It was only moments until the Jedi were due to leave for Malachor, and Sabine knew this if she wanted to speak to Ezra, now was her last chance. The Mandalorian wanted to spend some time with him before the crucial mission, knowing full well that she may never see Ezra again. Most of her believed that they'd all return home safe and sound, the holocron would be theirs and they could continue fighting as normal. But the worm of doubt present in the back of her mind refused to let her forget that there was a small chance it could all go wrong.
Sabine shook her head as she left her thoughts and exited her cabin o find Ezra. She didn't have to look hard, locating the Padawan across the hall in his cabin making final preparations. He was sitting at the desk, concentrating intensely on his lightsabre, adjusting part of the stun blaster. She noted he was deeply focused. His usually sharply attuned senses would notice someone at the door. But today, Sabine could have detonated a bomb in her room and he likely wouldn't notice. Wasting no more time, the artist knocked lightly on the doorframe. There was no response.
"Ezra." Sabine breathed softly.
"Ezra!" Her voice rose a little causing the boy to snap out of his state and turn to face Sabine at the door.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." She began. "May I come in?"
"Sure. Sorry I didn't hear... I was, uh, thinking about things." Ezra reflected.
The Mandalorian entered his cabin and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked over at Ezra at the desk.
"I just wanted to catch you before you left." Sabine confessed.
"Don't worry, Sabine, everything will be fine." Ezra smiled comfortingly.
"I know, but I can't help worrying that something will happen. I've had one family ripped away from me, and I really don't want another." Sabine replied desperately.
Ezra stood from the chair and moved across to the bottom bunk, sitting next to Sabine. He dropped an arm over he shoulders. She stiffened slightly but melted into the embrace, wrapping her arms around Ezra too. They stayed that way for what seemed like hours, but was only a minute or two. The teens released each other and Sabine gripped Ezra's shoulders, turning him to face her. The artist's hazel eyes stared deeply into Ezra's vibrant blue ones.
"Please, just come home again. I can't bear to think of what it'll be like if you don't." Sabine whispered, fighting the urge to cry.
Ezra smiled in return. It was one of those warm, genuine smiles that Sabine loved. "Thanks, I needed that. We'll be back. Kanan, Ahsoka and I. We're family, and we won't leave anyone behind."
As if on cue, Kanan's voice echoed off the halls of the Ghost.
"Ezra! We're leaving!"
Sabine realised that the very moment she had been dreading was upon the,. Reluctantly, Ezra stood, leaving the warmth and safety of his bunk. He grabbed his weapon off the desk and exited his cabin with Sabine next to him. The teens bounded down the ramp to where the crew, minus Kanan and Ahsoka, were waiting. He quickly embraced everyone and continued to the Phantom where the other Jedi were standing.
"Got everything? This is a one way trip." Kanan questioned.
Ezra hesitated. "Yeah."
The three Jedi entered the Phantom and the door hiss shut behind them. The little craft ascended slowly from the dusty surface of Atollon and promptly jumped to hyperspace, leaving the Rebel base. Sabine watched them go, remembering that it would be a very long and very hard few days ahead of her. She looked to Zeb, then to Rex, then to Hera, who all shared her emotions. They were family, she realised, and they'd get through this together.
Hey Guys!
Sorry for my disappearance, but now I'm on break for a month so hopefully I can upload at least once per week. I may turn this into more than a one-shot, involving events after they return. Tell me what you want to see and any other story ideas, and just overall feedback for this quick little chapter. Thanks for every favourite, follow and review!
~Saint