Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or Star Wars Rebels, nor any characters, place names, or content in this story. This story is a fanfiction and does not necessarily comply with the actual Star Wars timeline. Rated T for violence, romance, and content that may disturb.
Sabine couldn't sleep.
She rolled over in her bed, trying to get comfortable. After punching her pillow into submission, she sat up, and sighed. It was no use pretending. She left her room, and headed to the refresher, to get a drink. The Ghost seemed so much quieter at night. Not even Sabine's footsteps made any noise. This was her favourite time of night, when she could think without distractions. She went to the refresher, and drank. But then a voice came out of the darkness.
"Can't sleep?"
Sabine jumped. The voice was kind and small, but in the darkness and silence it was still a
surprise. Sabine turned, and Hera walked out of the darkness.
"Just me."
Sabine relaxed slightly.
"What are you doing here?" Breathed Sabine.
"For the same reason you are."
Sabine was caught slightly off guard by this answer.
"Wh… What? I was just getting some water."
Hera smiled that smile. Sabine sighed. It wasn't a lot of use, lying to Hera. She could usually see right through you.
"Sabine, I didn't live most of my life under a rock. I've been watching you. I've seen how you look at him."
"Am I that obvious?" Sabine exclaimed. "I don't know what to do! I've had these feelings for days, but I just don't know how much longer I can take this! What do I do?"
"I would have thought it was obvious. You need to talk to him. I know he thinks the same way about you."
"*sigh.* I know. How could I not? I guess… Okay, look. I'll talk to him tomorrow. I wanted to anyway."
"Good girl." Hera exclaimed. "Now maybe get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Thanks Hera. Goodnight."
And Sabine headed off to bed, feeling strangely like she would finally, be able to sleep.
The next morning, Sabine woke up late.
And by late, I mean by the time she had gotten dressed, dyed her hair and eaten breakfast, Ezra and the rest of the crew were already discussing plans for the day. Of course, these 'plans' involved storming an Imperial Orbital Station, so not your typical morning.
Sabine hung back, and listened to the talks. She was hoping for a talk with Ezra before they left. Eventually, Kanan said:
"Alright, everyone understand their roles? Right, I want you all back here in five minutes, prepped and ready to go. Let's move team!"
Ezra got up to leave, but hung back to pick up the holodata backup he would be using during the mission. He got up to leave, but Sabine stopped him.
"Hey Ezra? Can I talk to you a sec?"
"Sure." Answered the Jedi Padawan.
"Ezra… I…" She bit her tongue. But, before she could admit anything, she found herself saying: "Good luck."
Ezra stared at her for a second.
"Uh… Yeah. May The Force Be With You."
He walked away.
Sabine stood there for a second, and then hit herself on the forehead. But, had she known exactly what would come of this, she would have probably been chasing after him. If she had known.