He had fought for so long, watching his friends, his brothers, die around him, somehow making it from day to day. He hadn't realized it then, but he had become a machine, doing what he was told, being who he was supposed to be. He had been slowly killing himself, his soul, as he continued on. Then, it had happened. It was very unexpected, completely out there. He had found a letter under his door, telling him things about himself he had forgotten. The signature at the bottom and the "you mean so much to me" had awoken something in him that had he had shoved to the back of his mind. His humanity, his sanity. He started looking at life a little differently, started questioning orders.

It came to him in the middle of the night. It jolted him awake and sent him scrambling for his datapad, searching for a resent message. He realized his entire life had been a complete lie, had put all the pieces together. He realized what he had to do and quickly put some stuff together, hiding where he knew only the person he wanted to find would. He then turned his back on his life, his friends, his family, and went in search of what he needed to find. It had nearly killed him, pushing him to his limits. His quarry had found out and sent attack after attack after him, but he was good at what he did. He keeps going, remembering why he was doing this, who he was trying to save.

He had finally reached his final destination, cornering his quarry. The Sith lord had found well, but he had barely beaten him, leaving his where others could finish him. Killing was his job, but others needed a better justice than that. They needed to feel satisfied, as he was.

Now, he was home, looking in on the people he had almost given his life for. His heart was being ripped in two while being sewn back together as he surveyed the group.

"It's his way of saying thank you, kid," one said, looking down at his hands.

"I should've said it sooner," Cody stepped into the room. "I should've said it sooner, but now I have a chance to."

They all turned to him, surprise written all over their faces, covering their grief. Cody knows he looks thin, beat down, but he's never felt better, so free. It his second chance, it's his life. He's finally home.

"Thank you, all of you, for being there when I didn't even know it."

"Cody," Ahsoka's eyes filled with tears again, smiling. "You never had to tell us."

"I know, but I still should have. You deserve that much."

"We're just glad you're back, boss," Odds stood, pulling Cody into a hug, ignoring his complaints.

"Let go, Odds, before you kill him," Meds pulled Odds off Cody, relief on his face. Cody nodded his thanks before turning to Ahsoka.

"So what do you say?"

Ahsoka beamed, holding up her had, her ring finger glittering in the light, "Yes."