moment that his heart seemed to hurt. He stuffed down the emotion as quickly as he could. He could and would control this.

"Then it's from the source." Hunter said. "Zaltin Corp?"

"Indeed." Tech said, though he still seemed annoyed to Rex. "They are the most prominent bacta producers in this sector."

"What are the specs?" Ahsoka asked.

Tech nodded at Echo, who inserted his scomp arm into the holo table. Rex didn't miss the wince as he did so. Building schematics popped up.

"Our first challenge will be the hyperwave warning." Tech said. "We will not be able to approach the planet without being detected, at least at light speed."

As Tech explained, Rex grew more and more apprehensive. This place was well guarded. The place was crawling with IG-86 droids. The bacta itself was a whole other problem. It turned out the tubs of bacta were without the key bacteria that activated its healing properties. Zaltin Corp would only add the bacteria when the bacta was being prepared to be shipped out. The bacteria itself could not survive outside of bacta or the special containment unit in the factory. They could transport the bacteria, but Tech determined it would be easiest to merely steal it as it was about to be shipped.

"Why can't we hijack the transport ship?" Echo asked.

"Because the transport ship is manned by droids and is set to self-destruct if any complex life forms are detected." Tech said.

"So is this possible, Tech?" Ahsoka asked.

"Of course it is." Tech said. "It will just be- ah- delicate."

Rex was reminded of the Citadel. The way Echo had a white knuckled grip on his scomp told him that his brother was thinking of it too.

"We have to do it." Echo said in a strained voice. "We have to."

"I swear to you, Echo," Ahsoka said. "We will.

"It sounds like we've got a solid plan." Hunter said.

Rex hoped so. The two hours of planning had been extremely draining.

"We'll leave at 0400." Ahsoka said. "Hunter, what's your plan with Omega?"

Omega, who had been standing next to Tech as he detailed what they would need, looked around.

"She'll come with us." Hunter said.

His voice had gotten hard and he looked at Ahsoka with defiance.

"She would be perfectly safe-"

"Nowhere is perfectly safe right now." Hunter said. "She won't participate in the mission. She can stay on the ship. I'd rather have her close by."

Ahsoka sighed and shook her head.

"Fine." She said.

"Rex." Echo had approached him. "I'd like to see Fives."

"Of course." Rex said.

He made a step towards the door when he noticed Ahsoka make as if she was going to follow them.

"Commander," Rex said. "Shouldn't you and Hunter be prepping for the mission?"

It had come out harsher than he intended. She blinked, stung. Rex turned from her. They did not have to do everything together. Even if he wanted her by his side.

Echo was silent as they went through the halls of the Venator. Rex wondered if Echo noticed the odd stares he was receiving. Rex himself was very aware.

Kix looked up in near panic as they entered the med bay. He relaxed when he saw that they were on their own two feet.

"Good to see you, Echo." Kix said.

"You look a little overwhelmed." Echo said.

Kix shrugged.

"We'll hang on. Just waiting on that bacta." He spoke as if it were a guarantee that their mission would be a success. "Are you doing okay?"

Echo gave a wan smile.

"Well, I may need your help getting the chip out."

Rex froze and Kix went white.

"It's not out yet?" The medic hissed.

"Tech thinks it's pretty badly mangled and can't work." Echo said. "But we should probably get it out just in case."

"Of course!" Kix said. "But it might not be in the same place if it's as damaged as you say, and the procedure works as if it's in the same spot for every clone."

"Tech's put together a decent scanner." Echo said. "I'll get him to lend it to you."

Echo's eyes wandered past Kix to where Fives lay.

Tup was still keeping his vigil over him. Jesse was gone, probably performing his duty as Captain, a duty that Rex had been avoiding. He was grateful for his younger brother taking charge and keeping things organized. He did not know what he would do without him.

Rex watched Echo walk as if in a dream to Fives's side. Tup gave him a sideways glance. He had not known Echo before, and he must have seemed a strange sight to him.

Echo took no notice of the younger ARC. He took Fives' hand.

"Hang in there, brother." He said in a voice Rex could barely hear. "We're going to get you some bacta and you're going to be okay. Don't- don't you leave me to be the last Domino."

Echo's voice broke slightly at the last word. He stood for a moment longer, staring at his brother's face.

"I'll save you." He whispered.

Then he turned to Tup.

"You're Tup, right?" He asked.

Tup gave a wary nod.

"Thank you for staying with him." Echo went on.

Rex watched for a few minutes as Echo just stood by Fives' side, clutching his brother's hand.

"Don't leave me." Echo murmured.

Then he looked up to Rex. His eyes were determined.

"We should prep for the mission." He said. "We need to do this as quickly as possible."

Rex nodded. He followed Echo out of the medbay. To his surprise, Echo stopped and turned to Rex only a short way away.

Rex didn't want Echo to be looking at him. He didn't need Echo's gaze. He knew there would be an accusation there. Why did you try to kill my brother?

"I'm sorry." The words that were wedged painfully in his throat forced their way out.

"It's not your fault." Echo said. "I know you would never hurt Fives or the Commander."

"Well, I did." Rex said through gritted teeth.

Would they never stop telling him it wasn't his fault?

"If it was your fault," Echo said, eyes hard. "Then what I did was my fault."

"What?" Rex asked, aghast. "No, Echo, you can't blame yourself for what the Separatists did to you!"

"And you can blame yourself for what the Kaminoans did to you?" Echo's voice was surprisingly cold. "This isn't the time for self-pity, Rex."

Self-pity? Rex stared at Echo.

"This isn't-"

"And stop pushing the Commander away." Echo interrupted. "You're just hurting her and yourself. And if you don't blame me, she won't blame you."

"I know that she doesn't blame me." Rex muttered.

"Then why do it?" Echo asked. "If she doesn't care, neither should you."

"I don't- If I want to distance myself from the Commander, that's my business." Rex said.

Echo narrowed his eyes at Rex.

"Things are bad enough, Rex." He said. "Don't make things worse for both of you."

"I shot her, Echo!" Rex snapped. "And dammit, I'm the reason Fives is dying!"

Echo's jaw was clenched.

"I know." He said. "I'm doing my best to move past that."

"Why?" Rex shouted. "Hit me, scream at me! I shot Fives!"

"Stop." Echo's voice was deadly cold now. His hand twitched at his side. "I won't punish you, Rex."

"Then who will?" Rex asked. He needed to be punished for this. No one was willing to give him justice.

"You, apparently." Echo said. "But if you help save Fives' life, won't that make up for some of it?"

Would it? And- the bacta would save troopers' lives, not just people he had hurt. He clung to the idea. Maybe he could at least atone for Fives' injuries.

Could it atone for what he had done to Ahsoka?

Ahsoka's door chimed as she finished preparing for the mission. She was surprised to see Anakin. All of the Jedi on the ship were spending most of their time trying to contact survivors through the Force.

"Ahsoka, I wanted a word with you before you go." He said.

Ahsoka nodded and stood aside for Anakin to walk in. He was holding a case in his hands.

"I should have given you these back a long time ago." He said. "But I was afraid the Council would find out."

Ahsoka's heart skipped a beat as he held out the case. She could hear the crystals singing as she reached out for them.

Anakin opened the case and there lay her sabers, taken from her so long ago.

"Go on." Anakin encouraged as she hesitated.

They were cool and smooth under her hands. The kyber crystals vibrated with joy as she picked them up.

"Thank you." Ahsoka said.

"They should be with you." Anakin said.

The moment of joy soured as Ahsoka thought of the state of the galaxy.

"They're not safe." She said. "People will know I'm a Jedi."

"You'll figure something out." Anakin said.

Ahsoka clipped the sabers to her belt, right next to her electrostaffs.

Even though they marked her, she felt safer with them at her sides.

Less than an hour later, Ahsoka found herself crammed onto the Havoc Marauder with the Bad Batch and Rex.

"We will arrive in approximately twelve hours." Tech announced once they entered hyperspace.

It was going to take somewhat longer than usual to reach the planet. The hyperwave warning system was forcing them to drop out of hyperspace a ways away from the planet and finish the journey at sublight speeds. It added at least three hours to their travel time.

The group began to settle in for their journey. Hunter was in the cockpit, keeping an eye on the nav computer. Crosshair sat in one of the seats in the main bay, cleaning his rifle. Omega, Tech, and Echo, were gathered together as Tech worked on Echo's cybernetics. Omega handed him tools and asked a lot of questions, which Tech patiently answered. Wrecker was in the back, doing a series of exercises with the defective GONK unit.

Rex sat across from Ahsoka, stiff as carbonite. Ahsoka knew he had chosen to specifically sit away from her. Though she wanted him near, she had chosen to respect his wishes in this matter.

Ahsoka gave him a glance. He sat straight backed, eyes down, and his hands clutching his helmet on his lap. Ahsoka sighed. A week ago she wanted more than what they had had. Now she would have given anything to have things as they were. She had at least had him near her.

I'm not going anywhere, you know. She told him.

He needed to know that his attempts to dissuade her weren't going to work. She would be with him, regardless if he felt like he deserved it.

She saw his gaze flick up to her.

Why?

Ahsoka was impressed with the lack of emotion he had managed to send the word with.

Because you're important to me. I care about you.

Ahsoka saw his hand tighten on the plasteel of his helmet.

What would I have to do to convince you otherwise? He asked.

Ahsoka snorted.

For you to try to kill me under your own control and mean it.

His head turned slightly towards her now.

And if I disagree?

Don't you know that us Jedi are all knowing?

Her attempt to draw any amusement from him resulted only in a flash of anger. He jerked his head to look at her. His nostrils were flared and his eyes narrowed.

It's not that simple! He snarled. You don't know what it's like. I had to look you in the eyes and shoot you! You can't imagine how it feels to try and kill the person you-

His rant suddenly cut off and he snapped his head to the side.

Rex.

Silence. His hands were trembling on the helmet.

Rex, look at me.

He gave a tiny shake of his head.

Please, Rex. Look at me.

He slowly, slowly turned his head to allow her to see his eyes.

What am I to you? She asked.

My Commander.

I know that's not true.

It should be.

Ahsoka was suddenly very tired of playing games.

Rex, I don't know what it's like to try and kill the person you love.

His hands twitched and he bowed his head.

But- Ahsoka started.

Rex stood in a jerky movement, cramming his helmet onto his head.

Just let me be. He snapped.

Ahsoka watched, her heart aching, as he went into the cockpit.

She strained to understand. She tried to put herself in his shoes. She had once been forced to attack someone she cared about: Mortis.

She had felt badly about it. But she hadn't ended up hurting Anakin. She supposed that was the difference. Rex had hurt her and Fives.

But she forgave him, wasn't that enough? She knew that Fives wouldn't blame him either. It wasn't his fault.

Then why was she so angry?

She wasn't angry at him for hurting her, that she knew. She wasn't quite sure she was angry at him for pushing her away either.

They had been so close. He had been almost ready to accept the way they both felt. That had been torn away from both of them. As she thought of it, Ahsoka became acutely aware of the disappointment and pain that had caused her. She wasn't angry at Rex, she was angry at the whole situation.

"Commander." Echo's voice jolted her.

Ahsoka looked up at him. His expression was sympathetic.

"Give him time and space." He said. "He needs to learn to trust himself again."

Ahsoka swallowed. Echo out of anyone would understand having his free will stripped away. She took a deep breath and tried to release her disappointment into the Force. If space was what Rex needed, space was what he'd get. But she would be there for when he needed her.

Rex managed to maintain his composure as he entered the cockpit. Hunter was at the controls and gave Rex a nod as he came in. He didn't seem to notice that Rex had his helmet on, which was odd. Most clones removed their helmets whenever they were able. The only exception was when a trooper did not wish for their emotions to be seen. Which Rex didn't.

Rex settled in one of the chairs and tried to tune out the new chatter from behind him. That was a problem with the smaller ships like these. There was no true privacy. Luckily Rex brought his own.

"I'm going deaf." Rex told Hunter. "Comm me if something happens."

Hunter gave another nonchalant nod. Rex disabled the audio input for his helmet as well as the visuals.

The silence and darkness was soothing to the raw, tangled emotions in Rex's chest. But now there was nothing to distract him from them.

Ahsoka had confirmed nothing new. Rex knew he loved her and knew that she felt the same way about him. Perhaps whether or not she knew of either of their feelings had been in question, but not now.

Rex hated that she loved him. He hated even more that he loved her. It would be so much easier to convince her to distance herself from him if she didn't. And it would be much easier to convince himself to let her do so if he didn't. Maybe it would be easier to move on from what he'd done to her.

How could she forgive him so easily? How could she not blame him?

You never blamed her for what happened to you. A quiet voice in his head said.

That was different, Rex argued. Ahsoka had never made the choice to hurt him.

And you made the choice to hurt her?

Yes, in a way, he had. The chip had made it seem like the right choice to kill the traitor. He had needed to kill the traitor, all the while screaming in his head that she was no such thing.

That wasn't a real choice. You would never hurt her.

Rex gritted his teeth. He knew that. But- he was hurting Ahsoka. He had felt it in the moment she had asked him what she was to him.

A new surge of guilt hit him, overwhelming the shame of trying to kill her.

He couldn't keep pushing her away, he realized, if he truly did not want to hurt her. But he was afraid. Rex could admit that, at least to himself. He was afraid of what letting her near would lead to. He had been trained to resist pain, severe conditions, emotional and mental strain, and yet he did not know if he could resist her. When it came to Ahsoka, he was a weak, weak man.

Rex couldn't go on as he had the last couple of days, that was clear. Maybe- maybe he could let her in a little, return to the professional relationship they had had before.

He would have to ask her to break their bond, if it was possible. It was too intimate, too tempting. At the thought he redoubled his efforts to block it.

He was a soldier. She was his Commander. Friendly, but professional. That was all it could be.

About four hours, Tech and Omega's enthusiastic help, and two gutted lightsabers later, Ahsoka held up her electrostaff. She activated it.

Nothing happened. Again.

"As I suspected." Tech said, pushing up his goggles. "It seems this combination is impossible."

"You didn't think that when we started." Ahsoka said.

"I was over enthusiastic. The phrik alloy is too resistant to the kyber crystal's energy."

"Well, it was worth a try." Ahsoka said. She began to dismantle the electrostaff to get to the crystal. "Can you get this thing back together?"

"Of course I can." Tech said. "The question is, can Omega?"

"Me?" Omega asked.

"It would be beneficial to your skills if you reconstructed the staffs." Tech said. "And unlike Wrecker, I will answer any questions you have, though I wish for you to try first."

"Okay." Omega said nervously and accepted the pieces from Ahsoka.

Ahsoka turned her own attention to the pieces of her lightsaber. She closed her eyes and concentrated. She could feel the pieces in the Force, saw how they came together. With just a little more effort, they became one.

"Wow." She heard Omega whisper.

Ahsoka smiled despite herself. She could feel the attention of the entire bay on her, even Crosshair. It wasn't every day that the clones got to see a lightsaber be constructed.

They landed in her palm and she studied them again. There had to be a way to keep them with her.

"Have you considered concealing them as the hilts of the electrostaffs?" Tech asked.

Ahsoka blinked at him. Why hadn't she thought of that?

"Could you do it?" She asked.

"I would not suggest it unless I could." Tech said, annoyed. "I will guide Omega in the process."

He paused.

"May I see the lightsabers?"

Ahsoka carefully laid them in his palm. She appreciated the reverence he seemed to give them. He held them up closer to his goggles.

"Remarkable." He muttered.

He measured the hilts and began tapping away at his datapad. Every now and then he murmured instructions to Omega when she got stuck.

"This is going to take quite some time." Tech informed Ahsoka.

Ahsoka decided that meditation would be a good use of time. She sat on one of the crash seats and closed her eyes, though her bond with Rex kept her distracted. It felt heavy with the blockage he was forcing on it. It wasn't healthy to put that much energy into stemming the natural flow of a bond, not to mention the amount of concentration it required. It could honestly get him killed if he was too caught up in maintaining the blockade.

She would have to ask Obi Wan about what to do about it. She was certain that Anakin, at some point, had attempted the same thing. Hell, he probably still attempted to shut his master out.

Of course, she could always sever the bond.

The thought gave her pause. Her immediate rash thought was to reject the idea immediately. But- if he needed space-

The idea of completely destroying the bond scared her. She couldn't do that. There was still the possibility of him falling prey to the deep depression he had had.

Was there a way to lessen the intimacy of the bond? She'd have to experiment with that. As it was now, she created her own block, to lessen the stress of his own.

"Commander."

Tech's voice cut into her thoughts. Ahsoka opened her eyes. Meditation did strange things to time. How long had it been? Tech held out the electrostaffs.

"I believe this will be sufficient." Tech said.

Ahsoka examined the handles of the electrostaffs. Her lightsabers were cleverly disguised as the hilts. Ahsoka found the new latch and pressed it. Her saber popped free with no resistance.

"Excellent, Tech!" She exclaimed.

She pushed the saber back in and it clicked.

"Of course it is." Tech said.

Ahsoka looked around for Omega and found that half the ship was asleep. Omega was nestled into Wrecker's side, holding onto a black and red tooka doll. Wrecker too was out cold and even Crosshair's head drooped to one side.

"How long have you been working on this?" Ahsoka asked quietly.

"Approximately 5.8 hours." Tech said dismissively. "I could have done it quicker if Omega had not fallen asleep. She is a most helpful assistant."

Tech's voice betrayed fondness for his sister.

"You said you found her while you were investigating the chips?" Ahsoka asked.

Tech frowned and adjusted his goggles.

"Yes. We discovered a series of logs by Nala Se documenting her growth. Hunter insisted we investigate. We located a secret lab, far below Tipoca City. Nala Se kept her there as a lab assistant."

"Kept her there?" Ahsoka asked.

"Indeed." Tech said. "She was well cared for, but she had never left the lab. But somehow she knew of us. We continued to see her whenever we were on Kamino and kept up communication with her. Wrecker liked to bring gifts back to her. When Order 66 happened, we became concerned for her safety, so we retrieved her."

"Probably the right call." Ahsoka said.

"We should have taken her when we first found her." Crosshair's voice startled Ahsoka. His eyes glittered at her in the low light. "She hated it there."

"Crosshair is of the opinion that we should have deserted from the army and gone on the run with a child." Tech said.

"We ended up doing it anyway." Crosshair said. "What would a couple of months mattered?"

Tech sighed a long suffering sigh, as if they had had this argument before.

"It is in the past, Crosshair." He said.

Crosshair snorted and glanced at the sleeping Omega. His normally hard and defensive feel in the Force softened somewhat. Ahsoka could see that in this case, his aggression was only out of concern for his sister.

"If you'll excuse me." Tech said. "It is almost time to drop out of hyperspace."

Ahsoka grimaced. Travelling sub-light made ships vulnerable to pirates or crime syndicates. But it had to be done.

Tech left for the cockpit and Ahsoka sat back to meditate just a bit more. Before she settled into her trance, a movement caught her attention. She cracked an eye to see Crosshair draping a blanket over Wrecker and Omega, muttering something about 'the children not taking care of themselves.'

Hello, Bad Batch! I ADORE writing them. Especially them being soft with Omega. I really need to just write a whole fic about them. Also, why do they like Cody so much? I NEED TO KNOW.

Ahsoka once again continues to make Rex love her through her compassion and dedication to his brothers. This is my attempt at an actual heist. Besides the beginning of this fic and some bits in Fives Effect, I tend to avoid missions and heists. They're not my favorite. I prefer emotions to logistics. But I decided I would actually try with this one. It'll be short, but it will be a heist.

Fives, you can't die, Echo says so. And also, Rex, stop being dumb, Echo says so. He does give Rex a bit of a way out of the guilt though.

I realized I never gave Ahsoka her sabers back. So Ahsoka has her sabers back.

The scene with Rex and Ahsoka was initially rather different. Ahsoka was a bit more- pushy towards Rex and I didn't do a good job of implying that she should not be. She is being rather selfish here. Rex, while he shouldn't be left to wallow, does need time. It is a huge blow to Ahsoka though. They were so close to the long awaited make out sesh.

Rex makes some progress in his own head. He just doesn't want to hurt anyone he loves.

And then some more Bad Batch content. Tech and Crosshair are my favorite to write, especially Crosshair that's still with the Batch. They all just very much love Omega and I love writing it. Never ask me to stop writing soft Crosshair and Tech. I will not. Ahsoka does realize that Rex needs to be the one to decide when he's ready to have a relationship with her and that she needs to back off a little.

I'll see you guys next week for Fives Effect!

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