Aftermath

Chapter 7

"Alright, alright let's stay calm. The chances that they know it's us aboard this ship are slim, so let's just calm down. They'll probably tell us we're in restricted airspace and send us in our way," Ahsoka said trying to remain levelheaded.

"Yea, but there's a bounty on your head. Everyone in the Empire likely knows what you look like," Lux pointed out.

"I know, I know." Ahsoka was pacing back and fourth attempting to come up with a plan, when she spotted something in the corner. She walked over and picked it up, and when she did a wave of nostalgia hit her. What was in her hand was the same cloak she had worn to Zygerria years before when she went undercover as a slave. That mission hadn't been particularly enjoyable, but the thought of it brought back memories of her other missions with the GAR, and... Anakin. She could feel tears start to form in her eyes

Suddenly Ahsoka felt two arms wrap around her waist. "'Soka? Are you okay?" Lux asked softly

Ahsoka squeezed her eyes shut to rid herself of the tears and took a deep breath. "Yeah... I'm okay Lux. I was just..." Ahsoka trailed off as she felt the tears resurface, but Lux knew what she was thinking.

"I know, I miss him too Ahsoka. I miss everyone, but we will have time to mourn and feel bad later. Right now we have a big problem."

"You're right," she said wiping the tears away and turning to face Lux. "Here's the plan I've come up with, I'll put the cloak on and you'll say I'm your slave if you're asked."

"Absolutely not Ahsoka. You know how anti-slavery I am, I can't do that."

"I won't actually be your slave, and besides, do you have a better plan?"

Lux thought for a second, then spoke. "Well... not necessarily, but-" Ahsoka cut him off.

"But nothing. This is our only option at this point. Had you not been so clumsy and messed up the computer, we wouldn't even be in this mess right now!" Ahsoka had continued to raise her voice, and by the time she was done she was shouting. Her eyes weren't their normal blue, but a grey.

Lux shrunk in fear. Ahsoka almost never yelled at him. Really the only time he could remember was Carlac, and if he was being honest he deserved it that time. "I-I'm s-s-s-sorry."

Ahsoka was still standing over him, glaring at him when she realized what she was doing. She saw Lux cowering in fear from her. Her stance and expression immediately softened, and her eyes returned to their normal crystal blur color. "Lux... I-I'm so sorry. I... I don't know what came over me," she said falling to her knees. The young togruta began to sob at what she had just done.

Lux crawled over to his distressed girlfriend and brought her into a tight embrace. "Shhhhh... shhhhh... it's okay d'bhem, it's okay."

The pair just stayed in the embrace until Ahsoka had calmed down a bit. She looked up at Lux, who brought a hand up to her cheek and wiped the tears away. The two were just strong into each others eyes, not noticing they were inching closer and closer until their lips were right on top of each others. They closed their eyes and deepened the kiss.

Once they had broken from it, Lux stood up. "Now ready to do this?" He asked offering his hand to help Ahsoka up. She just nodded and grabbed his hand. Lux pulled her up, but used a bit too much force and they ended up in a hugging position. Lux smiled at his girlfriend and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead between her markings.

"Now put that cloak on. We're already in the hangar and they'll be coming in any second." Ahsoka nodded and did what she was told. As Lux had predicted, not even seconds after Ahsoka put the cloak on, there was a knock on the side of the ship. Lux opened the door of the ship and walked out, with Ahsoka following close behind.