Wow can you believe it? Were finally at the bad batch shows season finale! Notice I didn't say this books finale, no that we haven't gotten to yet. Ahsoka makes an interesting impact on their lives, and this day of their lives. I know I've kept you waiting for this moment but it's finally here. I just wanted to say for those reading, thanks so much for sticking with me through this journey and may the force bless you and be with you. Now let us proceed...

Hunter's pov

"We need to get to the medical ward asap." I only waited until after I asked the question to see who it was. Oh of course it's Crosshair. Finally! We finally found him!

"Um how about, no." Nevermind. All the hapiness, down the drain.

"This is about more than petty feuds and picking sides, Crosshair. Our friend is dying!" He never broke eye contact from me whoch, jonestly kinda scared me.

"She's not my friend."

"Like hell she isn't! She told me the story of how you acted towards her. Is she isn't your friend she's certainly not an enemy. None of us are. Now this woman could be bleeding out right now. We could be losing her, and the child!"

"Wait she has a kid?" Is that seriously the only question he has right now?

"Well now I'm not so sure! All because you won't let me go to the kriffing medic!" He maintained eye contact and his straight face. When he looked at the bleeding Ahsoka next to me, I couldn't believe it but he actually showed emotion. He put up a convincing facade but my enhanced eye didn't miss the slight shutter when he saw her condition. Crosshair stepped toward me. I never asked him to do anything except call an actual doctor, but I'll settle for what he actually did though. He took out some mini bacta patches hidfen within his chest plate. He leaned down and placed them on her shoulders.

"None of this is up to me you know." I flinched and went to stop him, but quickly stopped when I saw what he was actually doing. He removed Ahsoka's belt at her hips. He looked at me expectantly. I sighed and handed him my vibro blade. He cut one line down Ahsoka's high waisted belt and removed the mini dress so she was just in her boot armor, leggings and long blue under shirt.

"There's a much more powerful hand in all of this. Predicting, controlling, all of this." I wanted to look at him when he spoke, but I just couldn't bring myself to look away from Ahsoka. This poor girl could barely ever catch a break. Its just one big traumatic event after another.

"I wish I could stop it all but I-" he just froze.

"Crosshair?" The man was completely still. He looks like he just rembered he left the stove on or something.

"Crossy?" His eye twitched. His whole faceblost any hunt of emotion once had. He ceased helping Ahsoka with her wounds and in the most robotic way possible, stood to his feet. One straight limb at a time.

"Back to being heartless huh?" He had no reaction whatsoever. It was honestly sad how far he's fallen all thanks to that damn chip inside of his thick, numb skull. Ahsoka explained it to me as a mental prison. Like Crosshair is stuck in his subconscious and cant get out or control himself. It's all because of that damn chip! He snapped me out of my thoughts by approaching me not as calmly or slowly as before. He reached down and grabbed my com link off my armor.

"Using my com won't work dipshit. They'll know it's a trap." Figured it was best to speak for Ahsoka until she could for herself.

"They'll still come for you. All, of you." God I hope so. Watching as he left made it seem all too real. Was this actually happening? I launched dmyaelf off a cliff to save an already dead girl? My brother is in a mental prison and may never be the same ever again? Did Ahsoka really find out she was pregnant only to get shot in the stomach the very next day? It didn't take too long for me to be shaken out of my thoughts. The two clone troopers- or at least i think they're clone troopers. They placed their hands on the sid eof their hepmets like peopel do when listening to the internal coms which gave me some hope.

"Don't worry Soka, were gonna get out of this." God I really hope I'm not kidding myself. I really hope this belief things will be okay isn't just misplaced hope.

"Yeah were ready. He's all quiet in here and she's- you know what just bring the whole stretcher." I scoffed and turned to look at the trooper stalking towards me. Its adorable to see them try to be intimidating. I took one last look at Ahsoka and tied my bandanna extrq tight around her abdomen. The bleeding had stopped, but is it already too late? Has the damage already been done?

"On your feet traitor." Fhe clone trooler spat at me. He even kicked mw in the foot. I simply stared at him. Like I said, until Ahsoka can speak for herself I'll represent her. And i think in this situation she would be as annoying and uncooperative as possible.

"Nah I'm good thanks." I gavw him an obviously fake smile.

"That wasn't a request wiseass. Get moving." Yeah he's definitely a clone trooper. I made no effort to move. The clone trooper groaned and bent down to grab my arm.

"Whoa take it easy man. Shouldn't you at least take me on a date first." I shot him another smirk but he jsut growled in my face and yanked me to my feet. Being like Ahsoka is fun. Why  have I never acted like this before?

"Move. Before I make you."

"As entertaining as that sounds, I'll pass. For your sake." I guess that was the breaking point for his little friend because the other trooper marched over amd roughly grabbed my arm, pulling my arm.

"You made us." He growled and shovede across the ro to the pther troopers feet.

"Hey that is unwanted physical cont-oof!" I groaned as he uppercutted me in the gut. They pulled me up by the arms and dragged me pit of my cell. But when the door opened I was no longer concerned for myself. A large syratcher was carried in with two of Crosshair's troopers; death troopers I believe was the name but no matter. I stymbled up tomy feet and pulled away as hard as I could. One of the troopers got me im a bear hig but I was so desperate I bit his whole wrist right through the armor.

"Ouch!" He jumped away cradling his hand. What a wimp. I dashed toward Ahsoka who was aggressively being thrown onto the stretcher. The last thing I could think of was how Rex would kill me if I let his woman die. Then I thought of what I'd do if I pet the wan who changed my life die. And then... it all went black.

Ahsoka's pov
It was all black. I could hear and feel. Every calming thing Hunter said, I heard it loud and clear. Right now it was the only thing keeping me going. I tried to move my hand to my stomach to see if... but it was pointless. It all just seemed exactly that. Pointless. I heard Hunter's comversation with the Snarky String bean. Why did I do this to myself? Why didn't I listen to literally anybody- everyhody else? Am I that self centered that I've been tellung everyone I want to be there for them but really it's just a distraction from my future? Am I that horrible of a person? And why am I just now realizing this?

"-just bring the whole stretcher." Wait what? Oh nevermind who cares. I'm basically dead anyways. And if I'm not now, then I will be soon. I think I have a pretty good idea of who's waiting for me wherever the hell were going. I could faintly hear Hunter's sarcastic comments to which I tried to chuckle  at, maybe even give him a high five. If only I could move. I heard rustling around. Sadly Hunter's vouce crying put for me got fainter and farther. Then a loud grunt and one stun shot was fired. Right about now I'm missing my eye sight and fhe ability to use the force. To think this all could have bern avoided if I put my ego aside for once in my life and focused on something greater than me. All of the sudden I was just flung onto something and plopped down face first on it. If only I could move my arms, then that person would fall face first into my fist.

"The cheif medical scientist has requested it's presence in the head infirmary room." It's? I know Im a horrible human being but I'm not a droid!

"Copy that. Bringing the jedi there now." I recognized that voice as Crosshair. I have a name douchebag! Well at least Hunter was bringing the sass for me. I really needed a win today. But no matter how much I try to look on the bright side, the overwhelming physical and mental pain coming from my stomach stomps the bright side. Out of nowhere a small touch on my shoulder was felt. If Hunter was gone, then who was this? I do wish I could see, but all I could do was feel myself moving on the stretcher more quickly this time. A few bumps then ee came to an abrupt stop.

"Ah! Here she is! The one and only not-jedi! Not so high and mighty now are you, citizen." Oh I know he did not just pull a Mace Jackass Windu on me!

"You lay one finger on her and your a dead man!" Hunter barked from across the room, or wherever the hell we are. Out of nowhere a small rouch, most likely a finger was rouching the middle of my chest. Okay first of all that's sexual harassment. And two, he never had consent. I could sue this bitch right now if I wanted to!

"Bold talk from the man in shackles." I know as a sort of jedi I should not let anger get a hold of me but if I could move right now lots of people would be dead.

"Take this abomination away before my eyes bleed." I internally scoffed as I felt myself being rolled away again. I could hear Hunter's pleas to stop and to be careful with me. Not luke they wpuld listen but its the thought that counts. And right now the thought that people still need me is the only thing keeping me going. His last shout before the doors whooshed shut was

"Its still in there! It has to be!" I hoped and prayed he was right. Not that I deserved it. No if anything I deserve to not have the baby still in there, but that's not what it deserved. I should have given my baby a better shot at life. Or a shot at life for that matter. Why was I so stupid and selfish? Anogher set of doors opened and a few ling quiet minutes later I finally heard a voice. Sadly an all too familiar voice arised.

"Hook her up. You know the drill. I want an immediate full analysis of her wounds and how deep they run. Fire up the X-ray machine and prepare for procedures A3B or M8P." It was the long neck responsible for Fives death. Or, supposed death at least. Stupid Nala Se and her long-ass neck. I could feel a person hooking me up to the stupid machines on one of those medical beds after they tossed me out of the stretcher like a kriffing rag doll.

"Whoa- ma'am you should take a look at this." The familiar voice of a clone. Id recognize that voice anywhere. I know clones are evil and sruck in the mind prisons of the inhibitor chips yet I still feel safer with them opposed to long necks. Slow, quiet footsteps stalked over to me. For some reason it was intimidating as hell. I could just picture her looming over me like a predator, and I felt like the prey.

"Fascinating. You are dismissed for now. I will call you in again if your services are needed." She said in that idiotic robotic tone the long necks always spoke in. I could feel three long fingers stretch over my entire torso. Without consent, might I add. Then again, I wouldn't be here if I didn't mess up. The nurse neck walked away leaving me to my sorrowful thoughts. It's my fault so I should deal with the consequences. But why did the baby have to suffer along with me? Now I was just flat out desperate. Once I admitted it to myself I felt a spark in my chest and it wasn't because simeone touched me there again. Force be with me please.

Can you hear me? Are you still there? Still alive?

I don't know why I actually expected a response. The baby was only conceived a week or two ago. It was barely developed yet, how would it be able to talk to me? Whatever logic doesn't matter at this point.

I'm so sorry. I was so selfish and wrong. I should have put you first. And if your okay by some miracle, I want you to know I promise to always put you first. If your about to be shot, I'll gladly take the hit for you. If you want to rest, I would be your pillow. If your falling off a mountain, I'll break your fall. If you want to be my child, I would be the best mom I could possibly be no matter the cost. No cost is too high for my child. Even though your not even born yet, actually Im not even sure if you can understand me or not, but please. Please know that even though your jot born yet, there's not a thing I wouldn't do for you: starting now.

Another spark went off in my chest again. It was more powerful. More meaningful this time. My eyes fluttered open. I groaned and- I groaned! I can speak again! I beoughr my hand up to my face but winced when I repositioned my shoulder. I can move again too! I looked down to my main wound. My main worry since the accident that should have been my main worry all along. I know that know.

My stomcah was healing itself from the inside out.

I know what this is. And I also know what a person would have to be to do this. I was just force healed. But not by myself, no. My baby is alive.

My baby is alive, and force sensitive.

I yanked the wires out of my arm andleaped to my feet landing crouched down ready to pounce. Nala Se gasped and turned arlynd quickly, but not quick enough for I had already vanished from her eye into the shadows. My shoulders weren't completely healed but anything vital to my survival was. I could hear mechanical whirring in the distance but I ignored it. I crawled behind Nala Se and springed up, choking her with one arm, and using the force to bring my smaller light saber to me and activate it 2 inches away from her neck.

"Move, I dare you." For ghe first time in litetally forever I could see actual emotion on her face. And the emotion was pure shock.

"How could- but you were- what!?" She said scarily loud for a typically calm Kaminoen.

"Force healing bitch. Now tell me. Where can I find Commander Crosshair?" She stayed silent. One look into her thpughts and J already regretted it.

"Are you seriously gonna make me say it?" She slightly nodded her head.

"Fine! Where is Commander CT-9904?" Ugh it was like drinking rotten bantha milk! Genuinely disgusting.

"I'll never tell you, jedi."

"Oh okay. So I guess your pretty much useless now. Well then... bye." I said cheerfully and waved with my free hand as I bought my light saber back and swung for her long neck.

"Wait stop!" Aw tough luck. She was only a millisecond too late. My blade had already grazed her skin. The smell of burnung flesh filled the air from Nala Se's slightly slit throat. I could hear faint whirring in the air below me. I could feel several force signatures getting closer and closer and closer as each second went by.

"Last I saw him he was waiting for the rest of Clone Force 99 to show up in the training grounds." I deactivated my light saber and ran. That's all I needed to hear. If I ran into anyone in the halls, which I did, I dealt with them perfectly fine. No mercy meant no spot for mistakes. Not getting shot in the stomach this time. But wait, if I went in through the main entrance that woyld be too expected. Maybe I could get in from below? Nah that's just as bad. What about above though? Ooh when I was shadowing Shaak Ti from before I was a pafawan I temember her taking me to an observation deck where her and the hunters would stand and judge. No hesitation, that's where I went. I shot and decapitated many TK loser troopers but eventually got to Shaak Ti's room. I readied my varying weapons. My pistol in my dominant hand and my light saber in my left. I kicked down the door exprcting to see at least two troopers watching the upstairs but no one was here.

"Well I guess you were wrong about that." Maybe I spoke too soon. I knkw that big hunk of junks loud obnoxious  (not really) voice anywhere!

"And here we all are, together again. Such a shame your little jedi girl couldn't make it today. A thousand apologies." Bantha shit. I loiked inside his mimd hilung to have another conversation with the real hum but I was confused when I didn't see it. I looked in his mind. A small gasp escapedy lips when I saw it. Crosshair was at war with his inhibitor chip. I knew he was strong enough to fight it. But that doesn't necessarily mean he's winning.

"You won't be needing your weapons." I could see them so clearly from up here. They were obviously glancing around to see they were totally surrounded by troopers. They're movements were getting more and more frantic, they were getting more discouraged by the second. The Bad Batch wouldn't make it like this. Oh god they were about to give up!But before they could throw in the towel I put my blaster away and brought out both the sabers and activated them steadily by my sides.

"Your right. They won't be needing weapons." I leaped off the banister and dive rolled right in front of them.

"Because I can beat your asses all on my own." Both sabers were creating a defensive shield around my upper half in general. Crosshair was battling with the inhibitor chip for control. He may not be in a mind prison naymore, but that doesn't mean it isn't worse in a new way. Crosshair and the inhibitor chip have somehow combined. He cant tell which part of him is really him. So to Crosshair he's the same ole Crosshair but he's not actually Crosshair. Was that clear?

"Oh look, Nosy has finally joined us. We were just talking about you." Crosshair jabbed the butt of his pistol into Hunter's back who flinched.

"I heard. Hey Snarky. It's been awhile. As much as I love our chats together, Im gonna need my friend back." I said motioning to Hunter. Inhibitor chip Crosshair just chuckled darkly and looked down but his eyes moved up to mine.

"Not until I find your little sidekick." Sidekick? Dude who the hell is this guy calling a sidekick? Surely he can't mean Omega! By the look on his face though he certainly wasn't talking about Wrecker.

"Oh come on! You think Omega is a sidekick? Omega? My padawan Omega? Come on now if anyone is a sidekick, it's Hunter."

"How the hell did I get dragged into this!?" Everybody shurgged.

"Enough! Where is the child?" I could feel her presence close by. She wasn't far away. I really hoped she could hear this. I could also feel the shocked stares from literally everyone in the room.

"Far enough from you. That is, until your really you again." Apperently the answer wasn't good enough for him. Crosshair's expression hardened even more, if that was possible.

"You really think we'd bring the kid here? Were smarter than that." Wrecker stepped forward backing me up, however the small lean forward he did to glance at my stomach didn't go unnoticed by me.

"Lying was never your stength, Wrecker. Find the apprentice." I bared my teeth and bit my lip. He's making it really hard not to say something I'll regret later. She's more of daughter than an apprentice. I mean apprentice just soumds way too formal. Padawan would have been preferable but at least he didn't say 'kid'. Bleh that would've been disgusting.

"Look all you want, you won't find her. We hid her from the Empire's reach on Anidaland." I swear to the force Crosshair looked at me like I had four heads.

"Your even worse a liar than Wrecker. I did miss our little small talk though. How'd your wounds heal up?" That was so random. Oh actually I guess it wasn't but still.

"That shouldn't be your main concern right now."

"And what should be,