Rex was still looking at the passing stars. "Ali, a fine name. I've missed you both so and it saddens me not have the answers to those questions. Maybe we can find those answers out there." Rex patted her hand. Clearing his throat," well you must be tired why don't you get some sleep? I'll be here. I've still got a mission to report in and debrief the squad." 

She was different. Seven couldn't figure out why he jumped to her rescue or couldn't get the image of her face out of his mind. It was a pretty face, very pretty. Protocol stated any mental interference required the clone to report for mental reconditioning. For the first time in his life he did't follow protocol. 

The squad was ready for some rest before reassignment. They dd all the prechecks with the medical droid and reequipped with the ships armory. Soon they all looked like storm troopers again. The ship was on course and running smoothly. 

Rex knew nothing of being a father but he would learn. Getting answers and keeping her safe would require more then just him. The question was would the team follow or report him. He had to chance it she was his daughter and he would not let her down. There was a lot to prep for and they had only a few hours to do it before they landed. 

The door to the troop ramp was where Rex found them. "Alright troopers heads up. I still don't know how but I found my daughter on that planet. I'm going to conduct my own mission but I need a volunteer to watch over her and keep her safe. This would mean your going rouge. We all know a trooper off the grid has penalties a little on the stiff side. You will have to turn in your gear and live on the street. I'll try to give what aid I can when able. This is no more dangerous then I have asked of you in the past."

"Sir we would follow you to the end without question but this isn't a mission." Ft-41265-02 Hanson

"The penalty for desertion is death sir, I don't want to fight against my own troopers." UT-00324-08 Bond (saw it in a movie)

The others just looked away and the bay was silent for a moment that seemed like hours. "Sir I'll volunteer. I'll do it." Seven was standing and taking off his gear. 

"You? Why you?" Rex honestly had no idea.

"Because its what we do. We protect the citizens of the republic." It wasn't a lie, there was just another reason Seven kept to himself.

Rex just stood there stunned like the first time he saw a Jedi use the force. Glad he wasn't a betting man Rex walked over to Seven. "There is no coming back from this but I'll mark you as dead in the report. It will give you some cover. You'll need to burn off your number and cut out the tracker in your arm Ill have the doc patch you up." Only an hour left before the landing. He hoped she would understand.