Disclaimer : where is she chapter 1's about to begin ?
Rebel : ( crashing in to room with Mando jet pack ) No not the floor ! Damn it !
Disclaimer : ( sweat drop ) Sabine " lent " you her jetpack again ?
Rebel : … Yes ( looking away guiltily )
Disclaimer : never mind your thieving, just start the story
Rebel : Right this is an angst/ love story don't like the pairing leave. Disclaimer !
Disclaimer : Rebel does not own Star Wars Rebels. Never did. Never will.
Warning : Character death. Note ! Ezra is a girl ! and Sabine is a boy !
Forevermore
Chapter 1 ( Of Birth and Death )
How did it go so wrong ? She was meant to watch Hera, protect her and she had failed. Now thanks to her the Twi'lek was in a trauma induced labour giving birth to hers and Kanan's son 5 days early. Her master was outside the Med-bay room probably thinking of ways to kill her, then resurrect her, then kill her again. And she had a gapping hole in her stomach thanks to Sa- the traitor.
How did it go so wrong ?
Flashback
" Ezra Bridger ! there is no need to fawn over me like a loth-cub ! I'm pregnant not dying ! " yelled Hera as turned toward the sheepishly grinning women.
" But Hera, Kanan asked me to watch you and- "
" Ezra " said the Twi'lek entering commander mode " I am perfectly able to look after myself I don't need you worrying over me ever single hyper second " the Twi'lek looked up at her husbands Padawan " and besides don't you have other duties to attend to Jedi knight Bridger "
Ezra pouted as she pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, it had grown quite long almost to the small of her back braided down with a French plait. The young knight wore black cargo pants with her weapons holster and lightsaber strapped to her side, a lose orange top and a simple pilots jacket to keep her warm.
" Hera my duty is to basically be your nurse until your son comes out and say " Hello courascant " and anyway Kanan would kill me if I left you alone, you know that " she said with a satisfied grin.
Hera sighed then with a nod of her head said " Fine but please I'll call you if I need help "
" Deal " Said Ezra as she walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water for the Twi'lek. As Ezra came walking back in to the lounging area of the house she felt a disturbance in the Force.
The Force was screaming at her telling her to be on guard, the feeling was coming from outside the front door. So with out even acknowledging Hera she set the glass of water on a near by table and walked toward the front door, her hand subconsciously hovering over her blaster.
" Ezra.. ? " she heard Hera call out from behind her but she paid the Twi'lek no heed. As the door opened Ezra saw a tall, colourfully dressed man with blue dyed hair. She sighed in relief until she saw his eyes. They were hard, unseeing and conflicted something she had never seen in Salim before.
" Sal are you okay ? " asked Ezra as she put a hand on the Mandalorins shoulder. She could sense his emotions through the Force but there were so many she could barely name them.
" Ez who is at the door " asked Hera as the Twi'lek walked to the front door.
" No ! Hera don't worry just go sit back down it only Sal. Its all- " Ezra was cut off by the unique sound of Salim's Darksaber igniting but before she could turn to face him there was a searing pain through stomach where the tip of his Darksaber protruded from.
Salim pushed the blade deeper as she coughed up blood, the Mandalorin placed his head beside her ear and with a voice full of regret he whispered. " I'm sorry but I had to prove myself, I'm so sorry " Salim pulled the saber from Ezra's stomach and she stumbled to the floor
" Why ? " she whispered as Salim walked over her and toward the room where Hera was resting.
Ezra placed a hand to her bleeding wound and stood on shaky legs. She would not let him harm Hera, she would not. She ran to the sitting room to see Sabine holding his blaster as Hera held a hand on top of a bleeding wound.
From that moment on Ezra Bridger saw red, she ignited her saber and charged at her friend- No enemy the battled continued until Ezra forced pushed Salim out of a window. As she started to climb out the window after the traitor, who was running across several rooftops, she heard a gasp of pain and turned to see Hera lying against a lounge chair, blood pouring down her chest. Ezra dropped her lightsaber and ran to her mother-figure. As she knelt down Hera grasped her hand in a tight grip and whispered.
" The b-baby is-here c-call Kanan " Ezra nodded as she called her Master through the Force, he was close maybe he had already sensed her distress and came running. She looked over Hera again and with an angry glare she placed her hands over Hera's wound as she started to heal it through the Force. The wound went straight through her chest and out her back right between her heart and lung. a fatal wound.
" Don't worry Kanan will be her soon " Ezra said as she willed herself to keep healing the wound, the amount of blood she had lost was enough to put her in a coma but she wouldn't stop until Hera was healed and alright.
" AAA ! " screamed Hera as her first contractions hit, Ezra set a determined gaze and called out through the force again to her Master." Please " she thought " Please Kanan hurry. "
" I'm almost there " was the distant response and she sighed a sigh of relief. Ezra looked at the Twi'lek, sweat coated her forehead as she dealt with the pain of a wound and the contractions. As Hera let out another heart wrenching scream two men came running into the room, one was Human while the other was a Lasat. Kanan ran to the women in the room and grasped his wife's hand.
" K-kanan we have to get her to the med-bay now, she's entered a trauma induced labour please you have to carry her " said Ezra, and Kanan nodded and with in no time the crew were running out of the house to the Jedi temples Med-bay.
Flashback end
"Aah ! " yelled Hera as another contraction hit, Ezra grimaced and she looked down toward her mother-figure, Hera was in so much pain she could barely stand to watch her with out her cringing.
" H-hera just a little more, I – I can see the head ! Just a little more " Ezra stuttered as medics ran about the room checking on Heras wound and helping with the delivery. The Twi'lek had been in labour for 19 hours it was a miracle Hera nor Ezra had passed out at this point. Kanan and Zeb were outside the theatre room waiting for the delivery to be over. Although Ezra was concentrated on Hera she could still feel her Masters stress, anger and guilt and it made her want to cry. This was her fault and now both Kanan and Hera must hate her so much.
" I'm so sorry, so sorry " she kept muttering as Heras last contraction hit and a small human boy was in Ezra's arms. " Hot water now ! " she screamed as one of the nurses brought over the little tub filled with water. Ezra cut the umbilical cord and clean the new-born of all the blood surrounding him. Once he was clean she wrapped him up in a towel and walked over to a panting but smiling Hera.
Ezra handed the small boy over to his mother and Hera smiled so brightly that the stars would have been jealous. She backed away from the mother and son and shakily walked to one of the nurses.
" Tell Kanan Jarrus he-he can come in n-now " Ezra stuttered out as she took at set in one of the chairs her hand to her bleeding stomach, the nurse ran to the door and allowed the grand master of the Jedi temple to enter. Kanan ran to Heras side and asked one of the nurses of her condition.
" I'm so sorry Master Jarrus but – but your wife is – "
" I'm-not-going-to-make-it-love " Interrupted Hera as she grasped Kanans hand as tightly as she could, Kanans face fell and disbelief flashed through their bond and Kanan looked toward Ezra asking silently if what Hera said was true.
Ezra stood up from the chair and walked toward the couple, the couple who she had doomed. She stood opposite her Master and slowly nodded her head. She saw Kanan look down tears running down his face as he held onto his wife one last time.
Hera looked up and raised her hand to certes her Masters cheek. Ezra felt so tired she wanted to sleep but not yet, she had to stay awake for Heras sake.
" Love-please d-don't be so sad, you're a father now and our son needs you to be strong, always remember what we had, but d-don't dwell in t-the past, you can be happy Love please be strong " stuttered out Hera as she handed the child over to his father. Ezra looked at the heart wrenching scene with the faintes of smiles
" Remember Kanan Jarrus I love you s-so much "
" And I love you Hera Jarrus " her master said through sobs, Hera turned toward her and tightly took her hand.
" Ezra-before I go- I need you -t-to promise me something please look -after-my son and Kanan and please -do not blame yourself-f-for what has happed please promise me "
Ezra looked down tears staining the sides of her face and with a shaky breath she nodded
" I will Hera, I will. No harm will come to them as long as I'm alive I promise "
Hera smiled and turned back toward Kanan and looked at her son.
" What-his-name " stuttered out Kanan as he held the child in front of his mother. Hera smiled and with her last breath said.
" His N-name is Depa, Depa Jarrus " after Hera spoke those words she went limp with a smile on her face and the cry of a husband and child were heard through out the galaxy.
xXx A/N
This plot bunny has been bugging me for a while.
Please don't kill me.